Global Cataclysm: My Martial Arts Practice Automatically

Chapter 205 The Fear Of Being Dominated

The two reached a verbal agreement, and Sangbo Singh finally had no worries, but he still carefully put on his posture.

"Melee combat?" Lu Chong got interested when he saw it.

I have long heard that the method of melee combat in India is unique, and I can experience it today.

Let Sangbo Singh get close, until the opponent kicked his legs like a whip and attacked with the attached qi, Lu Chong just saw the move and performed the 18-style melee move of the hob.

boom!

A real collision, Lu Chong remained motionless.

On the other hand, Nasangbo Singh, although he failed to shake Lu Chong, did not flinch. Instead, he was like a flexible long snake, twisting his body, taking off Lu Chong's strength.

At the same time, Sambo Singh's body surface was covered with golden light, rebounded with stronger force, and smashed Lu Chong's chest with his head as a hammer.

"It is the true meaning of body and the true meaning of power!" Lu Chong was pleasantly surprised.

Unexpectedly, in the moves of this Indian player, I felt the rare true meaning of body and true meaning of strength.

Thinking of the flexibility of the opponent's body beyond the scope of normal humans, Lu Chong reacted.

The martial arts of this Indian country are probably mainly concentrated in these two aspects, especially body refining.

Realizing this, Lu Chong hurriedly changed his moves, displaying martial arts such as the golden bell jar and the seal of turning over the mountain, to compete with the opponent.

"Practice makes perfect the true meaning of the body, learn from and deduce, if you have insight, it will be slightly improved."

"Practice makes perfect the true meaning of power, learn from deductions, if you have insight, it will be slightly improved."

A pleasant reminder quickly appeared in his mind, and Lu Chong was even more delighted, "Looking for this player from India is really an unexpected reward."

The two punched and kicked, most of which were melee tactics, or confronted each other with body protection methods, or competed with each other with fists and kicks.

Although Sangbo Singer's moves are strange and changeable, his style is very different from Huaxia Wuxue.

But nothing changes. Lu Chong is proficient in all kinds of martial arts. He will soon find a way to restrain himself. He can even use his own way to heal his own body, which is more subtle than Sambo Singh. .

After hundreds of tricks like this, Sangbo Singh was close to exhaustion, and Lu Chong could not feel the improvement of the true meaning of the two martial arts.

Lu Chong didn't hit Sangbo Singer ruthlessly, he closed his hands in time, clasped his fists and said, "I'll accept it."

Sangbo Singh looked at Lu Chong, who didn't even shed a drop of sweat, and fell to the ground in admiration.

"Thank you Mr. Lu Chong for your kindness."

Lu Chong smiled slightly, "This is still yours, remember our agreement, I will wait at the top of the 70th hill."

After speaking, Lu Chong turned and left in a dashing manner.

He didn't capture Sambo Singh's eye of the storm.

As for No. 70, no one dared to occupy the magpie's nest while Lu Chong left.

When he returned to the top of the mountain, Lu Chong noticed that his true power had increased by one percentage point.

Although the true meaning of the body is less than 1%, it has indeed improved.

"A total of 28 players from India have landed on the island. If they all come to challenge me, it may raise my body's true meaning to a new level."

"Even if it doesn't reach the Heavenly Rank, it's almost the same, not to mention that there is a Martial King of India behind."

Lu Chong is still very concerned about the true meaning of the body.

The true meaning of this martial arts represents the pure strength and tenacity of the physical body, as well as the defensive power of the body protection.

Only when the defense is strong to a certain level can he stand up in a really high-intensity battle, and then have the power to counterattack.

In short, the true meaning of the eight major martial arts, no one can fall, otherwise it will form a short board.

Seeing that Lu Chong didn't make another ruthless move, and returned to Eye of the Storm No. 70, those players who were watching him silently, couldn't help but secretly relieved.

"Today's Lu Chong seems to have a better temper." The players thought in unison.

On the fifth day, Sambo Singh did not miss his appointment, and Lu Chong really waited for the challenge of other Indian players.

Moreover, Sambo Singh was very thoughtful, sending a person every half an hour to leave enough time for Lu Chong to communicate.

Anyway, it's just martial arts exchanges, and it won't flow out the inheritance, which is not a taboo for Sangbo Singer.

The high-caste strong in India have high prestige and influence in their own country, and ordinary people do not dare to disobey.

After this day, Lu Chong's true meaning of power and true meaning of body can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

Under the rising tide, even his high-ranking middle-ranked man has directly entered Dacheng.

The true meaning of power

The true meaning of the body

Unrivaled

...

"The true meaning of the body is not far away from evolving to the heavenly rank." Lu Chong said secretly.

However, the Indian players can no longer learn from it for the time being, and Lu Chong has to find a new opponent.

"The ninjas in R country, except for Ichiro Yamamoto, I haven't contacted them yet."

Thinking of this, Lu Chong got up again after the night fell on this day, and took advantage of his challenge today to find Ichiro Yamamoto.

At this moment, Ichiro Yamamoto, who was staying in the No. 77 storm eye and practicing low-key, saw Lu Chong coming straight to him, and the whole person was almost depressed.

The painful lesson of the last time is still vivid in his mind, and he feels pain all over his body when he thinks of it now.

"Lu Chong-kun, I admit that I am not your opponent." Yamamoto Ichiro looked directly at Lu Chong who came from the mountain, and said carefully.

"I also apologize to you for my previous recklessness."

"I hope you can forgive me." Yamamoto Ichiro said sincerely.

He really doesn't want to fight with Lu Chong right now. He is certain to be defeated. The key is that he will end up badly, and it will also affect his cultivation.

Lu Chong thought for a while, but instead of doing it, he said coldly: "Tomorrow, invite other ninjas to come over and learn from me, and I will let you go for the time being."

This is his real purpose. After all, it doesn't make much sense to beat this guy again.

Yamamoto Ichiro was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said, "Okay, Mr. Lu Chong, I promise you, I will do it for you."

Lu Chong turned around and left, shifted his target, and headed straight for another hill.

Yamamoto Ichiro lowered his head and did not look up at Lu Chong, but those small eyes were full of humiliation and hatred.

"One day, I will make you pay the price...the price of life." Yamamoto Ichiro felt ruthless in his heart.

Lu Chong didn't know if Ichiro Yamamoto's submission was sincere, but he didn't care either.

If it wasn't for the regulations here, he would have already killed him, would he still wait until now?

Soon, Lu Chong climbed another hill and saw Park Zhenhai with a panicked face, showing a kind smile.

"You, why are you looking for me again?" Park Zhenhai also recalled the fear of being mummified.

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