Rebirth : Thrown Away Youth Returns

“How can this happen?” Nie Fengyuan was surprised. His sword technique can be visited by the top Kendo Master in Japan. Although he only learned a bit of fur, it is not something an ordinary person can resist.

Zhong Yilan was okay to see Zhuo Bufan, and there was a hint of briskness in Meiyu, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Okay, come again.” Nie Fengyuan grasped the handle of the sword tightly and stepped forward with his right foot. His wrist trembled. This time the sharp sword pierced the air and pulled out three silver sword flowers, blocking all the escape routes of Zhuo Bufan. Jian Feng came face to face.

Zhuo Bufan shaking ones head, “Boring.”

Finished speaking, raised his hand, and used the most common Sword Art to cut directly. The rest of the eyes showed contempt. Only those who did not play fencing rashly cut, without any technical content.

However, Nie Fengyuan in the mask has already been enlarged. He cannot stop this sword and cannot hide it, because he feels that he has been covered by sword qi. This familiar feeling is only when he was studying in Japan at the Master I saw it once.

“Bing!”

This ordinary sword slowly dropped, directly hitting the foil sword in the hands of Nie Fengyuan on the carpet, chopped it down, and finally stopped a centimeter above the hood.

Nie Fengyuan’s hands and feet were stiff, cold sweat was on his forehead and neck, and his eyes opened wide.

He had a hunch that if Zhuo Bufan really slashed down the foil, the shield over his head wouldn’t stop it at all, and even he had just felt the fear of death aura.

There was a total silence in the audience, and everyone looked at Nie Fengyuan inconceivably.

How could Nie Shao lose?

“He wouldn’t fencing at all, just like a sloppy husband, he didn’t have any artistic skills.” A girl disdainfully said.

Zhang Mengmeng and Zhong Ya have the same idea in mind. Fencing is an elegant sport popular in the upper-class society. You are like a butcher.

Others saw that Zhuo Bufan would not fencing. Although he won, the disdain in his eyes was even stronger.

“Nie Shao, are you okay.” Zhang Yong frowns, quickly two steps up, staring at Zhuo Bufan said: “Young Master Zhuo, everyone spar up to the point, you almost hurt Nie Shao know?”

Zhuo Bufan whispered coldly:

“I didn’t even wear a protective gear. He came over and hit me torn skin and gaping flesh. I just hit his foil and didn’t hurt him. Do you only allow the state official to set fire to the people? Light up? “

“Young Master Zhuo, I Nie Fengyuan conceded.” Nie Fengyuan took off his shield, and there was a faint gleam in the depth of pump.

After finishing speaking, Nie Fengyuan turned around and left the club with a group of people, Zhang Mengmeng hesitated and followed along with two students.

Zhong Yilan took Zhuo Bufan’s arm and smiled like a flower: “Who can lose? I ca n鈥檛 afford to lose, and I call myself Aristocratic Family Young Master, but I have nothing at all. But speaking of which, I was really worried about you just now, you Did n鈥檛 you really learn fencing? “

“I haven’t studied it, some fancy but impractical skill, the moves are gorgeous, but my power is faster than him, and that is the true meaning of martial arts.” Zhuo Bufan indifferently said.

“What’s the truth, have you learned martial arts?” Zhong Yilan knew nothing about these things.

Zhuo Bufan explained: “For example, your martial arts learned in profound, but in the face of the tank, his power is stronger than you, and his defense is higher than you. What do you use to fight it?”

“Oh, originally-is-like this.” Zhong Yilan said with a finger to her white chin. “But thank you today for helping me a lot.”

Just at this time.

There were four men sitting in a private room in the hotel.

Zhong Shousong sat firmly on the sofa, old steward bowed slightly beside him, in a black gown, holding a short haired, and carefully looked at his standing posture. He actually landed in front of his feet, and his heels slightly undulated on the ground, standing like a horse At first glance, it is martial arts expert.

Opposite is a young man who is 25-26 years old, wearing a high-end Western tailored Armani custom elegant method, tall and straight figure, plus a few handsome faces, can definitely make many women scream.

This young man is the nephew Cao Simiao of the Xuzhou richest man today, and even Zhong Shousong has to be kind to him and meet in person.

And next to Cao Simiao was an old man wearing a tang suit, with bright white hair, thin face, and a slight glow of bright light in his slightly opened eyes. Old steward has been looking at him for a long time, but can’t tell the clue.

“Clock Old Master, today is the time of your birthday. I have no time to come to Uncle, and I specifically explained that I came to wish the Old Master a longevity.” Cao Simiao lightly said with a smile, both in action and expression tone, all show Aristocratic Family younger generation Style.

Zhong Shousong was somewhat flattered and said: “Cao Richest man is busy with business, and can remember that the birthday of the old man is also the good fortune of the old man.”

Cao Simiao lightly said with a smile: “In fact, I have one more thing to come over today to discuss with Zhong Old Master.”

“Oh, I don’t know what it is?” Zhong Shousong was lightly frowned, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Cao Youwei’s company has successively entered the trading bank to go public. It is now ranked at the level of Xuzhou richest man and assets of tens of billions. Although the Zhong Family is also a Wang family, after all, it is only a Level 3 family. In Xuzhou, you can still find a two-handed tree. Besides, what is the communication between their Zhong Family and Cao Family not at all. Today, Cao Simiao came in person and let him startled.

“This person beside me is Mr. Gu, from an ancient Sect, proficient in yin and yang gossip, fengshui in the sky, and more importantly, he is a Fengshui Master.” Cao Simiao looked at the old man beside him and said introduced.

Zhong Shousong cupped his hands and said, “Ancient.”

The ancients just lightly nodded, the gesture is very large, and the steward standing next to Zhong Shousong could not write too much, coldly snorted and said: “What Fengshui Master, wouldn’t it be a dressing up God, playing the devil trick?”

Cao Simiao’s face changed instantly. Zhong Shousong frowned and shouted: “Old Li is not allowed to be rude. This is a guest of Young Master Cao. Is there a place for you to speak?”

“Master, I’m just telling the truth. I know a few Fengshui Masters in Xuzhou. They are all strong in appearance but weak in reality. Dressing up as God, playing the devil. I’m also afraid of Young Master Cao. Just deceived. “Old steward said humblely.

Cao Simiao laughed: “Zhong Old Master, your steward is also kind, but the ancient Master is the real Fengshui Master.”

“Really? I don’t know what true capability is?” Old steward obviously disdainfully said.

The ancient suddenly opened the eyes, a green rays of light emanated from the pump, and waved at will. Suddenly, two green glows were shot in the cuffs. If the featherless arrow shot away, the old steward had not responded yet. The two green glows hit, and the whole person flew straight out, falling to the ground spit a mouthful of blood.