Chapter 188 Junbu Waigang’s Unique Skill: Chaotian Que

Waigang!

For a moment, the needle drop could be heard in the auditorium.

Lu Mingfei had introduced Jiuzhou Martial Arts before, and they all knew what Wai Gang represented.

Although it is very strong, although it is difficult, the so-called Wai Gang is not the end of martial arts practice.

On top of this, there is the mysterious and mysterious Martial Saint.

Listening to what Lu Mingfei said, the gap between Wu Sheng and Wai Gang is really beyond reason, and is even as big as the gap between humans and gods.

It is this kind of Wai Gang that can be compared with the Dragon King.

The mixed-race people here couldn't help but start thinking about this question.

So, what about Wu Sheng?

If someone reaches the end of the road of martial arts and becomes a martial saint, is there really anyone who can compare with him in the dragon bloodline system?

Maybe... there is.

Black King.

The death of the dragon emperor remains a mystery to this day.

The mixed-race scholars rummaged through ancient books and ruins, trying to piece together the information about the scaled claw with their eyes wide open, but they could never find the truth behind the death of the Black King.

There are indeed records saying that the four great monarchs held high their banners and conquered their emperor.

But is this really possible?

Apart from this, judging from the known information, the only one who can ignore the Black King's "Emperor's words" is the White King's Mian, who is suspected of being a dragon priest.

Scholars have never found any record of the four great monarchs being able to disobey the emperor's words and spirit.

Could it be said that they fought against the Black King under his orders?

What a joke!

Except, the Black King didn't use his "Emperor".

If it was the White King who overthrew the Black King in the records, it might still be understandable. After all, his personality was quite special, only half a stature lower than the Black King, and he could even vaguely rival him.

After all, the White King could not only ignore the emperor's words and spirits, but also bless his descendants, completely cutting off the Black King's clan.

But the four monarchs are different.

The dragon clan's extraordinary bloodline system presents an obvious pyramid structure. The source of all dragon blood, the most noble and powerful Black King, occupies the top of the tower. He splits into four great monarchs who occupy the second level. Below are They are dragons with the four bloodlines of earth, water, fire and wind. The next generation is the third generation and the fourth generation is the fourth generation. The base of the pyramid is the countless hybrids.

The closer the bloodline is to the source, the stronger the ability will be. This is a characteristic of extraordinary bloodline systems such as the Dragon Clan. They use the evolution of their own bloodline as a step forward. If no external force intervenes, the end of this road will be nothing more than achievement. The next black king.

As for the White King, his personality is very special. Mixed-blood scholars believe that it should not be included in the Black King pedigree. There may be another pyramid, and the top of this pyramid is the White King.

But who will be the second person in the White King's pedigree?

On the second level of the White King's pyramid, are there existences similar to bronze and fire, earth and mountains?

Of course, just like physics, theory always precedes experiment. The dragon genealogy conjecture put forward by hybrid scholars will always remain at the stage of hypothesis unless the true descendant of the White King is found.

But what is certain is that the Black King's status is definitely above the four monarchs.

You can tell from just one point.

The four great monarchs were directly born from the existence of the Black King.

In a sense, the Black King is both their father and their mother.

Some people even put forward a more radical conjecture, that is, the power of the four monarchs all comes from the Black King.

The dragon emperor not only gave life to his children, but also generously distributed authority and strength to the four children so that they could dominate the earth, sky and ocean.

…………

In other words, at the end of Kyushu Martial Arts, is the Black King?

The masters looked at each other.

Even if they live for nearly a hundred years, their hands will inevitably tremble at this moment.

I thought it was a miracle that S-class technology could solve the mental problems of hybrids.

Unexpectedly, their imagination was too conservative after all. The subject of transforming a human into a dragon, which has been studied for thousands of years in academic circles, turned out to be so ridiculous in front of Kyushu Martial Arts. When they were still thinking about how to safely cross the critical blood line, the S-class He has set his sights on the black emperor sitting on the highest throne.

No, that's not accurate.

How could they still not understand it now that the elective course is here?

The S-level didn't take the Dragon Clan's bloodline system seriously at all.

He didn't care about the Four Monarchs or even the Black King.

S-class is full of confidence in the martial arts path they are following.

Be steadfast.

But...it doesn't make sense.

Any mature technology is the product of countless trials and errors.

The S-level Kyushu martial arts is so perfect.

The various pile methods are as numerous as the stars and cannot be counted.

It is also clear that one should break through the barrier for promotion.

It was as if countless people had passed by one after another.

But here's the problem.

There is no record of Kyushu martial arts before S level.

Scholars have never found similar technology in history.

