This scene turned around so fast that many people didn't even react when they saw Nangong Wuxiu knocking his head to the ground and saying word by word, "I admit defeat."
After saying this, Nangong Wuxiu seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his body went limp, and he fell directly onto the ring, unconscious.
"it's over."
Lu Fan's aura gradually subsided: "Can you give me a judgment result?"
it's over.
These three words were like a loud slap on the faces of Cao, Mo, and Luo. It also made all the family heads who had written invitations to Lu Fan and then torn them into pieces feel their cheeks.
Burning pain.
"Master Zhang, what are you doing?"
From the corner of her eye, Lu Wushuang caught sight of the head of the Zhang family moving cautiously, bending down and reaching out to pick up the invitation that had just been crumpled into a ball and thrown aside, and unfolded it carefully. He couldn't help but sneered coldly.
The head of the Zhang family's face froze, and he said with some embarrassment: "Haha, it's nothing. I accidentally threw it away just now. I don't know which bastard got it for me. When I find who it is, I'll see if I don't break his hand."
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Lu Wushuang's eyes flashed with a hint of contempt, but they were not as experienced as him. His beautiful eyes flickered towards the ancient martial arts arena. Like the tens of thousands of people present, they were quietly waiting for the elder of the Dragon Slaying Society to announce the final result.
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Old Man Xuanyuan slowly stood up, and the members of the Dragon Slaying Society who were sitting behind him, as well as the jury, also stood up.
Tens of thousands of people stood up at the same time.
"I declare."
Elder Xuanyuan's voice was clear and resonant: "The final champion of this Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition is Lu Fan, the second son of the Lu family from Shangjing!"
"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi."
"The world's martial arts will be carried on your shoulders by people like you, supporting the new hope for the future of Chinese martial arts."
"Little friend Lu Fan, if you haven't come on stage to receive the award yet, when will you wait?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Fan slowly walked down the ancient martial arts arena and walked up to the high platform.
All kinds of complicated expressions were all focused on Lu Fan.
"Why the second son of the Lu family?"
Lu Wushuang's beautiful eyes flashed with confusion. She knew about the relationship between Lu Fan and the Lu family, and she also knew that Lu Fan was extremely sensitive about it and would never mention it in front of outsiders.
But Old Man Xuanyuan clearly added the word "Lu Family" in front of Lu Fan's name on purpose.
What's the intention?
But the faces of more people and families who had a good relationship with Lu Fan were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster.
Lu Fan forcefully forced Nangong Wuxiu to kneel down and kowtow, and won the championship of the Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition with such a dazzling method. As the tide rises, all boats will be lifted, and Lu Fan's blessings will be shrouded in each of them.
Lu Fan slowly climbed up the steps. When he saw old man Xuanyuan take a step back and was replaced by Lu Jianping in military uniform, holding a red sandalwood box in his hand, standing behind him, he was slightly stunned.
"The Lu family has a son like you, which is the pride of thousands of people in the Lu family."
Lu Jianping's expression was serious, and he looked even more majestic with his Venus military uniform, and his whole person exuded an aura of calmness and authority.
Everyone raised their heads when they saw this, and even the way they looked at Lu Fan changed a lot.
Lu Fan was an abandoned son of the Lu family. He had been wandering for more than three years and lived a life worse than a pig or a dog. This time, he relied on his own strength to win the recognition of Lu Jianping, the current head of the Lu family and the supreme commander of the Northern Xinjiang Army.
Elder Xuanyuan deliberately chose Lu Jianping as the candidate for the award this time.
It seems that Lu Fan's return to the Lu family and becoming the heir to the most powerful family in China is unstoppable.
At this moment, even the Cao family, the Mo family, and the Luo family, which wanted to fight Lu Fan until death, looked at Lu Fan with complicated expressions.
The Lu family is a well-known name in China. Even if they want to take action against Lu Fan in the future, they must first weigh the power of the Lu family's 700,000 troops in the northern frontier and the power of Lu Nanting.
A peerless strongman who ranks at the top of the ancient martial arts list of China.
"What, you don't want to accept it?"
Lu Jianping looked at Lu Fan: "Or do you think this ceremony is too simple and not grand enough?"
"neither."
Lu Fan shook his head: "I just think the things you touched are a bit dirty."