From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Don't you understand the principle of "the nail that sticks out gets hammered down"?

# Chapter 961 Lu Jin VS Liu Deshui

Seeing that Sect Leader Chu was angry.

A portly man with a buzz cut and round glasses walked into the arena and said to Fengping, "Fengping, can you let me have the first match?"

"Alright, if Lu Jin is just tall and doesn't have any real skills, he's not worth my time."

Although Feng Ping was impulsive, he wasn't stupid. He realized that his master was angry and understood that he had been too hasty. He should have let someone else test Lu Jin's composition first to see if it was as powerful as rumored.

I thought I'd be in an awkward situation...

But now that this chubby guy has taken the initiative to step forward, he'll just have to back down.

However, upon returning to his seat, he inevitably received a barrage of criticism from Sect Leader Chu...

"May I ask where you're from, my friend?"

In the center of the arena, Lu Jin cupped his hands in greeting and asked with a smile.

"Young Master Lu doesn't remember me?"

The chubby man smiled, a hint of coldness in his eyes. A faint red aura emanated from his body, which was quite impressive for his age. He chuckled and said, "Back then, we were both assessed by the Left Sect Leader in the lower courtyard of the Sanyi Sect. Unfortunately, I wasn't qualified enough to catch the Left Sect Leader's eye."

"Hmm? It's Brother Liu!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin thought for a while and finally remembered who the chubby guy in front of him was.

Liu Deshui!

"It's been many years since we last met. So Brother Liu has been diligently practicing at the Yanwu Hall," Lu Jin praised.

"Improvement? I dare not claim that. I only hope that Young Master Lu knows that I am no longer the Liu Deshui of yesteryear."

Liu Deshui sneered, took a step forward, and made the first move, rushing in front of Lu Jin. Despite being a fat man, he was surprisingly agile.

He moved nimbly and uprightly, his body swaying with every step, his every movement possessing the power of a raging bull, causing the air to vibrate.

This is Bajiquan!

Seeing this, Lu Jin chuckled, took a step that shook the earth, and threw a punch that tore through the air, creating a vacuum. Like a cannonball, the punch exploded, and the force of the shockwave was transformed into a thrust, slamming into Liu Deshui's chest and sending him flying several meters without harming him in the slightest.

"Bajiquan?"

The head of Yanwu Hall was surprised and asked Sichong, "Does the Sanyi Sect also have a lineage of Bajiquan?"

"No, this is what Lu Jin earned during his training with Jiang Liu back then," Si Chong told the truth.

Therefore, the head of Yanwu Hall did not ask any further questions.

After all, Bajiquan is not only found in Yanwutanghui; many other schools and families can find it on the market if they are willing to collect it.

Let's look at the field again.

After regaining his footing, Liu Deshui, who had been pushed several meters away, realized that Lu Jin was also using Bajiquan. He felt a surge of shame and anger, his Qi surged, he adjusted his breathing, and with a large stride, he was about to clash head-on with Lu Jin again.

Lu Jin's skill in Bajiquan is certainly not as good as Jiang Liu's, but looking at the scene, he is already comparable to the head of Yanwu Hall.

Therefore, when Liu Deshui attacked again, he also restrained his strength and did not release his Qi, but only used the same Qi to collide with him.

Bang bang bang!

For a moment, explosions echoed throughout the stadium.

The younger generation of each family couldn't see anything, only that the two sides were evenly matched, but how sharp were the eyes of the older generation? Especially the head of Yanwu Hall, who knew from Lu Jin's methods that his mastery of Bajiquan had reached its peak!

Fists like shooting stars! Waist like a snake! Body and soul as one! Softness and strength flowing seamlessly together!

The techniques of inch, wrap, lift, carry, poke, hug, hard, and throw are all exquisite, using every bit of energy in the most crucial places, not a bit more or less.

It is:

His fists are like shooting stars, his eyes like lightning, his waist like a snake, and his feet like drills; his tailbone is upright, his spirit penetrates to the top of his head, and his movements are fluid and agile, connecting his upper and lower body.

The body is relaxed yet internally firm, the spirit is inwardly focused, the whole body is light and agile, suspended above the head; Yin and Yang, emptiness and fullness, change rapidly, the source of life force lies in the waist.

In contrast, Liu Deshui, while skilled in Bajiquan among his peers, was like a complete novice compared to Lu Jin.

Rather than a friendly exchange between the two, it would be more accurate to say that Lu Jin was giving Liu Deshui pointers.

However, Liu Deshui seemed oblivious to Lu Jin's thoughts, holding his breath and continuously unleashing his Qi.

Not strong!

[Lu Jin is not strong!]

[Only slightly better than me!]

If only my Qi were a little stronger!

