"You are a model of respecting teachers and respecting morality. You sound like a bastard. I just want to ask, who are you calling a bastard?" Lu Chen said with a cold look on his face, and took a few steps out of the crowd.
"The bastard scolds you, the bastard just scolds you, so what if the bastard scolds you?" Lu Yuru scolded her one after another.
Hearing this, Lu Chen just smiled and looked back at the surprised Lu Yuheng. Then, the latter came back to his senses and laughed loudly.
"Boy Lu, the bastard is scolding you!"
"Haha..." The people around who had come to their senses couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
Lu Yuru came back to her senses, her face turned green and white, "A bastard is a bastard. He knows how to fight with words. Do you dare to fight?"
"Tsk, tsk, a bastard is a bastard, what? Are you trying to overwhelm a junior like me with your realm? Again, you are truly a model of respecting teachers!"
"Lu Yuru is a genius among the previous generation in the Lu family. Today, he bullies a junior? If word spreads..."
"Shh, keep your voice down. This kind of thing can only be discussed after tea and dinner. It's better to say less in front of the Lu family!"
The buzz around him made Lu Yuru's already ugly face turn the color of pig liver, making her look a little ferocious.
"A person who has cultivated in the Lingzong realm has such a state of mind, ugh!" Lu Lan sighed as he looked at Lu Yuru, whose state of mind was fluctuating greatly.
"Okay, okay, you are at the Spiritual King Realm? I will fight you at the Spiritual King Realm. Do you dare?"
"What this little brother said is true, Lu Yuru, a model of respecting teachers!" Before Lu Chen could speak, many people were talking not far away.
In response to this, Lu Yuru's heart was filled with anger, but she could only grit her teeth and endure it, staring at the young man not far away like a knife.
"You're only in the Spirit King realm, why don't you dare?" Lu Chen sneered, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he waved his hand, and a spiritual weapon shot out. It was a long spear that slammed into the ground.
"This is a bet!"
"A bet?" Lu Yuru was startled, "Just fight, and you still place a bet?" He was a little annoyed, "You're just in the Spirit King realm, and you dare to place a bet in a fight with me!"
"Why, as a bastard, you can't afford to bet?" Lu Chen looked disdainful, "I'm born to bet, if you don't bet, I'll beat you up!"
"Hmph, little bastard, a spiritual weapon. Do you really think that they are all just like you, a bastard from a remote town?" After her words fell, Lu Yuru waved her hand, and two spiritual weapons appeared on the ground. However, their appearance was a bit weird. They turned out to be one. A pair of bowls and chopsticks.
"Lu Yuru, you eat shit, you talk like shit, you bastard?" Lu Yuheng couldn't bear it anymore!
In response to this, Lu Chen had a smile on his face, "It doesn't matter, just call me a bastard and a bastard!" After saying that, he looked at the spiritual weapon on the ground, and even Lu Chen was stunned.
"I……"
Everyone was speechless. This was probably the first time they had seen such a weird spiritual weapon. A pair of bowls and chopsticks. If they were to take them out during a fight, they would not need to hit them. It would be enough to make the other party laugh to death.
"Um, you bastard, are you here to beg for food?" Lu Chen couldn't help but muttered, but the voice was a bit loud, which instantly caused everyone to laugh.
"Shut up, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. Don't you want to bet, two, do you dare?" Lu Yuru glared at Lu Chen.
Lu Chen turned back and glanced at Lu Yuheng, "Is he brainless?"
"What do you mean?" Lu Yuheng was also a little unable to recover, but for a moment, Lu Yuheng was stunned.
With a crash, five or six more spiritual weapons appeared on the ground, their spiritual power surged, and they even emitted rays of dazzling light.
"These spiritual weapons are not simple. They have great power even before they are injected with spiritual power!" Lu Lan said, looking at Lu Chen in surprise.
"Yes!" Lu Zi nodded, with a strange expression on his face, "Is this really a monk from a remote town?"
If he cannot be tolerated like this, I am afraid that even Lu Yuru will not be able to produce so many spiritual weapons at once, not to mention that the quality of these spiritual weapons is still of the highest quality.
"You continue!" Lu Chen made a gesture of invitation.
"You..." Lu Yuru was completely stunned. She thought that two spiritual weapons could completely crush each other, but in the end, the clown turned out to be herself, and with the spear stuck on the ground,
There were seven spiritual weapons that he really couldn't get out at the moment, and replacing them would probably make his heart bleed.
"No way?" Lu Chen said with a look of disdain, "It's nothing. It's more than spiritual weapons. I can bury you with spiritual weapons!" As he said this, he placed the spiritual weapons one by one under the hot gazes of everyone. Put away.
At this moment, he wasn't worried about anyone with evil intentions.
This is the capital of the Tianluo Empire and the land of the Lu family. If it is still robbed, both the Tianluo royal family and the Lu family may have to wipe their necks.
"Man, don't do it!" Lu Yuheng couldn't help but say, and gave Lu Yuru, who had a pig liver-colored face, the middle finger.
Seeing this, Lu Yuru gritted his teeth and took off the ring on his finger, "The things in here should be enough for three spiritual weapons!" As he said this, he took out two more spiritual weapons, "I bet you, Seven spiritual weapons!"
He really couldn't bear this tone. As a genius in the previous generation of the Lu family, he was also Lu Chen's uncle in terms of seniority. Today, he was despised by so many people in front of him. He couldn't accept it.
