Lu Feng was not injured, but his face was blue and swollen, obviously someone slapped him in the face.

Not only Yang Xiaobai could see it clearly, but Lu Feng's father also saw it, and he was still full of expectations that his handsome and excellent baby son would leave a good impression on Yang Xiaobai as a handsome son, but such a result was unexpected, and now his son is like a ridiculous pig's head.

"Say, what's the matter? Did someone beat you just now?" Lu Yunfeng secretly moved angrily.

In his mind, among these young disciples of the younger generation, none of them had the ability to beat his son like this, this should be a certain powerful elder, maybe he couldn't get used to his son's consistent proud style, so he taught him a lesson.

Hitting someone doesn't slap him in the face, not to mention that this is Lu Yunfeng's son, Lu Yunfeng immediately thought of finding that person and retaliating with a tooth for a tooth.

"Senior Uncle Lu, Senior Uncle Xiaobai, the situation is like this, just now Lu Feng had a competition with a young disciple of the eighteenth generation......

In the crowd, the middle-aged man surnamed Wu stood up and explained.

Among this group of Yang Sect disciples, only this surnamed Wu has a slightly higher seniority, and he is the head of this guild hall, which is equivalent to one of the heads of the same sect in this reception. He more or less understands Lu Yunfeng's character, Lu Yunfeng has always been strong and loves face, his son was beaten, if he didn't explain to him in time that it was his son who initiated a competition just now, he was very worried, Lu Yunfeng was angry with him, or innocent other colleagues.

After listening to his explanation, Lu Yunfeng's face sank slightly, and his eyes looked at his son, which was already a little more stern.

Since it was a competition initiated by his son, his ability was not good, and he suffered a loss, so he naturally had nothing to say, but the resentment in his heart did not dissipate at all.

Lu Feng didn't dare to look at his father's eyes, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, it was my son who underestimated the enemy, and gave him one of his right hands in the competition, but the result was ......" He stopped talking, and felt even more aggrieved in his heart.

Hearing this, Lu Yunfeng immediately turned pale and counted a few words from his son.

Yang Xiaobai always remained calm, watching their father and son talk, but in her heart, she had some more opinions about Lu Feng:

This should be a person who thinks very highly of himself and is more arrogant, and the purpose of competing with others should be to promote exchanges between the same door, but he actually took the initiative to let the other party have a right hand, you can imagine how domineering this person usually is.

After reprimanding his son twice, Lu Yunfeng turned his head and asked, "Who is the person who injured you, whose disciple is it?"

Lu Feng replied: "I haven't asked whose disciple it is, I only know that his name is Xiaodong." ”

When Yang Xiaobai heard this, his heart pounded: Xiaodong? Is it Li Xiaodong's Xiaodong, or is his surname Xiaomingdong?

At this time, Lu Feng continued to explain to his father: "Father, don't worry, I won't be ashamed of the Lu family, I have already challenged him just now, let go of my hands and feet, compete fairly, I want to fight him again, and my son will definitely defeat him!"

Lu Feng nodded and said, "Yes, those who practice martial arts must have this kind of courageous spirit, not admit defeat, not afraid of losing, and move forward, so as to constantly surpass themselves." After a pause, he turned his head to look at everyone again, "What about the eighteenth-generation disciple named Xiaodong? Who is it? You come out, and my senior uncle will be the referee, and you and Lu Feng will compete again." ”

Although his words seemed to be solemn and decent, and quite fair, the group of junior disciples present all felt a kind of oppression, and there were no stupid people present, they knew that Uncle Lu was distressed about his son's humiliation and wanted to seek justice for his son.

It's a pity that he asked so high-soundingly, but no one in the audience said anything.

"What's the matter, where is this eighteenth-generation disciple named Xiaodong, why don't you dare to come out?" Lu Yunfeng frowned and asked.

Lu Feng glanced at the people around him and said suspiciously: "He was still here just now, but now he is gone." Did this guy run away?"

"It must have been running, that guy didn't agree to fight at first, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he must have taken advantage of the chaos to run. Among the Yun Mei girls, the older female disciple said quickly.

"I just saw that when Master Lu and Little White Master came over, he turned his head and left, as if he had slipped over there......" A male disciple weakly pointed to the far corner, in the direction of the toilet.

"Hmph, this guy really ran away! This kid is also smart, he knows that if he competes with me fairly, he will definitely suffer, this guy is a timid rat, he doesn't have the slightest courage and martial arts, and he is not worthy of being a martial arts practitioner!" Lu Feng raised his chest and regained his self-confidence.

Although he didn't beat Li Xiaodong happily, he was so scared that he ran away, more or less, in front of Yang Xiaobai, he earned back a little face.

Yang Xiaobai frowned slightly, looked at the corner, and thought: Ran away?

Why did you run? Is it because you don't dare to fight? Is it because Lu Feng's father is here? Or is it because ......

She faintly thought that maybe it was the reason why she came over, if that person was really Li Xiaodong, he would definitely avoid herself.

Lu Yunfeng smiled, shook his head and said: "Forget it, the young people now, I really can't understand them, if you win, you will fight, if you can't win, you will run, just look at the situation, there is no courage, it is not like our era at all......"

After a pause, he pretended to be generous and explained to his son: "Lu Feng, since people are unwilling to compete with you, you can't force it, it's his character problem that he ran away, but I don't allow you to take revenge in private and fight with him, do you know?"

"Yes, my son remembered. In front of Yang Xiaobai, Lu Feng was humbly taught.

Lu Yunfeng nodded with satisfaction, looked at Yang Xiaobai beside him with a smile, and said: "Lu Feng, although Yang Xiaobai is my junior sister and has a higher rank than you, you are of the same age, and you are all young men and women in the new era, so this kind of rules and regulations of the seniority of the teacher can not be so rigid." Come, you and Xiaobai are familiar with it, I specially asked her to come over to guide you in martial arts, you have to be humble and enthusiastic, and ask Xiaobai for advice with your heart. ”

"Yes, Father. Lu Feng nodded, re-revealed a handsome and confident smile, came to Yang Xiaobai, and hugged his fists enthusiastically: "Miss Xiaobai, I have long heard that Miss is extraordinary, and she is the number one master of Yangmen. Lu Feng's martial arts are not proficient, please give me a lot of advice. ”

Yang Xiaobai was not polite, and asked directly: "The Xiaodong who competed with you just now, how old is he, what figure does he have, and what does he look like?"

"Hmm......" Lu Feng blinked, short-circuited for a while, and didn't answer for a long time.

What kind of routine is this?

I was so enthusiastic about her, why did I suddenly ask about that guy?