Chapter 19 Gambling

Lu Fan's voice was calm and powerful, and in an instant, Lu Hao and the others all turned their attention to Lu Fan.

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

"You? With your strength at the sixth level of body training, you can't resist even a single move up."

Lu Feng stopped Lu Ming from continuing to speak, and patted him lightly. Lu Ming was a little confused, so, did he say something wrong?

Lu Haoran ignored Lu Ming's words, looked straight at Lu Fan and said, "Are you sure?"

Lu Fan said calmly: "Yes!"

With flickering eyes, Lu Haoran turned to look at Lu Hao and said, "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."

Hearing this, Lu Ming couldn't help but said again: "What do you mean it's just a loss, and he will only embarrass himself if he goes up, showing that there is no one in my Lu family."

Lu Feng frowned and scolded: "Lu Ming, what are you talking about. Lu Fan is your cousin, so be careful with what you say."

Lu Ming looked at Lu Fan with disdain, without showing any affection at all, and continued: "I'm just telling the truth. Lu Fan, don't think that if you improve your cultivation level, you can take up the family's honor, then Mo Yun Fei is about to develop strength. If you face him, you will only be hit mercilessly. On the high platform, no matter life or death, even if you are beaten to death, no one will take pity on you."

Lu Fan said lightly: "I know."

Seeing Lu Fan's calm look, Lu Ming was even more angry. A trash who actually wants to show off.

Clenching his fists tightly, Lu Ming suddenly said to Lu Fan: "Let me see if you are really capable of competing on stage."

Following the sound came Lu Ming's fist, a punch full of anger, and the power made the sound of breaking the wind. The power of this punch was already enough to break rocks.

Dang, the next moment, Lu Fan raised his hand to receive Lu Ming's fist.

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

After speaking, he shook his palm vigorously, and Lu Ming's arms were visible to the naked eye. Ripples, Lu Ming himself sat down on the chair as if he was being pressed down by a boulder.

With astonishment on his face, Lu Ming was speechless for a moment.

It was not only him who was dumbfounded, but also Lu Feng who stood beside him.

Neither father nor son thought that Lu Fan's power would be so powerful.

Lu Haoran's eyes suddenly shone, and he said, "Okay, Lu Fan. I'll leave everything to you later."

Lu Fan let go of Lu Ming's fist, only then did Lu Ming see that Lu Fan had pinched five clear finger prints on his fist.

Lu Ming was stunned, unable to believe what he saw.

How is it possible that Lu Fan is so powerful. It's almost like a different person. Lu Ming couldn't accept the fact that Lu Fan had surpassed him, and his whole face began to twitch.

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

Lu Hao was already grinning from ear to ear, no matter how Lu Fan behaved later, the scene just now was enough to make him happy for three days.

On the high platform, the contest has already begun.

The children of some small families are having a great time fighting on the high platform, but their strength is too low, they have only reached the fifth or sixth level of physical training, and the fighting is not entertaining.

Mo Tian turned his head at this time, looked at Lu Haoran and said: "Old Lu, who is waiting for your family to come up, have you discussed it? In my opinion, no matter who goes up, you will lose, so it's better to leave as soon as possible."

Mo Tian had a smile on his face, as if he had a chance to win.

Lu Haoran's eyes flickered, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: "Old Mo, since you are so confident, why don't we hang on to it?"

Mo Tian was surprised and said: "Old Ghost Lu, are you serious? Could it be that Lu Ming is not the strongest of the younger generation of your Lu family? Interesting, interesting, what do you want to hang on to?"

Lu Haoran said: "If your Mo family wins the first prize, I will lose to your two shops in the city."

Mo Tian said cheerfully: "Okay. But let's talk about it first. I will choose which two shops."

Lu Haoran's pupils constricted, but he still responded, and said, "No problem. But if our Lu family wins the contest, you will lose something to me."

Mo Tian smiled and said, "You don't want a shop? What's something in our Mo family that makes you so fancy."

Lu Haoran smiled slightly and said: "It's nothing. I just want to take a look at your Mo family's little Shattering Fist."

The smile on Mo Tian's face restrained, and he said: "It turned out that he fell in love with our Mo family's martial arts. Well, I promise you, that's the deal."

Lu Haoran smiled slightly.

Mo Tian sneered, and said: "I'd like to see what tricks the Lu family can play. I've decided to take over the two shops."

At this moment, Zhang Yan, who had been sitting on the other side without speaking, suddenly said: "Patriarch Mo, Patriarch Lu, can I participate in your game?"

Mo Tian turned to look at Zhang Yan and said, "Oh? Master Zhang also wants to participate, there is no problem. I wonder what Master Zhang is willing to offer as a prize?"

Zhang Yan thought for a while and said, "Well, my Zhang family is not as rich and powerful as the two big families, and I don't have any martial arts skills. How about I just take 20,000 gold coins as a bet?"

