A contest between the two generations?

Ling Zhen was a little puzzled by this, so he raised his eyebrows and said "ah".

Then he turned his head and looked at the young man in white, about thirty years old, standing beside him.

Ling Zhen knew very well what kind of person this person was with a brilliant appearance, and who was really a man in the painting.

The East is white.

The son of Dongfang Xiuwu, the lord of Shipo Mountain, and the only son.

Ling Pu, the owner of the Divine Mountain Villa, that is, Ling Zhen's father, had mentioned to his beloved son many times how great a martial arts wizard the son of the Oriental Mountain Lord was, unparalleled in eternity, and difficult to find for thousands of years.

All kinds of praise are endless, as if they want to repeat all the boastful words at the bottom before they are willing to give up completely!

Therefore, Ling Zhen is relatively unfamiliar with Dongfang Nalan, the daughter of the Dongfang family, but he is not a stranger to him Dongfang is white, although he has never been masked, but he has long been familiar with it, and meeting a real person today is like seeing an old friend who has not met for many years.

Ling Zhen's heart fluctuated emotionally, and said, "Uncle Dongfang, do you mean that you want me to have a fight with your son-in-law?" ”

Dongfang Xiuwu, who was dressed in a snow-colored robe, had a very heroic temperament, and was a happy person with a straight intestine, so he immediately nodded without hesitation: "That's right!" Don't hide it from Ling Xian's nephew, I and Ling Zun have discussed this matter almost half a year ago, but at that time you are still in retreat in the ruins, your father and him, you will not go to school until you are out of the customs half a year later, the appointed date has arrived, I and my son are in vain, and we have made a special trip to the Splendid Dynasty, just to visit the owner of Ling Zhuang, and to meet my good nephew! ”

Ling Zhen responded respectfully with a few laughs as a courtesy.

Dongfang Xiuwu patted the white-clothed young man beside him on the shoulder, he was full of confidence, and said loudly: "This is my son Dongfang is white, and in the year of his establishment, the future lord of Shipo Mountain and Mountain, haha!" Come, that is, white, and say hello to the noble son of the owner of Ling Zhuang. ”

The man in white, whose surname was Dongfang and whose name was white, immediately saluted with his fists, bowed his body, and said to Ling Zhen, who was in tattered clothes: "I have seen Ling Gongzi, and I have admired his name for a long time." ”

Ling Zhen nodded in response, and said in the same way: "Dongfang Gongzi is famous, and he has been obsessed with it for a long time. ”

Regarding the past between his fathers, Ling Zhen didn't know too much, and all he knew was that Dongfang Xiuwu had fought with his father Ling Pu back then, for unknown reasons, and the result was that Dongfang Uncle lost half a punch, so he gave up the title of "Terran Martial God".

After so many years, I haven't snatched this name back, most likely not because I can't, but because I don't want to, and I don't want to.

This Oriental Mountain Lord is famous for studying pure martial arts, and for such a legendary figure with a pure heart and a pure heart, it doesn't matter if he is a martial artist or not.

Even if he really regained the word "Martial God" from Master Ling's hands, what could he do?

Can there be more meat, or can cultivation be a layer up? Obviously not, that is, there is really no need to be so careful.

It is precisely because of these years that Dongfang Xiuwu has not been obsessed with how to lose his fist back then, so Ling Zhen feels that his uncle, who has the surname Dongfang, will never do anything again in the future, at least he must have nothing to do with it.

Who would have thought that today, there was such a thing, the father and the two sides agreed by letter to let the sons of the two parties fight like that, what kind of competition between the second generation and the second generation.

What does this mean? Could it be that this uncle Dongfang still doesn't forget the shame of losing half a fist in the past, and wants his son Dongfang to help him earn back his face?

Or is it just for the friendly communication between the heads of the two families, for the purpose of making acquaintances, to meet friends with martial arts, so that such a martial arts competition between sons and sons was agreed?

So why didn't my father mention it to him?

Ling Zhen was very confused in his chest, but after all, he was quick to think, and suddenly he figured out something.

Since Daddy knew that there was such an agreement, why did he so readily promise that he could lead his troops south to clear the White Bone Sword Sect, wasn't he afraid that his trip would be delayed and he wouldn't be able to meet Uncle Dongfang's family?

