Bang bang.
In the distance, some people got off the jeep one after another.
Except for the three soldiers leading the way, the other three were wearing white loose clothes with a black cloud pattern, with a big nine embroidered on the chest.
Among the three, two were tall and strong, while one was very thin.
Colonel Terry's nephew, Ke Lian, couldn't help but whisper.
"Uncle, the one walking at the front with the strongest body is our hall master. He is also the founder of Jiumingtang, Wang Mu's Teacher Wang. "
As soon as Wang Mu was mentioned, his face was full of uncontrollable admiration. This made Colonel Terry a little unhappy.
He could allow his nephew to admire someone, but never admire others. Because of admiration, he would be ashamed of his inferiority, and he would never be able to catch up with the other's footsteps.
Wang Mu and the others walked closer. Gradually, Colonel Terry also felt that these three people seemed to have a faint aura.
No … it wasn't like an aura, it was more like a field, a sense of oppression.
Especially the one walking at the front, the man named Wang Mu.
The muscles on his body seemed to be carved by knives and axes, and each step seemed to have a huge weight hitting the ground.
The footsteps were obviously not heavy, and even sounded crisp. However, the rhythm of his heartbeat made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Using footwork to affect the heart rate?" A middle-aged man behind Colonel Terry slowly said.
He was different from the others, he was the only one who was not wearing a military uniform.
This man was wearing a large white robe with a wide white belt, on which was the symbol of the Devil Tu Empire's national flag – a ferocious silver hydra.
This man was called Feinado, and he was a special external combat consultant of the military. At the same time, he was also the founder of the largest chain of Red Armor Fist training institutions in several nearby cities.
"I used this move when I was taking the assessment for Red Armor Fist Professional Level 9." Feinado stretched out his palm and gently snapped his fingers, and the faint sense of oppression was immediately swept away.
Red Armor Fist was the highest level at Level 10, and he was able to get Level 9. It could be said that he was only one step away from reaching the highest evaluation.
In Red Armor Fist, he could be said to be a standard master level figure.
Originally, small exchanges like this were common.
He was not the only external coach hired by the military, so there was no need for him to take the initiative to join in the fun. With his status and rank, it was only natural for him to win against the other party. If they lost, they would suffer a great loss.
Before he came, he heard that the person invited was Wang Mu, the founder of Jiumingtang.
He had also heard of Wang Mu's Nine Lives Hall before in this small martial arts circle.
This was a truly capable organization, but there was still a long way to go before it could surpass the Yunling Martial Arts Training that he had founded.
Just because he was curious, he came here in advance to get to know his future competitor.
The first time they met, the other party did not disappoint him.
Crack.
He took a step forward and stood in front of Terry, facing the approaching Lu Sheng.
"Wang Mu?"
"…" Lu Sheng lowered his head to look at him.
"Cloud Ridge Martial Arts?" Baijun Castle on the right slowly walked out.
Feinado faintly smiled. "This old man …"
Suddenly, his vision blurred, and the man who had just walked out was already in front of him.
So fast!!?
Feinado hurriedly crossed his arms in front of him. The strength in his body quickly twisted and integrated into one, pouring into his arms.
"Iron Chain Breaker!!"
He growled, and the exoskeleton armor on his arms suddenly activated.
Bang!!
The hand of Baijun Castle collided with his arms.
Bang!!
Both of them took a step back almost at the same time.
Feinado was shocked. This young man who looked like a disciple could actually have such a heavy punch.
"Could it be that he was born with divine strength??" He took a few steps back, and his face involuntarily revealed a surprised expression.
With his martial arts, he had integrated many kinds of body forging techniques into one, and his strength was already much stronger than the average fighter.
But this young man in front of him, actually …
"You two, let's talk things out. This is Fedor, an external combat consultant specially hired by the military. This time, he's also here to exchange pointers with everyone." Colonel Terry could tell with a single glance that the punch from White County City was very powerful.
"Teacher Wang, who is this Junjie?" He looked at Baijun Castle. This person's sudden attack just now, and the explosive power even made his eyes light up.
His movements, moves, and steps were all standard, but the strength was different.
"Baijun Castle. I've only been in Jiumingtang for two months, please forgive me, Colonel. When I saw someone blocking my way just now, I couldn't help but attack … "The Baijun Castle bowed politely.
"Only been in for two months?" Colonel Terry and Feinado's hearts skipped a beat.
The other party purposely pointed this out, and it seemed that he did not come with good intentions. As for whether it was true or not, who would believe it? Did that kind of strength belong to someone who had only been training for two months?
"It's fine. Although this is a combat exchange, there's no need to be in such a hurry at the beginning." Colonel Terry smiled.
He looked at Feinaldo who was standing at the side.
"Can we begin?" Lu Sheng said directly. "I'm here this time to let more people understand the true meaning of combat."
His loose combat suit seemed to be on the verge of being torn apart by his strong body. His arm was twice as thick as a normal person's.
"Combat is slaughter."
He stretched out his arm and opened his palm.
"Look at my hand."
Colonel Terry, Feinado, and the others couldn't help but look at his palm.
