Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Black Myth

Chapter 4 Stick Technique
"I didn't expect that online shopping could be so fast."

On the evening of the second day after his return, Lu Mingfei received the iron golden hoop he had purchased online the night before from the security guard.

"Mingfei, why did you buy this heavy and long thing?" After handing the express box containing the golden cudgel to Lu Mingfei with difficulty, the security guard asked curiously.

Lu Mingfei said goodbye to the security guard with a smile without saying a word, then came to the community square with some anticipation and opened the express box.

“It’s somewhat similar to the real thing.”

Lu Mingfei weighed the golden hoop in his hand and was quite satisfied with its appearance. After all, he had searched for a long time last night before finding this style that was similar to the real one he had seen and used.

There are gold-plated iron hoops at both ends and a black steel forged body in the middle that is full of power. The five words "Ruyi Jingu Bang" are faintly engraved in gold.

Holding the golden cudgel in his hand, Lu Mingfei felt a sense of security after returning from his destiny as a human.

It’s just that while it looks good, whether it’s comfortable to hold is another matter.

"Hey!" Lu Mingfei shouted softly, and the iron golden hoop weighing about five kilograms turned smoothly in his hand.

Lu Mingfei’s day of training was not in vain, his physical foundation was substantially improved.

In order to use a heavy iron rod well, a good foundation is naturally essential, and the rod techniques that Lu Mingfei learned on the journey to the West were deeply engraved in his DNA and there was no way he could have forgotten them at all.

After turning a few circles, Lu Mingfei finished by chopping forward with the stick in both hands. The fierce speed made a powerful sound of breaking through the air.

"call."

With a long sigh, Lu Mingfei felt the golden hoop in his hand getting warmer, and the blood and energy in his body being mobilized, and his face showed a strange look. If he continued to swing it, would this ordinary iron rod made by humans on Earth also be able to show the power of the multi-section rod that he used as a weapon when he was a man of destiny?
only.
"Big brother, you are so handsome! Anything else?"

"Is that Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang in your hand? I want to see it!"

"I, Old Sun, am here too."

After just performing one or two simple stick techniques, Lu Mingfei helplessly discovered that a group of children playing in the square had gathered beside him. Their eyes were full of light, and they seemed to be looking forward to him swinging the handsome stick a few more times.

There was no other way, Lu Mingfei had to satisfy these kids so that he could leave here quickly and find a secluded place to experiment. Now he could make this ordinary iron rod more powerful.

So, Lu Mingfei smiled softly and said:

"Since you guys want to see it so much, I'll just show you a few of my skills. Just stand back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Mingfei leaned forward slightly. His eyes, which were originally full of gentle smiles, suddenly became sharp, and an indescribable aura emanated from him, causing the children watching around him to hold their breath.

Then, Lu Mingfei stepped forward with his left foot and swung the stick to the left with his right hand!
The sound of the sticks breaking was like thunder, and the air they cut through was even like an autumn breeze that brushed away the bangs on the children's foreheads.

Then, in a flash, Lu Mingfei repeated the action of stepping forward and swinging the stick horizontally in a dazzling manner.

The sound of breaking voices continued to ring out, and the breeze created by the disturbance of the air by his stick gradually blew in the square. Because Lu Mingfei swung the stick too fast, the onlookers could not see clearly that a white light appeared on the iron stick.

It is this momentum that makes this ordinary iron stick extraordinary after being swung again and again.

Feeling the warmth of the stick in his hand, Lu Mingfei was extremely excited. This extremely familiar feeling made him realize that although his soul had left that world, everything he experienced in that world was not false!
"Bah!"

In the blink of an eye, Lu Mingfei, swinging his stick, had already run to the other end of the square. He shouted loudly, took advantage of the momentum to jump up, raised the golden hoop high in the air, and then chopped it to the ground to end.

If Lu Mingfei had not restrained the force of the chopping stick, the ordinary iron stick that had accumulated enough force would have smashed a big hole in the ground of the square.

In the distance, the children watching were all stunned at Lu Mingfei's back, and the adults could not hide their surprise. Could this seemingly frail young man be a martial arts expert who had practiced martial arts since childhood?

After all, the force and speed with which Lu Mingfei swung the stick just now were so great that it would be hard for ordinary people not to be surprised.

"it is good!"

"Great!"

“This is the real Great Sage!”

Not only were the children impressed by Lu Mingfei's handsome moves, but the adults also cheered for him loudly.

This is the influence of Journey to the West and Sun Wukong in the hearts of Chinese people. No matter young or old, who doesn’t want to wield a stick as handsomely as the Monkey King?

Lu Mingfei looked back at the adults and children cheering for him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. He raised the hand that was not holding the golden hoop high, waved vigorously to say goodbye, and then left like that, hiding his identity and name.

"What Great Sage? I'm just a Little Sage Lu." After turning and leaving, Lu Mingfei sighed and murmured softly.

In a secluded corner of the square, there stood a tall, bright girl wearing a baseball cap and with long, dazzling red hair. The camera of her mobile phone in her hand was vaguely pointing in the direction where Lu Mingfei was leaving in the distance.

She was clearly alone, but she was talking to someone unknown:
"Did you see that?"

"I see." A deep male voice came from Nono's headset. "It's really amazing. I have no doubt that if he swings this stick with all his strength, the ground of the entire square will crack. Is this the strength of an S-level?"

"S-level?" Nuo Nuo looked at Lu Mingfei's back with a dazed look in her eyes. "Caesar, compared to the fact that he is a stick master, I am more curious about how this former loser has changed so much. When investigating his past experience, I didn't find any signs that he had learned stick techniques."

"Still can't tell anything from your profile?" Caesar replied.

Hearing this, Nuonuo just sneered and said in a ridiculous way:

"Profiling? My dear boyfriend, my profiling is not divination. I must have logical clues to profile a certain character or scene. Do you think that a poor kid who only knew how to stay at home and play StarCraft yesterday and whose biggest pursuit in life was to chase the little girl he liked would become a mysterious martial arts master overnight? Is it the influence of the awakening of dragon blood? But this is too unreasonable."

So Caesar in the headphones fell silent.

(End of this chapter)