Chapter 1318 Of Course It’s Me! Could It Be Lin Nian?

Even Caesar Gattuso had to admit that the appearance of this "S" class was indeed very stylish. This look was so concave that it could be published in Time magazine. It was estimated that after the end of the day of freedom, the news department would be able to see the snapshots on the Night Watcher Forum.

Whether he admitted it or not, the "S" class had definitely overwhelmed everyone after this enrollment. Both Caesar Gattuso and Chu Zihang had to be severely stepped on by this mysterious "S" class freshman.

However, neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang cared about these things. They only cared about one thing, that is, whether the "S" class was really as strong as the rumors said, so strong that even Kassel College, that Hilbert Jean Ange, and even the school board behind him had to bow their heads and compromise.

Caesar drew out the Dick Tudo, and the hunting knife rang in the wind. Chu Zihang on the side also drew out the Murasame. The slender Japanese sword was so bright that it was even a little black under the sunlight, which was extremely dazzling.

A gunshot rang out, and Caesar and Chu Zihang looked up at the bell tower at the same time. The one who fired the gun was the sniper of the Student Union, Chen Motong. As a long-range fire support, she seemed to have not yet completed her exit.

Then the two of them saw a rather exaggerated scene in their peripheral vision. Lu Mingfei, standing on the top of the ruins of the marble pillar, shook his hand at a speed that was hard to see clearly. Under the direct sunlight, the arc cut by the black steel dagger was like a glimpse of the black moon shadow. A blood-red mist flower exploded directly on his side, dotted with a red arc on the black moon.

"It's quite exaggerated." Caesar gave a fair evaluation.

"I have used up all the bullets I brought, and it's up to you next." Nono's voice came from the radio. The ammunition reserves beside her on the top of the tower had run out. It was obvious that Lu Mingfei had been shot many times in the previous chaos, but the other party avoided it or found a cover with a ghostly perception.

Lu Mingfei also noticed the arrival of Caesar and Chu Zihang, and his eyes were pulled back from the end of the sun. The expression on his face remained unchanged, still silent and thoughtful.

Here it is again, that expression.

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei's face and remained silent.

"It has come to this point, is there anything that has been bothering you?" Caesar stood ten meters away from the ruins, smoking a Dick Tudo, squinting his eyes to avoid the sun, and looking directly at Lu Mingfei.

"Nothing. If you want to fight, just end it quickly. I have other things to do after school." Lu Mingfei swiped his right foot, and the box of the tactical nuclear bomb rolled down from the ruins.

"I'll ask you one more question before the fight. It doesn't matter if you don't answer." Caesar looked up at Lu Mingfei and said, "Where did you learn those skills for fighting on the battlefield? Have you ever been on a real battlefield before?"

"No skills, I just kept thinking that I couldn't fall here and waste time, I just had to survive." Lu Mingfei grabbed the two daggers in his hand and spun them gently a few times. He looked down at Caesar and Chu Zihang who were ready for battle. He still felt a strange and absurd feeling unnaturally, but he quickly dispelled this feeling, took a deep breath and said lightly, "If you want to fight, hurry up, I really have something important to do."

"If you have something to do, it can't be choosing a concubine?" Caesar rarely took the initiative to throw out a joke.

"Choosing a concubine?" Lu Mingfei was obviously stunned, "Then you come?"

Caesar choked, it was obvious that the other party thought that "choosing a concubine" was not the same as the "choosing a concubine" he teased.

But it doesn't matter.

Caesar pulled up Dick Tuduo and walked towards the ruins, while Lu Mingfei on top also jumped off the ruins and slid onto the flat ground, spreading his hands with the two daggers he had picked up and walked over.

When the distance between the two was shortened to five meters, Caesar took a big step forward, and his sea-blue eyes covered by golden pupils no longer had any jokes or slackness, and were filled with the sharpness of an eagle! When Dick Tuduo's hunting knife was swung with all his strength, the air made a heavy whistling sound. If Lu Mingfei dared to take the two black steel daggers head-on, the end result would be that they would break and break!

Lu Mingfei was not prepared to compete the strength of the black steel and alchemical swords. He did not close his hands, which were originally spread out, but raised them to the middle line to maintain the movement of his arms open. He stared at the somewhat stunned Caesar with his sword wide open. When the blade was less than ten centimeters away from his forehead, even Caesar Gattuso was ready to actively retract his strength, his hands clapped together like lightning, and the two palms holding the dagger exerted force to directly clamp Dick Tuduo, forcing it to stop in front of him.

Even Caesar Gattuso was shocked for a moment. He had learned to snatch a blade with bare hands, but no matter which sword-snatching technique, it would not be like this. It is completely based on reaction and strength to gamble with life, but the outrageous thing is that the other party won the bet!

Caesar thrust his legs forward, exerting his strength from the ground, and twisted the hand holding the handle upwards in a lever-like manner, trying to pull the clamped blade out of Lu Mingfei's hand. However, he suddenly realized that his decision was wrong, because he could not move the blade an inch even with all his strength. Dick Tuduo was like being welded to the iron platform by a hydraulic press!

Lu Mingfei released the two daggers in his hands while clamping Dick Tuduo, and the daggers naturally fell down. When they fell close to the knees of both parties, he raised his foot and kicked, accurately kicking the root of the handle of the falling dagger!

Caesar gave up Dick Tuduo, released his hand and retreated violently, while leaning sideways to avoid the two daggers flying towards his thighs, and opened the mixed martial arts posture the moment he stood firm.

When he thought Lu Mingfei would use Dick as a weapon to chop him, he found that the opponent dropped the hunting knife he had taken as soon as his hand loosened. He rushed to close the distance, half jumped up and bent his right elbow with the help of the half-rotation of his body. Three times of Baji Beng elbows hit Caesar's raised hands to block. Every time the exaggerated force fell, Caesar took a big step back.

