Chapter 144 Illusions in Moves

In the hazy night, Lu Feng's eyes are no less sharp than a night eagle. His father Lu Zhenhai's attack moves bring a layer of illusion, which is not because of speed, but because of the mysterious attack route, which can bring the opponent a visual illusion.

Suddenly he remembered that when he fought with his father last night, he clearly saw that it was on the right, but his father attacked him on the left.

"Xiaofeng, pay attention to it. The Type 108 I just practiced is just a basic coherent action. Even if it contains killing moves, it's not as good as now. I'll do it again from the beginning. Pay attention!" Lu Zhenhai stood in the middle of the open space and said to Lu Feng with his eyes.

As soon as his words fell, the visual illusion that Lu Feng had just felt appeared in front of him again. The thunderous attack was extremely fierce, but in the fierceness, there were many erratic and strange attacks. In a few consecutive moves, Lu Fengming saw his father's hands attacking next to a big tree, but the sound of blow from the tree made him immediately judge his visual error.

What??

Lu Feng's body was shocked and he stepped forward! On the incredible face, those bright eyes showed shock.

In the night, his father's figure seemed to merge between heaven and earth, because the series of phantoms, even his keen vision, looked vague. Only in the short pause of his father's figure did he see three figures appear in different directions, and the attack point was in the centralmost position.

A name suddenly came to Lu Feng's mind, which was used to describe the complete match between his father at this time:

Ghost!

Yes! It is as unpredictable as a ghost, as ethereal as the moon in the mirror, as if this happens to the enemy in the fight. I'm afraid that I have been erased by my opponent before I find the most correct position of the enemy.

Lu Feng's shock is just the beginning, which is completely different from the set of "Fantasy" moves that his father just hit. This attack move is simply full of illusions, the illusion of sight, the change of feelings, and even Lu Feng closes his eyes and judges completely by feeling and hearing. He can't correctly capture his father's. Location.

The attack like a storm ended in countless explosions. On the seven poplar trees closest to his father and attacked by him, countless withered leaves left on the tree fluttered, and even some dry branches fell one after another.

Card wipe! Shit! Shit! Card wipe...

Seven crisp cracking sounds, the seven uncles broke their waists in Lu Feng's stunned eyes, and the position where the seven trees fell, all fell outward.

"It's incredible!" Lu Feng squirmed his lips a few times and finally spit out a sentence.

He is confident that if he attacks a big poplar tree, he can be sure to break the big poplar tree after a storm, but it is absolutely impossible for his father to be so strong. If he hadn't seen the scene at this time, if someone told Lu Feng about this situation, he would have laughed. Laugh at the other party's idiots and talk in their dreams, delusional!

"Dad, how did you do it?" After a long time, Lu Feng calmed down the shock and strode to Lu Zhenhai, who stood straight in the middle of the flat ground, and asked.

Lu Zhenhai slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he finished playing, he immediately adjusted his breath in place to restore the intense consumption of internal gas. If Lu Feng hadn't asked, I'm afraid he would have been practicing all the time.

A smile flashed in his eyes, and Lu Zhenhai whispered, "This is the power of the martial arts moves of "Fantasy". Of course, the most important thing is to cooperate with the inner air cultivated by "No Life". In fact, what you just saw is just the illusion of my attack! I'm sure there are some things you absolutely can't see."

Lu Feng was slightly stunned. He was just shocked. Did he really not see anything strange?

Lu Zhenhai smiled faintly and said, "Fantasy One Hundred and Type 108. In fact, my internal qi cultivation can only be used on the first Type 54, and the last Type 54. I don't use internal qi at all. Even if the power is not reduced, it's just the internal qi operation in my body. If my last Type 54 can be used. Qi, the power will be superimposed all the time, and the attack power will definitely be much stronger than the current situation.

Lu Feng's heart beat, and his father's words exploded in his ear like thunder. Such a powerful attack power only cooperated with half of the internal gas. If Type 108 has all internal gas cooperation, how far should it be??

Strong!

It's so strong!

Lu Feng suddenly had a feeling that if he practiced the moves of "Fantasy", it would be easy to defeat him when he was in a martial arts competition with Yu Kai. Maybe he could defeat him with one hand?

"Well, I will start to teach you today, but the moves of "Fantasy" are endless, so from today on, I will use ten days to teach you the first 54 formula. When you are familiar with the first 54 exercises and when you can understand the true meaning of illusion, I will teach you the rest. The move."

