Chapter 300: The truly splendid battle! (4)

Good, everyone happens to be here today, let's gather properly and celebrate Xiao Jing!

Lu Haitao immediately started making arrangements, calling to book a restaurant.

After he finished, Lu Haitao looked at Lu Leyi again and said, "Young lady, later give your brother a video call; although he can't come in person, he still needs to say a few words to everyone."

"Alright, I'll wait until my brother finishes his business," Lu Leyi replied, "I guess there are still procedures to go through afterward."

"Oh, right, the match is over, but we still need to hand out awards and such; maybe the organizers will have to go on stage and say a few words."

Lu Haitao slapped his forehead and laughed, "Then let's not disturb your brother; we'll do it again when he returns."

"Exactly, no need to trouble Xiao Jing; we'll talk after he's done."

The relatives also chimed in with laughter.

"I really envy you two as a couple—your son is so promising, and your daughter is obedient."

"Yeah, I heard Leyi's martial arts talent is also high; the Lu family genes are just too strong!"

"Have you noticed? The couple seems to have gotten much younger; they're the same age as us, yet we look far older than them......"

Everyone chatted back and forth, praising Lu Haitao and Feng Qinru to the skies.

After the couple learned the Universal Breathing Method, they would each night before sleep take a bottle of Yin Spirit Nectar sent by Huichuntang, then begin absorbing attribute energy.

Whether due to the wood attribute or the increase in Blood Qi, the wrinkles on their faces almost disappeared, and Lu Haitao's white hair turned black.

Of course, the couple kept this matter tightly sealed, never revealing a hint.

"How do you two educate your child? Could you pass on some experience to us?"

Suddenly, someone spoke up.

Immediately, it drew a wave of agreement.

Lu Haitao cleared his throat, about to say something, when he suddenly realized he hadn't really educated the child at all.

Lu Jing seemed to have suddenly had an epiphany, step by step reaching where he is today.

But seeing the pairs of eager eyes fixed on him, Lu Haitao licked his lips, straightened his expression, and said, "Our philosophy in educating children is to let go; parents shouldn't impose too many restrictions, allowing the child to develop toward whatever interests them......"

Just as Lu Haitao was boasting on, Lu Leyi's voice sounded.

"Huh, what's wrong with my brother? It looks like he's declaring war on someone?!"

That sentence shifted everyone's attention from Lu Haitao back to the screen.

Seeing that, Lu Jing, who had won the Champion title, did not step down but remained on the stage, issuing a challenge to someone in the crowd below.

The venue first fell into dead silence, then burst into exclamations.

"What is this Lu Jing kid doing?!"

"I don't know......"

Time rewinds a few minutes earlier.

Lu Jing was left on the stage, after which the event's leaders went up to present him with an award.

After the awarding, they launched into a long-winded spiel of nonsense.

"Our National Youth Martial Arts Tournament this year has been successfully held; thank you to each competitor for stepping onto the stage to fight, and to each staff member for their hard work......"

At the same time, dozens of cameras flashed wildly with white light.

Lu Jing was the absolute focus of all media cameras.

Amid the gaze of ten thousand eyes, Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged, his face showing neither sorrow nor joy; his already outstanding appearance and demeanor became even more extraordinary and transcendent.

It was as if the venue's clamor had nothing to do with him, like a clear river unstained by a speck of dust.

After the event's leaders finished speaking, the elder who had silenced everyone at the opening of the Martial Arts Tournament walked up again.

This person is named Bi Xingfa, a guest invited by the organizers, whose strength is unfathomable.

He walked up to Lu Jing, first shaking his hand as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in years.

"Thank you, Student Lu Jing, for bringing us this splendid battle; this year's Martial Arts Tournament ends here......"

Just as Bi Xingfa was about to announce the end of the Martial Arts Tournament, Lu Jing suddenly raised his hand and spoke loudly:

"Wait a moment."

Hum——

The venue instantly erupted in noise; everyone looked at Lu Jing, wondering what he was about to do.

"Senior, I must respectfully disagree with your splendid battle just now!"

Lu Jing turned his head, looked at the bewildered Bi Xingfa, and said with a light smile.

"Huh?"

Bi Xingfa blinked, not grasping Lu Jing's meaning.

"Student Lu Jing, do you have any other opinions? No problem, just speak up."

"Alright, senior."

Lu Jing nodded, glanced around, and looked at the flashing cameras ahead and the countless gazes.

"It's like this: I originally joined the Martial Arts Tournament to exchange techniques with various masters and seek progress and breakthroughs there, but unfortunately, not a single person was worthy of my full effort, which made me feel rather bored......"

Lu Jing spoke at a steady pace, yet his words thundered like a bolt in everyone's ears.

"Holy shit, what is Lu Jing saying? Is he crazy to talk like that?!"

"No way, that's too arrogant; I thought he was a humble person......"

"He's so cool, I love Lu Jing to death!"

Some disliked Lu Jing's attitude, while others loudly voiced their support for him.

"What Lu Jing said is correct; the tournament's purpose is to grow through exchange, but you've also seen—none of these competitors can help Lu Jing grow, can they?!"

"But you can't say that—doesn't that mean you're calling all the competitors trash? Basic respect still ought to be given to opponents, right?!"

"Laughable, talking about respecting opponents on the fight stage—you might as well kowtow before the match!"

The crowd kept arguing without pause.

Lu Jing watched their reactions and continued: "So, senior, I think your description of a 'splendid battle' is inaccurate, because I don't find it splendid at all; rather, it makes me drowsy."

As soon as the words left his mouth, more people began to criticize Lu Jing.

Over at Shogunate Martial University, NieZhenghao and a few others exchanged puzzled looks, not knowing what Lu Jing intended.

A staff member close to Lu Jing on the stage lowered his voice and reminded him: "Student Lu Jing, this is a live broadcast; please watch your words!"

But Lu Jing ignored it, turning his gaze toward the Taiwu Martial Hall.

So, before the Martial Way Grand Assembly closes, I'll give everyone a truly splendid battle. Old thing, why don't you come over and die?

Wang Weikang's gloomy face appeared as he rose from his seat and strode toward the ring.

"Lu Jing, you're asking for death yourself; then you can't blame me!"

Lu Jing saw Wang Weikang approach, his mouth curling slightly, "Senior, please grant me permission; I wish to fight the director of Taiwu Martial Hall, Wang Weikang!"

His words fell like a thunderclap on a clear day.

The entire Jinghuawudaochang, and every viewer in front of the screens, were shocked beyond measure.