Ling Zhen suddenly realized that there was only one reason that could be explained in this way, but it was that his father Ling Pu didn't want to stay in the villa by himself at all, and he didn't want to let himself fight with that martial arts giant Dongfang for nothing.

And because he happened to catch up with himself and wanted to go south to Baigutan, his father also borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and took advantage of the situation to let himself, the only son of the Ling family, go far away, and miss the Dongfang family, and he couldn't fight!

If you think about it carefully, even if you don't want to lead troops to exterminate demons, your father will use other reasons to pay himself to Shenshan Villa, as long as you don't stay in the Zhuangzi, then everything will be fine, and nothing will happen......

As soon as he thought of this section, Ling Zhen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he couldn't feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that his nephew's expression was complicated and his state was a little wrong, the Dongfang Mountain Lord, who had good experience in observing words and colors, thought about it, and said happily: "It's really a coincidence today, I originally met Ling Xian's nephew here, and when I saw him, I really looked dignified!" When the juniors meet between the two families, even if they know each other from then on, it is worth this cooperation... It's just that Xian Nephew Shi has just experienced a big battle to kill the assassin, and his vitality has been depleted, and his body is not suitable to act again, alas, even so, the matter of the martial arts competition will be delayed until next time, and the next time I am free, it is not too late for me to come to visit with me! ”

Ling Zhen smiled faintly, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc, and said: "Okay, thank you uncle for your understanding, my father must be in the villa at the moment, and my uncle can go to catch up with him, as for the juniors, I still have quite important things to do, so I won't accompany my uncle much." ”

After clasping their fists and saluting, the two sides took their leave, turning their backs to school

Dongfang Xiuwu's family of three, to the north.

Ling Zhen and Eighth Sister Ling Xiaoxiao, to the south.

The pace is slow, and there is no hurry.

As Ling Zhen walked, an inexplicable battle intent surged in his heart, which made his emotions very excited, and his muscles trembled spontaneously.

This feeling rarely appeared before, but once it did, if you didn't fight with someone, you would be irritable and depressed!

Ling Zhen's biological father, Ling Pu, is an invincible enemy of 10,000 people on the battlefield of the rivers and lakes, and the enemy of people has always been indomitable, and has never given in, and he has earned a resounding name of "Splendid God of War" with one punch and one leg, ranking at the highest peak of the level of the human race's fists and feet, and is the strongest among the strong.

As the only son of Master Ling, Ling Zhen has no doubt that he has inherited the kind of blood and courage from his father, the dragon gives birth to the dragon and the phoenix, the son of the god of war, how can he be cowardly?

This may be the so-called "bloodline" here.

The green robe on his body was full of traces of being cut by sword qi, and it didn't look very delicate and elegant, and it looked a little embarrassed, but Ling Zhen actually knew very well that no matter how unbearable the clothes were, it would be fine.

Today, if you choose to escape like a mouse, refuse to fight with the "second generation" opposite, and leave, then you really have no face to be surnamed Ling, and you will really be embarrassed to be thrown into your grandmother's house!

"Sister Xiaoxiao, your Dongfang is white, is he much stronger than me in terms of bearing, figure, and facial features?"

Ling Zhen said in a deep voice, asking questions to the white-clothed girl beside him as he walked.

Ling Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, nodded, and simply "um", agreeing with this method.

Ling Zhen smiled and said, "So, do you remember what I said at the wine stall? ”

Ling Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, turned her head and asked "ah".

"Then fight until he breaks his appearance!"

After saying this, the young man's eyes were firm, and he resolutely stopped his steps and stopped walking south.

Instead, he turned around and headed north.

Soon Ling Zhen caught up with the Dongfang family, who had not yet gone far, and expressed his mind to his uncle, even if he had experienced a big war, his current state was already unhindered, and he could let go of his hands and fight again.

Uncle has traveled thousands of miles to the boundary of the Splendid Country, so you can't let you fall into the air, right?

Since it was so coincidental that it was met in this pink town, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, fulfill the agreement for my father, and here it is, end the "second-generation competition" for it!

