Lu Zhanyuan is a young man of about eighteen years old. He is thin and handsome, and he is indeed handsome. However, he is still far behind Liu Zhiheng. Liu Zhiheng practices martial arts all year round and has a strong body and angular facial features. There is a masculinity in him, which is far beyond what a pretty boy like Lu Zhanyuan can compare with.
As the host, Lu Zhanyuan first politely asked everyone to sit down and talk, and then said loudly: "I, the Lu family, already know your purpose of coming, but my father is currently in retreat, so I am afraid that I will not be able to uphold justice for you."
Lu Zhanyuan saw everyone's expressions change, and then he said calmly: "But, I have a way."
An impatient man from Western University stood up and said, "Master Lu, please stop joking. Li Mochou is extremely skilled in martial arts, and we are no match for him. Master Lu..."
Although the big man did not finish his words, his meaning was indeed clear. He did not believe that Lu Zhanyuan had the strength to fight against Li Mochou.
Although Lu Zhanyuan was angry that the big man had exposed his shortcomings, he did not show any anger. He only saw him saying: "How about we compete?"
The big man indeed had a well-developed western limb and a simple mind. He still didn't know that what he just said might have offended Lu Zhanyuan, and he accepted Lu Zhanyuan's competition a little shyly.
Liu Zhiheng and Cheng Yaojia were sitting in the corner, ready to eat.
In the field, the big man cupped his fists and said seriously: "Zhao Yuanrong, the successor of Five Tiger Fist, please give me some advice."
Lu Zhanyuan returned the courtesy and said, "Lu Zhanyuan from Lujiazhuang."
"Senior brother, who do you think has higher martial arts skills?" Cheng Yaojia asked curiously in a low voice.
Liu Zhiheng touched his chin, looked at the holes on the wall of the Western Zhou Dynasty and said: "In terms of martial arts alone, the Wuhu boxing man can win, but here, the pretty boy can win."
"Wuhu Boxing? Pretty boy? Pfft." Cheng Yaojia suddenly couldn't help laughing.
She shyly patted Liu Zhiheng on the shoulder, "Senior brother, you are such a bad person, why do you give others nicknames so casually?"
Liu Zhiheng said without changing his expression: "What I said is the truth."
Just when Liu Zhiheng was laughing and playing, Lu Zhanyuan and Lu Zhanyuan were already fighting. Liu Zhiheng's judgment was correct. Lu Zhanyuan fell into a disadvantage at the beginning of the competition and was forced to jump up and down by the big man's iron fists.
But soon Lu Zhanyuan began to use his dirty tricks. He seemed to move a vase at random, and arrows were shot out from the left and right sides of the wall. Zhao Yuanrong dodged the arrows quickly and was about to continue chasing Lu Zhanyuan. .
Lu Zhanyuan moved the jade plate next to him again, and dozens of darts flew out in an instant and were about to hit Zhao Yuanrong's face. Zhao Yuanrong's first sleep, which he had been honing in life and death for many years, saved his life again.
He only saw an iron bridge. After narrowly escaping the blow, a large net was suddenly cast from the ceiling to cover him.
Zhao Yuanrong was about to tear the big net to pieces with his bare hands, but he didn't expect that the big net was made of a special material and was very tough. Even if he exhausted all his strength, he couldn't tear the big net to pieces.
"It's useless. I made this net with thousand-year-old silk and a small amount of black iron. It can't be cut by ordinary swords. You should just admit defeat." Lu Zhanyuan took a fan from nowhere and fanned the wind very coquettishly. , all with satisfaction in their tone.
Zhao Yuanrong in the big net said unconvinced: "Do you dare to work with me for real? Don't play such clever tricks."
Among the group of people, there were inevitably those who wanted to fight for Zhao Yuanrong. Seeing this, Lu Zhanyuan took out a long shuttle from the table behind him. He flipped his hand, and the clanking sound of machines filling the walls of the Western Zhou Dynasty could be heard.
Liu Zhiheng took a look and saw that the walls were covered with military crossbows. The arrows of the crossbows were gleaming with cold light and extremely sharp.
"Hey, hey, hey, please don't move around. Xiaosheng's heart is not very good. If he accidentally launches these crossbow arrows and hurts all the brothers, it will be a sin." Lu Zhanyuan said cowardly.
Zhao Yuanrong and those who came with him looked at each other in shock when they saw this, and finally had to admit defeat and asked Lu Zhanyuan to remove the net.
Lu Zhanyuan finished pretending and was in a good mood, so he set up a long shuttle and restored the living room to its original state.
I have to say that Lu Zhanyuan is really a talented person who plays with machinery, Liu Zhiheng thought.
"Hey, kid, what were you whispering about just now?" Lu Zhanyuan had just finished pretending to be cool, and his mood was a little over the top.
