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Chapter 158 The Lu Family's Promise

"It's not working anymore, Master, it's not working anymore!"

Leaning against a tree, Zhang Zhiwei, covered in dust and dirt, raised his hand and said, "This disciple's skills are not good enough, I can't win, I have brought shame to you and Longhu Mountain."

Hmph, now you know there's always someone better, right? Zhang Jingqing had anticipated this result and was somewhat satisfied, but seeing Zhang Zhiwei's nonchalant attitude despite losing, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

"You know it's shameful, yet you still don't give it your all?! Can't you see that Young Master Zhuge is holding back a lot? You're not even qualified to hold back when sparring with someone stronger than you!" he said with a dark face.

"I'm wronged, Master! I've already used eight-tenths of my strength." Zhang Zhiwei stood up, dusted himself off, and complained, "After all, this is just a friendly spar. If I go all out, it will be risking my life, which is inappropriate. Besides, I can clearly see that Brother Zhuge only used five-tenths of his strength. Even if I went all out, it wouldn't have worked."

He turned and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Guan Yi: "I'm convinced, I'm convinced, Brother Zhuge. I've never seen magic used like this before. Zhang Zhiwei has truly broadened his horizons today."

"You flatter me, Brother Zhang. Your lightning magic is also very powerful. If you don't use a few more spells, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand it." Guan Yi also cupped his hands in greeting.

"It's not just a few types! Two for self-defense, twelve for attack! Using so many spells instantly without even breaking a sweat!" Zhang Zhiwei gave a boastful thumbs-up: "You're something else!"

"This fool." Zhang Jingqing looked disgusted, while Zuo Ruotong watched with amusement.

These two little guys are holding back?
Most of the veterans exchanged bewildered glances. Are all the young people outside this good? Forget my kid, even if I went up against them myself, I wouldn't stand a chance. Oh, you too? That's fine then.

"Hahaha..." Old Master Lu laughed and clapped his hands: "Wonderful! Wonderful! As expected of the esteemed disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion and the young patriarch of the Zhuge family, you've given today's arena a great start!"

"...Yes, absolutely brilliant!"

"amazing!"

Applause quickly erupted, but the younger players waiting on the sidelines were suddenly stunned.

A fighting ring? That's right, a fighting ring!

We're going to have to fight him too?!
"Damn, I almost forgot this is a tournament." Guan Shihua cursed under her breath, then said with a hint of schadenfreude, "The B group is up now. Whoever draws the B group has to do their best to win. If you win, you can fight against that guy who can unleash spells at lightning speed."

Fight him? Fight my ass!
Feng Ping had no more desire to fight Guan Yi. He put his hands on his hips and said nonchalantly, "Hey, there are always people better than you. I, Feng Ping, admit defeat. Although I'm not in Group B, I doubt I can last until I meet him, but if I do, admitting defeat is not shameful!"

"Brother, I'm in Group C. If nothing unexpected happens, I'll run into him in the third match." Lu Ci looked at Lu Ren with a pained expression: "What should we do?"

Lu Ren chuckled: "Oh, even our fearless second son has his moments of fear? You should win the first two matches first."

"Who's afraid!" Lü Ci said, "So what if we lose? What's the big deal?"

“Hehe…” Lü Ren shook his head and remained silent.

Known as one of the two pillars of the Lü family, he used to think that he was the best among his peers, including the famous Lu Jin, whom he felt was no match for him.

Only today did I realize my narrow-mindedness and understand what true peers look like. Let alone this young patriarch of the Zhuge family, even the defeated successor of the Celestial Master's Mansion is far inferior to him.

"Brother Liu and I are in Group B. It's our turn to play, Brother Liu. It's alright, this is just a friendly match, winning or losing doesn't matter."

Lu Jin gripped the sign tightly in her hand, her neck stiff, and spoke with a completely calm expression.

Wang Ai, standing next to her, couldn't help but turn her head to suppress a laugh. This fake seriousness, your lips are even trembling!

The tournament continues.

Although the other young talents were still in their infancy compared to Guan Yi and Zhang Zhiwei, making the competition seem somewhat dull, there were still some commendable aspects, and the elders did not hesitate to cheer them on and encourage them.

After one round of competition, the winners will face off again.

But everyone knows that the ultimate winner of this contest is actually a foregone conclusion.

In the three subsequent matches, Guan Yi did not use any magic, but instead relied on martial arts, focusing more on practicing moves and understanding the secrets of each school's unique skills.

Lu Jin's Reverse Rebirth Triple.

Lü Ci's Ruyi Jin.

And finally, the final battle, featuring Lin Zifeng's Flowing Cloud Sword, a swordsman cherished by the world of supernatural beings.

In each match, he would go through dozens of moves with his opponent, making sure they were comfortable. His opponents, caught in this smooth flow, would often lose without even realizing it. Only in retrospect would they truly understand the difference in skill.