The mountain lord Dongfang Xiuwu was overjoyed, and praised Ling Zhen in a row, and after praising him, his son Dongfang immediately stepped forward to fight.

The sons of the Ling family and the Dongfang family started their first fight in their lives on the acrobatic stage of the market in the town.

Ling Zhen and Dongfang are white.

The two sides only compete in the actual combat skills of internal strength and kung fu.

After 300 rounds of fighting, Shenyuan Shizi ended up with a crushing defeat!

He was beaten so that he couldn't stand up on the ground.

If it weren't for the healing holy artifact Qinglong True Qi, I was afraid that Ling Zhen would have been beaten to death by the opponent's heavy punches and legs on the spot.

A white dress still stands, otherwise the slightest dust, like a beautiful jade person.

The green robe is dilapidated, the face is close to the ground, and the gray face is nothing more than Si!

Whether it was his appearance, temperament, or combat skills, Ling Zhen was completely defeated, and he had nothing to say.

Seeing that the younger generation was so frustrated, and was beaten like this by his own son, Dongfang Xiuwu, who felt panicked, hurriedly rushed to the stage.

Just as he was about to use his natal true qi to heal Ling Zhen's injuries, suddenly, the eldest young master of the Divine Mountain Villa got up from the ground by himself.

After Ling Zhen got up, his face did not show the slightest look of defeat, with a smile, he quickly patted his sleeve a few times, and after dusting off the dust, he looked at the snow-colored white clothes Dongfang is white, and said: "Brother Dongfang's boxing skills are superb, and he is not as good as others in his skills, and he is convinced!" ”

Dongfang Xiuwu saw that Ling Zhen was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and accused his son in a serious tone: "That is, Bai, your hand is not light or heavy, but it is just a meeting of friends with martial arts, why do you have to make such a heavy hand?!" ”

Winning the contest, the white-clothed boy Dongfang is white, leaning over, and respectfully admitting his mistake: "The child is out of proportion, and he asks his father to punish him." ”

Dongfang Xiuwu was about to continue to scold, but unexpectedly, Ling Zhen was beaten up and said heartily and bluntly: "It's okay, uncle, you see I don't have a big problem, it's just because the cultivation is far from home, so I will be beaten by the noble son into this virtue." ”

Ling Zhen then turned to look at Dongfang Jibai, looked up at the white clothes slightly, narrowed his eyes, and grinned: "Brother Dongfang, do we want to make an appointment for a second battle?" ”

Dongfang Jibai nodded and said with a smile: "But, I don't know when Ling Gongzi wants to set?" ”

Ling Zhen remembered that day in Qingling Temple, Qingling Mountain, his uncle Zheliu and the sword saint Guan Bi made a "five-year covenant", judging from the outcome and process of the battle just now, he was afraid that after just five years, he would not be able to completely close the gap with it.

Five years is not enough, then it will be longer.

"Ten years!"

Ling Zhen said in a loud voice, "Brother Dongfang, ten years later, let's fight again, how about it?" ”

Dongfang Jibai was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then smiled, nodded, and said loudly: "Okay, ten years is ten years." ”

"Then it's decided, I hope that Brother Dongfang can continue to work diligently in martial arts in the next ten years, and try not to be overtaken by me."

Ling Zhen smiled generously, "Of course, I will naturally practice with all my might, and strive to get back the face I lost by losing today, and it is best to earn some interest." ”

Dongfang immediately clenched his fists and responded: "I can't ask for it, I have great expectations." ”

The competition ended, the ten-year contract was decided, and after a few brief words, the three members of the Dongfang family left.

This time, the pace of their departure was no longer slow, Dongfang Xiuwu pulled a pair of children, Dongfang Jibai and Dongfang Nalan, and the three turned into snow-white rainbow light together.

In a flash, as fast as lightning!

When the Dongfang family completely disappeared, Ling Zhen, who was defeated by Dongfang Jibai in three hundred rounds, could no longer support his spirit, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground again due to serious injuries.

Fall down and sit up slowly, bend your knees on the stage surface, slowly exhale, use the internal force of true qi, and heal your wounds.

