Chapter 92 Experts Gather Together

In a blink of an eye, a week passed.

Because I supplemented my physical shortcomings and took drugs, I solved the problem of meditation speed.

So Lu He had a little leisure time this week. He studied every day, did experiments, and then relaxed with the three knights. His days were full and happy.

Also, Lu He didn't need to worry about other things. The three knights were very good together, from the bed to the bed, from the gold medal chef in the kitchen to the little expert in the laboratory.

Even dressing up.

Lu He should be the most exquisite wizard in history. Most of the other wizards are dressed in black robes and hats. Not to mention their faces, they can't even see the toes of their shoes. They are unruly every day.

But he is different. Sometimes he wears different clothes in the morning and afternoon. As soon as he takes a shower, he has to change into another outfit, which makes him not want to get dressed.

"Lu He, pack up and let's go." Li Si waved with a smile outside the laboratory door.

Lu He nodded and put down the potion in his hand.

A few people were going to the city today for two purposes. One was that Lu He wanted to strengthen his fighting skills through actual combat, and the other was to take the three knights shopping.

Originally, Gabri had already found several experts who were proficient in various fighting techniques and just sent them to the Wizard Tower.

However, Ge Xiaomi suggested that they go out, and said that Lu He had been staying in the Wizard Tower for a month or two, and if he stayed there any longer, he would become a true rain forest primitive.

The other two knights also agreed, and Lu He thought about it himself. It might as well go for a walk.

Four people cannot ride the horned eagle, so they can only ride in a boat.

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On the outskirts of Manaus, in the lobby of a large manor villa in the Assistant Association, there were more than a dozen people of different languages ​​and even different skin colors sitting inside, including men, women, old and young.

Okada Mikio glanced at the hall and whispered in his father's ear: "Father, why are there so many famous martial arts masters here? Are you going to hold a martial arts conference?"

He was observing after entering. They were all in the same circle and he knew many people.

For example, the lean and dark man in the corner is a famous Muay Thai master in Southeast Asia, the old man on the chair is the master of Xingyiquan in China, and the white man standing with a sturdy back and waist is an expert in Sambo fighting technique.

In addition, there is the head coach of Hebrew KravMaga and the inheritor of Sarvat fighting skills of Gallic Rooster...

And Li Taojun, who was slumped on the sofa, playing with a sand eagle in his hand. He was a master of Liuhe guns. The two had competed before, but he was stunned.

But later I heard that he gave up the long gun and switched to short gun training. He also practiced very well and won the championship in professional competitions held by IPSC in many places.

Coupled with his father, Okada Tairo, the fifth generation of the Kagami Akechi-ryu, the contemporary swordsman of Japan.

Okada Dalang shook his head and said: "Don't think so much, no one will be so boring. Miss Ryoka naturally has something to do when she asked us to come. We can just listen to her arrangements."

Speaking of Ryoka, Okada Mikio's eyes revealed a sense of fear. Originally, the person who came here was supposed to be the swordsman Chiba Shige of the Beichen Ittōryu Sword Sect, but they refused on the grounds that Redwood was too far away and they didn't want to go. What to do.

Then, overnight, everyone in the Beichen Yida Sword Sect, including the sword master Qian Yezhong, died.

If something like this happened in the 21st century, it would definitely cause an uproar, but no one cared about it. From the police to the media to politicians, they all ignored it, as if there had never been a Beichen Ittoryu in the history of Japan.

Then Miss Ryoka found them again, so this time they traveled across the ocean.

Okada Mikio has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, and his observation skills are very keen. Through the analysis of eye expressions, he came to the conclusion that except for those Chinese people who were laughing and laughing, everyone else should not have come here voluntarily.

"Zhou Wei, why hasn't that captain come yet? My sand eagle is already hungry and thirsty."

"There is also Brother Knight. I haven't seen him for a long time and I miss him very much."

