Seeing Lu Jing holding the whistle stick, Xiao Yi actually didn't think there was any big problem.
Even if Lu Jing lost all his inner strength, he would definitely not just surrender. He would definitely struggle, but it would be useless in front of the six of them.
This is what Xiao Yi thinks in his heart.
So I heard him shout loudly, "Grandpa, I gave the poison!" and rushed towards Lu Jing.
Before leaving, Song Zhongwen had told him that he wanted to keep Lu Jing alive. First, he wanted to use Lu Jing to bait his master and solve this big hidden danger. Second, Song Zhongwen wanted Lu Jing to fully feel the pain of losing his martial arts. He was willing to kill Lu Jing just like that.
In Song Zhongwen's words - this is too cheap for him. I want to keep him alive, but I still want to use him for more fun.
Therefore, Xiao Yi and the other six people did not bring any sharp weapons this time. Two of them held maces, two held sticks, and one held a whip. As for Xiao Yi himself, he was simply empty-handed.
He had practiced a set of boxing techniques, which could come in handy now.
Xiao Yi didn't have any objections to this arrangement, because if a peerless master like Lu Jing still had internal strength, cats and dogs like them, even if they came with magic weapons, would still give heads to add to the arsenal on the opposite side.
And if Lu Jing loses his internal strength, these blunt weapons will be enough to deal with him.
In fact, his punch hit Lu Jing's chest.
As a result, Lu Jing looked at him with an even weirder look.
Mainly, Lu Jing really didn't expect that the six guys who came to the door were so respectful. They didn't even bring a knife. It was like they came here specially to give him experience.
He was previously worried that some of the next visitors would be experts, so he asked Gu Caiwei to set up a table like this, put on the gold bellyband and sit here, planning to deceive the opponent with a big move.
But now it seems that he is simply overly worried. The weapons of these six people are not good, and their martial arts seem to be very sparse. They must not have become good yet. The only thing they can do is their inexplicable self-confidence.
On the other hand, Lu Jing, after these days of life-threatening training, has mastered the Crazy One Hundred and Eight Staff all the way to the 41st form.
Of course, even the first forty-one moves are still far from being fully mastered, but they can already handle some low-end games.
As early as before a cup of tea, Lu Jing had already waited for his internal energy to be refreshed.
Just as he had expected, the refreshed internal force just moved in reverse direction and easily opened the sealed acupoints, which further stimulated Lu Jing's determination to get the prescription.
Damn, this stuff smells so good!
It simply existed specifically to solve the current problems in his body.
While waiting for Xiao Yi and others to take action, Lu Shaoxia, who was watching the dishes being served, secretly signaled to Amu, who was waiting on the laurel tree.
He said that after seeing the opponent's lineup, he felt good again, and asked Amu to hang up with peace of mind, and let's see how he gains experience.
Amu naturally had no objection to this arrangement, so he sat down on the treetop and swung his two small legs leisurely.
Lu Jing, on the other hand, couldn't wait to pick up the whistle stick that he found out from somewhere and stood up from the stool.
This was his second non-beating active battle after entering the martial arts world, and the three Sanhutang thugs he defeated in the first battle were not technically considered to be members of the martial arts world.
Therefore, it is not a bad idea to say that this is Lu Jing's maiden battle. He also wants to use this battle to test his gains during this period and to measure his current strength.
When Lu Jing saw Xiao Yi's punch coming, he secretly shouted that it was a good punch, and then he also raised his whistle stick to meet him.
In terms of shooting speed alone, Lu Jing was actually not as good as Xiao Yi, who had practiced hard for many years, but he still took advantage of the length of the stick and hit Xiao Yi's arm first.
Of course, this is inseparable from Xiao Yi's own ignorance.
Seeing Lu Jing's stick coming, Xiao Yi didn't panic at all, and it could be seen from the speed of Lu Jing's movements that this was definitely not the level that a peerless master should have.
That's it? Xiao Yi thought to himself.
It was obvious that the young man opposite him had lost the amazing internal strength that he was proud of, and now he was just struggling to his death relying on his previous hard training.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yi finally made up his mind. He mobilized his inner strength and planned to resist. He believed that as long as he could withstand the weakness of the opponent... next, huh?
The next moment, there was a click in Xiao B's ear, and then the expression on his face froze.
His right arm was actually broken by the stick.
And Xiao Yi himself was slapped to the point of being stunned.
Lu Jing can't take the initiative to mobilize the massive internal power in his Dantian, but he has no choice. Who knows that he has too much wealth? Even if he has only practiced martial arts for more than 20 days, if he picks out a little bit, at least there are no martial arts people below the third rate. Fa just resisted, and Lu Jing was making rapid progress every day.
However, it was still a bit unexpected for him to be able to achieve success in his first shot.
That's it?
After giving Xiao Yi a big gift package for fractures, Lu Jing couldn't help but feel a little swollen, thinking to himself, could I be a hidden staff wizard?
But as the remaining five people arrived and took action, they helped Lu Shaoxia realize the reality.
Lu Jing hurriedly followed the footwork recorded in Turbulent Waves, barely dodging the oncoming whip, and used the whistle stick in his hand to hold up the incoming mace.
As for the remaining mace and two sticks, Lu Jing just avoided the head, and then shamelessly used his body to catch them.
So the three people who hit him vomited blood and flew out.
The remaining two people holding the mace and the whip couldn't help but be shocked. Lu Jing took advantage of their minds to be shocked and did not make a sneak attack. Instead, he hit Xiao Yi with a broken arm. I broke Xiao B's leg again.
The expression on Xiao Yi's face is also very exciting, like why is it me again?
Lu Jing's mind was very clear.
This man was obviously the leader of this group of masked men, and he had previously admitted that the poison was his, so it was acceptable for Lu Jing to let the others go, but this man could never be let go.
What happened next was better than Lu Jing imagined. He struck out quickly with the stick, so when he turned around, he could still entangle another person, that is, the guy closest to him who held the mace.
There was nothing fancy about Lu Jing's moves, he just used the starting position as a head stick seven times in a row.
He forced the person holding the mace to confront him head-on. In the end, he knocked the weapon out of the other person's hand and hit that person in the head with another stick.
At this time, the last person had already reached the courtyard wall and started to climb up. He was about to lose track of him.
However, Lu Jing suddenly felt blessed and remembered the last move of the Crazy Demon's One Hundred and Eight Staffs - Don't leave, the thief!
He had only seen the posture and force of this move, but had never practiced it at all. However, now he couldn't help but transfer his inner strength to his hands, then dropped the whistle stick, picked up the mace on the ground, and threw it out.
I saw the mace spinning in the air and drawing an arc, and finally accidentally hit the man on the wall on the shoulder, causing him to scream and fall down again.
On the other hand, Lu Jing himself was stunned. Is this okay? It seems that I have to play Guan Pu when I go out on the street tomorrow. I can’t waste this rare luck.