It goes without saying that the elders could see more clearly; all that was said was praise and congratulations to the Zhuge Chengwu Marquis for having a worthy successor. After a series of competitions, nearly half a day had passed, yet Old Master Lu showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, his eyes shone brightly. After Guan Yi won the final match, he suddenly said to Lu Yi, "The children have given us a good show and provided us with plenty of entertainment. Shouldn't our Lu family offer something in return?"

"What does that mean?" Lu Yi asked, puzzled.

"That's right. Since it's a tournament, how can there be no prize at all? The young clan leader Zhuge, who wins, can't just get the title, can he?"

Lu Yi was taken aback, then smiled helplessly.

That's absolutely right. There should be a prize for setting up a challenge, but I haven't prepared anything! This challenge was set up by you, who love to watch the excitement and create drama. Now you're suddenly asking me this, what am I supposed to offer as a prize?
Upon hearing this, the renowned teachers nearby became intrigued: "There's a prize? You should have said so earlier! My rascal might have been even more enthusiastic!"

"Forget it, what's the point of being proactive?"

"Our child is several levels below Young Clan Chief Zhuge. If we bring it up sooner or later, the prize will definitely belong to him!"

Seeing this, Zhuge Cheng quickly declined, saying, "Grandpa, my cousin has been diligently cultivating within the clan, and this time he has already gained fame by taking advantage of the Lu family's auspicious land. He has already received his share of the benefits, so please don't add to it..."

“Eh…” the old man interrupted, “With such talent, it’s only a matter of time before the young clan leader Zhuge becomes famous. It’s our Lu family that has benefited. Because of him, this birthday banquet may still be talked about decades from now.”

However, compared to the Zhuge family's more than a thousand years of heritage, my Lu family is still a relatively new clan, and there is probably nothing in our clan that the Zhuge family would find worthy of our attention.

"Make a promise, how about it, Lu Yi?"

A promise? The people around were slightly surprised, but then they realized that the Lu family was known for its integrity and keeping its word in the world of supernatural beings.

Could the Lu family's promise refer to...?

Lu Yi nodded slightly: "Let's do it your way, sir."

He looked at Guan Yi and said, "Young Clan Chief Zhuge, my Lu family has nothing of value, but we feel we are quite familiar with this world of supernatural beings. If you ever encounter anything difficult to deal with in the future, as long as it does not violate the foundation of my Lu family, you can entrust it to my family to handle!"

"hiss……"

"it turns out……"

This promise is incredibly generous, meaning that if Guan Yi ever needs anything, the Lu family, one of the four great families in the world of supernatural beings, will spare no expense to provide assistance.

Is it because this arena allowed the young patriarch of the Zhuge family to display such talent that he was worried and apologetic that "the tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind"?
Zuo Ruotong guessed in his heart, while Guan Yi cupped his hands to Lu Yi and the old master Lu and said: "I dare not refuse the gift from the elders. Thank you for your care, Master Lu and the old master."

"Hehe, with the Zhuge family behind you, it's unlikely that the young clan leader will encounter any trouble. It's just an empty promise that may not necessarily be kept. The fact that the Lu family can get on your good side might actually be that my Lu family is the one who benefits."

Grandpa Lu laughed heartily and said, "Gentlemen, it's noon. Aren't you hungry? This old man is starving. Let's go eat!"

"Haha, I'm hungry."

The head of the Wang family laughed and said, "I was so engrossed in the children's wonderful competition that I didn't realize anything was wrong. It was only when you mentioned it, sir, that I realized my stomach is completely empty."

"Then I'll trouble the Lu family to prepare a meal for us," Zhang Jingqing said, nodding in acknowledgment.

Everyone returned to the Lu family compound and sat at the same table as yesterday, eating the lunch prepared by the Lu family.

This time, however, the focus of the elders' conversation at the table shifted to Guan Yi. Occasionally, Zhang Zhiwei and other outstanding younger members would also be mentioned, with everyone congratulating each other on having successors.

At the younger generation's table, Guan Yi was clearly in charge. Lu Jin and Lü Ci were both curiously asking Guan Yi how he cultivated. Although he was only a few years older than them, there was a world of difference between them.

“My cousin Yi was born a monster, but his current level of skill is also inseparable from hard work. You don’t know, every day before dawn…”

With Guan Yi's permission, Zhuge Yue excitedly recounted Guan Yi's arduous daily practice, eliciting gasps of surprise from everyone.

The young men and women admired Guan Yi more and more, and Feng Ping even said, "I can't compare to him, I'm convinced," which made Guan Yi seem to have the status of a leader of the younger generation.

No more alcohol was consumed at this lunch, as the Lu family had been struggling in those years and was not wealthy, and it wouldn't be appropriate for a group of people to keep bothering them.

After the meal, the distinguished elders, along with their younger generations, bid farewell and departed.

Guan Yi and the other two also embarked on a journey to the Hui ethnic region, thus concluding their trip to the Lu family's birthday banquet.

(End of this chapter)