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6 Chapter Seventy

Fat Dun glanced at the sniper Zhou Bai, grinned and said, "You kid can't do it, but it doesn't mean he can't do it! He can do it if he says he can, and he never missed it anyway."

"No way! It turns out that Master Dun is our instructor's little fanboy! Your answer is very superstitious, okay?" Zhou Bai smiled wryly.

Seeing that all the brothers were looking forward to seeing through, they were obviously dissatisfied with his explanation, Fat Dun laughed, and pulled Liu Yi casually, and said with a smile: "I don't know, you can tell me!"

Liu Yi puffed up his chest, nodded and smiled and said, "To be honest, if you only look at the cards, I don't think Instructor Lu has a chance of winning! But, as Master Dun said, we have never seen him lose, at least he has to retreat completely." It’s ok! Besides, isn’t there Xiao Luo flying a plane to pick him up?”

"If you can kill it like this! I am convinced by our chief instructor." Zhou Bai shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Can our instructor really succeed in beheading? That's a state power! If it were me, it would be great to be able to assassinate a high-ranking official." A thick-browed soldier next to him laughed.

He is Xu Ji, a top scout in the first combat team, and no one can compare with him in terms of lurking assassination.

Liu Yi and Fat Dun looked at each other, then smiled at each other.

Liu Yi shook his head and said, "So you are the leader, and he is the instructor. To be honest, if our instructors don't make a move, it's fine. As long as we make a move, it must be an earth-shattering event."

"Is there really such a god? To be honest, I really don't believe it!" Xu Ji laughed.

Who doesn't know how to brag, it's good to lift people in a sedan chair, but it's ugly if it's overturned.

The members of the first combat team all around laughed and said nothing.

They already agree with the strength of Instructor Lu from the bottom of their hearts, but it would be too exaggerated to say that he can defeat a country with his own strength!So everyone can only be noncommittal and laugh it off.

At this time, Liu Niu'er, who was protected by them, laughed.

Seeing that these big soldiers didn't trust His Excellency very much, Liu Niu'er, as a loyal fan of Venerable Lu, naturally couldn't turn a blind eye.

"Hey! In my opinion, you are all thinking wrong! How can you guess the strength of Instructor Lu?" Liu Niu'er's two words were like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, attracting all the soldiers. All eyes fell on him.

The scout king Xu Ji was not convinced, he stared and said, "You tell me, why can't we speculate?"

Liu Niu'er's expression froze, imitating the appearance of those green forest heroes in ancient times, he clasped his fists, and said seriously: "I, Liu Niu'er, follow Instructor Lu, so naturally I know him better than you.

To be honest, decapitation and the like are just pediatrics. As long as the respected Instructor Lu takes action, he will definitely not only behead a few small officials, but he will definitely behead the biggest one! "

"Besides, it's easy to behead, but hard to behead! Kill a lot of people, not to mention Instructor Lu, even the old man, I can barely try. But Instructor Lu is the only one who wants to subdue the whole of Myanmar."

Hearing the old man's nonsense, the soldiers of the first combat group around were all stunned.

"Conquer the whole of Myanmar? Did you drink too much?" Xu Ji's eyes widened, with an expression of listening to a book from heaven.

"Hey! Believe it or not! Anyway, my old man left his words here, you just wait and see!" Liu Niu'er slammed his heart, and simply blew the cowhide to the end.

"Cut! If he can really subdue the entire Burmese country, I will call you grandpa when I see you in the future!" Xu Ji was also straightforward, and yelled.

"Hey, that's fine! From now on, you have to add the word Liu in front of Grandpa!" Liu Niu'er smiled with narrowed eyes.

Killing a country with the power of one person is enough to challenge the imagination.

To say that Lu Menglin can subdue the entire Burmese country, this is something that even Liu Yi and Pangdun dare not imagine.

They have been in the army for a long time, and although they have great confidence in Lu Menglin, this kind of thing is too unbelievable.

For a moment, both of them remained calm, but fell into deep thought at the same time.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" After thinking hard for a while, Liu Yiming still shook his head and sighed.

"Who knows! Maybe Brother Menglin can do it. Anyway, I'm not worried about his safety." Fat Dun thought for a while, and felt that he couldn't think clearly, so he simply stopped thinking about such complicated issues.

Liu Niu'er held his chest high and raised his head, triumphantly in front of this group of big soldiers, posing as if I was the confidant of Instructor Lu, as if you wait and see.