There was a faint and strange blood-red pattern there.
"Do you want to control your own fate?"
Lu Sheng's voice slowly vibrated, like a megaphone, spreading in all directions.
For a moment, all the soldiers, including Feinado, trembled, and their eyes faintly changed.
"Fight …"
Lu Sheng suddenly clenched his fist.
Bang!!
The air was squeezed out from his five fingers, like a solid stream splashing.
This muffled sound was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.
Crack.
A vanguard soldier clenched his teeth, and his eyes revealed a struggling expression, but it was quickly drowned by the new intense emotions that gushed out.
Ten minutes later.
Lu Sheng slowly left with Baijun Castle, leaving the training ground by car.
He had already personally taught Colonel Terry and dozens of vanguard soldiers parts of the Burden Combat Art.
Lu Sheng, who had a strong physical foundation, could now perfectly use the psychological guidance art to plant the seed of invincibility in the hearts of others.
As long as he was invincible and kept getting stronger, no one could betray him.
Everyone would worship him with extreme fanaticism, seeing him as the embodiment of the strong.
After so many times of descending into the world, this was a brand new martial art that Lu Sheng had created by gradually combining his own martial arts with the psychological guidance art.
He named it the Ten Direction Path of Emotionlessness.
This emotionlessness was not to extinguish lust, but to extinguish the independent emotions of living beings.
Right now, because Lu Sheng only had some understanding of the soul and consciousness of humans, the Ten Direction Path of Emotionlessness was only effective on humans.
Anyone who was defeated by him, as long as they had independent consciousness, would have an irresistible seed of emotionlessness planted deep in their hearts.
Under the condition of maintaining self-independence, they would gradually develop fanatical worship and respect for him.
This was a terrifying state similar to that of a fanatic. It could eliminate and repel all other emotions.
Lu Sheng had only used a little bit of the fist technique of the Ten Direction Path of Emotionlessness and showed a little of his hand. It affected Colonel Terry and many vanguard soldiers, leaving a seed of emotionlessness in their hearts.
Because of this, he also realized the power and terror of this fist technique.
If this fist technique was abused, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Fortunately, he did not intend to teach it to others.
The Burden Combat Art and the Spiral Nine Life Technique were enough for Jiumingtang's disciples to cultivate and study for a lifetime.
The most powerful Ten Direction Path of Emotionlessness could only be mastered by him.
Sitting in the jeep, Lu Sheng closed his eyes to rest, quietly recalling the time when he was still in the Demonic Realm. That was when he was still weak, seeing the suffering of all living beings and the chaos of the world. He had once made a great wish to correct this wrong world.
"I'm already numb now." Lu Sheng slowly wrapped his palms with black bandages specially used for combat.
"I've gone from empathizing with others in the past to caring for myself now. Although I've become much stronger than before. But I can no longer find the touching feeling I had back then. "
He opened his eyes and looked at the flying leaves outside the car window.
"What was your initial ideal of practicing combat?" Lu Sheng asked in a low voice.
Apart from the soldiers who drove, there were only Baijun Castle and Zheng Huan.
Baijun Castle smiled.
"To not be bullied. Master, my goal is very simple, it's to not be bullied. "
Zheng Huan was silent for a while.
"I was forced by you."
He had a pained expression on his face.
Lu Sheng and Baijun Castle could not help but laugh.
"My initial goal." Lu Sheng stopped smiling. "It's to correct this wrong world. It's a very normal thought. "
The rest of the people in the car were slightly shocked. This f * cking ideal sounded like it was not normal, alright?
"At that time, I saw the suffering of the world, the chaos of the world, and the demons dancing wildly. So I swore to use my strength, with my fist, to establish a new order in the world. "
Lu Sheng calmly narrated as if he was telling the story of another person.
"But there are many strong people in the world. For power, I've paid too much. I've also experienced too much gratitude and hatred. Now, I can no longer find the anger I had back then … "
He opened his palm, which was wrapped in black bandages, wide and thick, faintly as solid as a boulder.
"Do you understand?? At that time, the Dao can no longer be found … If even the initial heart of a person is lost, then what's left is nothing more than a machine to become stronger for the sake of becoming stronger. "
"Master …" Baijun Castle did not know how to comfort him.
Zheng Huan was silent for a while, but he slowly spoke.
"I think, no matter what, it's good to do what I thought before. If you have any ideas, wait until it's realized. Just like the destined calamity of fate. If you don't even think about resisting, then you're destined to not even have a trace of hope. "
"Do you still want to kill me now? Are we friends? "Lu Sheng suddenly said to him with a smile.
"If I kill you, we'll still be friends," Zheng Huan said calmly.
This person was unbelievably thick-skinned. He gouged out his eyes, and yet he still asked if they were friends …
Friends who gouged out people's eyes?
"Actually, I gouged out your eyes for your own good. You should thank me. "Lu Sheng laughed.
"I'll thank you after I kill you," Zheng Huan said calmly.
Baijun Castle at the side broke out in a cold sweat when he heard that. So this mysterious person's eyes were personally gouged out by Master?
Now, these two could actually sit next to each other and talk cheerfully. It was really strange.
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