Ling Xiaoxiao also sat down, looking at Wu Ziyun Gong to heal her ninth brother, she sighed with a girlish appearance, and said helplessly: "Brother, why are you suffering?" As long as you leave just now, won't there be nothing left? Why should you be beaten in vain? ”

Ling Zhen maintained a cross-legged posture, put his hands on his knees, and suddenly spoke, saying very indifferently: "It's not for nothing, your brother and I, through these three hundred rounds, have reaped three benefits." ”

"Three benefits? What are the benefits? ”

Ling Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

Ling Zhen, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, explained lightly: "In the hundredth round, during the fight, I have seen the top-level martial arts 'Kaishan Fist' of their sect, and the next time I fight with others, I can make it out; ”

"When I came to the next three hundred rounds, I was injured a little, and I knew that I would definitely lose today, so I simply let go of my hands and feet, chose to only attack and not defend, and fought with pride, so that Dongfang Jibai used his fists and feet to sharpen my body and strengthen my physical heritage...... Of course, in the end, I still underestimated the guy who had the surname Dongfang, hehe, this fist is a little heavier! ”

The girl in white who was sitting on the side was dumbfounded, Ling Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, looked at her brother in disbelief, and said with emotion: "I thought you were just a strong one, and you were beaten up by the side, I didn't expect it, brother, in these three hundred rounds, you have gained so much, it's worth it......"

"Worth a fart!"

Ling Zhen snorted lightly, "Even if I gain more, won't I lose in the end?" Isn't it that you can't get up after being beaten? After the Dongfang family goes to Shenshan Villa, they will definitely tell my father that they have already seen me in Hongfan Town, and the battle of the second generation has been fought, and I have lost completely. Alas! ”

Seeing her younger brother sighing, Ling Xiaoxiao thought about it and tried her best to comfort her: "It's okay brother, there is still a chance to get it back, aren't you scheduled to fight again in ten years?" Then take advantage of the past few years to cultivate well, and when the time comes, you will strive to beat Dongfang Jibai to the point that she can't get up. ”

Ling Zhen, who had basically had similar skills, slowly calmed down, but the expression on his face was quite bitter, and he said helplessly: "Ten years...... It's been a long time, and who knows what's going to happen this year? I don't have the confidence to guarantee that it will take ten years to surpass it, really, your brother and I have always been conceited and outstanding, but if I lose today, I know that there are people on the people, and I am outside the cherry blossoms."

Ling Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand, touched her brother's shoulder, and said with a smile in a sweet voice: "It's a good thing to recognize your own shortcomings and understand that there are still people in this world who are higher than you!" At least you won't be hindered by your arrogance anymore. ”

Ling Zhen was silent, as if in deep thought.

Ling Xiaoxiao continued: "Besides, if you look at it, the one surnamed Dongfang is already thirty years old, and you are only twenty years old, ten years worse than that!" Even if you have the same endowment, he has practiced for a full ten years longer than you, and it is normal for him to be stronger than you. ”

Ling Zhen shook his head, "It's not just a matter of cultivation and true qi internal strength, just in the right battle, you are a bystander, and I have a clear perception of how terrible that guy is, the kind of ...... that is shown in actual martial arts."

"What?"

Due to the pause in Ling Zhen's words, Ling Xiaoxiao, who was aroused by her curiosity, couldn't help but ask.

After a pause, Ling Zhen found that he couldn't find a word to describe it, so he could only simply say: "Charm, it's charm." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't understand a little, "Charm? You mean, he's a charismatic person? ”

Ling Zhen nodded and said approvingly: "Yes, it's too attractive, aside from his appearance and bearing, just when he fights with people, the kind of charm he exudes really makes people's hearts sway, and I feel that fighting with this kind of person, as if it is normal to lose, and winning is a big abnormality!" ”

Ling Xiaoxiao tried to think about it, but found that she couldn't figure it out, so she said honestly: "I don't understand." ”

Ling Zhen laughed, "If you don't understand, you won't understand, in fact, I'm also a little confused, I can't figure out how there can be a person like him in this world, romantic and invincible, a perfect combination, even the name is so ...... That's wonderful! The sunrise in the east, the curtain is white, tsk, this name is really level, than my ordinary single name a 'true' word, much better than it. ”