In the blink of an eye, Mao Yongfei's aura has been accumulated to the peak, to the point where he can't vomit.

And Lu Menglin, who was standing opposite him, still stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm demeanor, without any attacking posture.

Mao Yongfei knew that he had already gathered his momentum to the point where he had no choice but to attack. If he didn't take the initiative to attack again, he would go all out, and then decline.

"Master Lu! Then I'm not polite!" Before he finished speaking, Mao Yongfei rushed in big strides, and within two short steps, he had already forced all the turbulent aura around him into his fists.

What he uses is a set of fighting tiger boxing, which is a native Burmese boxing style, which has been handed down since ancient times, and is equivalent to the Taizu Changquan of Huaguo.

But the more this kind of entry-level boxing, it has gone through thousands of tempers, and it can be called a classic among the classics. When it is used by a real master, the explosive power is not the same as that of ordinary fighters.

Mao Yongfei punched and kicked, his fist was like a rising dragon, and with a brave and tenacious momentum, he concentrated and exploded all the strength in his body, and blasted Lu Menglin's chest in one go.

When Mao Yongfei was a teenager, he was very talented. He once used this boxing method to kill a Bengal tiger with three punches. It is almost regarded as a myth in the local area.

Later, after Mao Yongfei achieved great martial arts, he used this set of boxing techniques to fight against the enemy. Usually, he only used half a move, which was enough to defeat the enemy. Very few people could make him perform three moves. So before he joined the army, he had another nickname, Three punches super ghost, which means that even ghosts and gods can't stand his three punches.

After he reached middle age, his boxing practice became more perfect, round and free, and blessed with the power of secret medicine, which was ten times more powerful than when he was in his prime. Although he seldom made a shot, the reputation of the first punch in Myanmar remained unswerving. move.

Until he joined the Royal Guards and became the leader of the army, Mao Yongfei entered the temple from the rivers and lakes, nourished his boxing spirit with the power of the country, and his strength improved to a higher level. The general trend has been achieved.

If it weren't for the fact that A Jianglong's spells are really unpredictable, and there are many dignitaries in Myanmar who have been affected by his head-bending technique, which can affect the whole body, that's why Mao Yongfei has been reluctant to challenge A Jiang. Long, until today he met Lu Menglin.

If the other party is an excellent martial artist, Mao Yongfei is still a little jealous, as a martial artist, he doesn't think that the martial arts of the young venerable in front of him can surely beat him.

It's just that Lu Menglin's volley jump just now was really incredible, which made him startled, and the thought of being invincible came into his heart, which weakened his momentum.

However, Mao Yongfei didn't believe that the magic fist that he had cultivated all his life, coupled with the power of the secret medicine to destroy the potential of the human body, would not be able to block even the opponent's punch!

It's too late, so fast!Mao Yongfei's Tiger God Fist hit Lu Menglin hard in the chest.

Almost everyone at the scene exclaimed on the spot, many of them knew the power of Mao Yongfei's magic fist, so letting the other party hit the chest with a punch, let alone a person, it is considered a big millstone , I'm afraid it will be broken in response.

Unexpectedly, Lu Menglin didn't move at all, he was punched by the opponent, but his chest was full of strength, and he directly counteracted the strength of the opponent's punch with his strength.

Although there was a bang at the moment of the punch, Lu Menglin was not harmed by the task, at most he just touched the opponent's fist.

"Offended!" Mao Yongfei's eyes flashed strangely, he retracted his hands and turned his wrists, his whole body's joints trembled, and in a very strange way of exerting force, he turned his fist into a palm, and lightly pressed his palm on the person who was punched just now. Location.

This slap was made by Mao Yongfei on purpose, betting on the opponent's favor and not taking himself seriously.

Although the first punch was ferocious, even Mao Yongfei didn't believe that he could kill Lu Menglin.

Sure enough, as he expected, he was resolved by the opponent's strength.

This punch showed that Lu Menglin had absorbed all the strength into his whole body, burst out at will, and there was no obvious weakness.

But these two moves, turning fists into palms, are Mao Yongfei's own killing moves, combined with the ancient secret Tiger Fighting Fist, specially created to deal with strong fighters, called "Cracking the Tiger's Mouth".

For quite a few years, in order to practice this move of "cracking the tiger's mouth", Mao Yongfei burst into transformation with his strength, and he did not know how many times he shattered his tiger's mouth.