The Taoist priest in white stretched out Fuchen to intercept, but Fuchen blocked the attack in black.
The powerful air flow knocked Ma Yingjie straight down. This is the power of a second-rate martial artist. Even Ma Yingjie, a third-rate movie star, could not resist.
What's more, movie stars belong to the literary school, and what they are best at is touching people's hearts.
"Damn it!" Ma Yingjie secretly cursed. These two people clearly regarded him as a decoration, and they only regretted that he had not become a second-rate movie star.
Seeing this, he did not continue to intervene in their fight, but walked to his parents' yard alone.
The headquarters of the Lu family can be said to be composed of courtyards, with dark tiles arranged neatly in rows.
"Hao'er, you're back!"
In the eyes of a mother, no matter how her children turn out, they are still children, and they are people she must protect with all her might.
"You shouldn't have come back this time!" A stern reprimand came from the living room.
"Oh, you scolded your son just after he came back. Besides, this is the patriarch's intention!"
Mother's protectiveness is something she is born with.
"They want to turn Hao'er into a tool for the family to make money. They can't control a free Hao'er outside, but once he returns to the family, it will be too late to run away!"
The three people fell into silence.
In the end, it was Ma Yingjie who spoke first, "I have a girlfriend, her name is An Qi, so for her, I must come back and inherit the Lu family."
"The newly famous one?" The mother was very concerned about her son's feelings.
"Well, so I am determined to be the successor."
"Okay, great, Haoer also has someone he likes!"
The mother was very pleased because her child's marriage was a major event in life, and finding a partner meant getting married.
"Didn't I come with you this time? If the two of you come together, there might be another chance."
Father asked from the side.
"No, she is preparing for the Golden Flower Shadow, so I don't want to distract her."
…
The next day, the Lu family’s martial arts hall.
On this day, the Lu family's large and small collateral and direct families gathered together, because today will determine the identity of the next generation successor of the Lu family.
A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk in his hand and combing his hair in a bun, gives off a detached aura of immortality and Taoism.
Slowly walking towards the high platform of the martial arts hall, he waved the floating dust in his hand, and the thunderous sound of drums came from the entire martial arts hall.
The drums surrounding the martial arts hall began to emit waves of ripples, the sound waves surged and undulated, the rhythm changed from slow to fast, and the final sound sounded loudly.
"Everyone, today is our Lu family's once-in-a-decade successor competition. This year, our Lu family has three young talents participating!"
Men in black, men in white, and Ma Yingjie in navy blue all walked into the martial arts hall.
"The successors this time include my legitimate son, my concubine, and outstanding disciples from the collateral line. Next, I will tell you the rules of this competition."
The words of the head of the Lu family were full of discrimination. As soon as a discerning person heard this, he would naturally filter out Ma Yingjie. What qualifications and abilities do you, a collateral disciple, have to inherit the Lu family?
Immediately afterwards, I heard the head of the Lu family say, "My Lu family is founded on martial arts. Naturally, the strongest martial artist will win this competition. The last person standing in the martial arts field will be the next leader of my Lu family."
"At the same time, I have added new changes to this competition. Since ancient times, everything has been harmonious with the family. This time, we are allowed to bring our spouses to participate. Of course, this is voluntary."
"Okay, the competition will begin soon!"
As the head of the Lu family waved the dust again, the drums around him sounded rhythmically again, sonorous and powerful, boom, boom, boom.
Four figures also appeared above the martial arts hall.
"Young Master, you actually have a helper!"
"It's so beautiful. What kind of movie star is this?"
"I remember! She is the heroine who shoots cannons, isn't it said that she has someone to take care of her!"
A member of the Lu family said.
"Yes! Yes! I also remembered it, that is, how can such a person be the mistress of my Lu family!"
"Hmph, our Lu family is founded by force, and the last word is to have big fists."
A direct descendant retorted.
"That's right, that's right, we are not barbarians from the east, we just know how to talk!"
The direct descendants echoed.
"Look, look, the young master is so powerful!"
I saw a giant shield appearing in the hands of the man in black in the martial arts hall. He used the shield as a weapon and struck straight at the Taoist priest in white.
"Boss, you are not behaving well. Didn't you agree to beat the subordinates to death first?"
The Taoist priest in white retorted calmly.
"Huh, she doesn't have anything to worry about. It's like killing you first!"
Although the man in black was talking, his movements did not slow down at all. Instead, he danced with the giant shield like a tiger.
Killing him with every move, his neck, wrists, chest, etc. were all his attack directions.
However, he was still dodged by the dexterous figure of the Taoist priest in white, and it was difficult to even touch a corner of his clothes.
"Brother, you are too weak, you can't even touch me!"
The Taoist priest in white made a secret in his hand, "Tao method: restraint!"
I saw a spiritual light shooting out from my fingers, pointing directly at the man in black, causing the man in black to control one of his feet to the ground.
He suddenly lost his balance and fell down in an instant. Fortunately, the giant shield changed his position in time to prevent himself from falling.
"Master! Come and save me!"
The man in black suddenly felt that his situation was in danger and had no choice but to shout out to Yang Xueer.
On the side, Yang Xueer was beating Ma Yingjie with a whip. Now Ma Yingjie relied on the characteristics of a third-rate movie star.
"I'm a soldier!" The muscles on his body increased dramatically, his strength doubled, and his speed doubled.
After forcefully breaking through Yang Xueer's whip, her body was already covered with blood stains, and she was breathing heavily.
On the other hand, Yang Xueer stood there charmingly and affectionately, with the whip in her hand surrounding her figure.
Wearing a black leather jacket and leather boots, coupled with Yang Xueer's charming temperament, people can't help but think of a witch.
"Ma Yingjie, this is just interest. I have just begun the matter with An Qi!"
Yang Xueer had a fierce look on her face, but the words she spoke aroused the man's infinite imagination.
"An Qi? What conflict do you have?" Ma Yingjie was confused. The only thing he knew was that Yang Xueer was An Qi's opponent in the Hundred Flowers Award.
"She deserves to be a bitch! Without her, how could I be like this! This bitch!" Yang Xueer suddenly became crazy.
However, the tone suddenly changed and became charming, and she walked towards Ma Yingjie step by step. The black stockings outlined Yang Xueer's sexy thighs, and the long boots made rhythmic sounds.
"However, if I take you away from her, that kind of frustration will be more satisfying for her, hahahaha."
Yang Xueer squatted next to Ma Yingjie, the whip kept rubbing Ma Yingjie's red cheeks. Fortunately, Ma Yingjie was a movie star and his resistance was strong enough. Otherwise, under the image of Yang Xueer's abusive skills, Ma Yingjie would have knelt down and begged for mercy.