Ultimate Master of Martial Arts

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Lu Fan's voice was calm and powerful. In an instant, Lu Hao and others all set their sights on Lu Fan.

Lu Ming suddenly laughed at this moment, with sarcasm in his laughter.

"You? With your six-strength strength, you can't resist a single move."

Lu Feng stopped Lu Ming from continuing to speak and patted him lightly. Lu Ming is a little unclear. Is he wrong?

Lu Haoran ignored Lu Ming's words, and looked straight at the land where he said: "Are you sure?"

Lu Fan calmly said: "Yes!"

His eyes flickered, and Lu Haoran turned to look at Lu Hao: "What do you think."

Lu Hao thought for a moment and said: "Since Lu Fan is sure, let him go. The worst is just to lose."

Lu Mingwen couldn't help but said again: "What it means is to lose, he will only be disgraced and show no one in my Lu family."

Lu Feng frowned and said: "Lu Ming, what are you talking about. Lu Fan is your cousin, pay attention to it."

Lu Ming looked at Landing Fan, disdainful, didn't talk about emotions at all, and continued: "I'm just telling the truth. Lu Fan, don't think that your cultivation is slightly higher, you can carry the family honor, that Mo Yun Fei is about to develop his strength. If you face him, you will only be ruthlessly beaten. On the high platform, no matter life or death, even if you are killed, no one will be pitiful. "

Lu Fan said lightly: "I know."

Lu Ming saw Lu Fan's calm and unrestrained appearance, and was even more angry. A waste actually wants to be in the limelight.

Fist clenched, suddenly, Lu Ming said to the landing: "Let me try if you really have the ability to compete on stage."

What came out of the sound was Lu Ming's fist, a punch full of anger, and the strength brought up the sound of breaking the wind. The power of this punch was already enough to break the rock.

Dang, next moment, Lu Fan raised his hand and took Lu Ming's fist.

Simple and easy. Lu Fan didn't even stand up, grabbed Lu Ming's fist and said, "You still sit and have a good rest."

After finishing his speech, his palm shook vigorously, and Lu Ming ’s arms, visible to the naked eye, were all rippling. Lu Ming himself was pressed down by the boulder and sat on the chair.

With a shock on his face, Lu Ming was speechless in an instant.

Jaw-dropping is not only him, but also the land breeze standing aside.

The father and son did not expect that Lu Fan's power would be so great.

Lu Haoran's eyes suddenly shone, and said: "Okay, Lu Fan. Wait for everything to be given to you."

Lu Fan let go of Lu Ming's fist, then Lu Ming saw that his fist had been pinched out by Lu Fan with five clear finger prints.

Lu Ming was completely stunned and couldn't believe what he saw.

How could Lu Fan be so powerful. It's like changing a person. Lu Ming couldn't accept the fact that Lu Fan had already surpassed him, and his entire face began to twitch.

It's only been three months, just three months!

Lu Hao couldn't close his mouth with a smile, no matter what Lu Fan's performance was, the scene just now was enough to make him happy for three days.

Above the platform, the contest has already begun.

The children of some small families are playing on the high platform with pleasure, but their strength is too low, but they are only practicing five or six weights, and the fight is not enjoyable.

Mo Tian turned his head at this time and looked at Lu Haoran: "Luo Gui, who will wait for your family to go? Have you discussed it? In my opinion, no matter whoever loses, it is better to leave early."

Mo Tian smiled, as if winning.

Lu Haoran's eyes flickered, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: "Mo Lao Gui, since you are so confident, how about we hang our heads."

Mo Tian said in surprise: "Luo Gui, are you serious? Is it possible that Lu Ming is not the strongest younger generation of your Lu family? Interesting, interesting, what color do you want to hang."

Lu Haoran said: "If you Mo family took the lead, I lost to you two shops in the city."

Mo Tian said happily: "Okay. But first, ok, which two shops, but I choose."

Lu Haoran's pupils contracted, but he still responded, saying: "No problem. But if our Lu family wins the contest, you have to lose to me."

Mo Tian smiled and said: "You don't want to shop? Our Mo family makes you so fancy."

Lu Haoran smiled slightly: "It's okay. I just want to take a look at your Mo Family's small bust."

The smile on Mo Tian's face converged and said: "It turned out to be a martial art of our Mo family. Well, I promise you, that's it."

Lu Haoran smiled slightly.

Mo Tian sneered and said, "I want to see what other tricks the Lu family can play. I will settle the two shops."

At this time, Zhang Yan, who had been sitting on the other side and said nothing, said: "Master Mo, Master Lu, your bet, can I also participate in it again?"

Mo Tian turned to look at Zhang Yan and said: "Oh? Master Zhang also wants to participate, no problem. I don't know what Master Zhang is willing to come up with as a bonus?"

Zhang Yan thought for a while and said, "Well, my Zhang family is not as rich and powerful as the two big families, nor does it have any martial arts skills. How about I take 20,000 gold coins as a bet?"

