Lu Jing was unlikely to comply with Fang Zijing's unkind request.
But from the look of Fang Zijing, if Lu Jing didn't help him, it seemed that he would keep kneeling there and not get up.
Lu Jing has a headache now. He just feels that what happened today is getting more and more outrageous. Now he wants to end this matter quickly and then take a closer look at what is wrong with his body.
So when he saw this, he had no choice but to say feebly, "Is there anything else?"
"Fang... wants to have another fight with Young Master Lu." Fang Zijing said something that surprised everyone.
Except for Lu Jing himself, everyone in the yard has probably seen that Fang Zijing is not Lu Jing's opponent. Even Fang Zijing himself is convinced of this. If you kick the iron plate, this kind of thing only needs to be dealt with in the world. You will always encounter it after a long time, and it is not shameful to apologize and bow your head at this time.
Just like what Fang Zijing did just now, but after bowing his head, Fang Zijing suggested that he wanted to do it again, which was really unexpected. Even the six Jianghu people who came with Fang Zijing looked at each other in confusion at this moment, wondering what kind of medicine Fang Zijing was selling in his gourd.
Some people speculated that the previous punch failed to impress Lu Jing and made Fang Zijing lose his face. Fang Zijing couldn't swallow this breath and wanted to get back on the field again. Some people also thought that Fang Zijing had just come up with some trick that could surprise him, so he couldn't wait. He was going to challenge Lu Jing again, or maybe Fang Zijing felt that today's matter was a mess and he was sorry for his employer and it would be difficult to explain to him when he went back, so he thought of using this move to silence his employer and prove that he had tried his best today. …
In short, there are all kinds of random thoughts, but Fang Zijing's thoughts at this time are actually very simple.
When he said he wanted to have a fight with Lu Jing, he really just meant it... literally.
Fang Zijing learned martial arts from his master at the age of eight.
He was stung under the bright sun, his legs were weak, and the sweat on his forehead kept flowing into his eyes, which stung him so much that he could hardly open his eyes. However, he still did not stop until the master called to stop, and he gritted his teeth. support.
Within seven years of joining the apprenticeship, he had defeated all his fellow apprentices.
Therefore, he still has his own pursuits in martial arts, but his master's level is not high, probably about the same as Zhang Sanfeng.
So in the ninth year, the master told Fang Zijing that he could no longer teach him anything, and he would have to go on his own in the future.
So Fang Zijing said goodbye to his master and began to travel around the world. With his fairly good martial arts skills, he also made many friends and brothers, and they all gathered together to eat meat and drink wine.
But Fang Zijing was still not happy in his heart, because he found that after so many years of wandering in the martial arts world, his kung fu had not fallen behind, and he practiced hard every day. Just a little bit stronger.
Fang Zijing knew that he had hit a bottleneck.
Bottleneck is a problem that almost every martial arts practitioner will have a headache with. Fortunately for those disciples from famous sects, they can get a lot of useful advice by asking their teachers and uncles.
However, people like Fang Zijing, who are not strong enough as teachers, do not have this convenience and can only bury their heads in thinking.
But if you don’t even understand what the problem is, how can you come up with a solution?
So Fang Zijing’s card is six or seven years.
Of course, he has been wandering around the world for so long, and it’s not just Lu Jing who met the master. It’s just that he usually avoids the master when he sees him, for fear that he might offend the other person’s life, and the master, most of them His vision is also high, and those famous heroes have no time to deal with small characters like him.
It was rare that he met an expert who was chivalrous and easy to talk to today, so Fang Zijing's heart became itchy again.
Directly asking for advice would probably not work, as the probability of being rejected was very high. After all, the two of them were not from the same school. No matter how easy-talking Lu Jing was, he would not be good enough to answer every question, and he had just collided with the other party.
Fang Zijing felt regret now, and now he could only come up with a stupid way.
——Go and experience it for yourself.
When he was practicing martial arts, his master said that many martial arts principles, no matter how much you talk about them, are not as intuitive as feeling them with your hands.
How can the sending and receiving operation of Qi Jin be truly smooth and natural? How to realize that Qi follows the heartbeat?
Fang Zijing actually had some insights from the punch just now, but it was not enough, so let's watch it again.
This opportunity is rare. After passing this village, I don’t know when I will find another store.
Of course, Fang Zijing was not that thick-skinned and let Lu Jing continue to stand there and get beaten by him in vain, so this time he said, "Young Master Lu, no matter how hard you take action, there is no need to show mercy. Even if you beat me to death on the spot, Fang will never do it." A complaint.”
After Fang Zijing finished speaking, he rushed to the six companions behind him and said, "You also swear now that if I die later, you will use the money I have on me to buy a thin coffin for me, and bury it anywhere you want, and then tell me Just give me a word from my master and never cause trouble to Shaoxia Lu again!"
The six people looked at each other again after hearing this. Some people opened their mouths to say something, but as companions, they knew Fang Zijing's temper very well, and they would not regret what they had decided. In the end, the six people had no choice but to swear one by one.
Still fighting? Lu Jing smiled bitterly. He didn't know what Fang Zijing wanted to do, but looking at so many people across from him, and all of them were tall and thick, he knew that he had no say in this side, so although he was disappointed, he could only accept the reality. , Fang Zijing said, "Then you go ahead and hit me, I won't fight back."
Fang Zijing obviously misunderstood Lu Jing's meaning of "not fighting back", and thought that Lu Jing had seen his true intention. Instead of rejecting him, he actually gave some guidance. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the other party could take action but failed. I just stood there and let him do whatever he wanted. Isn't this just to better let him feel the movement of the breath in his body?
Thinking of this, Fang Zijing couldn't help but feel more grateful when he looked at Lu Jing. Although he had already worshiped his master and could not worship him again, even if the two of them did not have the title of master and disciple, they had already become one after this punch. The reality of master and disciple.
Fang Zijing has secretly made up his mind. If one day he has the opportunity to help Lu Shaoxia, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, he will never retreat, so as to repay the kindness of passing on his art today.
