"Shut up!"

Seeing that Zhao Wuji kept chattering, Zhao Hongying couldn't help but let out a soft drink and pulled out the sword: "If you keep talking like this, I will cut your tongue!"

"..."

The corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

He could still reason with Chase Lu, but with his sister, there was no reason at all.

If you disagree, you will be beaten, but no one can stop you.

"This violent maniac really hasn't changed at all."

Lu Tianba muttered in a low voice.

"Um?"

Zhao Hongying's ears twitched and her eyes swept over. Lu Tianba was so frightened that he immediately looked at his nose and heart, looking like he had nothing to lose.

"Shangguanhong, you are defeated."

In the center of the arena, Lu Chen looked down from a high position, with indifference in his eyes.

"Cough cough cough..."

Shangguanhong coughed violently and spit out several mouthfuls of blood. He was half dead and dying.

The ferocity and madness on his face had now been replaced by horror.

"No... Impossible... How can you be so strong? You have been abandoned for ten years, why can you still beat me?"

Shangguan Hong kept shaking his head, a little hard to accept.

Ten years ago, Lu Chen was indeed a genius, but after the turmoil in Yanjing, he disappeared mysteriously.

Over the years, without the guidance of a famous teacher, without the cultivation of resources from the Xiliang Palace, the other party should have stagnated, or even disappeared from everyone.

He didn't understand why Lu Chen made faster progress after leaving Xiliang Prince's Mansion?

So much so that he defeated him after years of hard training with just one move.

Is there really such a big gap between geniuses and geniuses?

"Who told you that I wasted ten years?"

Lu Chen said indifferently: "I'm just living in seclusion, not dead. Why do you think I should stop moving forward?"

Bearing blood and deep hatred, he has never slack off for a moment in the past ten years.

In order to be able to pursue the truth of the past, he has been practicing hard and dormant.

The bitterness and suffering in it, only he himself knows.

In martial arts, if you don't advance, you will retreat. No one can easily succeed.

Even if you are a talented person, you still have to pay blood and sweat.

"Why? Why is this happening? It shouldn't be...I shouldn't lose. I am Shangguan Hong. I am the first of the ten heroes in the south of the Yangtze River. I am General Huwei. I am a genius that I have never seen in a century. How can I Will lose? How could I lose?" JrNovels.com