So where did S-level get the martial arts?

Many people had thoughtful looks in their eyes.

Lu Mingfei's classes are still continuing.

In fact, after introducing what Kyushu Martial Arts is, there is not much content left.

It is not possible to directly teach the pile method. The time has not come yet. At least we have to wait until the Kyushu branch is established. It is almost done. The progress of the three assessment conditions is gratifying. The signature Lu Mingfei has been submitted to Angers. Ten million US dollars. There is also a solution to the request. The only thing that is uncertain is the S-level merit, which can be exchanged for an A-level mission.

It is true that the Zhuang Technique cannot be taught for the time being, but this does not mean that this lesson ends here. It is good for mixed-race martial arts to have its own special physical bonus, but at the same time, there are also special crux here. Although You can practice Kyushu Martial Arts in any way, but if conditions permit, Lu Mingfei still hopes that they can have a good start and try not to leave any regrets in the foundation stage.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and he suppressed them for the time being. Lu Mingfei looked at Caesar.

"I said on Freedom Day, do you still remember? It's a pity that I have extraordinary strength but no extraordinary skills."

Caesar nodded.

"Come up."

Lu Mingfei waved.

Caesar smiled and went straight to the podium without hesitation.

"The foundation of my Kyushu martial arts is this method."

"Only when you have mastered your strength can you be called a beginner in martial arts."

Lu Mingfei grabbed Caesar's wrist, lifted it and pressed it.

"Look."

he reminded Caesar.

"This is Wu."

Caesar was confused at first, not knowing what Lu Mingfei was trying to do.

But he soon found out.

Caesar frowned deeply, thoughtfully.

"This is……"

"Power."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I have thought carefully about the secret book you mentioned that day. There is a technique that is perfect for you. However, it is somewhat unsightly to practice martial arts with your current body. You still have not fully mastered the power of the A-level hybrid. I I’ll teach you some basic boxing techniques first.”

He looked down the stage.

"The same goes for you. Come up one by one later and let me see which way to go and what the foundation is like. Buildings with tens of feet are built from the ground. This work of laying the foundation must not be careless."

Students should take it seriously.

"As for you."

Lu Mingfei turned back to Caesar.

"It stands to reason that you should choose the wind department, which is more in line with your physique."

"But compared to your personality, your physique is nothing."

"So, my opinion is, Junbu."

Caesar's heart moved, and he silently recited the name of this king twice, and suddenly a voice in his heart told him that this was it.

"It's my duty to introduce you to the industry. If I use this as a condition of transaction, I will look down on myself..."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Then I'll give you a good fortune."

His face straightened and he spoke calmly.

"Be still and keep your mind."

At this moment, Lu Mingfei naturally has the power to convince people.

It was as if every word that came out of his mouth was as heavy as a thousand stones and irresistible.

Caesar was not one to obey what was told, but he also knew his priorities clearly. He knew secretly that what was going to happen next was extremely important to him, so he curled his lips, but honestly followed the words of the S-class So I did.

It was at this moment when he calmly dismissed all distracting thoughts.

His eyes suddenly went dark.

The strong wind blew his blond hair.

Caesar opened his eyes blankly.

At this moment, disbelief filled his eyes.

The setting sun, the battlefield, and corpses everywhere.

Looking around, the two military formations were intertwined, and the sound of fighting was shocking.

But I saw clouds billowing like a white tiger in the sky above the military formation, roaring and roaring with an evil force.

On one side of the military formation, the cloud energy turned into a green dragon, fighting with the white tiger.

If you move your eyes slightly, you can see several terrifying battle groups. The collision of fists and feet actually changes the terrain, turning the hillsides into flat ground and rivers into lakes.

Caesar frowned.

He noticed one of the two most terrifying battle groups, which was a middle-aged man with long flowing sleeves and a general in strict armor.

This general, somehow, seemed familiar to Caesar.

"follow me."

As soon as Caesar turned his head, he saw Lu Mingfei waving to him.

They broke into the White Tiger Army's formation.

Seeing the long knife coming out of the soldier's hand, Caesar's pupils shrank, and he reached out to pull out his Dictado, but suddenly he failed.

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Mingfei pulled him.

In Caesar's wide-open eyes, the broadsword cut through his body and actually cut the small soldier behind him into two pieces.

Hot blood and something else flowed all over the floor.

He could even see the peach-like flesh beating rhythmically.

"Hurry up."

He saw Lu Mingfei's calm face.

It was as if this hell-like scene could not arouse the slightest emotion in this young man.

"My cultivation level is limited now. Fortunately, I practiced a little more on the method of nourishing my mind a while ago, so I can barely show you."

