As soon as they arrived in the living room, they saw Mr. Han and Zhou Qi both sweating profusely.
He was slumped on the sofa chair, obviously he had practiced more recently.
"Mingjun is here? I won't greet you. Just sit down wherever you like."
Mr. Han said breathlessly. It seemed that he had no extra energy.
Zhou Qi is not much better, not much different from his condition.
Lu Mingjun raised the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile: "Mr. Han, how is my brother?"
"This kid is a monster. I could handle him at the beginning. But every time I hit him, his cultivation would improve. So far, I have tried my best, but I can't do anything to him.
You know, this is an over-level challenge. What is it if it’s not a monster? I’ve never seen such an existence before, and my old bones are almost torn apart by him.”
Mr. Han had a helpless expression, but the look of relief on his face did not escape Lu Mingjun's eyes.
From this point of view, he is still very satisfied with Zhou Qi.
"Xiao Qi, why don't you thank Mr. Han properly?"
Lu Mingjun gave Zhou Qi a look and said to him.
"Thank you, Mr. Han. Without you, my cultivation level would not have improved so quickly!"
Although Zhou Qi was very tired, he still said it very solemnly.
Now that he has completely regained his confidence, without Mr. Han's help, he might not have been able to recover at all.
If you meet Ancestor Han Mo, you will most likely be defeated.
But it was different now. Zhou Qi had an extremely strong feeling.
That is, as long as he does not face his eldest brother Lu Mingjun or anyone else, he is sure to win.
If Patriarch Han Mo appears, then this will be the time for his death.
"Why are you so polite? After two days of fighting with you, I have gained a new understanding of my own cultivation. It can be said that we have achieved mutual success, but I am really too damn tired."
Mr. Han couldn't help but curse.
Lu Mingjun came to him with a smile, and transferred a chill from his body into Mr. Han's body.
A feeling of coolness instantly spread over him, and Mr. Han glanced at Lu Mingjun in surprise.
He immediately crossed his legs and started practicing. This was a rare opportunity for him.
After more than ten minutes, he slowly collected the energy in his body and then opened his eyes.
"Mingjun, thank you!"
The old man's voice revealed excitement, although there was no breakthrough in his realm.
But Lu Mingjun's true energy has already made his cultivation even further.
At this time, he had a new understanding of Lu Mingjun. It seemed that this young man was far more powerful than he imagined.
Originally, he was really worried about Young Master Lu, thinking that he might not be a match for Pi Zhiyuan, the leader of Xuanwu Sect.
But at this moment, he changed his view. The ability that Lu Mingjun showed in his movements was simply unheard of and unseen.
Although Pi Zhiyuan is also very powerful, he feels that he is not up to Lu Mingjun's level.
If nothing else, the gap between the two should be quite large.
At this moment, Mr. Han is optimistic that Lu Mingjun can crush the Xuanwu Sect leader.
"Mr. Han, I heard there is news about the martial arts conference? When is it scheduled to be?"
Seeing that Mr. Han had recovered, Lu Mingjun asked him with a smile.
"The specific date has not been set yet, but it should be not far away. Now everyone in the circle is ready to make a move. It seems that this time it is not just about resolving the grudges between the two of you!"
Mr. Han sighed, it can be said to be a grand event in the entire martial arts world.
How many young masters will emerge by then? It’s really exciting...