Jianghu are all masters

155.

Ke Xingwen was extremely nervous when he heard Lu Yanfeng said that he would compete with Lu Zhaoming.

He pulled Lu Yanfeng's arm, pulled Lu Yanfeng aside, and whispered.

Zhang Xiaoyuan saw what Ke Xingwen said from the top of his head.

"Little uncle, be careful." Ke Xingwen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "That Lu Zhaoming is very skilled in martial arts."

Lu Yanfeng replied: "Don't worry, I'm not good at talking, but at least I'm good at swordsmanship."

He is ranked 31st in Jianghu, and at his age, this is indeed enough capital to make him proud.

"Of course I believe in my little master's swordsmanship." Ke Xingwen was a little nervous, "The key is not here, the key is that Lu Zhaoming, he is a pervert!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Huh? ?

Senior brother is ruthless, but why did he become a pervert?

Ke Xingwen: "You don't know, little uncle! He just likes to kick people's ass!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Ke Xingwen: "He kicked at least a dozen people down from the martial arts conference! They all kicked their butts!"

Lu Yanfeng showed puzzled eyes: "...that's right."

Ke Xingwen seemed to recall some bad memories, he couldn't help but straightened his waist, retracted his hips, and said, "It's definitely not the end of the order, it hurts so much!"

Lu Yanfeng nodded, and repeated: "He always kicks people's ass when fighting."

Ke Xingwen couldn't help nodding his head in response: "Yes! Little Martial Uncle, you should pay more attention, this move is too ruthless!"

Lu Yanfeng: "So he also kicked Xiao Que'er's ass..."

Ke Xingwen: "Yeah?!"

Hearing what he said, Lu Yanfeng nodded seriously: "Sure enough."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Looking at Lu Yanfeng, Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that Lu Yanfeng was full of murderous intent. He looked at Lu Zhaoming with countless knives in his eyes, wishing to nail Lu Zhaoming to death on this mountain road.

And Lu Zhaoming...

Zhang Xiaoyuan looked at Lu Zhaoming, who was still flashing numbers from the top of his head.

"470 one, 470 two, 470 three..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

And Lu Zhaoming was still counting the steps.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was scared and nervous.

All he knew was that the senior brother's martial arts should be ranked between the third and fifty in the Jianghu.

He didn't know the exact ranking of senior brother, but Lu Yanfeng's ranking was already extremely scary, and now Lu Yanfeng's murderous appearance... Zhang Xiaoyuan was very worried that something would happen to senior senior brother.

Hualiuque limped and walked beside him, whispering to them, "I'm sorry, I..."

Lu Zhaoming happened to count to five hundred, stopped his great undertaking of counting stone steps, and said, "It's okay, I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for a long time."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "Eldest brother, the martial arts conference is just over..."

Lu Zhaoming lowered his voice: "Is he the future head of Sanhua Palace?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "If it is according to Mei Ling'an's intention, it should be so."

Lu Zhaoming nodded: "Okay, then I won't kick ass."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. Pei Jun mentioned to Lu Zhaoming that day that kicking buttocks was to prevent the other party from being seriously injured, but it was too unsightly. Don't be so good.

Lu Zhaoming has already started thinking about where to start.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was still nervous.

He leaned next to Lu Zhaoming, and whispered to Lu Zhaoming, "Brother, he is ranked 31 in the Jianghu, he is already considered a top master."

Lu Zhaoming nodded: "En."

"And he seems to have misunderstood you, I'm afraid he will be cruel." Zhang Xiaoyuan frowned, "Why don't we push this competition..."

Hua Liuque kept nodding, agreeing with Zhang Xiaoyuan's opinion: "Brother, I'll go and explain to him, and let him stop doing these inexplicable things."

Lu Zhaoming asked, "Are you a little afraid of him?"

Hualiuque paused: "What..."

Lu Zhaoming: "I think you don't want to talk to him, but he pesters you."

Hua Liuque frowned slightly and said, "He has a strange temper and speaks strangely. I am indeed a little afraid of him."

Lu Zhaoming nodded: "OK."

Zhang Xiaoyuan faintly felt something was wrong.

He grabbed Lu Zhaoming's arm and asked, "Brother, what do you want to do?"

"I can't kick his ass." Lu Zhaoming said, "If his leg is broken, he won't be able to entangle Hua Liuque."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Flower Bird: "???"

……

After arriving in Sanhua Palace, Zhang Xiaoyuan looked at Lu Yanfeng's murderous eyes, and then at Lu Zhaoming's calm eyes looking at Lu Yanfeng's legs.

In fact, Mei Len'an also remembered Lu Zhaoming's revenge for kicking Ke Xingwen off the high platform. In his heart, he hoped that Lu Yanfeng would teach Lu Zhaoming a good lesson. Anyway, he would stop as soon as he clicked, and he would not hurt him. At most, he would just lose face. He didn't think it was a serious matter.

Many people from all over the world who came to participate in Mei Ling'an's birthday have already arrived at the Sanhua Palace, and now they somehow heard that the well-known Lu Yanfeng Road hero in the world is going to compete with others, and the people who watched the excitement gathered around a few floors first.

Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't express his nervousness in his heart. He watched from the front row, fearing that something might happen.

