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Chapter 295 I hope you really are(2/2)

Of course, it's not that Lu Shanmin's skills surpassed Wang Xiaonan's. In terms of points, Lu Shanmin still lost a lot, but his strong physique and greatly improved ability to predict were able to force Wang Xiaonan in the fourth round.

Consuming most of his physical energy, he was able to counterattack and win even when Wang Xiaonan's reaction strength was reduced.

Today, Fang Yuanshan also came. This time, he was not entrusted by Zeng Yaqian, but he himself had great curiosity about the Lushan people. Apart from Zeng Qingwen, as a martial arts practitioner, in essence, not only did he not

Although he was disgusted with Lu Shanmin, he also developed a slight fondness for him.

Both he and Zeng Qingwen understood that this was Zeng Yaqian's real purpose, to gradually make the Zeng family people like Lu Shanmin to the maximum extent. However, Fang Yuanshan was not dissatisfied after being plotted because Lu Shanmin was indeed worthy of his appreciation.

With Lu Shanmin's current strength, at the same age, except for the technical and tactical aspects, it is not weaker than him in other aspects. He thinks that his talent and hard work have reached an extreme, and he has never thought that

There is one person who can surpass him.

Geniuses always cherish each other. If it weren't for the relationship with the Zeng family, he might have taken the initiative to accept Lu Shanmin as his disciple.

After helping Wang Xiaonan, who had been knocked out, from the ring, Lu Shanmin discovered that Fang Yuanshan was standing under the ring.

Walked off the ring and walked slowly towards Fang Yuanshan.

"I have to admit that your progress has exceeded my imagination."

Lu Shanmin smiled and said, "Thank you for that. Without your guidance, I might not be able to defeat Wang Xiaonan now."

Fang Yuanshan's eyes were dull, "No need to thank me. Although your progress surprises me, you are still far from Mou Yicheng's opponent."

Lu Shanmin smiled and said, "I knew from the beginning that it wasn't important."

Fang Yuanshan smiled calmly and said, "Knowing that you are defeated, you still move forward bravely."

Lu Shanmin grinned, "Can I understand that you are praising me?"

Fang Yuanshan smiled coldly, "You think too much. If it was twenty years ago, this sentence must be a compliment to you. But now, I just think you are very naive."

Lu Shanmin frowned, knowing that Fang Yuanshan was making a pun. He sneered and said unceremoniously: "The tiger in the cage has been locked up for too long, and it has lost its energy."

Fang Yuanshan was not angry at the sarcasm of the Lushan people, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They are ignorant and fearless. When you reach my age, you will know how important it is to maintain a heart of awe."

Lu Shanmin disagreed, with firm eyes, "I respect heaven and earth and fear my conscience, but I am never afraid of power. My grandfather is older than you. He told me that there are many things in this world that we know we cannot do. Some things do not need to be done, and some things do not need to be done.

It must be done, not for the sake of it, but to have peace of mind, to look up to heaven and earth without shame, and to have no regrets in life or death."

Fang Yuanshan frowned slightly and stared at Lu Shanmin with cold and sharp eyes. He was silent for a long time and said lightly: "Sometimes I really doubt whether you are really a mountain villager."

Lu Shanmin smiled and said, "My name is Lu Shanmin. I am a villager in the mountain. My name has already explained my identity."

The corners of Fang Yuanshan's mouth turned up slightly, half-smiling but not smiling: "You seem to be very proud of your origins"?

"Although the people in the mountains are a little poorer, they are more honest and responsible than the people in the city. Although they are not as educated as the people in the city, their quality is not necessarily worse than the people in the city."

Fang Yuanshan smiled faintly, turned around and walked towards the door, "I hope you are really an honest and responsible mountain man."

Lu Shanmin stood there in confusion, not quite understanding the meaning of Fang Yuanshan's last words. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Now it seems that the old magic gun is really a master of internal martial arts, but why is he hiding in Mazui Village?

This thought just passed through my mind. I shook my head and immediately gave up the thought. The old god stick was lazy by nature and liked freedom. Maybe he just liked living in a small mountain village isolated from the world like Mazui Village. The outsider world in TV and movies

Don’t all masters like to live in sparsely populated mountains?
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