Chapter Nineteen: The Gambling Fight

  Lu Fan's voice was calm and powerful, and in an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Lu Fan.

  Lu Ming suddenly burst out laughing at this moment, with a hint of sarcasm in his laughter.

  "You? With your Sixth-Order Body Refining strength, you can't even withstand a single move from him."

  Lu Feng stopped Lu Ming from continuing to speak and gently patted him. Lu Ming was somewhat perplexed, had he said something wrong?

  Lu Hao Ran ignored Lu Ming's words and stared straight at Lu Fan, "Are you sure?"

  Lu Fan calmly said: "Yes!"

  His eyes flickered and Lu Hao Ran turned his head towards **: "What's your take on this."

  "After a moment of contemplation, he said: 'Since Lu Fan is confident, then let him go up. At worst, it's just a loss.'"

  "What's the point of saying it's just a loss? He'll only end up embarrassing himself and showing that our Lu family has no one capable."

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

  Lu Ming looked at Lu Fan with disdain, not showing any courtesy, and continued: "I'm just telling the truth. Lu Fan, don't think that just because your cultivation has increased a bit, you can carry the family's honor on your own. Mo Yunfei is about to cultivate his Lianqi. If you go up against him, you'll only be ruthlessly defeated. On the high platform, life and death are not considered, even if you're beaten to death, no one will pity you."

  Lu Fan replied calmly: "I know."

  Lu Ming saw Lu Fan's calm and composed appearance, which made him even angrier. A useless person like you also wants to show off?

  Fists clenched, Lu Ming suddenly said to Lu Fan, "Let me try and see if you really have the ability to go on stage and compete in martial arts."

  What burst forth was Lu Ming's fist, a furious punch filled with rage, its power generating a sound that shattered the air. The force of this single punch was enough to shatter boulders.

  Clang, the next moment, Lu Fan raised his hand and caught Lu Ming's fist.

  It's so simple and easy. Lu Fan didn't even get up, grabbing Lu Ming's fist and saying: "You'd better sit down and rest well."

  As soon as he finished speaking, his palm shook with force, and Lu Ming's arm visibly rippled like water. Lu Ming himself was like a giant stone pressing down on him, and he sat down in the chair with a thud.

  With a look of astonishment on his face, Lu Ming was suddenly speechless.

  Astonished and speechless was not just him, but also Lu Feng standing beside him.

  Neither of them had expected Lu Fan's power to be so great.

  Lu Hao Ran's eyes suddenly shone brightly as he said, "Alright, Lu Fan. Everything will be left to you from now on."

  Lu Fan let go of Lu Ming's fist, and it was only then that Lu Ming saw his own fist had five clear finger marks left on it by Lu Fan.

  Lu Ming was stunned and couldn't believe what he saw.

  "How is this possible? Lu Fan has actually become so powerful. It's as if he's a completely different person. Lu Ming couldn't accept the fact that Lu Fan had surpassed him, and his face began to twitch."

  It's been only three months!

  He had already laughed so hard that his mouth couldn't close, and no matter how Lu Fan performed next, just that one scene was enough to make him happy for three days.

  On the high platform, the martial arts competition has already begun.

  Some younger generation of small families are fighting enthusiastically on the high platform, but their strength is too weak, only refining their bodies for five or six levels, and the fight has no visual effect.

  Mo Tian turned his head at this time and looked towards Lu Hao Ran, saying: "Lu old ghost, who's going up next in your family? Have you discussed it yet? In my opinion, whoever goes up will lose, so why not leave early?"

  Mo Tian had a smile on his face, as if he was confident of winning.

  Lu Haoran's eyes flashed, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: "Old Mo, since you're so confident, why don't we put up some stakes?"

  Mo Tian exclaimed in surprise: "Lao Gui Lu, are you serious? Could it be that Lu Ming is not the strongest among the younger generation of the Lu family? How interesting, how interesting. What kind of trick do you want to play?"

  Lu Hao Ran said: "If you Mo family takes the lead, I'll give you two shops in the city."

  Mo Tian said with a pleased tone: "Alright. But first, let's make one thing clear - I get to choose which two shops."

  Lu Hadaren's pupils constricted, but he still nodded and said: "No problem. However, if our Lu family wins the martial competition, you have to give me something in return."

  Mo Tian smiled and said: "You don't want the shop? What thing of our Mo family makes you take a fancy to it?"

  Lu Hao Ran smiled slightly and said: "Nothing much. I just wanted to borrow the Mo family's little Broken Sky Fist for a look."

  Mo Tian's smile faded from his face as he said, "So you've taken a liking to the Mo family's martial skills. Alright, I agree. It's settled then."

  Lu Haoran slightly raised his smile.

  Mo Tian sneered and said, "I'd like to see what other tricks the Lu family has up its sleeve. I've already taken over two shops."

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

  Mo Tian turned his head and looked at Zhang Yan, saying: "Oh? The master of the Zhang family also wants to participate, no problem. I wonder what the master of the Zhang family is willing to take out as a stake?"

  Zhang Yan thought for a moment and said, "How about this? My Zhang family is not as wealthy or influential as the two of you, nor do we have any martial arts skills. How about I put up 20,000 gold coins as a wager instead?"

