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863: C863

Author: Fu Zi Yi Fang De Er Xing Word Count: 8462 Updated: 2025-04-02 18:03:39

C863

As long as one had some common sense, they would be able to find out the name of Master Lu.

This was not the Central Plains. The government was not as strong as the ones in the Central Plains. There was no way to block all the news.

Basically, everyone in the upper class had heard of the Master Lu's name before. Even some ordinary people more or less understood the history of the Master Lu.

From the island nation to the Philippines, from the Hong Kong Island to Russia, and then to defeat Korea twice in a row, the name of the Master Lu, was like that of a god.

In the past, people only heard about the passing history of Master Lu from the web, but at this moment, it was the first time they had seen a real Master Lu.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. Time passed, and the entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared at Master Lu in disbelief, they couldn't understand why he would appear here.

No one was willing to believe that an expert that could shake half of Asia would actually appear here.

However, looking at the female president of the Korea, Jin Xiuyan's performance, seemed to indicate that everything was real.

If it was any other country, perhaps they would have already surrendered to the power of the Master Lu.

However, this was still Korea after all. The Korea members who were arrogant enough to be the victor in spirit immediately found someone to entrust their hearts to.

"What's so special about Master Lu? He hasn't met any strong practitioners from our Korea, so if he were to meet Master Park Renjun, he would definitely kneel and lick his feet."

"That's right, Master Park is invincible. In the last Olympics, Master Park also defeated the island's judo master, Sato Bogu, to become the final champion. If Master Pun Renjun were to make a move, he would definitely beat him to the ground! "

"The art of gentleness originated from our country. Although it was snatched away by the Japanese, history has proven that only people with Korea can use it to its fullest!"

As if finding a new pillar of faith to support them, the Korea fans present once again ignited with hope, beginning to vent their anger on the Master Lu.

From their point of view, gentle arts was the world's most powerful martial arts, and gentle arts could defeat everything.

There was a common understanding in the world of the art of flexibility, and that was that it originated in and flourished in the island countries.

From the beginning of the last century, the art of softening was even more so as an Olympic event, appearing in front of the world.

It was just that the entire world that was mentioned here did not include the Korea.

In the eyes of the people from the Korea, gentleness had its origin in Korea, just like Confucius and Menghuang, who were "snatched away by the people from the Central Plains".

Although this point of view was not accepted by any countries, to the Korean s, as long as they believed it to be true, it was enough.

"Pu Ren-Yong?" Lu Fanfeng frowned slightly. He racked his brains for a long time before finally finding any memories related to Pu Ren Yong.

That was before he came out of the Huadong City, and he had even heard from Wang Tianlong that he knew of Pu Ren Yong's capabilities.

At that time, Wang Tianlong had said that Pu Ren Yong was the only one that could defeat an inner strength expert with just his Inherent Skill.

The truth had proven that Pu Ren Yong was not even worthy of carrying around Vilter.

Vilter was able to step into the early stage of the Transformation Stage with just his flesh.

Later on, within the Great Qing Dynasty Dragon Pulse, Vilter relied on his fleshly body to directly step into the Middle Transformation Stage.

Only this kind of person was worthy of the word 'talent'.

The so-called 'simple' courage was not even worth mentioning.

"Boss, I can feel Pu Renjun's aura!" Just then, Vilter suddenly said.

Although he could not understand the words spoken by the people of Korea, he could understand what the names they shouted represented.

"Is that so? Call him over! " Lu Fanfeng said.

Pu Ren-yong, the number one contender for Korea, was ranked alongside the master contender, Sato Bogu. He was known as the hero of the world as the master contender.

In the Island Country, the warriors and Yin Yang Master Ninjas worked side by side, so gentle techniques could only be considered as a type of body strengthening cultivation technique, it could not be considered a martial skill at all.

Therefore, in the various ranks of the island's Martial Arts Realm, there was simply no status as a softener.

From the beginning to the end, there had never been a single Transformation Stage Sect Master who had stepped into the island's Martial Arts Realm. There was still a long way to go.

However, in the Korea, there was no such thing as a "tiger" or "king" because there was no such thing as a "martial art inheritance".

This kind of body strengthening technique, also became a national skill of Korea, being pushed to an extremely high position.

Half a month ago, Mr Park was invited to participate in Bahrain's elocution contest.

The gentle arts Bahrain Grand Prix wasn't even considered a third-rate competition, but because the organizers were rich and imposing, many famous masters of soft arts still participated.

However, Park Yong-Yong's arch-nemesis, Sato Bogu of the island nation, did not participate in the competition.

It was said that this famous artist of the island had the thought of retiring after losing to Pu Ren-Yong at the Olympic Games.

In the past half year, he had even become the new Sword Saint of the island nation, and was also the first female Sword Saint, the disciple of Kurogi Asuka.

Having lost his mortal enemy, Pu Renjun's path to becoming the champion was exceptionally calm. His path was smooth, and he directly picked up the championship trophy and won a prize of one million US dollars.

Carrying a body full of honor and countless bills, the private plane of Pu Renjun had just landed and was immediately surrounded by a welcoming crowd.

"Master Piao, your reputation is growing. Quick, take a look. There are still some black fans welcoming you!" The moment they walked out of the private jet, the surrounding staff reminded them.

"Of course, there's no need for me to be famous. Not to mention the black guys, there were a few Caucasian women last time as well. They stuck out their tails, you can't be blamed for that!" With a smile on his face, Park RenYong said something vulgar.

However, when he looked at the black fan, he felt that the fan seemed to have known him before.

But while he was feeling proud of himself, he did not think too much about who this black fan was.

When he got off the plane and shook hands with his fans, the black fan led a few people over and grabbed Park RenYong's hand.

"Come with me, my boss wants to see you!" The black coloured fan said.

"Boss?" Who's your boss? I don't want to meet him! " As he spoke, he tried to break free from the other's control.

Compared with other sports, some sports athletes don't have to worry about safety at all.

The representative of this group was weightlifting. There were no fans who wanted to compete with a weightlifter.

Of course, none of the fans wanted to test their skills against the Champion of the Soft Arts Olympic Games.

However, as he was struggling, he suddenly felt that he had no strength to fight back in front of his opponent.

After a few simple moves, Pu Renjun was overpowered by the black fans. Then, they carried him on their shoulders and ran towards another plane.

Right now, Vilter had mastered the Divine Dragon Elephant Technique.

Although it wasn't as if he didn't hate the heaven and the earth, when facing ordinary people, he still had the power of a god.

That's right, Pu Ren Yong, who was supported up in the sky by Korea fans, could only be considered a normal person in front of Vilter.

At most, he was just a bigger ant, so there was nothing to fear.1

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