Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Last Keeper of the Lu Family
"That's all you can do?"
"The last inheritor of the Lu family, the largest family in Northern County back then, is this the level of boxing?"
"Ridiculous!"
"If it's at this level, it's better to give the title of the head of the Lu family to our Lingyun County branch Lu family!"
"I don't know how the ancestors of our Lu family in Lingyun County could lose to people like you back then!"
Lu Xiu said some words that seemed to be true and false, constantly angering Lu Changchun, who was very likely to be his ancestor a hundred years ago.
Hearing the sarcastic words that kept coming out of Lu Xiu's mouth, Lu Changchun took a deep breath and forced himself to continue to fight calmly, but the anger in his heart involuntarily became more and more vigorous.
"You know what?"
"I, Lu Changchun, was originally a son of the Lu family in Northern County who was dedicated to studying literature, if it weren't for the literary prison that was framed ten years ago, I would have been a person by now, and even Jinshi is hopeful!"
"A hundred-year-old dynasty, a thousand-year-old family, how can you, a person from the branch Lu family, understand the mystery of inheriting the family?"
"If we rely solely on the practice of martial arts and do not have the support of the power of officialdom and literati, how can my Lu family become a prestigious family that has been inherited for hundreds of years, from the war era at the end of the Ming Dynasty to the present? Do you rely on those of you warriors who only know how to fight and kill all day long? ”
"Foolish! As a member of the Lu family, now that the main family has been destroyed, you don't want to take revenge, but still only know how to covet the position of the main family! ”
"How ridiculous! How ridiculous! ”
Lu Changchun's emotions began to become more and more intense as he spoke, and he stepped forward without any defense at all, and slammed his palm towards Lu Xiu's chest, directly looking at death as if he were at home, forcing Lu Xiu to be a little passive for a while.
Although Lu Xiu himself couldn't feel the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of ordinary people too much, after all, he had lived in the world for so many years before and after, and he was completely able to understand the meaning of his ancestors.
The other party is his ancestor a hundred years ago, and looking at this boxing method, he is obviously also closely related to his master Li Changchun's lineage, whether it is based on the connection of his own blood or calculating the kindness of being adopted by his master Li Changchun for so many years, he is not good at killing him.
In view of such a reason, although Lu Xiu still suppressed Lu Changchun throughout the whole process between his actions, due to the embarrassing situation of not being able to make a killer, Lu Changchun still had the strength to open his mouth intermittently in the process of being constantly suppressed by Lu Xiu.
And Lu Xiu, the ancestor of a hundred years ago, seems to be a cold, arrogant and stylish literati, but what Lu Xiu didn't expect was that this guy was a real chatter, although he couldn't fight, but he could force him to chatter!
I don't know if Lu Changchun saw that Lu Xiu was restrained between his shots, in short, he was scolding the street while fighting, and all kinds of nonsense and dragging the text made Lu Xiu dizzy, and he lost a little momentum for a while.
"Enough!"
"Yunlong flicks his tail!"
After the time of half the incense, Lu Xiu, who could no longer bear Lu Changchun's beep and beep Lailai, shook his hand was a volley whip, and used the matching breathing method of Changchun Fist to simulate the details of the tail flick of the cloud dragon that he had just learned, and the "whip" was thrown towards Lu Changchun's head.
This move, combined with the coercion of the Heart Realm used by Lu Xiu, in Lu Changchun's eyes in an instant, the mysterious man in front of him seemed to have suddenly risen into an ancient giant, and the whip he threw down seemed to be surging towards him with rolling wind and thunder like a whip from a god.
"Hmm!"
With a dull loud noise, Lu Changchun, who was powerless to dodge and could only parry in vain, was smashed on his hands by Lu Xiu, the god who came from the volley, with a "whip", and this surging huge force made his arms directly paralyzed and swollen the moment he hit Lu Changchun's hands, and fell to the ground.
"You're not a cloud dragon flicker!"
Even if he had suffered a loss at the hands of Lu Xiu just now, Lu Changchun, who fell to the ground, was still full of unconvincing, and his tone of voice was also the same kind of awkwardness as a dead duck's mouth.
"No, no, no! You can still fight anyway! ”
Lu Xiu's face was unhappy and he glared directly at Lu Changchun, who fell to the ground, and mercilessly refuted his face, after being brainwashed by Lu Changchun's magic voice for so long, Lu Xiu no longer had the intention of tolerating and caring for him, the ancestor of a hundred years ago.
"Young people, don't be too confident, I just haven't learned much of the essence of our Lu Jiaxingyun Boxing, otherwise you would have been completely dismantled by me if you are not even a Xuan-level boxing technique."
Lu Changchun, who was knocked to the ground, was stunned for a moment after hearing Lu Xiu's obviously threatening words, and then began to tell Lu Xiu about the glorious history of the Lu family in the northern county again.
“……”
"Xuanjie middle grade! Do you understand the meaning of the middle grade of the Xuan Rank? ”
"When our Lu family was at its most glorious, there was once a Sect Master of the Pulp Washing Realm, and the innate martial artist of the Dirty Refining Realm even had the number of ten fingers, a proper Wang clan!"
"Back then, the previous lords of Nanping Mansion had to come to our Lu family to visit one or two before taking office!"
Feeling the fanaticism and intoxication of Lu Changchun's words for the power of the Lu family in its heyday, Lu Xiu couldn't help but purse his mouth and interjected:
"Yes, our Lu family was indeed brilliant back then, but what's the point?"
"After the literary prison, the Lu family has declined, even if you take you, my brothers, to rush into Qingning County to take revenge on those who once fell into the well for the Lu family, the glory of our Lu family will not be able to return."
"If you have the time to think about this, it is better to directly change your surname and pass on the excellent bloodline of your Lu family's descendants."
Lu Xiu impatiently interrupted Lu Changchun's long words that kept nostalgic for the glory of the past, and directly blocked all of Lu Changchun's imagination in one sentence.
"Change your surname!"
"How can you change your surname, our Lu family has so many glorious pasts, this is not a simple name, this is glory!"
"Glory, do you understand? If you can't carry the glorious history of many clansmen in the past to the future, but choose to change your name to pass on the family's bloodline forever, what is the meaning of such a way? ”
"The hundred-year-old Lu family, the hundred-year-old Wang clan in Nanping Mansion, for this glory, there have been countless clansmen who have died for this and overcome obstacles, although I, Lu Changchun, am just a pedantic literati, but I will never allow such a thing to happen!"
"You can have this idea, and I, Lu Changchun, may not be able to continue the family due to lack ability, but I am always willing to die for the family!"