The third Baji Beng elbow broke Caesar's block. He turned his body left and stepped up with his right foot. While the right elbow was retracted, the left palm directly pierced Caesar's throat.

There was a cold wind coming from the lower body. Lu Mingfei raised his right foot and stepped back Caesar's crotch kick.

The left palm pressed down and the right fist that was fully charged was thrown, but Caesar desperately turned his head to avoid it. Although the right fist missed, it had already cut into the inside line. In an instant, the palm was like a whip and lashed at the opponent's neck artery.

Caesar's eyes were obviously darkened. Lu Mingfei's left palm, which had just been pressed down, turned into a fist again and raised it to hit the face, forcing Caesar, who was in a daze, to tilt his head to reveal the flaw on the other side of his neck. He used the same palm to pull down the artery fiercely, and finally put his hands together and pushed. Caesar, whose brain was deprived of oxygen and blood, flew out.

Bajiquan·Hezishou.

Chu Zihang watched Caesar fly past him and recognized the technique that landed on Caesar.

He took Tai Chi as an elective course in the college, and also slightly involved Baji. He had to admit that Lu Mingfei's Bajiquan was also the best among the best among the people he knew.

He inserted the Murasame in his hand into the ground, took a step forward, and made the starting posture of Tai Chi.

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment after looking at his appearance, and then also made the starting posture of Tai Chi.

The two took two steps forward until their wrists touched each other. Chu Zihang understood that the other party wanted to compete with him in Tai Chi Push Hands. This is a two-person bare-handed confrontation exercise in Tai Chi. The upper limbs and torso are used as the attacking parts, and the techniques such as "peng, liu, ji, an, cai, lie, zhou, kao" are used to achieve the purpose of borrowing and exerting force to make the opponent lose balance.

Push Hands is the transmission and feedback of information. In the process of information output and feedback, the accuracy of control and counter-control is constantly adjusted. The purpose of control and counter-control is achieved through the reciprocating transmission of information.

There are also high and low levels in Push Hands. There are basically three levels. The low level is skin perception transmission, the middle level is aura induction transmission, and the high level is mind transmission. Master Chen, who taught Chu Zihang Tai Chi, has reached the level of mind transmission. He, a genius in Master Chen's mouth, has also touched the level of aura induction transmission at a young age.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang's breathing changed at the same time, from chest breathing to even, gentle, and rhythmic abdominal breathing, which is the most conducive breathing method for Tai Chi, and can better find the rhythm and exert force.

Chu Zihang responded to all changes with the same attitude, waiting for Lu Mingfei to reach out and grab his elbow and forearm. As long as Lu Mingfei exerted force forward, he could turn the passive situation into the main one - the world was spinning, and Chu Zihang turned half a circle and flew backwards. He suddenly straightened his waist and did a bridge, with his legs hard against the ground to support himself, and then rotated his body to remove the complex force on his hands.

"Awesome." Lu Mingfei grabbed Chu Zihang's wrist and praised him sincerely after he straightened himself.

"Who is the master who taught you Tai Chi?" Even Chu Zihang, a killer who was quiet and ruthless in fighting, could not help asking questions when he encountered an extremely incomprehensible situation.

In his impression, there were probably no more than one master in the world who could teach Tai Chi to this level. Forget folk masters, there are only a few Tai Chi masters with names and surnames, all of whom are recorded as living gods. Anyone who can surpass them is basically an old man who can open a school and accept disciples.

The one who taught Chu Zihang Tai Chi was Master Chen, a temporary assistant specially hired by Kassel Academy. It took a lot of effort for Kassel Academy to invite this master down from the hidden mountain of Longhu Mountain.

Chu Zihang, who learned the real thing of Lin Yu from Master Chen, came to comment on Lu Mingfei's move. He could only say that he felt powerless when he was fighting with the master. That was the level that only people who played Tai Chi to the Hunyuan realm touted by the people could achieve. It was incredible to see it in the hands of the boy in front of him.

No matter how strong Lu Mingfei's bloodline was and how rich his practical experience was, some things could not be achieved without inheritance and teaching. This is the law of nature, just like you are gifted, but no one teaches you a systematic mathematical system. You can't go from the multiplication table to advanced mathematics in just 18 years.

A sense of separation came naturally, and Chu Zihang felt the strangeness of Lu Mingfei.

"My master? Why, your academy didn't go to the orthodox school to learn from them? They are the best at teaching Chinese martial arts, right?" Lu Mingfei asked unexpectedly as he watched Chu Zihang get ready again.

"Orthodox? What's that?" Here they come again, some inexplicable words.

"I see, it's nothing, just treat me as nonsense. If you insist on talking about the master, Lin Nian and I both learned Tai Chi from Master Yue." Lu Mingfei sighed softly, "Brother, do you mind lying down for a while? I still have to go through the admission training process, and time is a bit tight. I don't have time to delay here anymore."

Chu Zihang didn't have time to ask who Master Yue was, and what did he mean by no time to delay. The complex force in his hand entangled him again.

He tried to stand firm and resist, but the gap in weight and skill level was too exaggerated. He was shaken straight and dragged on the ground like a noodle. He couldn't stand up and was kicked in the side of his face where the trigeminal nerve was located.

Before he lost consciousness, he saw Lu Mingfei looking into the distance in his peripheral vision. This seemed to have become a habit for this boy.

Chu Zihang always felt unreal when he saw his profile, as if he was from another world. Any sight that intended to see his true face could not penetrate that layer of mystery. It was like watching a fight in the clouds.