Lu Yanfeng did what he said, he said that he would let Lu Zhaoming keep one hand, but he really tied his left hand behind his back with a belt, and held the sword with his right, his eyes were not afraid at all, full of murderous intent.

Standing a few steps away from him, Lu Zhaoming slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, and held the scabbard in his other hand, his gaze was still moving on Lu Yanfeng's two legs.

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that Lu Zhaoming might be thinking about which leg to smash.

Zhang Xiaoyuan sighed.

"Today is just a competition." Mei Len'an emphasized repeatedly, "Just click as much as you want, and you must not hurt people's lives."

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that Mei Ling'an's words seemed to be intended for Lu Yanfeng.

He is really scared.

The competition was about to start, Zhang Xiaoyuan turned his head and looked nervously at Lu Yanfeng.

A line of words popped out of Lu Yan's limelight.

"Lu Yanfeng, ranked 31st in Jianghu, due to his restraint and restricted movement, he has dropped to 41st."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that there was no need to look at what happened next.

He saw the two swords intersect, Lu Yanfeng deflected the long sword in his hand, and hit back with his backhand, Lu Zhaoming blocked it with the scabbard, revealing an empty door, Lu Yanfeng's sword moved squarely, but his scabbard also struck straight In Lu Yanfeng's hand, for some reason, the sword in Lu Yanfeng's hand came out and hit Lu Yanfeng's leg heavily.

And Lu Zhaoming's head floated the word Fu Yuan Ji Jia.

As long as he wants to hit someone's leg, he can definitely hit it.

Zhang Xiaoyuan looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.

……

Lu Yanfeng's sword hilt hit his leg, and after a moment of silence, there was an uproar.

Mei Len'an panicked, and was about to stop, when Lu Yanfeng frowned in pain, but simply bumped into the hilt of the sword, and the other edge of the sword slashed straight at Lu Zhaoming.

Lu Zhaoming took a step back, but it was a little too late, Lu Yanfeng's sword was made of cold iron, the cold air on the sword cut across his shoulder, made a small cut, and blood dripped out immediately.

"Enough!" Mei Len'an hurriedly called the two of them to stop, "Enough!"

Lu Yanfeng was in cold sweat from the pain, but he didn't say a word. He bent down and picked up the sword. Seeing that Lu Zhaoming's expression was different, he said, "Good work."

Lu Zhaoming didn't seem to feel any pain at all, so he put his sword back into its sheath, bowed to Lu Yanfeng, and said, "Thank you, senior, for your mercy."

This is what Zhang Xiaoyuan taught him just before going on the field, let him say the same no matter whether he wins or loses, and always save some face for Sanhua Palace.

Ke Xingwen and several Sanhua Palace disciples had already rushed over to check on Lu Yanfeng's injuries, but Lu Yanfeng was still able to walk, but only touched the ground with his toe, he was a little embarrassed, obviously in extreme pain.

Zhang Xiaoyuan supported Lu Zhaoming's arm, the blood had already stained his sleeve red, and the sword qi hurt him deeply, he simply bandaged Lu Zhaoming without saying a word, thinking about other things in his mind.

It seems that senior brother's martial arts should be around forty, maybe slightly higher, and senior senior brother Fu Yuan is excellent, but if the opponent's strength is amazing, he can still hurt him.

Lu Yanfeng was the first person Zhang Xiaoyuan saw to injure Lu Zhaoming.

Zhang Xiaoyuan frowned, and hurriedly treated the wound for Lu Zhaoming. The wound was not big, but it was deep, and the blood kept gushing out. He originally wanted to stop the bleeding first, but it was the first time he treated the wound for others, and the bleeding was so Too much, he has already started to panic.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was afraid that he would press the wound too hard and it would hurt Lu Zhaoming. He covered the wound with white gauze for a while, but the blood still didn't stop. The yarn just covered Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand, and said: "If you want to stop the bleeding, you need to use more force."

Zhang Xiaoyuan said: "I'm afraid you will hurt..."

"I don't feel any pain." Lu Zhaoming pressed Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand so that he could understand the strength he should have to stop the bleeding, "You don't have to worry."

Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't know what to say, he was weak in martial arts, he didn't see clearly what Lu Zhaoming and Lu Yanfeng did just now, so it can be guessed that Lu Zhaoming deliberately showed his flaws to lure Lu Yanfeng into the bait.

If this move is used in a competition with a similar level or a person with lower martial arts, it will have a miraculous effect, but he dared to do this to Shang Lu Yanfeng, Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but said: "It's too dangerous! "

"Tell him, he doesn't understand." Jiang Jianyu was rummaging through the bag for medicine powder, and said casually, "Eldest brother likes to take risks."

Cao Zilian seemed to have just recovered, and said with emotion: "This martial art is too good..."

Hua Liuque was dumbfounded, as if she had finally come to her senses, she opened her mouth slowly and asked, "Did you really interrupt?"

Lu Zhaoming shook his head: "I didn't intend to break his leg. It only hurt for a few days at most. It shouldn't hurt any bones."

But before they left Sanhua Palace, Lu Yanfeng might have to work with crutches.

"Such precise strikes." Hua Liuque was deeply impressed, "It must have broken many legs just by looking at it."

"Not many." Lu Zhaoming replied seriously, "You are the first one."

Flower Bird: "..."