"Hey, isn't this the ever-winning general?

How could he come to the Gongfa Pavilion?”

He was defeated repeatedly, so he gave him a nickname called General Changsheng, which means ridicule.

“Maybe I was going wrong.

Talk, after all, the Kung Fu Pavilion is not something that cats and dogs can come."

"With such a good talent, even a pig can break through the foundation-building level.

It is also a skill for us, the ever-winning general, to stay on the spot for a full ten years!"

All kinds of sarcastic voices came, and Lu Zhan was unmoved.

He has heard a lot of these words.

"Stop, Lu Zhan?

This is my Yun family’s Gongfa Pavilion. What are you doing here as a waste from other surnames?”

In front of the martial arts pavilion, the disciple guarding the gate was arrogant.

Even this waste, I don’t know what kind of virtue can be favored by the head of the family and Yunshui Yao.

The reason why these people are hostile to him is largely due to jealousy.

Lu Zhan frowned: "A trash from other surnames?

Are you talking about yourself?"

This disciple guarding the gate is indeed not from the Yun family, but just the disciple of the elder of the Yun family.

"What did you say?

You are so brave!”

"I do have the courage. I am the adopted son of the patriarch and the young master of the Yun family.

Who are you? How dare you talk to me like this?

If you are not convinced, you can go to the head of the family and let him erase my identity.

Otherwise, get out of here! A good dog doesn’t block the way, your parents have never taught you how to be a human being?"

Lu Zhan showed no mercy and was domineering.

For him, the Yun family is just a springboard.

There is no need to be polite to these small characters.

The softer you are, the more others think you are easy to bully! A disciple who guards also wants to step on him to gain face?

Delusion! "Okay, okay, I didn't expect you, a waste, to be so angry.

Today I will see what qualifications you have to enter the Kung Fu Pavilion! You should be clear about the family rules.

You, the foundation-building level of ten thousand years, want to go in?"

The disciples guarding the gate were full of sarcasm.

The audience burst into laughter.

This sentence is correct. What can you do if you are the adopted son of the patriarch?

A waste, I just won't let you in! "How is it?

Lu Zhan?

If you kneel down and beg me, I might be able to let you in with kindness!”

Lu Zhan glanced at him and silently released the momentum on his body.

"The following is the best, seeking death!"

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, Lu Zhan had already slapped the disciple in the face.

Everyone was stunned.

"This momentum, the second floor of foundation building?"

"This waste actually broke through, no wonder he was so tough!"

"Tsk, but just a mere foundation-building level is worthy of being horizontal?"

The disciple guarding the gate was extremely angry, staring at Lu Zhan with red eyes, but was a little shocked.

This waste actually broke through.

However, at this time, he dared not speak out, and could only admit that he was unlucky.

Because Lu Zhan's eyes were very cold, as if it had not melted for thousands of years.

He could feel that if he talked nonsense, he really dared to kill people.

No matter what, he is a young master, and he has broken through the second level and intercepted it again, which is to challenge the authority of the Yun family.

He held back this breath and stepped aside respectfully.

"Please!"

Lu Zhan sneered twice: "The key to being aware of one's own knowledge. Before you want to play, consider whether you can play it!"

After all the words, everyone changed their faces.

I feel like this is said to myself.

Is this waste so tough now?

Everyone felt strange in their hearts. It was a joke that this waste dared to be so tough when he knelt down and licked Yunshui Rumors.

The more I think so, the more unbalanced I feel.

That woman Yunshuiyao was really blind and could actually fall in love with this guy.

"Smack!"

A burst of applause came over and a person came out of the martial arts pavilion.

This man was dressed in white and looked unruly and unruly, but his arrogant expression on his face seemed to not take everything seriously.

“Tsk tsk tsk, it’s really a promising one.

I was amazed by a waste, showing off his power at a doorkeeper.

Lu Zhan, what if I didn’t let you in today?

What can you do to me?"

Lu Zhan's eyes narrowed. This man was the second only genius in the Yun family's name after him, and his name was Yun Bufan.

The Six-Star Wind Thunder Martial Soul has been called into the Tianlei Sword Sect, and now it is the seventh level of foundation building, and can compete with many masters of the previous generation.

Yun Bufan looked at Lu Zhan with fun. This genius who was overwhelming at the time, the seven-star martial soul shone for a moment.

However, at this moment, I could only be crushed to the bottom of my feet.

Compared with his identity, he is the direct master of the Yun family, and Lu Zhan is simply not as good as him, and he is even more so than his strength.

A group of people laughed and watched the joke.

"Yes, Lu Zhan, please show us your identity as a young master!"

"The bullshit young master, in front of the young master Bufan, he is just a piece of shit."

"How do you speak?

Don’t taint the ears of Master Bufan.”

A trace of evil spirit rose in Lu Zhan's eyes.

"You want to stop me?"

"So what if you stop me?"

Looking at his arrogant face, Lu Zhan wanted to throw his face to the ground and step on his feet.

"Yun Bufan, do you think you are awesome?

How about we bet?”

"oh?

Interesting, what do you want to bet on with me?"

"Half a year! Just half a year, half a year later, you will be defeated by me..." Lu Zhan made a loud noise.

If it weren't for that bitch Yunshuiyao, what is Yun Bufan now?

It's only worthy of carrying shoes for yourself.

Yun Bufan's eyelids drooped, looking down at Lu Zhan, not understanding where he got his confidence.
To be continued...