"Xiaofeng, you remember that the reason why these moves are called "Fantasy" is also important lies in the illusion. Every attack is full of illusions, so that the opponent can't figure out your routine, can't find the direction and route of your attack, and even when he plays to the extreme, he can't find out where you are at all! At that time, your attack will be unfavorable, and it may even be said that your attack can be as easy as destruction.

"Similarly, the illusion should also be divided into time, place, weather and other conditions. For example, in the daytime attack, every move performed can make the opponent's vision illusion with the help of the light of the sun. If it is cloudy, you can use some items, such as stones, to confuse the opponent's line of sight and position your body. If it is a rainy day, you can use the rain falling from the sky and use refraction. The reaction makes multiple visual mistakes. If it is a foggy day, you can use the erratic and unpredictable fog to hide yourself and create a greater illusion to the other party.

"And..."

Lu Zhenhai's words were deeply engraved in Lu Feng's heart, which was remembered by Lu Feng.

What my father told me is completely his experience in practicing "No Life" over the years. Lu Feng is sure that his father has already experimented with various situations countless times!

"Dad, I remember it all! You can start teaching me now!" Two minutes after Lu Zhenhai finished speaking, Lu Feng silently repeated what his father had just said in his heart, and then said firmly.

He is confident that he can practice attack moves with illusions in a short time.

Lu Zhenhai laughed, and his laughter frightened a group of birds in the dark deep mountain forest. He likes his son's self-confidence and his son's firm heart! If he were an ordinary child, even if he had a deep curiosity after discovering "No Life" when he was a child, he would probably give up because he did not feel it after practicing for three or five days and a few months. But my son's persistence has been for ten or twenty years, and his personality is just like himself.

The night is quiet and cold.

In the vast mountains, Lu Zhenhai and Lu Feng's father taught carefully and studied seriously. Unconsciously, four hours have passed. Finally, at the third update in the middle of the night, Lu Zhenhai wiped the sweat on his forehead and smiled, "Xiaofeng, I really didn't expect that your memory was so horrible. This is incredible! By the way, I remember who said that Einstein's brain development is very powerful. I think your brain development will not be worse than him! In only four hours, you can use the first 54 formula of "Fantasy" continuously. Although the moves are very astringent, they are more than several times faster than I expected!"

Lu Feng also wiped the sweat off his face. After four hours of practice, the inner air in his body was almost exhausted. At this time, he looked a little pale.

Listening to his father's praise, Lu Feng showed a trace of shyness on his face. From childhood to age, he hardly heard his father's praise. At this moment, great joy filled his chest, and it was definitely a proud thing to be praised by his father.

"Oc's it, that's all for today's practice! Fat people don't eat in one bite! Martial arts practice pays attention to cycling and gradual progress. Let's go, we should go back!" Lu Zhenhai said.

Lu Feng nodded, reached out and grabbed the clothes beside him. He suddenly said, "Dad, I think it's better not to hide it from my mother about your internal qi. For so many years, I'm afraid she has also found something unusual about you."

The smile on Lu Zhenhai's face slowly disappeared. Why didn't he understand what his son said? If I had practiced secretly in the past, I might have been able to hide it from my wife, but now, if I come out to teach my son every night, it would be abnormal for my wife not to find out!

Over the years, the main reason why he has kept secret from his wife is that when he was not married, his wife said that she didn't want to practice by herself!

Because she knew that her father finally abandoned his wife and son because of martial arts, and finally disappeared. In case he is like his father, there is nothing he can do!

So over the years, Lu Zhenhai has been hiding it from his wife. Even if he delays the cultivation problem, he is careful not to be discovered by his wife.

Of course, perhaps as her son said, his wife may have found out her cultivation for a long time, but she didn't say it in her heart.

Hesitating for a moment, Lu Zhenhai took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and threw it to Lu Feng. Then he lit one, took a deep breath, and thought about whether to confess to his wife or not!

After a long time, Lu Zhenhai suddenly raised his head, threw away the cigarette butt that only smoked, and said to Lu Feng, who was holding a cigarette and didn't smoke, "Let's go! I know what I should do! It's really not a way to hide it like this. It seems that I want to teach you. If you don't let your mother know, it's a little unrealistic.

Lu Feng smiled slightly. In fact, his heart was clearer than his father's. His mother must know about his father's cultivation, but his mother was intelligent. If her father didn't say it, she pretended not to know!!

If the father tells his mother the truth about his practice, I'm afraid that his mother will not only not blame him, but also be very happy.

The night was hazy. The father and son followed the winding mountain road, like two ghosts shuttling through the darkness, rushing towards the small village at the foot of the mountain more than ten miles away.

They didn't know that in fact, in her home in a small mountain village, Chen Ping sat by the bed with a complicated face and looked at the outside world through the window.