Chapter 301: and translation of chapter title, then ===GLOSSARY=== with list of named entities appearing in these lines

"I want to fight the head of Taiwu Martial Hall, Wang Weikang!"

Lu Jing spoke in a flat voice, uttering each word and sentence.

It was as if he were stating something utterly trivial.

Yet when it fell on everyone's ears, it was like a thunderclap from clear sky, stirring up waves of shock in their hearts, leaving everyone stunned into silence.

"Did I hear wrong? Did Lu Jing just say he wants to challenge Wang Weikang?!"

"I'm dumbfounded—am I crazy or is he crazy? Wang Weikang is Wu Tianlei's master; his strength is not something the younger generation can shake!"

"So, how does Lu Jing have the courage to say such a thing? Could it be that his earlier victory got to his head?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Wang Weikang is a strongman of the late Martial Marquis Realm, a whole major realm above Lu Jing, the strength gap is huge—I can't see Lu Jing having a chance to win......"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their tones extremely shocked and horrified.

We thought the Martial Way tournament was about to end, but Lu Jing suddenly pulled this stunt.

He crippled Wang Weikang's disciple, and now he wants to challenge Wang Weikang himself......

"Principal Nie, what's going on with Lu Jing? Suddenly challenging Wang Weikang—what the heck? Did you mention this before?"

Over at the Shogunate Martial University, everyone was similarly in a dazed state.

Zhugeqing simply couldn't understand, so he could only ask NieZhenghao.

"I don't know, Lu Jing never told me about this......"

NieZhenghao spread his hands, furrowed his brows and said: "It's probably still the old grudge—Wang Weikang once mentioned Lu Jing's family, saying he'd avenge his disciple; Lu Jing likely decided to challenge Wang Weikang because of that."

Xu Kuang wore a worried look and said: "It's all my fault for being too weak—getting beaten like this by Wu Tianlei led to Lu Jing's later conflict with Taiwu Martial Hall, sigh......"

"This isn't your fault—the Taiwu Martial Hall folks were after Lu Jing all along, especially Wu Tianlei; their purpose was clear."

Zhugeqing beside them said: "In the cafeteria's first clash, they came looking for trouble just because they heard Lu Jing's name."

"Is that so? Looks like there's a story we don't know about in there......"

NieZhenghao sighed, his eyes full of worry.

Although Lu Jing previously killed a Martial Marquis Realm assassin who came for him, this time he faces a late-stage Martial Marquis Realm expert with half a lifetime of combat experience—Wang Weikang.

If I'm not mistaken, Wang Weikang previously served in the military district, fighting on the battlefield for a long time.

"This kid—could he have lost his mind!"

Zhu Xingyao stared at the display, looking dumbfounded.

"Really getting full of yourself, too full of yourself—you said after winning the Champion you could just leave, what's the point of pulling this stunt!"

"Now you've done it—provoked a Martial Marquis Realm expert and lost a lot of new fans......"

"You can't tell there's a conflict between them?"

Dong Ningxue turned to look at Zhu Xingyao, explaining: "I can understand Lu Jing; after his match with Wu Tianlei, Wang Weikang let loose vicious words, telling Lu Jing to watch his family—if it were me, I'd beat him half to death on the spot."

Dong Ningxue's face was calm, as if she had long known Lu Jing would pull this stunt.

"Uh...... I was eating during that match, didn't watch closely......"

Zhu Xingyao embarrassedly scratched her head, saying: "If that's the case, I support Lu Jing, though it feels a bit risky,"

"I believe him—Lu Jing never does anything he isn't sure of; this kid is really resourceful, and isn't his specialty creating miracles?"

Dong Ningxue also recalled what Lu Jing did in the training camp—blocking the trainees together and forcing trades—and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhu Xingyao, reminded of this, suddenly realized: "Yeah, I worry about nobody but him—looks like Wang Weikang is in for bad luck!"

On the spectator stands, Wu Xinghuo and Ran Jianfeng had been about to leave, but after hearing Lu Jing's words they sat back down.

"I say, Old Ran, does he still suit your taste? A teenage grandmaster under twenty challenging a late-stage Martial Marquis Realm expert in his forties—how would you rate him?"

Wu Xinghuo looked at the stage, where Lu Jing brimmed with fighting spirit and battle intent, and asked with a smile.

"Exactly, can't be too right!"

Ran Jianfeng burst out laughing, eyes shining: "I see my younger self in him—back then I truly feared neither heaven nor earth; I've decided, no matter the outcome, as long as he's alive I'll take him as my son-in-law!"

"No way, Old Ran, you're serious?!"

Wu Xinghuo was startled.

"Otherwise, such a heaven-sent genius who suits my taste—what better candidate for my son-in-law!"

After a moment.

Bi Xingfa on the stage finally came to his senses.

He glanced at Lu Jing, saw the fighting spirit nearly overflowing from his eyes, then looked at the organizers' excited expressions, and could only nod, saying:

"Since Student Lu Jing has issued the challenge and Director Wang agrees, let's have both sides prepare on the stage!"

Upon hearing that, Lu Jing and Wang Weikang both let out a sigh of relief.

They were both eager to personally beat each other to death on the stage.

Wang Weikang wore a ferocious grin, stepping onto the stage one step at a time, his eyes locked on Lu Jing.

"Kid, thanks for giving me this chance to openly slay you and settle a major regret of mine!"

"Is that so? You seem very confident, just like your disciple who loves to spout harsh words."

Lu Jing gave a noncommittal response, a faint smile still on his face.

"You truly deserve to die—you cut off Tianlei's Martial Way and also severed Taiwu Martial Hall's path!"

Wang Weikang, mocked by Lu Jing, trembled with rage as the fat on his face quivered.

If the referee weren't still not in place, he would have already struck out.

Since it's a temporary extra match, the organizers are urgently seeking an off‑duty referee.

After Lu Jing proposed challenging Wang Weikang, the organizers agreed without a second thought.

Anyway, regardless of the final outcome, they lose nothing and instead attract a huge wave of attention—why not?

The two thus faced off on the stage, waiting for the referee to arrive.

"Xiao Jing, this child......"

"Hai Tao, what should we do, what's Xiao Jing doing?!"

Feng Qinru's eyes were watery with tears, unable to believe her own eyes.

"I don't know, Xiao Jing usually isn't so reckless, shouldn't be......"

Lu Hai Tao frowned, anxious as ants in a hot pan, and suddenly thought of something, slapping his hand hard, "Do you think it could be the organizer's script?"

"Script?"

Feng Qinru was startled, then suddenly realized, "That's right, these live-stream things all have scripts!"