The most important thing is that he is not willing to let the seven spiritual weapons in front of him slip away from his eyes.
Even if a strong person in the Spirit Sect Realm suppresses his strength, it is impossible for him to be comparable to a Spirit King Realm cultivator.
Not only his cultivation, but also his spiritual weapon background and fighting skills, any of which are enough to crush the Spirit King Realm cultivators.
Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and looked back at Lu Yuheng again, "I suspect there is something wrong with this person's brain!"
"Boy, I want to fight you too!" Lu Yuheng said, staring at the spiritual weapons in the field, wanting to rush forward immediately.
Lu Chen suddenly realized that in public, with the Lu family's shadow present, no one dared to snatch it, but some people dared to win it openly, and Lu Yuru was undoubtedly the first to win.
"You said three pieces are worth three?" Lu Chen looked unbelieving.
"Nonsense, as the face of the younger generation of the Lu family, I have a reason to lie to you like a little bastard!" Lu Yuru sneered, "Do you dare to accept it?"
Lu Chen smiled and looked at the two old men, "Senior, could you please help me to be a witness?"
Lu Lan nodded when he heard the words, and bent his hand to grab it. Lu Yuru's ring appeared in his hand. He glanced at the latter, and the latter withdrew the power of his soul. He had nothing to worry about about his uncle. What's more, there was no appraisal. He was worried about the seven items. The spiritual weapon flew away.
"Well, it shouldn't hurt to change three spiritual weapons!" Lu Lan nodded.
Lu Zi smiled and said, "Brother Six, are you just going to let them fool around?"
"Lu Yuru's cultivation is too smooth. In the Lingzong realm, there is no resistance. He has to be beaten every time to temper himself!"
"Haha, Sixth Brother, so you still owe Lu Chen a favor. You don't believe that your nephew can win. After all, he is also in the Lingzong realm!"
When Lu Lan heard this, he glared at Lu Zi, "You are the only one who talks too much!"
Then he looked at the two of them and said, "Are you sure you want to bet on seven spiritual weapons?"
Seeing Lu Lan's gaze, Lu Yuru nodded hurriedly, eager to start immediately.
"Seven items is a bit small, hey, I have one more item!" Lu Chen seemed to have found something good, and a shovel appeared in his hand.
"I..." Everyone around was stunned.
"Are these people who refine spiritual weapons so idle that they don't need money for the materials?" Some people couldn't bear it any longer.
No one is not feeling uncomfortable. Although there are many spiritual weapons in Tianluo Imperial Capital, they are not so many that they are all over the streets. The poverty of Southern Wasteland is not just talk. In Tianluo Imperial Capital, spiritual weapons are still pretty good.
As a genius among the younger generation of the Lu family, Lu Yuru only managed to gather seven spiritual weapons in a short period of time, and she had to replace them with materials.
Looking at the shovel that appeared, Lu Yuru was also a little speechless. Many people made fun of him when he took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks. He even didn't dare to take it out during the fight. Now, Lu Chen took out a shovel. Is this meant to dig the ground? ?
"I'm sorry, this is what I usually use for growing vegetables. May I ask the bastard opposite, do you still have any spiritual weapons? We will go bankrupt!"
Lu Chen's strange and sinister voice made Lu Yuru want to vomit blood. To be despised by a spirit king who is a dignified spirit sect, no, this is already considered humiliating.
"You..." No matter how angry you are, it's useless. This is on the main street of the imperial capital, and there are more and more onlookers. When they heard from a distance that there was a conflict in the Lu family, everyone came running over like a chicken.
Who wouldn’t want to eat the genius among the younger generation of the Lu family?
"No more?" Lu Chen looked surprised, "You are also a strong person in the Lingzong realm? Are you so poor?"
Lu Chen looked contemptuous, and then he took out another dagger and threw it on the ground. It was like throwing away an insignificant piece of garbage, not a spiritual weapon.
"This guy is so arrogant!"
"Keep your voice down, I'll grab it later!"
Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of the head by his companion. He suddenly woke up and saw a fascinating cold light staring at them.
"Lu Yuru, I'm so angry this time!"
"Isn't that right? I'm used to being arrogant and domineering. As a core disciple of the Lu family, I am confident because of my status. This time, my spirit has been completely dampened!"
"It seems that you are nothing more than that!" Lu Chen glanced at Lu Yuru, who was blushing, and picked up the daggers on the ground. "Only eight pieces. In terms of seniority, you are an uncle. If you lose, you will not be able to see me when I see you in the future. Master, bend down and salute, shout uncle, step aside!"
"Lu Chen!" Lu Yuheng shouted hurriedly. No matter what, the generational hierarchy cannot be messed up. In the clan, if Lu Yuru calls Lu Chen uncle in public, who knows what trouble will happen.
"Lu Yuheng, shut up, I bet. I'll bet with you!" Lu Yuru's eyes were already red. Not only was he stimulated, but he was also tempted by the eight spiritual weapons. Who wouldn't want to get rich overnight?
"You..." Lu Yuheng looked ugly and couldn't help but sneer, "I'm afraid you'll have to call me uncle for the rest of your life!" After saying that, he stopped paying attention and said, "Huh, if you call me Uncle Lu Chen, you'll have to call me grandpa!"
"Lu Yuheng, don't force me to kill you!" Lu Yuru shouted angrily.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Okay, do you want to compete?" Lu Zi asked, "You don't think it's embarrassing?"