In fact, when he was fighting just now, he noticed Liu Zhiheng, a man who looked similar to him. Now he said this just because he wanted to show off in front of his junior sister.
How could such a beautiful woman go blind at such a young age? I, Lu Zhanyuan, am extremely wealthy and smart, so I am her first choice as husband.
When Liu Zhiheng saw Lu Zhanyuan looking at him intently, he understood that he was undoubtedly talking about him. He cupped his hands and said, "Liu Zhiheng, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, has met the Young Master."
Although it is said to be a salute, Liu Zhiheng's posture is neither humble nor arrogant, just right. This performance can't help but make people shine.
When Cheng Yaojia saw Lu Zhanyuan suddenly nodding at her senior brother, she knew that he had no good intentions and couldn't help but glare at him.
Lu Zhanyuan was obviously dissatisfied with such treatment, but he did not lose his mind. He had also heard of the Quanzhen Sect's reputation as the best in the world. Since Liu Zhiheng came from the Quanzhen Sect, he was obviously not someone to be trifled with.
After Zhao Yuanrong and others heard that Liu Zhiheng came from the Quanzhen Sect, they all stood up and were very excited, just like fans meeting their idols.
Only Zhao Yuanrong asked: "Liu Shaoxia, dare I ask the Taoist priest who I studied under."
Liu Zhiheng had no intention of hiding anything, and immediately said: "Sun Bu'er, a member of Qingjing Sanren."
"Sun Xiangu, I haven't heard of her deeds in the world for many years." One of them said casually.
Liu Zhiheng smiled and nodded: "Master has really focused on cultivating the younger generation recently, and rarely ventures into the world."
Zhao Yuanrong suddenly smiled and said: "With the Quanzhen Sect's high disciples here, we will definitely be able to capture Li Mochou this time."
Liu Zhiheng waved his hand modestly, looked at the dark-faced Lu Zhanyuan and said, "If you want to capture Li Mochou, you will need the help of the young village master."
Seeing Liu Zhiheng mentioning him, Lu Zhanyuan's expression finally improved a lot, and he said smoothly: "With Liu Shaoxia's help and my mechanism skills, Li Mochou can easily capture him."
After that, Lu Zhanyuan began to organize other people to discuss how to lure Li Mochou to Lujiazhuang.
Liu Zhiheng and Cheng Yaojia held their swords and watched their discussion with interest without interfering. Occasionally when others asked, they would also reply, "Okay," such a good word.
In the end, they made a 'clever plan' and decided to invite Li Mochou to Lujiazhuang for a fight to the death, coax Li Mochou to come to Lujiazhuang, and then trap and capture her using mechanism techniques.
Of course, how to write a letter of challenge to Li Mochou and whether it can arouse Li Mochou's emotions and make her go to the appointment is a difficult problem.
However, the pretty boy Lu Zhanyuan was full of bad intentions. This incident did not bother him. He just raised his hand and wrote a highly insulting article and handed it to Zhao Yuanrong and the others.
After reading it, Liu Zhiheng had to say that all readers have dark hearts.
The plan went as planned, but time turned and it was three days later.
In the past three days, Liu Zhiheng saw one thing clearly, that is, Lu Zhanyuan planned to poach him.
It's funny to say that Lu Zhanyuan, as the young owner of the village, would come to Cheng Yaojia on time every day to show his courtesy. Even Liu Zhiheng himself was willing to be inferior.
It's a pity that he obviously didn't understand that Cheng Yaojia's heart had already been given to him, and it was impossible for him to fall in love with someone else.
But even so, Liu Zhiheng was still jealous.
Although when Liu Zhiheng was about to take action, Lu Zhanyuan kept saying that you can't deprive a person of his right to like others, he still took action without mercy.
There is nothing too serious about using a sword, but it is just right to use fists. Liu Zhiheng's two "Frost Covering Ice Breaking Palm Techniques" unstoppably beat Lu Zhanyuan into symmetrical panda eyes, which made Lu Zhanyuan suffer a huge insult.
So much so that he has been murmuring recently, "My fair lady, a gentleman is a good man. As long as the hoe digs well, there is no corner that cannot be dug down..." Lu Zhanyuan stood by the window and quietly observed Liu Zhiheng and Cheng. Yaojia murmured in his mouth.
Whenever Liu Zhiheng looked over, Lu Zhanyuan would turn his head with a tacit understanding and stop looking at them.
Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but feel funny when he saw this, "Senior brother, look at him, it's like a mouse meets a cat."
Liu Zhiheng couldn't help but smile. He scratched Cheng Yaojia's pretty nose and said, "It's not you who caused the trouble."
Cheng Yaojia pouted, touched her hair and said, "Isn't this too charming? Can people change it? But don't worry, senior brother, I will always be your only one."
Liu Zhiheng smiled and hit his head...
