AWB Chapter 387 What is the strictest father?
Chapter 387 What is the strictest father?
Back at the mansion, before Lü Xiao could even find a place to sit down, Lü Zhen approached him.
"Father!"
He was extremely eager, his face beaming with excitement.
"Um?"
Lu Xiao raised an eyebrow, leaned back in his chair, and looked at his son with great interest.
"My master said I am a genius with boundless strength."
When Lü Zhen said this, he couldn't hide his excitement. His chin was slightly raised, and his mouth was almost stretched to his ears.
Who doesn't like to be praised?
He was the same; from childhood to adulthood, many people praised him, but the praise that came from Yuwen Chengdu carried a different weight.
That was the Tianbao General of the Great Sui Dynasty, the former number one warrior of the Great Sui Dynasty, a man who never easily praised others.
In particular, this praise is not based on personal preference, but is genuine.
He could tell from his master's eyes that his master genuinely believed he was exceptionally talented, and wasn't just flattering him or trying to make him happy.
"That's it, that's it!"
Upon hearing this, Lü Xiao immediately became smug.
"Your father is the greatest martial artist in the world, how could his son be any less?"
Lu Xiao wouldn't dare say he's the best at commanding troops, but he might not be as good at troop deployment and strategic planning.
But Wu Yongyao, he really dares to speak his mind.
The Four Masters, the Four Fierce Warriors, and the Thirteen Heroes took turns attacking him, but he was not afraid at all.
It doesn't matter who comes; it's all over in one fell swoop.
If one strike isn't enough, then two strikes will do.
"Father, shall we have a contest?"
Lu Zhen spoke with utmost seriousness, his gaze unwavering and his fighting spirit palpable.
He had long since lost any rivals among his peers.
The generals in the Imperial Guard who fought against him were all defeated and knocked down.
Now he wants to test his skills against someone even more formidable to see just how capable he really is.
"If I hurt you, your mother will nag me again. Never mind."
Lü Xiao waved his hand without hesitation.
Yang Ruyi, that woman, usually seems carefree and easygoing, but when it comes to her two children, she's like a completely different person.
"Just hold back a bit, like my master did!"
Undeterred, Lü Zhen continued.
"Shall we have a competition then?"
After thinking about it, Lü Xiao decided that since that was the case, he also wanted to test his eldest son's abilities.
Let's see if Yuwen Chengdu is exaggerating, or if this kid is really capable.
Then, the two went to a spacious area and each took their stances.
Several old locust trees grow in the yard, and sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
The tiger lay on the porch, lazily licking its paws, without even lifting its eyelids.
The golden eagle perched on the roof, tilting its head, its two black bean-like eyes staring into the yard.
There's no need for Lü Xiao to go all out against Lü Zhen.
He kept one hand behind his back; one hand was enough.
"Let's begin."
Lu Xiao gave the order, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached Lu Zhen's ears.
Before he finished speaking, Lü Zhen immediately launched an attack.
Although he was young, he was extremely agile, like a nimble little leopard.
He moved nimbly, using both fists and feet, launching a fierce attack with each punch generating a gust of wind and each foot stomping a loud sound.
Lu Xiao dealt with the attack with one hand, and after a punch and a kick, he immediately smiled.
As Yuwen Chengdu had said, his son was indeed a martial arts prodigy.
He could already feel his strength; it had long surpassed that of an adult.
His martial arts skills were also quite good; every move he made was precise and skillful.
At least in terms of moves, he is definitely not inferior to Yuwen Chenglong.
"Change your weapons."
After a round of competition, Lü Xiao spoke.
"good!"
Lü Zhen didn't hesitate. He turned around, ran to the weapon rack, and picked up the smaller Phoenix Wing Gilded Axe.
He held it tightly in his hand and took a deep breath.
This cymbal was handcrafted for him by his master, using the finest wrought iron.
Every detail is polished to a smooth and rounded finish, and the weight is just right—not too heavy, not too light.
"I am coming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lü Zhen launched another attack.
With weapons, his attacks became even more ferocious, his halberd techniques were sharp, and every move he made was accompanied by the sound of wind breaking.
The phoenix-winged gilded axe flew up and down in his hands, sometimes moving like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable.
Sometimes it moves like a dragon emerging from the sea, agile and nimble.
Lu Xiao continued to deal with the attack with one hand. With a gentle flick of his phoenix-winged gilded axe, he neutralized Lu Zhen's offensive.
After dozens of moves, Lü Zhen found that no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't budge his father at all, not even by moving his body.
My father stood there like a majestic mountain, unmoved no matter how he attacked.
The hammer struck him like it hit an iron plate, making his arm go numb.
It felt like stabbing cotton; it was impossible to get any force out.
"That's about it."
Lu Xiao noticed that Lu Zhen's strength was weakening and immediately spoke up.
Lu Zhen stopped what he was doing, panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat that streamed down his cheeks.
His chest heaved violently, his arms trembled slightly, and his thumb and forefinger felt numb.
At a young age, he frequented military camps and the Imperial Guards, and the generals who fought against him were all defeated by him.
But when facing his master and father, he was completely helpless.
That feeling of powerlessness, that feeling of being crushed, made him both frustrated and excited.
What's frustrating is knowing I'm still too weak, but what's exciting is knowing I have a long way to go.
"Shall we continue?"
Looking at his son's expression, Lü Xiao's lips curled up slightly.
"Next year, let's compete again next year!"
Lu Zhen caught his breath, raised his head, his gaze firm, showing no sign of discouragement.
Although he lost, he was not affected at all.
He is still young and his strength is limited.
If he grows up a bit, becomes stronger and more powerful, he will surely be able to fight his father.
"Alright."
Lu Xiao chuckled.
No matter when or where, he was always the strictest father to this boy, the same kind of father who never changed.
When it's time to fight, fight; when it's time to scold, scold; and when it's time to praise, don't be stingy.
This is his duty as a father, and also his expectation for his son.
"Brother, you can't beat Father."
Seeing this, Lü Yan spoke up from the side.
"nonsense."
Lu Zhen looked at his younger brother and said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"hey-hey."
Seeing his elder brother get the short end of the stick made Lü Yan happier than if he had eaten something delicious.
"I may not be able to beat my father, but I can certainly beat you?"
Lu Zhen didn't tolerate Lu Yan's bad habits at all. He glared at him, rolled up his sleeves, and walked over there.
You brat, how dare you laugh at me!
Fine, you can watch, but why come over and provoke me?
If we don't give him a good beating today, he won't know what brotherly love and respect are.
Lu Xiao had no intention of stopping them.
He leaned against a pillar, arms crossed, looking on with amusement.
The leader should indeed have some deterrent effect on his subordinates, whether physically or psychologically.
Although they fight, their brotherhood will never break down.
People like Li Yuanji are examples of those who were not disciplined enough by Li Shimin and Li Jiancheng from a young age.
They didn't hit him when they should have, and they didn't scold him when they should have.
If it were him, he would have killed him on the spot.