"Dongdong--" A knock on the door came from outside the door, and Zhang Yunzhi shouted at the door again: "Uncle Lu, it's time to have supper."

Hearing Zhang Yunzhi's voice, Lu Xuan woke up slowly. He opened his eyes and looked out the window. He found that it was dark when he woke up.

After yawning, Lu Xuan sat up, put on his shoes, and walked towards the door.

After opening the door with a creak, Zhang Yunzhi looked at Uncle Lu, thinking about the fist he had been sweating profusely, and felt a little unbalanced again.

It’s really angering to compare people! [Doudou Novels] “Is it time for dinner?”

Lu Xuan asked.

Zhang Yunzhi nodded: "Well, Uncle Lu, we will have dinner in the restaurant tonight."

"Okay, it's okay if you don't say it. When you say it, I'm really hungry," Lu Xuan said with a grin.

I really ate and slept and ate—"Uncle Lu, do you don't have to practice martial arts every day?"

Zhang Yunzhi, who was walking in front, turned his head and asked.

Lu Xuan shook his head and said, "According to the truth, I should practice it, but I am very lazy and have not practiced it."

Zhang Yunzhi wanted to cry but no tears. Is this the reason for not practicing martial arts?

"Uncle Lu, I really envy you. You don't need to practice martial arts. You are still so powerful," Zhang Yunzhi said with envy.

Lu Xuan smiled and said nothing.

How could Zhang Yunzhi know that Lu Xuan’s way of practicing martial arts is completely different from his.

The so-called martial arts practice refers to training muscles and bones and practicing moves on weekdays. However, Lu Xuan’s martial arts practice is to improve his strength through actual combat.

Lu Xuan can't remember how many times he fought on the brink of life and death. This kind of battle with all his might can actually improve his strength faster.

Even, several times, Lu Xuan had suddenly broken through the bottle top through this method.

Under the stimulation of the desire to survive, it can best stimulate a person's potential.

However, such a life-and-death battle is terrible, as if standing on a cliff, the next step is a dense forest, and the next step is a deep abyss.

Who dares to use this method to improve his strength?

In fact, Lu Xuan didn't want to do this, but he had to face challenges of life and death again and again.

So when he heard Zhang Yunzhi envy him, Lu Xuan could only smile bitterly and say nothing, so it was hard to explain what.

It was already sunset and dusk. Most of the disciples in the martial arts hall had already returned home. There were only a few people in the huge Zhang martial arts hall.

At night, Zhang Yunzhi's mother also had dinner together. She was a beautiful woman with a charm. When she saw Lu Xuan's eating look, she was stunned.

Everyone has a feeling that if Lu Xuan stayed in the martial arts hall for a few more days, he would probably have to go bankrupt.

The night was getting darker and deeper. After lunch, Lu Xuan sat in the front yard, playing with his cell phone and smoking a cigarette in boredom. The foreign disciples Zhang Dongyun mentioned walked into the martial arts hall one after another.

But these people are not the target Lu Xuan is looking for.

A stranger came to the martial arts hall, and these foreign disciples looked at Lu Xuan curiously.

Finally, when a white man wearing a baseball cap and a sportswear appeared in front of Lu Xuan's eyes, Lu Xuan frowned, and then a sneer was placed on the corner of his lips.

On this white man, Lu Xuan felt a trace of bloody smell.

Even though the white man tried his best to hide his breath, Lu Xuan could still capture it.

"Felder, you're here!"

When the white man walked into the martial arts hall and came to the front yard, Zhang Dongyun walked up enthusiastically.

It can be seen that in Zhang Dongyun's heart, Feld is an extremely talented and outstanding disciple, and Zhang Dongyun likes him very much.

"master!"

Feld said with a smile in broken Chinese.

"You go and warm up first. Some people want to see how you fight Wing Chun," said Zhang Dongyun.

In fact, as soon as Feld walked into the martial arts hall, he noticed Lu Xuan's existence. However, Lu Xuan had been sitting quietly on a Grand Master's chair, and did not let Feld notice anything.

"Is it him?"

Feld looked at Lu Xuan and asked.

Zhang Dongyun nodded and said, "Well, don't look at him as young as he is better than your master!"

"—"Feld was shocked. He knew how powerful his master was. His master was a martial arts master, but how old is this man?

"Impossible," Feld said in shock.

Zhang Dongyun said angrily: "Can you lie to you, your master?"

Feld dared not object to it—Zhang Dongyun waved to Lu Xuan and said, "Brother Lu, come here."

Lu Xuan had been waiting for Zhang Dongyun to call him. When he heard Zhang Dongyun's words, he got up and walked over.

When Lu Xuan walked to Zhang Dongyun and Feld, Zhang Dongyun introduced: "Brother Lu, this is the foreign disciple I mentioned to you. His name is Feld. He is a very talented young man. I am going to accept him as an inner disciple."

Inner disciple?

It would be amazing if a vampire learned the strongest killing moves in Wing Chun.

Lu Xuan thought in his heart.

Hearing the master's words, a sinister look flashed in Feld's eyes, but it flashed and Lu Xuan could not even notice it.

However, Lu Xuan already knew his identity and slowly played with him.

Zhang Dongyun said to Feld again: "Felder, his surname is Lu, you can call him Master Lu. If he can give you a move and half, you will definitely benefit a lot."

"Is that so good," Feld said happily.

The joy on Feld's face was not pretended.

Unfortunately, the happier Feld is, the more desperate he will be later.

"Master Lu, I'm going to be ugly later," Feld said with his fist.

Lu Xuan smiled and said nothing.

"Let's go to the martial arts training ground!"

As he said that, Zhang Dongyun led Lu Xuan and Feld to a room full of wooden stakes, and Zhang Yunzhi also followed him.

At this moment, Feld walked to a wooden stake, took a deep breath, set off his posture, and began to use Wing Chun fist to hit the wooden stake.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-" The wooden stakes were hit by crackling sounds, and Feld's moves were all flowing.

Lu Xuan has to admit that Feld does have the talent to practice martial arts.

At this moment, Lu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because Lu Xuan could see that Feld did not use all his strength to hit the wooden stakes. If Feld used his real power, he could break the wooden stakes with one blow.

The power he possesses is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

After a beautiful blow, Feld withdrew his fists, slowly let out a breath, turned around and walked towards Zhang Dongyun, and smiled and said, "Master, how did I hit him?"

"The fight is getting better and better," Zhang Dongyun smiled with great relief: "Brother Lu, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!