Mo Tian smiled and said: "Patriarch Zhang, thank you for saying it, do we seem to be short of money? Twenty thousand is too little, why not one hundred thousand."

Zhang Yan frowned slightly, one hundred thousand gold coins was not a small amount, even if the Zhang family had money, taking out one hundred thousand gold coins would hurt their vitality. At this time, Zhang Yuehan who was sitting next to him nodded slightly. Zhang Yan understood what his daughter meant, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, one hundred thousand is one hundred thousand."

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

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

"Then make a contract."

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

After Lu Haoran signed his name, he turned his head and said to Lu Fan: "Lu Fan, you also saw it. I don't want to lose to the two shops, so you work harder for me and don't hide it. If you win, the little book of Shattering Boxing is yours."

Lu Fan nodded understandingly. Lu Haoran made this bet with the purpose of getting a book of boxing for him, which is considered well-intentioned.

The competitions of other small families gradually came to an end, and standing on the ring was the young master of the Xu family in the south of the city, with a cultivation level of the seventh level of body training, and he was proudly waving to the crowd, which made many girls secretly moved.

At this time, under Mo Tian's signal, a child of the Mo family stepped into the ring. Tall and big, with a Chinese character face and well-knit muscles, he looks very imposing.

This person's name is Mo Hong, and he can be regarded as the second most promising member of the Mo family. Coming up to the stage, he punched and kicked the young master of the Xu family off the high stage, and with his arms outstretched, Mo Hong shouted loudly: "Who else is there!"

Mo Tian smiled and said, "Mo Hong has become more and more imposing."

Behind him, people from other families smiled and said, "Mo Hong of the Mo family is becoming more and more like a blind man."

Standing on the stage, no one dared to challenge Mo Hong for a while. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mo Hong's current strength is close to the eighth level of body training, and the children of other small families may not be able to fight him.

Everyone was looking at the Lu family and the Zhang family. Now the ones who have the ability to beat Mo Hong down are the Lu family and the Zhang family.

It's just that Lu Ming just vomited blood in front of everyone, and he might not be able to fight for a while. Is there anyone else in the Lu family who can stand up and face Mo Hong? Everyone shook their heads lightly. I'm afraid no one from the Lu family will compete on stage again.

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

After moving his body, Lu Fan jumped onto the high platform.

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

"Lu Fan, the one sent by the Lu family is actually Lu Fan. Is this going to break the jar?"

"Hey, Lu Fan, you'd better come down and put on your clothes first, I'm afraid you will be beaten later and you won't be able to wear any clothes anymore."

"Trash Lu Fan, you deliberately went up to seek death! It seems that you are not only useless, but also have a problem with your brain."

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The shouts of these people embarrassed the Lu family. But apart from Lu Hao and the others sitting at the front, no one else could refute the shouting of these people. Even if Lu Fan had a dazzling performance at the New Year Festival, it was only an internal matter of the Lu family, and outsiders knew little about it.

A group of Lu family's children were all black-faced. A large part of the reason why they hated Lu Fan was because Lu Fan shamed their entire Lu family.

All the children of the Lu family were thinking, why let Lu Fan go, it would be better to change someone else!

Listening to the shouting, Lu Hao frowned slightly and said: "A group of short-sighted people, the sound of frogs in the well."

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

Lu Hao smiled and said, "Of course."

On the ring, Mo Hong also laughed. Looking at Lu Fan, he said, "You dare to come up, don't laugh at me to death."

Lu Fan didn't say a word, just stood quietly.

Mo Hong was still holding his stomach and laughing, Mo Yunfei and Mo Lin from the Mo family below were all laughing happily. The Zhang family Zhang Yan was also laughing, and while laughing, he said to Zhang Yuehan: "Yuehan, look at that Lu Fan, he is really a treasure. He dared to stand up at this time, I laughed to death."

Zhang Yuehan also had a smile on his face, and looked at Lu Fan with pity, but this kind of gaze disappeared in a flash.

Everyone was laughing, except Patriarch Mo, Mo Tian couldn't laugh.

Because Mo Tian could clearly see the scars on Lu Fan's body at this time. The scars were deep and shallow. When he looked carefully, it was shocking.

Patriarch Mo knew clearly what kind of person could get such scars all over his body.

This is the sign of a hard-working warrior, a proof of indomitability.

But he couldn't understand why these scars appeared on Lu Fan's body. Could it be that Lu Fan, the laughing stock of Jiang Lincheng, was the young warrior who was hidden deeply by the Lu family?

Patriarch Mo hoped that what he was thinking was wrong, but he looked at Lu Fan who was standing there calmly, but he could feel a little bit of aura coming from Lu Fan.

That was the expression of infinite suppression of fighting spirit. Lu Fan looked at Mo Hong calmly and said, "Have you laughed enough? Can we start?"