Demon World: I become a martial saint with the system!

Tomorrow is the day of the duel, so Lu Shaolin is resting at home today, planning to level up.

It was Li Cai who followed Lu Shaolin today.

During lunch, Lu Shaolin specially asked Dong Jia to cook a lot of meals.

I ate my belly full first, then started to upgrade, and then I ate a big meal after clicking.

After the body returned to normal, he lay on the recliner in the yard and called out the system panel:

Name: Lu Shaolin

Source: 1.8

The Realm of Martial Arts: The Perfection of Muscle Training

Cultivation method: Huang-level top-grade - Mang Niu Jin (full floor), Golden Body Jue (full floor)

Yellow-level mid-grade - Barbaric Bear Kung Fu (full floor), Rock Kung Fu (fifth floor)

Martial arts: Huang-level mid-level - Crazy Demon Stick Technique (Complete), Fire Poison Palm (Complete)

Unfinished products - San Jue Gun (Consummation), Muay Thai (Small Success).

At this time, Lu Shaolin's strength increased by another 450 jin, and his body's skin had reached four layers. The four layers of skin were tightly glued together, just like a particularly thick leather armor.

The weight increased again, the muscle density became higher, and the height also reached 1.9 meters [-]. The increase in speed was not high, only increased by [-]%.

That is to say, his strength is close to [-] jin, and his speed is [-] times that of ordinary muscle-training warriors, absolutely instantly killing warriors of the same level.

But Lu Shaolin didn't take it seriously, the most dangerous thing in this world is not warriors, but those weird monsters, he has to become stronger!

"Young master, drink tea."

Li Cai brought over a cup of hot tea.

"Oh, thanks!"

Lu Shaolin reached out to take it.

……

The day passed quickly.

Early the next morning, Lu Shaolin had breakfast and was about to go out. Dong Jia looked at him worriedly and said, "My lord, you have to be careful. If you can't win, you should admit defeat as soon as possible!"

Listening to Lu Shaolin and others talking about the duel these days, Dong Jia naturally knew about it.

"Don't worry! The door-severing knife Wang Xiaofeng is nothing more than a traitor in my eyes."

Lu Shaolin replied with a smile.

After speaking, he opened the courtyard door and walked out.

Under the big tree outside the courtyard, Feng Tie, Ma San and six people stood in a row, waiting for him respectfully.

"I wish you the best of luck!"

The six suddenly cupped their fists and shouted.

"Eh... you guys are pretty good at it."

Lu Shaolin was startled by the six people, smiled, got on his horse, and went straight to the water village.

The six horsemen followed closely behind, and the sound of horseshoes "rumbled".

Half an hour later, the seven arrived at the water village.

He Zhonglang, the head of the gang, Ye Baiquan, the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, Wantong, the head of the Internal Affairs Hall, Chen Ying, the deputy head of the Foreign Affairs Hall, and the stewards of all the halls have already assembled at the entrance of the water village.

Lu Shaolin clasped his fists at the crowd, and rode to Chen Ying's side.

"Now that everyone is here, let's go!"

He Zhonglang nodded to Lu Shaolin and shouted loudly.

With a flick of the reins, he rushed to the newly built north pier of the Little Knife Society.

Everyone rode their horses to follow.

Like a long black dragon!

After half an hour, everyone arrived at the North City Wharf.

The reason why it was chosen here is precisely because it is not yet open and will not affect the residents of the city.

This is also the request of the county magistrate.

On the north pier of the city, on both sides of the arena built of blue bricks, the two sides have a clear flag.

The black water gang uniforms are in black samurai uniforms.

All members of the Knife Society wear gray samurai uniforms.

"President Cui!"

He Zhonglang cupped his hands at the pale-faced middle-aged man who was the leader of the Little Knife Society.

"Cui Guanqing, the president of the Little Knife Society, was in the early stage of viscera refining, less than fifty years old, and his unique skill is Yinfeng Saber Technique."

Chen Ying explained to Lu Shaolin in a low voice.

"Master He!"

