Facing the resolute attitude of Father Lu.
Lu Yuan did not waste his breath and chose to prove his strength with strength.
He clenched his fist, launching it forward like lightning.
"Crack!"
The fierce wind howled, and lightning appeared in the void.
An unparalleled pressure filled the void, causing Father Lu to tremble in fear, nearly falling to the ground!
The highest realm of the Wind and Thunder Fist.
Fist Intent: Wind and Thunder!
But this was only the beginning.
Next.
Lu Yuan showcased a dozen perfect martial techniques in front of his cheap dad.
Wind Thunder Leg, Thunderbolt Palm, Iron Cloth Shirt, Eagle Claw Skill...
Every martial technique was at its peak, reaching the Transformation Realm!
"A dozen martial realms? How on earth did Xiaoyuan do it?"
Father Lu stood frozen like a statue, shocked into speechlessness for a long time.
Mental Realm.
It is the mark of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
A Grandmaster may not necessarily comprehend the Mental Realm.
But those who do can become Grandmasters sooner or later!
In the Martial Arts Realm, you must know.
Even many seasoned Grandmasters, who practice their entire lives, may not comprehend a single Mental Realm.
But Lu Yuan, in one breath, displayed more than a dozen realms.
What kind of prodigious talent is this?
Faced with absolute power.
The cheap dad was convinced, finally agreeing to Lu Yuan's proposal.
The next morning.
Lu Yuan went alone, directly to the Martial Arts Association.
In literature, there is no first; in martial arts, there is no second.
There are different levels of martial arts halls.
They are divided into low, intermediate, high, and Tao halls.
The higher the martial arts hall level, the higher its ranking.
And the more subsidies it receives from the Martial Arts Association annually.
If ranked at the bottom for three consecutive years, it will be disqualified.
However, halls with a Grandmaster in residence are exempt.
After all, the status of a Grandmaster is transcendent.
Even in this modern society where martial arts are declining, they still have a remarkable influence.
With just a word.
Nobles and tycoons rush to offer money at their doorstep.
They don't need to compete with the Inner Strength Martial Artists for these small amounts.
This time, dozens of martial arts halls participated in the ranking.
Inner Strength Martial Artists, usually rare, are everywhere today.
When Lu Yuan appeared at the venue, the other martial artists thought he was a mischievous child who had wandered into the wrong place.
"I represent Lu's Martial Arts Hall and am here for the ranking," Lu Yuan said calmly.
But as soon as he said that, the entire venue exploded.
Are you kidding?
Has Lu Zhengming lost his mind, sending a three-year-old to his death?
"Little boy, go home and drink milk, this is no place for you."
"People die here, don't run off crying for mommy when you're scared later," joked a martial artist.
"This is absurd, get him out of here immediately!"
Even the chief examiner couldn't sit still and planned to disqualify Lu's Martial Arts Hall.
But Lu Yuan did not leave.
He stood there.
He inhaled, gathering his vital energy.
His right leg straightened like a bowstring, faintly surrounded by wind and thunder energy!
Then he stomped his foot.
"Bang!"
The entire venue shook a few times.
Dust rose, debris flew.
The hard concrete floor beneath Lu Yuan's feet seemed to suffer a bomb blast, instantly shattering, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading outward.
And at the center of the cracks, a deep pit appeared!
The crowd, who had been clamoring to expel Lu Yuan, stood petrified, stunned on the spot!
After a long pause.
Someone finally broke the dead silence.
"What the hell is going on here?"
"Energy like a dragon, vital energy coursing through the body, that's the mark of an Inner Strength Martial Artist!"
"This is a three-year-old? Can a three-year-old have this power?"
"Enough, even I wouldn't have been able to beat him at thirty!"
The crowd looked at the young figure standing in the center of the venue, unable to utter any words.
Before long.
The martial arts hall ranking officially began.
The advancement rules were simple.
All participating martial artists fought in turn, the top ten would advance successfully.
When Lu Yuan stood on the stage, no martial artist dared to underestimate him anymore.
