"Jin'er, why don't you get up? What are you doing lying on the ground? What happened?"
Seeing Lu Jin lying on the ground and moaning for a long time without getting up, Mrs. Lu asked again.
Upon hearing this, Lu Jin quickly straightened up his demeanor, turned over like a kite, jumped in front of Mr. Lu and Zhang Jingqing, suppressed his turbulent emotions, and said:
"Tianshi, please don't blame Senior Brother Zhang anymore. Grandpa, Master, Dad, you don't have to worry about Jin'er. Jin'er is fine..."
Lu Jin burst into tears when he experienced his first big defeat, and it was a horrific defeat. Even after he calmed down his emotions, he stopped crying.
But as soon as he saw his relatives, his grandfather, father and master who loved him, before he finished speaking, the raging tears could no longer be held back and flowed down his cheeks.
But as a decent person, Lu Jin has a flawless life. Even if he bursts into tears and cries, his words must be:
"Wu...Jin...Jin'er knows that there are people outside the world, and there is a heaven outside the world. Wu...Senior Brother Zhang's methods are far superior to mine. Wu...I am not as good as others. Wu...I am resigned to being defeated. Wu...I have nothing to say, I~ Ugh...I don’t take it seriously at all!”
Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"
I feel so inexplicably guilty!
It's all the big-eared thief's fault. He's back in the mountains. He must use the private money that this guy has been hoarding for several years to treat him, and treat it as mental damage compensation for Lao Lu!
Lu Jin had a sullen face, his eyes were watering, and he was talking seriously about the scene. He pulled back the crowd who were still in the shock of the instant kill, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh.
Among those who laughed, the one who laughed the happiest and loudest was his great-grandfather.
"Oh, my precious grandson was beaten to tears, and he still managed to hold on, hahahaha..."
Lu Xuan comforted him with a smile: "It's okay, Jin'er, let's work hard, practice for a few more years, and beat Senior Brother Zhang to tears!"
Not only the elders, but also the group of peers around them were also laughing. The little fat boy Wang Ai covered his mouth and let out a barbell-like laughter "Kukukuku".
His sweetheart, the little chubby girl Guan Shihua, was also laughing, almost to tears.
Fengping was also laughing. While laughing, he was still shouting: "Brother Lu, it's not shameful to lose to Senior Zhang. Besides, if you beat two and lose one, we won't lose!"
"Shut up, you little bastard, what do you call me?"
Master Chu hit Feng Ping on the head and reprimanded: "Senior Zhang, he and you are the same generation, you want to call me Senior Brother Zhang, you are yelling like this, don't you lose your seniority as a teacher?!"
"It's okay, Master, I've already thought about it. We both have our own issues. I call Senior Brother Zhang Senior, and you call Senior Brother Zhang Junior..."
Before Fengping finished speaking, he was hit by Master Chu's iron fist again.
"Feng Ping, I'm going to get angry when I see you now. If you show your face here again, I'll use the fire escape technique to make you go back to Sichuan and face the wall to think about the past!" Master Chu shouted angrily.
Fengping's head shrank and he didn't dare to continue.
On the other side, Lu Jin finished his speech and heard the laughter from the people around him. He knew that he had lost his composure and could no longer hold back. He cried:
"Master, daddy, I...my clothes are dirty, I'm going to change them!!"
After that, with a tear in his eyes, he buried his head and ran back into the house as if he was running away.
"Xiao Lu, don't run!"
"Master Lu, please stay a little longer. Maybe someone will come up to avenge you?"
Seeing Lu Jin's embarrassment, many people, both the older and younger generations, were making fun of him.
However, a few people did not smile, but looked solemn.
Such as Lu Ci!
In the past, if he saw Lu Jin making a fool of himself, he would definitely laugh at her, but at this moment, he didn't even look at Lu Jin. He only had Zhang Zhiwei in his eyes.
Even if Zhang Zhiwei just stood there, even if Zhang Zhiwei didn't even look at him.
But Lu Ci still felt a strong sense of oppression.
"It's so powerful that it looks like a monster!"
Lu Ci looked crazy, clenched his fists and walked towards the martial arts field.
Lu Ren was startled by Lu Ci's move, and quickly reached out to hold him, whispering:
"Brother, you are crazy, why are you on stage?"
"Brother, don't stop me. As promised before, you can't keep your word!"
There was a trace of madness on Lu Ci's face: "Besides, I have a hunch that now, I can still go on stage to face him, and I still have the courage to go on stage to face him. If I back down now, I will back down for the rest of my life. I will never have it again." With such courage now, I won’t even have the chance to challenge him again!”
Before the great changes in his family, Lu Ci was a very pure person, somewhat similar to Ding Jian'an, one of the two heroes of later generations. The difference was that Ding Jian'an became stronger because of his lack of security, while Lu Ci simply admired strength.
But this kind of purity could not last forever. Ding Zhangan was a loner, but Lu Ci was not. Behind him was the entire Lu family.
When he was young, his father and brother carried the burden for him, so he could be the second young son of the Lu family who respected strength and was unruly.
But accidents always come unexpectedly. Japanese pirates invade and the country is in danger. As a family rooted in this land for thousands of years, the Lu family naturally has character and vows to coexist with the country.
Lu Ci's brother, the unofficial head of the Lu family, who carried the burden for Lu Ci, shed blood on the battlefield and was beheaded by the Japanese.
After hearing the news, the elderly head of the Lu family was so angry that he vomited blood and was on the verge of death. Overnight, he lost both his father and his brother. Lu Ci changed. From then on, personal pursuits were no longer important, and the family came first.
But now, Lu Ci is still the unruly young man who pursues power. When he sees Zhang Zhiwei, the incarnation of power among the younger generation, how could he not have the idea of competing in his heart?
If Lu Ci hadn't boasted about smashing Zhang Zhiwei's Haikou before, he might have struggled a lot, convinced himself to give up, and then laughed at Lu Jin to cover up the ups and downs in his heart.
But since you have boasted so much, there is no way out. You have to pretend to be awesome, even with tears in your eyes.
Lu Ci twisted his shoulders, broke away from Lu Ren's men, and strode towards the martial arts arena.
Looking at his younger brother's firm steps, Lu Ren was stunned for a while.
"Does it really make sense to do something you know you can't do?" He clenched his fists and asked himself.
"Lu Ci, you little bastard, what are you doing?" The head of the Lu family noticed Lu Ci's movements and shouted.
Lu Ci only had Zhang Zhiwei in his eyes, and didn't care at all about his father's words. He even just waved his hand without looking back.
Looking at Lu Ci walking towards him, Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Lu Ci would dare to come on stage after seeing the competition between him and Lu Jin.
"Are you really here to crush me?"
Lu Ci entered the martial arts arena, stared at Zhang Zhiwei, clasped his hands and said, "A man is true to his word, Lu family, Lu Ci, come and learn from Senior Brother Zhang's clever moves!"