"But there is only one move."

The speed of the two of them was unusually fast.

In an instant, he was out of the military formation.

Caesar still couldn't hold it back and turned around.

The white tiger and the blue dragon are fighting in the sky.

The soldiers fell one after another.

"Oh, are you interested in this?"

Lu Mingfei glanced at it.

"Military killing formation."

He shook his head.

"They are all good kids."

Caesar is a little weird.

It is clear that the S-class who said this is only an eighteen-year-old boy, where does his old-fashioned attitude come from?

He wasn't given time to think.

Lu Mingfei took the lead and passed several battle groups in the blink of an eye.

Caesar noticed that when passing by the black-armored general, the S-class paused and glanced at him.

Yes!

Caesar suddenly understood.

Why did he feel that the black-armored general looked familiar?

Just because the feeling that person gave him was too similar to the S-class in front of him.

Although the temperaments of the two are very different, and the general's true appearance cannot be clearly seen in his armor, Caesar's intuition is so clear and strong.

So, what is this...

He looked at Lu Mingfei's back, and then at the general who was already suppressing people and beating him.

No, it's killing people.

The general received a sword from the old man, which passed through his left collarbone and broke through his back shoulder blade to the hilt of the sword.

A little bit different is the heart.

The general's figure remained the same, without shaking. At some point, he was holding the man's head in his hand.

How did you do it!

Caesar didn't see it clearly at all.

One second the enemy was fine, but the next second his body and head were missing.

The general did not rest after killing the enemy.

He pulled out the sword from his collarbone and threw it to the ground.

After just one look, he jumped up and rushed towards another battle group.

"arrive."

Lu Mingfei said.

In front of them were two people confronting each other.

"Stop it!"

the old man scolded.

"You are ruining this world!"

The young man opposite him threw his head up and laughed.

"You don't want to live in such a rotten world!",

The man draws his knife.

There is a certain depressive atmosphere hovering here.

Breathless.

"He is the little emperor."

Lu Mingfei pointed at the man with the sword drawn and said with a smile.

"You probably won't believe it. A few years ago, that guy was dressed like a scholar and looked extremely weak. Not to mention how inferior he was."

"Tsk, tsk, how long did it take?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the little emperor.

Caesar could read thousands of emotions in the S-class eyes at this moment.

"You brought me here just to see him?"

"Um."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"The practice of Junbu is different from others."

"He who is a king is the common ruler of the world, and he shepherds and protects all the people."

"Of course, the 21st century does not give you a stage to show off your skills."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Speaking of which, don't they all call you a natural leader?"

"Hey, I said leader."

Lu Mingfei pointed to the little emperor and showed it to Caesar.

"Have you never thought of becoming emperor?"

"Emperor?"

Caesar did not turn around for a moment.

"oh oh."

Lu Mingfei added.

"He is the emperor, he is the emperor."

Caesar's expression changed, and he was about to ask again.

Lu Mingfei pointed at his lips and shook his head.

he said softly.

"The road ahead will wait until you have established your strength first."

"As for now."

"Remember, I said I would give you a good fortune."

Lu Mingfei's eyes were shining.

"Look, fortune is here."

Caesar suddenly turned around and stared at the man who drew the sword.

The old man's reaction was almost the same as his.

"This is!"

The little emperor coughed up a mouthful of blood.

But he was laughing.

"I promised him that I would bring down all those who are on top."

"So."

Large mouthfuls of blood spurted from the mouth.

"I will move forward!"

"Anyone who stands in my way should die!"

The little emperor struck out with that knife.

The scholar back then is now the prince.

And, His Majesty the future emperor.

He said.

"Junbu. Waigang's unique skill!"

"Chaotianque!"

The old man ran away desperately.

Burning cultivation, burning energy and blood, desperate to escape.

But he desperately found that he was involuntarily flying towards the man's knife.

Just like that, the courtiers who met the emperor.

He tried to use the strength in his body to fight this man to the death.

However, no response.

Jinli Cultivation, who had always obeyed his advice, was completely unresponsive at this moment.

Just like that, the iron rule is that you are not allowed to wear a sword when you see your Majesty.

he died.

"Do you see clearly?"

Lu Mingfei, who looked a little pale, turned to ask Caesar.

Caesar didn't answer.

That sword, and the truth and truth contained in that sword, reappeared in his eyes again and again.

"Junbu, Chaotian Tower..."

he murmured.

Lu Mingfei nodded happily.

"This born leader is indeed not born out of thin air."

"very good."

"I have shown you the way forward."

"The kind of land you can reach in the future is all up to you."

Lu Mingfei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"This debt has been paid, between you and me."

"That's it."