Volume 1: Wulin Chapter 20 Come on, let’s fight!
However, the moment Lu Bai turned around, he was not greeted with teasing ridicule.
Instead, it was a long spear that was stabbing straight towards Lu Bai's face, and there was not even any sound at the moment it stabbed.
In just a moment, the tip of the gun was in front of Lu Bai's head, and it seemed that it could pierce Lu Bai's head in an instant.
Even if Lu Bai's body was twice as hard as before, he would not be able to withstand being pierced by a spear of this strength.
This group of people had obviously seen Lu Bai pulling the horse from a distance. Knowing that Lu Bai was not someone to be trifled with, they used some light words to relax Lu Bai's vigilance, and then killed him silently in an instant.
If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have really fallen for it.
"It's a pity that these are all left over by your Grandpa Lu!"
Lu Bai tilted his head, and the spear brushed past his neck and was then clamped by his neck.
At the same time, a stream of water spurted out of his mouth.
The man who was riding on the horse and stabbed with the spear wanted to shake off the spear in his hand, but he felt it tighten, and then a slightly fragrant breath came to his face, and his eyes and nose hurt, as if he was hit by a straight punch.
Then he felt a surge of power from a giant beast coming from the spear in his hand. The gun he had held for ten years just slipped away from his hand.
A whistling sound was heard. He was very familiar with this sound. It was the sound of a spear being swung.
He had been practicing spear since he was young, and in the first ten years, he had made some progress in spearmanship and became a well-known master at the time, so he changed to this spear made by a famous master.
From then on, he never let go of his gun.
But after five years, he felt that his ability to use a gun could not be improved any further.
So from then on, he began to specialize in the study of silent guns. The spear stabbed out rapidly but without making any sound.
It seems like I haven't heard this kind of gunfire for a long time.
"I seem to have lost something..."
The head flew up , and Lu Bai swung the spear to shake off the blood on it, then turned his hand and stabbed it into the body of another person next to him.
"Ah!" Then Lu Bai shouted angrily, and used both hands to raise the spear in a smooth arc. The man on the horse was lifted up and smashed towards another person.
In this way, the formation of the cavalry was thrown into chaos, and while scaring the horses, he pulled back, picked up the third young master with one hand, and with the other hand slung the spear across his body, thrusting the tip of the spear into the ground, and then turned it to lift it up.
Sand, gravel, mud and snow were flying everywhere like the sharpest hidden weapons.
Lu Bai threw the young master aside, held up his spear, and his eyes gradually became heated.
"dismount!"
Someone shouted that the horse was frightened and would become a hindrance in this situation.
These people are also very brave and cannot be compared with ordinary people.
You know, before in the Black Tiger Village, there were twenty or thirty fighters, but Lu Bai only killed five or six of them and the enemy was defeated.
The remaining ones who begged for mercy, fled, or even betrayed him turned Lu Bai's behavior from fighting to massacre.
Now, this group of people, about ten in number, had three of them killed by Lu Bai first, but the rest did not flee on horseback, but dismounted and continued to fight. This was already very remarkable.
Lu Bai also admires people with such a strong will to fight.
Lu Bai is not very good at using a gun, and basically uses it as a stick, but of course, it is essentially a flying brick.
You just need to know some basic moves, and the rest is just to throw it hard.
The same is true of Lu Bai's boxing.
Lu Bai also practiced those so-called boxing routines, and then he found that he was not suitable for that kind of thing.
Modern boxing techniques, after being refined by generations, are mostly based on sophistication.
Each move in the routine, how to exert force and power, how to maximize the effectiveness of force and power.
But there is no way to do this. There are no supernatural powers in modern society. Although there are differences in talents between people, as long as they master the correct methods and are willing to exercise seriously, the physical differences will not be too big.
There are not many people with talents like Lu Bai, so most people can only pursue skills.
Then practice to the extreme, and achieve a little bit of magic.
Lu Bai has no talent for technical stuff, so he doesn't pursue any skills. He just relies on his physical fitness and doesn't care about any routines, he just fights.
Of course, when it comes to fighting, Lu Bai's talent is still good.
However, talent is different from giftedness. Giftedness is innate, just like Lu Bai's dragon-like blood, but talent needs to be realized. How to realize it?
"Of course it's a fight!" Lu Bai rushed forward with a gun.
All those people also dismounted and communicated briefly and quickly.
"It's Blood Monk Lu Bai, a master of external skills!"
"Don't let him get close to you, keep your distance!"
Lu Bai moved forward and they retreated, but their eyes were always fixed on Lu Bai.
The scene suddenly became a little funny, like a group of crabs, hunched over, with their upper bodies motionless, but their lower bodies moving left and right, forward and backward following Lu Bai's movements.
A group of people left traces in the snow.
But beneath the comedy, there is a battle of the heart and spirit.
Warriors are also human beings, and no one has a body made of steel, at least not now.
If you are hit, you will be injured; if you are stabbed, you will die.
Lu Bai can withstand some punches, kicks and sticks, but he still has to dodge if he encounters sharp weapons.
In this situation, you need to look for opportunities and flaws of the opponent in constant movement.
You need to be cautious every time you make a move, otherwise the next moment may be fatal.
In this kind of struggle, the mental pressure is very great and the mind must be highly concentrated.
Originally, the people on the other side had the advantage. They had more people, and Lu Bai had to pay attention to more things.
On the other hand, Lu Bai is alone, and so many eyes staring at him can bring him great pressure.
But as the stalemate progressed, Lu Bai seemed to become more and more excited, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.
He seemed to feel no pressure, or rather, he enjoyed the pressure brought by this life-and-death battle.
Affected by that smile, I felt dazed for a moment and my steps became disordered.
It was at that moment that Lu Bai moved.
There was a bloody aura floating around his body, like a swimming dragon, or like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
The blood burning method!
The spear cleared the way, and then the body rushed forward.
The opponent's steps became disordered, and the formation that had been maintained well became a little messy.
The spear pierced into the gap, separating the crowd, and then a whistling sound was heard.
The next moment, Lu Bai's figure appeared in front of him. A bloody shadow occupied everything. He instinctively raised his knife and chopped.
But I felt something was empty in my hands, and the feeling was not right!
No! It's not the feel that's wrong! It's the hand that's wrong!
The moment he fell, he saw his twisted limbs.
As the ground was trampled, mud and melted snow mixed with new things.
