Global High Martial Arts: My Martial Arts Skills Are Actively Cultivated

Lu Mengyue's eyes widened in shock.

She knew that Ning Chuan was strong, but she didn't expect it to be so strong.

Lu Wan is not the kind of Practitioner with a Realm.

She can serve as the Lu family's martial arts instructor, she has real materials and strong practical ability.

However, he didn't catch a single punch.

The rest of the younger generation of the Lu family were even more shocked because they were not psychologically prepared, and their eyes were dull.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy defeated the third rank Practitioner with one move.

The visual impact is too strong!

Simply scary!

You must know that people of this age group can become the first rank Practitioner, which is a great genius.

And Ning Chuan's combat power is at least comparable to that of the fourth rank Practitioner.

The Federation cannot say that there are no such people.

But under normal circumstances, it can only be seen on TV or the Internet.

"Lu Qingqing, didn't your dad say that Ning Chuan is a little worse than a Practitioner, you call this a little worse?!"

"Um... did my dad mean knights?"

"Lu Feiran, defeat Ning Chuan within ten strokes, what you said just now is very powerful, so don't hurry up now!"

"Let's say it first, I'm not afraid, I just have a sudden leg pain!"

Many people communicate with each other and have a clear understanding in their hearts.

No wonder Lu Zhan was willing to stand up for Ning Chuan against the Wei Consortium.

People deserve it!

At this time, Zhang Bingtie came back to his senses and didn't bother to trouble Ning Chuan. He hurried to his wife who fell to the ground and said, "Xiao Wan, are you alright."

"Tie... Brother Tie, help me kill him!"

"Give me his bones and break them one by one!"

Lu Wan's face was distorted and looked hideous.

Hearing this, Zhang Bingtie turned around and faced Ning Chuan with gloomy eyes.

Lu Mengyue took a step forward, her pretty face turned cold, and said, "Ning Chuan is an honored guest invited by my father and my grandfather. If you have the guts, try it!"

Zhang Bingtie froze, gritted his teeth and said, "Mengyue, Lu Wan is your aunt!"

Lu Mengyue said coldly: "What about my aunt, it's not a kiss.

Besides, it is normal to be injured in a competition.

You shot Ning Chuan, but it seems that my Lu family is furious and has no tolerance! "

Zhang Bingtie's face turned blue.

He and Lu Wan really didn't take care of this kind of thing.

opposite.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ning Chuan's mouth, and said, "If you want to fight, just say it, let's go, I'll play with you!"

For the next few days, he will live in Lu's house.

As for people like Lu Wan and Zhang Bingtie, he has seen a lot of them, and they don't know how to be afraid!

Just take this opportunity to solve it together.

Let them have a long memory.

Make trouble for him at the back of the province.

"Insanity!"

Zhang Bingtie's face was ugly.

Seeing that he was holding a war gun, Lu Mengyue thought for a while, and said, "Ning Chuan, don't start, I'll go back and get your war knife."

"It's okay."

Ning Chuan shook his head, walked to the weapon rack, pulled out a battle gun, and said, "I can use this."

Lu Mengyue was stunned when she saw this.

She had never seen Ning Chuan use a war gun.

Not surprisingly, it should be Ning Chuan's new learning during the Shanhai Talent Training Camp.

Otherwise, Ning Chuan would definitely carry a gun when facing Tianwu spy Zhao Weiping.

It's just that, for two months, it is difficult to become familiar with a weapon.

Did Ning Chuan also practice a martial art of marksmanship to a high level Realm?

Got an epiphany again?

Lu Mengyue's thoughts rose.

The battle on the field begins.

Zhang Bingtie was very cautious and did not rush to take action.

His own wife lost in one move. Although there is a careless factor, Ning Chuan's combat power should be comparable to the average fourth rank Practitioner.

However, Zhang Bingtie is not afraid.

He is the fourth rank high rank Practitioner and has a big advantage.

"It's useless to be careful!"

Ning Chuan's eyes narrowed, he swung his right arm violently, and threw a thunderbolt from the sky.

Chi!

The war gun quickly shot out, wrapped in a sharp wind sound, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Why is this flying gun thrown so high?"

Seeing this scene, many people, including Zhang Bingtie, were a little surprised.

The power looks quite strong.

But certainly no one will be hit!

The trajectory is at least a few dozen meters away!

"The point of your shotgun..."

Zhang Bingtie sneered, and before he finished his sarcastic words, he was drowned out by a violent explosion of thunder!

boom!

When the war gun that swept through the air arrived directly above Zhang Bingtie, it twisted suddenly, from horizontal to vertical, and the speed also skyrocketed, and it crashed.

