Level Up in Martial World

Lu Ying was a little confused when he invited his woman instead of saying anything; however, she just stood silent with an amused glint, seeing the four beauties in front of her eyes light up even more.

"My son has grown up," she thought.

"We martial artists respect Strength, don't we?" Lu Zhen looked at everyone with a crimson red gaze that made everyone avoid him.

"Reply to me, am I the strongest or not?" He sneered as he looked at everyone present in the hall.

"You…" They were stunned by the fearlessness of Lu Zhen as his gaze was mocking, as if he was looking at them like ants.

However, they were still relatively calm. After all, they were the powerhouses who had stepped on countless corpses to reach their level. No matter whether they were businessmen or young masters, they weren't so simple-minded to get taunted by just the simple words of Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen's sneer widened as he looked at everyone who was just silent.

"So, of course, I will be the leader. If you have a problem fighting with me as a martial artist, let's see whose fist is the strongest here," Lu Zhen looked at his front, where there was Lu Huang sitting beside his mother with a strange glint.

Lu Huang broke out in a cold sweat as the crimson gaze of Lu Zhen locked onto him. "Devil," that was the only resounding thought in his mind as he looked at the crimson pupils of Lu Zhen, who seemed to consider him even lower than an ant with disappointment and mockery.

"Stop mocking me." Lu Huang sheathed in rage, just seeing the crimson gaze of his son. He quickly hid his trembling hand by his sleeve, but he didn't break his facade. Lu Huang was expressionless.

Seeing this, Lu Zhen just shook his head as he looked around once more at everyone who was just avoiding his gaze with gritted teeth.

"There is no one here…" Lu Zhen was truly disappointed seeing this.

Suddenly, a youth roared, "Don't go too far!!!."

Lu Zhen's eyes lit up seeing this. "Then come fight me or keep your head down for the rest of your life."

"Alright, fine. If you want to fight so much…" the youth revealed himself. He was a short and thin man wearing a green headband on his forehead that reflected the sun rays, with an average build. Despite the resistance from his fellow friends, he still stood up and directly went straight into the palace floor.

"We can just fight normally, but it is no fun, is it? So, how about we make a bet? If I lose, you will become the leader; if you lose, you will serve me. As simple as that," Lu Zhen said with a shrug.

"You…" the bald-haired band man was speechless when he heard Lu Zhen.

"Come on, are you too scared? You weren't that arrogant when you were there previously," Lu Zhen replied with a sneer as he looked at the man as his pupils turned from red to golden.

The moment his eyes met with the man, Lu Zhen's eyes brightened.

"I found a treasure, although he is stupid. It is even better; I don't like smart people too much. They are the people who can never be trusted most of the time," he thought with amusement.

"Alright, I accept."

"Good, what is your name?" Lu Zhen asked with a nod.

"Zhang Shi."

Lu Zhen's expression turned strange when he heard this. "He certainly doesn't look like it." (Zhang Shi usually means scholar)

"So, are we going to fight or not?" Zhang Shi looked at Lu Zhen with impatience, with a frown on his face. "This town is such a secluded place that even a local tyrant here dared to bully me. I will teach him a lesson. Those righteous factions have been getting out of hand being dealt with. I might as well relieve my stress by beating the shit out of these kids," he thought with rage.

"You really wanna lose that badly?" Lu Zhen muttered.

"Alright, I will be the judge then," Lu Ying said with amusement as she looked at both of them.

The four women also sidled themselves amusingly as they looked at Lu Zhen curiously. Their hearts had already melted for Lu Zhen already, although there might be separation among themselves. But these women will probably jump in fire if Lu Zhen tells them to.

"Alright, you guys fight."

The instant the voice of Lu Ying traveled, Zhang Shi disappeared like the wind, vanishing into thin air.

"These…" Lu Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked around.

His crimson eyes glinted with a blue hue; Lu Zhen directly tapped into his mental energy. Finally, the figure of the man was faintly visible to him from his senses.

"There he is," Lu Zhen said casually and threw a punch.

Boom!

Zhang Shi was sent hurtling through the air, but he quickly maneuvered to maintain his balance.

"How did you see me?" his eyes widened with disbelief, as if he had just encountered a ghost instead of Lu Zhen.

"Hmph! Even a child will see you when you use these party tricks," Lu Zhen replied with a casual shrug.

"Verdant Whirlwind."

The plant Qi within Lu Zhen instantly gathered towards his hands, and he slashed with his hand using saber principles. A rotating wind force was created, engulfing everything. However, this time it was different. In the eye of the storm, there was a wooden pole with one side sharp and the other side blunt.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Shi remained in place even after witnessing the storm.

"Do you really think a young brat like you can defeat me with such minor techniques?" He gritted his teeth and drew his sword, slashing casually at the storm.

However, instead of a slash, a huge boulder materialized in front of his swinging sword and was flung towards Lu Zhen at a terrifying speed.