Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

"Jin'er, why don't you get up, why are you lying on the ground all the time? Did something happen?"

Seeing that Lu Jin was lying on the ground moaning for a long time and couldn't get up, Old Master Lu asked again.

When Lu Jin heard this, he quickly straightened his posture, turned over with a kite, and jumped in front of Mrs. Lu and Zhang Jingqing. He suppressed the turbulent emotions and said:

"Tianshi, please don't blame Senior Brother Zhang anymore, grandpa, master, father, you don't have to worry about Jin'er, Jin'er is fine..."

After experiencing a big defeat for the first time, and it was a terrible defeat, Lu Jin burst into tears. Even after sorting out his emotions, he stopped crying.

But as soon as he saw his relatives, saw his grandfather, father and master who loved him so much, before he finished speaking, the surging tears could no longer be held back, streaming down his cheeks.

But as a decent person, Lu Jin has no time in his life. Even if he burst into tears, with a crying voice, he must have a scene:

"Woo...Jin...Jin'er knows that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky, woo...Senior brother Zhang is far superior to me, woo...my skills are inferior to others, woo...willing to be inferior, woo...I have nothing to say, I~ Ugh... don't take it to heart at all!"

Zhang Zhiwei: "..."

What an inexplicable sense of guilt!

It's all the big-eared thief's fault, he's back to the mountain, and he has to get out the private money that this guy has hoarded for several years to treat the guests, and treat it as a mental damage fee for Lao Lu!

Lu Jin's face was sullen, his eyes fluttered, and he was still serious about talking about the scene. He pulled the crowd back who were still in the shock of the spike, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Among the people who laughed, the one who laughed the happiest and the loudest was his great-grandfather.

"Hey, my precious grandson has made people cry, and he's still holding on to it, hahahaha..."

Lu Xuan comforted with a smile: "It's okay, Jin'er, let's be hard-hearted, practice for a few more years, and beat Senior Brother Zhang to tears later!"

Not only the elders, but the group of peers around them were also laughing, the little fat man Wang Ai covered his mouth, and let out a barbell-like laugh.

His sweetheart, the chubby girl Guan Shihua was also laughing, tears were coming out of her eyes.

Feng Ping was also laughing, and 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, what are you yelling about, you little bastard?"

Master Chu slapped Fengping on the head and reprimanded: "Senior Zhang, he is of the same generation as you, and you want to call him Senior Brother Zhang. If you yell like that, you will not lose your seniority as a teacher?!"

"It's okay, master, I've already thought it over, we both have our own discussions, I call Senior Brother Zhang Senior, you call Senior Brother Zhang Junior..."

Before Fengping finished speaking, he was hit by Master Chu's iron fist again.

"Feng Ping, I'm angry when I see you now, and if I show embarrassment here again, I'll use the fire escape technique to make you go back to Sichuan and think about the past!" Master Chu yelled angrily.

Fengping shrank his head, not daring to continue.

On the other side, after Lu Jin finished talking about the scene, he heard the laughter of the people around him one after another, knowing that he had lost his composure, and couldn't hold back any longer, crying:

"Master, Daddy, I...my clothes are dirty, I'm going to change!!"

After finishing speaking, she shed tears, lowered her head, and ran back into the house like fleeing.

"Little Lu, don't run away!"

"Master Lu, stay a little longer, maybe someone will go up to avenge you?"

Seeing Lu Jin's embarrassment, many people made fun of him, whether it was the older generation or the younger generation.

However, there were also a few people who didn't smile, but looked dignified.

Like Lu Ci!

In the past, when he saw Lu Jin making a fool of himself, he would definitely have laughed at him severely, but at this moment, he didn't even look at Lu Jin at all, he only had Zhang Zhiwei in his eyes.

Even if Zhang Zhiwei simply stood there, even if Zhang Zhiwei didn't cast his eyes on him at all.

But Lu Ci still felt a strong sense of oppression.

"It's really powerful like a monster!"

With a crazy face, Lu Ci clenched his fists and walked towards the martial arts arena.

Lu Ren was taken aback by Lu Ci's action, he quickly reached out to hold him, and said in a low voice:

"Brother, you are crazy, what are you doing on stage?"

"Brother, don't stop me, what you said before, you can't say nothing!"

There was a trace of madness on Lu Ci's face: "Besides, I have a premonition that now, I can still face him on stage, and I still have the courage to face him on stage. If I shrink back now, I will retreat for the rest of my life, and I will never have it again." Now that I have such courage, I won’t even have the chance to challenge him again!”

Before the great changes in the family, Lu Ci was a very pure person, somewhat similar to Ding Zhuan, one of the two heroes of later generations. The difference is that Ding Zhuan became stronger because of lack of security, while Lu Ci purely advocated strength.

But this kind of purity could not last forever, Ding Zhangan was a loner, not Lu Ci, behind him was the entire Lu family.

When he was young, he had his father and elder brother to carry him forward, so he could be the second young master of the Lu family who admired strength and was rebellious.

But accidents always come unprepared, Japanese pirates invade, and the country is at stake. As a thousand-year-old family rooted in this land, the Lu family is naturally strong, vowing to live and die with the country.

Lu Ci's elder brother, the appointed head of the Lu family, the one who carried the burden for Lu Ci, shed blood on the battlefield and was beheaded by the devils.

Hearing this news, the old Patriarch Lu was so angry that he vomited blood and was on the verge of death. In one night, he lost his father and brother, and 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 master who pursues strength. Seeing Zhang Zhiwei, the incarnation of strength in the younger generation, how could he not have the idea of ​​a contest in his heart?

If he hadn't boasted that he was going to smash Zhang Zhiwei's Haikou before, Lu Ci might have struggled a bit, persuaded himself to give up, and then covered up the ups and downs in his heart by laughing at Lu Jin.

But now that Haikou has been boasted, there is no way out, and I have to pretend to be forced, even with tears in my eyes.

Lu Ci twisted his shoulders, broke away from Lu Ren's men, and strode towards the martial arts arena.

Seeing his younger brother's firm steps, Lu Ren was stunned for a while.

"Is it really meaningful to do something knowing that it can't be done?" He clenched his fists and asked himself.

"Lu Ci, you little bastard, what are you doing?" Patriarch Lu noticed Lu Ci's movements and shouted.

Lu Ci only had Zhang Zhiwei in his eyes, and he didn't care about his father's words at all, and even waved his hands without turning his head.

Looking at Lu Ci walking towards him, Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, but he never expected that Lu Ci would dare to go on stage after seeing the competition between him and Lu Jin.

"Are you really going to crush me?"

Lu Ci entered the martial arts arena, stared at Zhang Zhiwei, clasped his hands and said, "A real man speaks his mind, Lu Family, Lu Ci, come and teach Brother Zhang how to do it!"