Li Tao thought Zhou Wei was bragging again. He arrived yesterday, but the master who chopped bullets with a knife didn't see him. Instead, he saw Zhou Wei and showed him how to punch and explode a sandbag.

He was indeed shocked at the time, but when he took out the custom-made golden sand eagle cannon from his crotch, Zhou Wei gave up on the spot and raised his hands to stop fighting.

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Li Tao was both happy and disappointed that Tao's heart was not broken.

"You bitch, don't be too arrogant. Captain Hongmu will be here soon. I'll take care of you when he comes."

"Haha." Li Tao sneered, and the golden cannon in his hand was aimed at Zhou Wei again without knowing it.

"Fuck!"

"Zhou Wei, we agreed, if your bragging doesn't make it to the sky, my consumers in South America will foot the bill."

Li Tao sneered and stuffed the golden cannon into his crotch. He didn't come all this way because Zhou Wei had fooled him.

He only came here to do two things.

The first thing is to see if the master's sword-cleaving bullet is real. If it is real, then fight with the master.

The second thing is to let Latin beauties also experience their golden cannon.

Latin beauties are famous for being sexy and hot, often winning world-renowned beauty contests, and he has been fascinated by them for a long time.

While the two were noisy, Gabri walked in quickly, looked around, and saw that all the masters in the hall were focusing on him. He nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Some of you may not know me yet, so let me introduce myself first. I am Gabri, the captain of the Redwood Branch of the Student Aid Society."

No one applauded, no one responded, and a few people looked at him like a fool.

Gabriel was a little dissatisfied. If it were any other occasion, he would have started fighting long ago, but this was something the president had personally ordered, and he didn't want to mess it up.

"Let's get to know each other today. For the next three days, um, maybe a week, you will all stay here, eat and drink well, and I will notify you when I need you."

"Idiot." Shanchai's voice was very low.

So low that he felt that only he could hear it. In fact, he was born with a loud voice, but he didn't dare to speak normally in the hall because there were guns all around.

Gabriel suddenly stopped walking towards Zhou Wei and the others, waved to the younger brother beside him, and asked: "Are the several reserve Muay Thai masters still there?"

"Yes."

As soon as the younger brother spoke, Gabriel disappeared, leaving a residual image in the air.

Fist move!

Strong wind!

A punch came, and the person didn't arrive, but the air wave squeezed, and the chandelier decorations in the hall were blown and rustled.

Bang! Crack!

Shanchai did not react at all. His body was blown away, breaking the pillar behind him. His muscles and bones made a loud noise, like a string of firecrackers exploding, and blood was gushing out.

The impact of Gabriel's punch on him was no less than being hit by a speeding dump truck.

Fast!

Too fast!

Li Tao's pupils shrank sharply. He watched the tall man in front of him disappear in front of him. Just as he reacted, the Thai man in the corner was beaten to pieces.

Okada Kan'ao was horrified. He couldn't help but look at his father, but found that his right hand, which was tightly holding the sword, was shaking!

If the Japanese warriors knew that their swordsman was shaking while holding the sword, many people would probably choose to commit seppuku.

"Strong!"

Okada Dalang uttered a word, and disbelief appeared in his eyes. He saw clearly that this punch was pure physical strength, without any fancy tricks.

"Inform the reserve Muay Thai masters to come over now, call them all over, so that there won't be any more idiots who like to whisper."

After giving the order, Gabriel took the wet towel handed over by his subordinates, wiped his right hand clean, walked towards Zhou Wei and the others with a big laugh, stretched out his right hand, and said:

"Welcome, welcome, you two are Xiao Wei's friends, and my friends Gabriel."

"You're welcome."

Li Luoneng put down the tea in his hand that he hadn't even drunk a sip of. He hesitated for less than half a second, but still chose to shake hands.

Although he has mysophobia, and there is blood in the nails of the hand in front of him.

Li Tao stood up and held Gabriel's hand without letting go.

"Awesome, awesome, it's really better to see it in person than to hear about it. I'm the gun king Li Tao, please teach me!"