"So, you are Lin Jinyu? The number one talent of the Jin Generation in the Duke of Zhen's estate?"
"Yes, I am the legitimate eldest grandson of the Duke of Zhen's estate."
Lin Jinyu looked straight ahead, deliberately emphasizing the "legitimate" title.
"I heard that the direct descendants of the Duke of Zhen's estate don't need to join the army, fight on the battlefield, or even inherit the title."
Xu Xin smirked contemptuously, "If that's the case, why are you participating in the martial arts competition and coming to the Martial Arts Arena for fun?"
"Even if the Lin Clan's direct descendants can't join the army and protect the nation, we won't allow anyone to wantonly slander the prestige of the Duke of Zhen's estate."
Lin Jinyu's face darkened in anger, and he shouted, "Cut the crap and make your move!"
"Humph! Show me your weapon and take my attack."
Xu Xin was choked, furious and ashamed, he charged at Lin Jinyu brandishing his two hammers.