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, it is like the fear of the sky, which is terrifying!

boom!

Many people did not see the trajectory of the war gun clearly, they only felt that the war gun was stuck in the ground as soon as they saw it.

The metal gun body was covered with bright red blood, which spread to the ground under the pull of gravity.

Zhang Bingtie's face was pale, and his entire arm was almost cut in half by the sharp gun blade, and the bones were deeply visible.

Fortunately, he is a Practitioner and can temporarily seal the wound with the force.

Otherwise, blood alone would be enough to kill him.

"What flying gun technique is this?!"

Zhang Bingtie was horrified.

Swish!

Ning Chuan's expression was icy cold. He didn't give Zhang Bingtie any time to rest. He cast Fengying 3000, and in an instant, he came to the front.

Zhang Bingtie resisted the pain and quickly stepped back.

Snapped!

When passing the war gun, Ning Chuan held it back with a backhand. With a crisp sound, he drew the war gun and slammed it down at Zhang Bingtie.

Kill the gods in five styles, open the mountain!

Woo!

The war gun slashed from a high altitude, the momentum was heavy, and the air waves were turbulent, as if it really had the potential to open a mountain!

Zhang Bingtie's eyes changed slightly, and he quickly took out his gun to resist. With a bang, the tiger's mouth burst, blood splashed, and he almost couldn't hold the gun.

The whole person was shocked and staggered back!

The audience was speechless when they saw it.

How strong is Ning Chuan?

The fourth rank high rank Practitioner doesn't seem to be much better, and he is still being beaten!

Ning Chuan is calm.

He knew in his heart that his own hard power was not that strong.

This is mainly because Zhang Bingtie's right arm was abolished by his punishment of the thunder of the sky, and he can only deal with it with one hand.

In addition, a considerable part of the original force in Zhang Bingtie's body has to be allocated to seal up the wound, and it cannot burst out.

"Destroy the city!"

Ning Chuan bullied him, and stabbed with a sharp shot, like a dragon going out to sea, swept through the air!

This martial art is known for its explosiveness, and it pays attention to penetration.

Boom!

Zhang Bingtie has a very high level of marksmanship. He waved his gun to resist, and used the tip of the gun to the tip of the gun, accurately resisting the incoming war gun.

But The next moment.

His left arm trembled violently, his skin cracked and blood oozing out.

The gun flew out immediately.

boom! boom! boom!

Ning Chuan kept moving and performed the five killing gods. Within a few moves, he shattered Zhang Bingtie's original force.

Then, a shot was swung out, smashing Zhang Bingtie out, falling beside Lu Wan, and fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"Yes... Did I miss the count? Guidance Zhang doesn't seem to have survived ten moves!"

A young man said in a trembling voice.

"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly, but I timed it, and the fight took less than half a minute from start to finish!"

"There is no hope of winning, and Guidance Zhang was pressed and beaten all the way!"

The scene was choppy.

Ning Chuan looked cold and cold, holding a gun, approaching Zhang Wensi step by step.

"You...what are you doing?!"

Zhang Wensi looked terrified and staggered back in fright.

"I didn't mess with you. I'm a child of the Lu family. If you do anything to me, you are insulting the Lu family!"

"You have to be filial."

Ning Chuan grinned and said, "Of course the family will be in order!"

When the words fell, he directly swung out the battle gun.

Zhang Wensi wanted to dodge, but there was a huge gap in strength. As soon as he lifted his foot, he was hit by a gun, flew more than ten meters away, and landed on his parents, causing Lu Wan and Zhang Bingtie to groan again in pain.

"Just let a hairy boy humiliate my Lu family like this, where are the guards!"

"Little bastard, wait to die!"

Lu Wan's expression was terrifying, she held on to the pain and cursed.

at this time.

A middle-aged man dressed as a butler walked into the martial arts arena.

His status seems to be very high, and everyone who sees him bows and salutes.

This person is Lu Cangyun's confidant.

Even Lu Wan restrained his anger and said, "Butler Bei, you are here just in time!

Ning Chuan, because of his strength and arrogance, seriously injured me and Bing Tie.

It's martial arts after all, so I don't blame him! "

Lu Wan squinted at Ning Chuan and said coldly, "However, my son Zhang Wensi, who didn't recruit him or provoke him, was beaten and fell to the ground.

This is a blatant humiliation of my Lu family!

I ask you to arrest him immediately and hand it over to the escort! "

"Miss Wan, I'm sorry I can't do anything."

Butler Bei shook his head and said sternly, "The owner has personally instructed, Mr. Ning Chuan, as long as you don't kill people, you can do whatever you want!"

The words fall.

The martial arts field fell silent.