Cui Guanqing also cupped his hands and said with a gloomy expression.

"It's not too late, let's start now!"

He Zhonglang said loudly.

"Since your Black Water Gang is in a hurry to die, we, the Little Knife Club, will naturally be willing to help."

Cui Guanqing said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, the members of the Little Knife Club burst into laughter.

"Successful and defeated subordinates see the truth, not by words!"

He Zhonglang sneered.

"That depends on how many real chapters you have in the Black Water Gang! Sao Feng!"

Cui Guanqing shouted loudly.

"Subordinates are here!"

Wang Xiaofeng got off his horse.

"To the Heishui Gang's long experience, what is the invincible hand in Pingshan County!"

"Yes!"

Wang Xiaofeng let out a loud roar, tapped his feet, jumped onto the ring in a few steps, pulled out his golden knife, and stared at the Blackwater Gang with his eyes, looking like he was fighting to the death!

It's so neat and exciting!Lu Shaolin touched his nose.

Without waiting for his boss to shout, Lu Shaolin jumped off the black-maned horse and stepped onto the arena with steady steps.

He Zhonglang, who had already taken a deep breath and planned to drink, saw that Lu Shaolin had already walked towards the ring, and almost suffocated to death!

This kid doesn't play cards according to the routine!

Lu Shaolin looked at Wang Xiaofeng in front of him. He was more than 1.8 meters long, with a handsome face and a strong physique.

It's the right name for him.

But still not as good as my own!

"Are you Lu Shaolin who killed Ouyang Zheng with a single shot?"

Wang Xiaofeng asked in a deep voice.

"Well, it's me."

Lu Shaolin nodded.

"I'm not that old man Ouyang Zheng, I won't despise anyone!"

Wang Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes and said.

"Um, you can do whatever you want, it's a death anyway!"

Lu Shaolin said indifferently.

"arrogant!"

Wang Xiaofeng roared, stepped on his feet, raised his knife and slashed at Lu Shaolin's head.

With a flick of Lu Shaolin's wrist, he swung the black iron gun above his head, and with a "clang" sound, he knocked the golden knife aside.

Wang Xiaofeng's face changed, what a great strength!

Withdrawing the knife and stepping back, he exerted strength on his feet and turned around Lu Shaolin in a circle.

Lu Shaolin turned around a few times, his face gradually became impatient, and with a sudden force on his feet, with a sound of "collapse", the green brick was directly broken by Lu Shaolin!

Rushing to the attack range, Lu Shaolin swept out his spear, and with a "woo" sound it pierced through the air, hitting Wang Xiaofeng's waist.

Wang Xiaofeng tapped his feet, and quickly exited the range of the spear sweeping.

Lu Shaolin charged forward again, the shadow of the gun flashed, and it was on top of Wang Xiaofeng's head.

Wang Xiaofeng's face changed drastically, he held the golden knife with both hands and tilted it upwards, trying to dodge with the blade of the knife.

A loud bang of "clang" spread throughout the pier.

After the loud noise, there was a "collapse" sound of a knife breaking.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the tip of the gun that was in front of him, his eyes were full of fear.

My life is over!

With a "poof", the spear smashed Wang Xiaofeng's head, and then went down, directly embedded under his chest!

Broken bones and brains splashed out, and the blood instantly stained the entire arena red!

With a bang, Lu Shaolin pulled out his spear, and Wang Xiaofeng's headless body fell into a pool of blood.

Needle drops could be heard throughout the pier, not to mention everyone in the Small Knife Club, even the top executives of the Black Water Gang who had seen Lu Shaolin kill Ouyang Zheng, were once again shocked on the spot.

Flicking the long spear, Lu Shaolin looked at the people at the Little Knife Society and grinned, showing his white teeth.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone in the two gangs, they touched the corpse in a grandiose manner.

He has not forgotten the sweetness of last time, and he must not let go of touching the corpse, and it is also the spoils he deserves.

After touching it, Lu Shaolin frowned as he looked at the five blood-stained bank notes in his hand.

I don't know if Qianzhuang recognizes it or not?