  Mo Tian smiled and said: "Master Zhang, you're quite bold to say that. Do we look like people who are short on money? Two hundred thousand is too little, how about one million instead?"

  Zhang Yan's eyebrows furrowed, 100,000 gold coins were not a small amount. Even if the Zhang family was wealthy, taking out 100,000 at once would still be a blow to their finances. At this time, Zhang Yuehan, who was sitting next to him, nodded slightly. Zhang Yan understood his daughter's meaning and gritted his teeth: "Alright, 100,000 it is."

  Mo Tian smiled and said: "Alright then, I'm fine, Lao Gui Lu, what about you?"

  Lu Hao Ran nodded and said, "I don't have a problem either."

  "Then let's make a contract."

  With a wave of his hand, Mo Tian handed over the contract, written in triplicate, and all three parties signed.

  Lu Hao Ran signed his name and then turned to Lu Fan, saying: "Lu Fan, you also saw that. I don't want to lose the two shops, so give it your all and don't hold back. If we win, that little-known Fist of Destruction will be yours."

  Lu Fan nodded in understanding. Lu Haoran made this bet with the purpose of getting a book on boxing for him, which was quite thoughtful.

  Other small families' martial arts competitions gradually came to an end, and the only one still standing on the stage was the young master of the Xu family from Chengnan, with a cultivation base of seven layers of refining his body, proudly waving to the crowd, which actually moved the hearts of many girls.

  At this time, under Mo Tian's indication, a young man from the Mo family went up onto the stage. He was tall and sturdy, with a square face and bulging muscles, looking very imposing.

  His name was Mo Hong, and he was considered the second most promising person in the Mo family. As soon as he stepped onto the stage, with three punches and two kicks, he knocked down the young master of the Xu family from the high platform. With his arms spread wide, Mo Hong loudly shouted: "Who's next?"

  Mo Tian smiled and said: "Mo Hong has become more spirited since he came back."

  Behind him, other family members laughed and said: "Mo's Mo Hongyue is getting more and more like a bear."

  Standing on the stage, for a time, no one dared to challenge Mo Hong again. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that Mo Hong's current strength was close to refining his body to the eighth level, and the younger generation of other small families might not be able to fight him.

  Everyone is now looking at the Lu and Zhang families, who have the ability to bring down Mo Hong.

  Just then, Lu Minggang had just spat blood in front of everyone and was probably unable to fight for the time being. Who else from the Lu family could stand up to face Mo Hong? Everyone shook their heads lightly, and it seemed that no one from the Lu family would come on stage to challenge again.

  When everyone thought that no one in Lu's family dared to fight, Lu Fan stood up. It was his turn now.

  Lu Fan jumped onto the high platform after stretching his body.

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

  "Lu Fan, it's actually Lu Fan who came out of the Lu family. Is this going to be a big mess?"

  "Hey, Lu Fan, you'd better come down and put on your clothes first. Later, you might not be able to wear them after getting beaten."

  "Lü Fan, you're deliberately going there to seek death, aren't you? It seems that you're not only trash, but also have a problem with your brain."

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  The shouting of these people made the Lu family very uncomfortable. However, except for those sitting in the front row, others could not refute their shouts, even if Lu Fan had a dazzling performance at the annual festival, but that was only an internal matter of the Lu family, and outsiders knew little about it.

  A group of Lu family juniors all had gloomy faces, they disliked Lu Fan for a big reason which was also because Lu Fan made the entire Lu family lose face.

  All the young people in the Lu family are thinking, why let Lu Fan go up, it's better to change someone else!

  Listening to the shouting voices, he slightly frowned and said: "A group of short-sighted people, a frog's voice at the bottom of a well."

  Lu Hao Ran said: "Don't mind, after today, they will be proud of knowing Lu Fan again."

  "That's natural."

  On the stage, Mo Hong also burst out laughing. Looking at Lu Fan, he said: "You dare to come up too, don't make me laugh to death."

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

  Mo Hong was still holding his stomach and laughing, while Mo Yunfei and Mo Lin from the Mo family below were also laughing happily. Zhang Jia's master, Zhang Yan, was also laughing, and while laughing, he said to Zhang Yuehuan: "Yuehuan, look at that Lu Fan, what a treasure. He dares to stand out at this time, it's killing me."

  Zhang Yuehan also had a smile on her face, looking at Lu Fan's gaze with pity, but this gaze only flashed by.

  Everyone was laughing, except for Mo Jia's master, Mo Tian couldn't laugh.

  It was only then that Mo Tian clearly saw the scars on Lu Fan's body, those scars were deep and shallow, and upon closer inspection, they were shocking.

  Mo knew clearly what kind of person could get such a body full of scars.

  This is the mark of a hardworking martial artist, proof of being undefeated in a hundred battles.

  But he couldn't understand why these scars would appear on Lu Fan's body, could it be that Lu Fan, the laughing stock of Jiang City, was actually a young martial artist hidden deep within the Lu family?

  Mo's master hoped that what he thought was wrong, but as he looked at Lu Fan standing quietly there, he could feel the faint aura emanating from Lu Fan's body.

  That was a manifestation of infinite oppression, Lu Fan calmly looked at Mo Hong and said: "Have you had enough laughter? Can we begin?"