Of course, Luo Yu would not accept such a disciple for no reason. What’s more important is that he is not the “Shixian” who is above the sixth stage of Taekwondo that Gong Simao guessed!

Even though he relied on that incredible perception, he directly analyzed all the secret leg techniques that Gong Simao had used, and even he himself followed the essence of the power, and mastered some of the unknown most fundamental secrets, in essence, Luo Yu was still just a Bai Ding with different martial arts.

Unlike the "information loading" that directly copy everything and integrates the knowledge, skills and experience that people have mastered, the techniques that he only barely learned with "perception" have only turned into a trace of instinct. He didn't know all about the cumbersome taekwon leg techniques, starting, stance, etiquette, and roots, let alone teaching people.

However, in a sense, this situation is quite similar to the "martial arts realm - returning to the original and returning to the original, fading from the complexity" fabricated by those novelists.

"This master, you have defeated the test of [Taitbox Do]. Do you want to continue challenging us [Ye Shi Hongquan]?" A joking voice sounded. Luo Yu raised his head and found that Gong Simao, who failed to become a disciple, had already sat on the aisle with a bottle of water, looking depressed. But the one who came from the crowd was a young man wearing sunglasses.

"Who are you?" Luo Yu saw that as he walked out, the originally noisy crowd behind him immediately became silent, and the entire venue filled with a strange quiet atmosphere, and he couldn't help but feel a little awe-inspiring.

"My surname is Gu, so I am the coach here to teach boxing."

"Then, Mr. Gu, you must be the strongest among you here?" After hearing his introduction, Luo Yu was happy, but blurted out.

"I dare not say this," the man named Gu shook his head, chuckled, turned his head to look at the crowd, pointing at the only tall lady among the crowd, shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands and said, "At least, Miss Ye, just use one finger to knock me down!"

"Gu Jiaming, don't go too far!"

Ye Jingling, who was pointed out in public like this, immediately turned red. She waved her fist and glared at him fiercely. After leaving a word, she hurriedly pushed away the crowd of laughter and ran away in panic.

"No bullying! I still have work to do, so I leave first."

"Do you need a rest?" The man named Gu Jiaming watched the girl run away shyly, and a trace of tenderness appeared in his eyes. When he turned his head to face Luo Yu, although his face was still smiling, under Luo Yu's extraordinary spiritual sense, he felt a round stubborn stone standing suddenly in front of his eyes, blowing against the wind and rain, without any leakage. He could not feel the "inner" shape at all. He felt a slump in his heart, and knew that he might have met a real master.

"I can't wait." I thought I had [Strawberry], [Primary Healing Ointment] and even [Wannian Snow Cream], even if I was beaten to the point where my muscles and bones were broken and my internal injuries were damaged, I would only have a rest for a long time. Luo Yu took a deep breath, and in a blink of an eye, he removed the shadow in his heart, and even looked eagerly looking forward to what kind of surprise this man who seemed weak but had no defects in his qi would bring him!

"Okay." Gu Jiaming did not say anything nonsense about "showing mercy" and "give me more advice", but looked up. Although he smiled gently, his face gradually showed an abnormal blush, like the excitement after getting drunk. Deep in his eyes, as his head gradually increased, it seemed as if a sharp radiant light was condensed. Just when his eyes were facing each other, Luo Yu was a little dizzy and itchy, his head was dizzy and swelling, and he subconsciously closed his eyes. When he realized something was wrong, a strange sound came from his ears.

A "silk" drag and swim, a creepy subtle sound that was continuous, from far to near, grinding teeth, and spreading through the eardrum into Luo Yu's mind. While making him even more confused, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Are there still snakes in this place?" But the next moment, he had no time to care about this irrelevant issue, because an extremely terrifying oppression suddenly emerged from nothing, and came straight towards him. Even if he opened his eyes blankly, he could not see clearly ahead. The amazing intuition desperately made him beat anxiously and his whole body was chilling.