In fact.
In the face of absolute strength.
Lu Yuan charged forward like breaking bamboo, directly advancing into the top ten with an unbeatable posture.
During the halftime break.
A triangle-eyed man suddenly approached him.
"Little friend, how about letting me win the next match?"
"Your Lu's Martial Arts Hall has already advanced, you won't be eliminated."
"Even if you continue, you'll only get a few million in subsidies annually."
"But if you let me win, name your price."
Lu Yuan glanced at the martial arts hall emblem on the other man's chest.
Changfeng Martial Arts Hall?
If he remembered correctly.
In the life script, Changfeng Martial Arts Hall was the culprit that led to Lu's Martial Arts Hall's near bankruptcy.
Even the old injury of the cheap dad was caused by the Hall Master Changfeng.
And now they want him to throw the fight?
Lu Yuan thought briefly and opened five fingers.
"Fifty million, within ten minutes, I want the money transferred."
"Okay."
The triangle-eyed man breathed a sigh of relief.
Young people are inexperienced, so easy to fool.
Although paying fifty million pained him a bit.
If he could get into the top three.
With the fame from this martial arts hall ranking, he'd make at least ten times fifty million!
Minutes later.
Lu Yuan's phone dinged, confirming the bank deposit.
The match then resumed accordingly.
On the stage.
Lu Yuan stood facing the triangle-eyed man.
"I'll throw just one punch, if you can take it, I'll concede."
Lu Yuan said mildly.
Before the triangle-eyed man could respond.
Lu Yuan's silhouette shot out, his right fist launched like a cannonball.
[Fist Intent: Wind and Thunder]!
The overpoweringly fierce fist strength poured down on the triangle-eyed man like a dam bursting.
Faced with the immense gap in power.
The triangle-eyed man barely had time to react before he was sent flying.
His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, landing heavily on the ground several meters away, kicking up a cloud of dust.
After a while.
The triangle-eyed man used the last of his strength to prop himself up from the pool of blood.
His trembling right hand pointed at Lu Yuan, eyes filled with resentment and some confusion.
"You, we just agreed..."
"Did we? I lied to you."
Lu Yuan turned and walked off the stage without looking back.
"Pfft!" The triangle-eyed man spat out blood, his vision darkened, and he died on the spot.
This battle was like a flash of lightning.
Before the referee could call a halt, it was all over.
The martial artists present, seeing the Hall Master Changfeng lying in a pool of blood, felt a bone-chilling cold rising within them.
In the arena, life and death are of no consequence.
Though they all signed life and death contracts before stepping on stage.
Lu Yuan's strike was excessively severe!
"Such ruthless methods, is this truly a three-year-old child?"
"This one is ruthless; if not slain, he will surely become a formidable figure, not to be provoked!"
At that moment.
In the eyes of the other martial artists.
Lu Yuan's seemingly innocent and naive young face was more terrifying than a devil!
The subsequent matches held no suspense.
Lu Yuan defeated all opponents, dominating first place with invincible power!
A dozen martial artists being slaughtered by a three-year-old?
The news spread.
The martial arts realm of the Capital City was shaken, and even the higher-ups of the Martial Arts Association paid close attention to this matter.
Many martial artists remembered the name of Lu's Martial Arts Hall.
Especially those who personally participated in the martial arts hall ranking.
They even printed out Lu Yuan's photo, giving each disciple a copy.
Afraid that someone without foresight might inadvertently provoke this god of killing.
Upon returning to Lu's Martial Arts Hall.
As soon as Lu Yuan entered the door, he received a notification from the Will of the Heavens.
[Heaven-defying Fate Change: At a young age, you stood in for your father at three, fiercely slaying opponents, successfully altering the simulation storyline.]
[Mainline completion: 10%, evaluation upgraded to C-level.]
[Partially activated Simulation Mark and gained 3000 Simulation Points!]
[You have obtained temporary C-level Talent [Nine Oxen and Two Tigers], available for use anytime!]