Seeing Liu Deshui's aura growing stronger, the head of Yanwu Hall could no longer sit still. He stood up, stopped Liu Deshui, and said, "Enough! Deshui! Can't you see that Young Master Lu has been going easy on you? Come back here, don't embarrass yourself!"

"Give in to me?"

boom!

In an instant, Liu Deshui's mind went blank. He gasped for breath, then looked at Lu Jin, whose breathing was slightly erratic. He regained his senses, feeling as if all his strength had been drained. He collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with a sense of loss: "Is the gap between us really that big?"

“Brother Liu, there is no need to belittle yourself. My brother Jiang once said: ‘All practitioners are one person.’”

Lu Jin smiled slightly and helped Liu Deshui up. "In terms of strength, I am indeed a little bit stronger than most people here, but in terms of cultivation, I am still far behind."

This action not only slightly distracted Liu Deshui, but also earned the secret nods and endless praise from the guests present.

"So, the next me..."

Lü Ci was eager to try.

Before he could take a step, Lu Ren grabbed him and shook his head, saying, "Judging from the strength Lu Jin has shown so far, he's not much different from you. Without bloodshed, the outcome will be uncertain."

"Brother, do you really think Lu Jin only has this much strength?"

During the martial arts tournament, Lü Ci had sparred with Lu Jin in private and knew how powerful he was. He was well aware that even with his own hard work over the past two years, he might not be a match for Lu Jin back then, let alone now.

Now he wants to test Lu Jin, simply to find out if the distance between them has narrowed.

"Calm down, Lü Ci. Think about where we are. The Lu family. It doesn't matter if other families face Lu Jin, win or lose. But the three families that are on par with the Lu family are not an option. It would spoil the situation." Lü Ren explained his reason for not letting Lü Ci participate.

Upon hearing this, Lü Ci felt utterly helpless, but looked at Jiang Liu, who was sitting with Si Chong and Zhang Jingqing—what would he do if it were him?

Jiang Liu's spiritual realm was no different from that of a Bodhisattva; he could sense the thoughts in others' hearts with a single thought. He smiled slightly and transmitted his voice to Lu Jin: "Play with Lü Ci for a bit. He wants to participate, but his brother, though young, is mature beyond his years and is considering the power struggles between the four families, so he's stopping him... Helping him out will also make him a friend in the future."

Lu Jin nodded slightly to Jiang Liu, then beckoned to Lü Ci and said loudly, "Lü Ci, shall we practice? The last time I experienced your Ruyi Jin was last time."

Everyone: "......"

It really is:

Your words are more valuable than any other conversation.

Immediately, many people showed meaningful expressions towards the Lü family.

The four families were equally famous, and none of them were willing to concede to the others. Therefore, although it was the Lü and Wang families who proposed the sparring match, the two families seemed to remain detached and indifferent.

Right now, Lu Jin has taken the initiative to challenge Lü Ci.

Lü Ci did not go—

It's the Lü family that's disrespecting the Lu family!

But Lu Ci took the stage and lost again. Doesn't that mean the Lu family can suppress the Lu family?

# Chapter 962 Lu Jin VS Lü Ci

"Brother, can I go now?"

Unlike the various family patriarchs and sect leaders present, Lü Ci only wanted to have a good fight with Lu Jin.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Lü Ren's forehead, and he could only look to his father for help.

But the latter also had a headache.

If it were an ordinary gathering, he could have modestly declined on Lu Ci's behalf, but this martial arts competition was to celebrate Old Master Lu's longevity.

Refusing would make him seem petty and would also make him look down upon by the other families present.

But if Lü Ci loses—

It's inevitable that people will feel that the Lu family has overshadowed the Lü family.

But how can I refuse right now?

There was nothing we could do.

He could only nod to Lü Ren.

Having received approval, Lü Ci grinned, walked to the center of the arena, and said to Lu Jin, "I lost to you last time in the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe. This time, I'll have to win back."

"That's not necessarily true!"

As soon as Lu Jin finished speaking, he flashed behind Lü Ci at almost instantaneous speed, using his hand as a knife to slash at the back of Lü Ci's head.

The latter's hair stood on end. He crouched slightly, channeling his strength to his toes, and with a light step, he glided forward a short distance as if ice skating, narrowly avoiding the knife strike.

"Not bad!"

While praising it, Lu Jin also had to admit the power of the Lü family's Ruyi Force.

The Qi energy that can be developed by practicing ordinary boxing techniques is Tai Chi energy or Bajiquan energy. At the very least, one must cultivate to the point where Qi energy circulates throughout the body and the nine orifices transform into a true dragon in order to be able to do things so freely.

Only a grandmaster can reach this level.

But what about the Ruyi Jin?

Once mastered, the power can be directed precisely where needed.

If one can systematically study "mechanics" and master it, one might be able to exchange a few blows with everyone except Brother Jiang.

"reluctantly!"