In the blurry vision, there was clearly a short figure approaching slowly, but in a trance, it turned into a giant python sweeping across the world, crawling secretly, with that gloomy and terrifying aura!

As if he noticed Luo Yu's awakening in a flash, he was arching his waist and inserting his hands into his pocket in an elegant manner. Gu Jiaming, who was almost shopping and walking on the waves, was slightly stunned. The pace of his heel slowly sliding on the ground, when he moved forward, he actually left a winding thin mark. It was more mysterious than Gong Simao's huge sliding steps with the help of running, and quietly reached an amazing level!

His surprise was fleeting, but hidden in the signature smile. He leaned forward, but no longer kept moving forward like a snake-like drag, but suddenly stopped. At some point, a burning carbon red appeared on his raised face. The chest under the black clothing seemed to swell forward slightly, but immediately collapsed deeply. What followed was a thunderous sound!

"roar!"

Even though he had seen the exaggerated roar of lung capacity, Ma Dayuan, who was watching from the audience, was still shocked. He felt that his eardrums were full of continuous roars, and the eyesight connected to the ear nerves became even darker in front of his eyes, his mind was buzzing, and he couldn't help but regret showing off his strength. He didn't imitate his junior brothers to cover his ears, which led to such a mess!

Luo Yu, who was almost attacking towards him, had another feeling. At this moment, he realized that his amazing perception had a huge flaw, just like a good wanderer drowning in water, and a dog nose that was a hundred times more capable than humans was easily defeated by a pack of chili powder. The excessively keen intuition brought not only the cleverness of seeing the fire, but also the attacks in the subtleties were expanded hundreds of times, making the mental impact of this sudden turning point even more severe.

The eardrum pain brought by the loud roar, and even the wind pressure that blew on his clothes, seemed insignificant compared to the sudden stimulation of the spiritual world. The vicious and gloomy python that swallowed the world suddenly blurred and turned into a completely opposite, looking down on the violent Bai Qing tiger, bent her waist forward, and her sharp claws grindstone, making a terrifying roar that shocked all beasts, but immediately rushed forward like lightning.

"Huh?" The giant tiger that was determined to attack, and the stinking storm that was rolling up fell unexpectedly. Luo Yu felt the sound of the wind beside his face. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly realized that there was no giant python tiger. What bloomed in front of him was a strong iron fist. The accumulated force made a bursting sound in the air, like a splash of water, emitting transparent ripples!

This punch was barely stuck at the tip of his nose, and even stimulated Luo Yu to sweat, but he could not go further. It was not that the man suddenly felt merciful and showed mercy, but because while the punch was thriving, Luo Yu was also retreating suddenly.

The gravel was dragging and rubbing on the ground, making a "thunderous" sound, but it was the mark caused by his ordinary sneakers slashing on the soft sandy ground. Unlike Gu Jiaming's deep and mysterious shade, it had a sense of elegance and movement with the wind. While the shoe was sliding backward, it wanted to roll up and splash out two small waves of sand on both sides.

"This is..." Gu Jiaming looked stunned, but he felt that this retreating posture looked familiar.

"My Gymnasium—Slide back!"

The one who made a difficult sound was Gong Simao sitting in the corner of the wall, with a pale face and sweat flowing as big as beans. Under him, his strong muscles and arm were inadvertently exerting force, making the mineral water bottle creak, squeezing the cold water on his chest. However, he felt even more passionate in his heart, and he looked at the martial arts he believed in, and faced the man who looked like a god and a demon!

"Slash!" He roared in a low voice as he almost roared.

But the young man suddenly fought back, his body rotating like a snail, causing a wave of thin and soft sand to spread out from the ground. Then he kicked his legs and stepped heavily on the ground, smashing a muffled thunder, instantly leaping into the sky. The right leg, which was stretched as straight as iron, instantly smashed down fiercely, like a giant hammer and a giant axe slashing, impartially, but it almost cut Gu Jiaming's scalp in half!