Mo Tian smiled and said, "Master Zhang, if you lose your words, are you like us who are short of money? Twenty thousand is too little, it is worse than one hundred thousand."

Zhang Yan frowned slightly. One hundred thousand gold coins were not a small number. Even if the Zhang family had money, it would hurt his vitality if he took out one hundred thousand. At this time, Zhang Yuehan sitting next to him nodded slightly. Zhang Yan understood what his daughter meant and gritted her teeth: "Okay, one hundred thousand is one hundred thousand."

Mo Tian smiled and said: "Well, I have no problem, old man Lu, what do you think?"

Lu Haoran nodded and said, "I have no problem."

"Then make a contract."

Waving his hand, Mo Tian handed over the ceremonies, wrote the contract, in triplicate, and signed by the three parties.

After signing his name, Lu Haoran turned to Lu Fan and said: "Lu Fan, you also saw it. I do n’t want to lose in the two shops. You can give me a little effort and do n’t hide it. If you win, that little dashing punch is your."

Lu Fan nodded clearly, Lu Haoran made this gamble, the purpose was actually to get a punch for him, and it was a good intention.

The competitions of other small families gradually came to an end, and the son of the Xu family in the south of the city was standing on the ring. He practiced the seven-fold body training and waved proudly to the crowd.

At this time, under Mo Tian's indication, a child of the Mo family went to the ring. Niu is tall and big, with a Chinese character face and muscular knots, it looks imposing.

This person's name is Mo Hong, and he is the second most prosperous person in the Mo family. When he came to the stage, with three punches and two feet, he knocked the Xu family's son off the high platform with open arms, Mo Hong shouted loudly, "Who else!"

Mo Tian smiled and said: "Mo Hong is more and more powerful."

Behind him, people from other families smiled and said: "Mo Hong's Mo Hong is more and more like a blind man."

Standing on the stage, no one dared to challenge Mo Hong for a while. As long as they are discerning people, it can be seen that Mo Hong's current strength is close to the eighth level of physical training, and the children of other small families are afraid that he can't fight him.

Everyone looks forward to landing home and Zhang family, and now has the ability to beat Mo Hong, that is, Lu family and Zhang family.

However, Lu Ming had just vomited blood in front of everyone, fearing that he would be unable to fight for a while. Can anyone else from the Lu family stand up to face Mo Hong? Everyone shook his head gently. I am afraid that no one from the Lu family would come to the stage to test.

At a time when everyone believed that no one in the Lu family dared to fight, Lu Fan stood up and it was time for him to play.

After a little movement, Lu Fan jumped onto the high platform.

When everyone saw clearly that the person sent by the Lu family was Lu Fan, many people burst into laughter.

"Lu Fan, it was Lu Fan who was sent by the Lu family. Is this going to break the jar?"

"Hey, Lu Fan, you should come down and put on your clothes first. I'm afraid you won't be able to put on your clothes after you get beaten."

"Waste Lu Fan, you deliberately went to death! It seems that you are not only a waste, but also have a brain problem."

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The shouting of these people embarrassed the Lu family. But apart from Lu Hao and others sitting at the front, no one could refute the cries of this group of people, even if Lu Fan had a dazzling performance at the annual festival, but that was only an internal matter of the Lu family, and little was known to outsiders.

A bunch of Lu family children are black, why do they hate Lu Fan, a large part of the reason is because Lu Fan made their entire Lu family shame.

All Lu family children are thinking, why should Lu Fan go up and change another person!

Listening to the shout, Lu Hao frowned slightly: "A group of short-sighted people, the sound of frogs at the bottom of the well."

Lu Haoran said: "Don't care, after today, they will be proud of knowing Lu Fan."

Lu Haozhan Yan Yi smiled and said: "Of course."

On the ring, Mo Hong also laughed. Look at Landing Fandao: "You dare to come up, you must not laugh at me."

Lu Fan said nothing, but stood quietly.

Mo Hong was still clutching his belly and smiling, Mo Yunfei from the Mo family below, and Mo Lin all smiled happily. The Zhang family advocated that Yan was laughing, and said to Zhang Yuehan while smiling: "Yuehan, look at that Lu Fan, it's a living treasure. He dare to stand up and laugh at me at this time."

Zhang Yuehan also had a smile on his face, looking at Landing Fan's gaze with pity, but this gaze disappeared.

Everyone was laughing, but Mo Tian could not laugh.

Because Mo Tian only clearly saw the scars on Lu Fan's body at that time. The scars, one after another, were deep and shallow. Looking closely, it was shocking.

Master Mo knew clearly what kind of person could get such a scar.

This is a sign of the warrior, a proof of perseverance.

But he could not understand why these scars would appear on Lu Fan's body, could it be that Lu Fan, the laughingstock of Jiang Lincheng, was the young warrior hidden deep in the Lu family?

Master Mo wanted to think that he was wrong, but when he looked at Lu Fan who was standing there calmly, he could feel the little momentum from Lu Fan's body.

It was an expression of unlimited suppression of warfare. Lu Fan looked at Mo Hongdao calmly: "Enough to laugh? Can we start?"