"Interesting." The circular air wave that shot out almost made him feel like he had a sharp blade cut through, but he was immediately suppressed calmly. Faced with such a strange scene, he just pulled the corner of his mouth, and a smile of interest appeared. He had no fear, his hands spread to both sides and his body moved.

The clearly pouring over and one blow that could not be avoided actually chopped out a thin crack on the ground. In the last moment, Luo Yu had only time to see a white shadow spread out, and with a whoosh, it was like a bird flying up in the air, and his figure was elegant and ethereal. In the blink of an eye, he had already stopped backwards in a circling and tumbling posture. At this time, Luo Yu saw this overly powerful man, maintaining a balanced posture that was very common on TV, holding his claws and slightly bent his toes, touching the ground. He stood in the distance, looked over calmly, and looked indifferent.

"White crane spread its wings?" Luo Yu immediately overturned the speculation again. Even though he was a martial arts idiot, he had never heard of the white crane in such a strange posture.

"No matter what it is, it doesn't matter." He took the opportunity to take a breath, recalling the essence he had just learned from the defeated general, but immediately thought of the overwhelming terrifying momentum of the enemy opposite, which was as powerful as a human being, Luo Yu gradually felt polished thoroughly, and even faintly felt that the rhythm of the heartbeat, a subtle ripples were spreading repeatedly, stimulating his blood boiling.

This time, Luo Yu, who took the initiative to attack, was playing with and applauding Luo Yu. In an instant, he quickly slid forward and leap forward with the force of inertia. He kicked out countless strong winds!

"The secret of Taekwondo is not that it is not that the downs are not heavy, but because the fierce and fierce continuous blows are simply unable to resist and overwhelm the opponent. Even if he knows the flaws, he is still unable to turn the world back!" Luo Yu's mind was such an enlightenment, but he was extremely clear that relying solely on his own inconvenience, the techniques that came from the village were unable to compete with this terrifying enemy. The ripples of the heart radiated suddenly swayed, making his blood seem to be burning, his skin was dyed red, and he opened his mouth and roared!

"roar!"

The breast tiger goes down the mountain and rushes to the forest! Although the sound quality is not pure, it is not easy to use the method of exerting force to move the throat, and the roar is not sharp, but the arrogant and domineering taste in the voice seems to have a more wild nature, like a lifelike tiger, rushing to death!

Responding to his double blow, he was like a shadow following him, with the galloping white shadow head-on. Gu Jiaming's face was cold at this moment, no longer having that relaxed smile, but his body shook, his knees, legs, waist, and chest connected with force, like twisting into a giant python, but it seemed as if he was wearing wings, moving and swiftly, his hands bent into a bird's beak, facing the legs that were connected with constant thunder, pecking at the front one by one!

The two of them fought quickly and their bodies were entangled, one black and one white, like two rays of smoke and dust mixed. The storm and strong wind made the disciples in the audience and Gong Simao beside the wall shuddered, but they were sweating.

In less than a minute, a figure retreated, with blood splashing out from his body, but Luo Yu, dressed in black, had his powerful inertia dragged him almost to the stone wall behind him.

But at that last moment, a white shadow flew out again, and the back came first. He actually reached out and held his scarlet trouser legs, pulled it back, pressed it down, and hooked the tip of his legs down, bounced up Luo Yu's body that was about to fall to the ground. He frowned, and then reluctantly stretched out his hands and hugged him in the waist.

Later, Gu Jiaming almost hugged Luo Yu in a princess hugging posture, but he didn't feel anything wrong. Instead, he looked at the boy in his arms in shock and said in a low voice.

"Your face?"

Luo Yu, who was blown away by the wind at some point and where the sunglasses fell into, showed his true face. Five faint claw marks were covered with on his tender and elegant right cheek, which was extremely embarrassed.

"Ahem, my girlfriend is angry, there is no way." Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Luo Yu's face turned red. He remembered the willful girl's behavior that she almost looked like a crazy kitten when she woke up early in the morning. She felt that this embarrassment was much more troublesome than being knocked away. She couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, "Hey, brother, can you put me down?"

"oh."
Chapter completed!