Starting Today, I’ll Work as a City Lord

Life is so long, and accidents are always inevitable. When he fights with a sword, he may have a different feeling. There are no nobles who take the lead.

Of course, Liu Feng doesn't like such accidents, he likes the feeling that everything is in the palm of his hand.

Well, in fact, Nicole thinks that Liu Feng is the kind of weak nobleman who understands literature and art and has profound knowledge; rather than the kind of tough guy nobleman who does not take a bath after dancing swords and guns all day long, and exudes a sour smell all day long.

Of course Liu Feng knew, it could be said that the entire City Lord's Mansion believed that he was the kind of nobleman who had no power to restrain a chicken, a person who relied on his wise brain to make a living, he had to be talented and talented, and he had to be good-looking and handsome.

As for the direction of force, everyone doesn't care. A nobleman is completely protected by the knights. Unless the knights are dead, Niu Ben and the others will not let Liu Feng do it, because by then, everyone will die, and no one will be able to fight. I can stop him.

"Be prepared, don't you?" Liu Feng won't explain anything. He will be shocked when he shows his force value.

"Yes, yes, it's a good thing for you to fix it early, just don't be too tired." Nicole helped Liu Feng change clothes, exhaling like a ranch, "Master is the most hardworking nobleman I have ever seen."

"I'm happy to accept this compliment."

Liu Feng stretched his waist, and walked outside in a happy mood, with the goal of repairing the venue early.

"Master is really studious!"

Nicole shook her long flaxen hair, took the box and began to pack the things on the table, the corners of her mouth raised, today was a happy start.

"Today, there are some magical things again, and they must be put into the inner warehouse as soon as possible."

Chapter 0112 Master so strong? !

"Bang bang bang..."

Liu Feng could clearly hear the clash of wooden swords and spears before he saw the early repair site.

"It seems that everyone got up earlier!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Liu Feng can be said to be the latest to wake up among all the people in the entire castle. If he didn't order him, or if there was an important matter, no one would wake him up. It can be said that he sleeps until he wakes up naturally. This configuration of cramps is perfect.

Three steps combined into two steps, and soon Liu Feng saw that the people practicing in the early practice field were Niu Ben's family, and Mina was also practicing throwing knives.

"It's early everyone!" Liu Feng greeted first.

"Morning, young master!" Niu Ben and others immediately stopped to salute.

Mina looked at Liu Feng with slight doubts, and said softly, "Master, are you going out? I'm going to prepare now."

"No, today I will do morning repairs with you." Liu Feng waved his hand.

"ah?"

All the people present looked at Liu Feng in astonishment. Didn't this young master sleep until the sun basks in his butt every day? Why did you think of repairing it early today?

"Come on, hurry up and practice with me alone."

Liu Feng shook his head with a wry smile. It seemed that he was a bit at ease.

Is it a wooden sword? Liu Feng scanned the row of knights with two-handed swords in front of him, finally picked out a one-handed wooden sword, and swung the sword like the plot in the movie.

"Master, do you really want to carry out early repairs?" Niu Ben had a serious face, as if he wanted to see if Liu Feng was on a whim.

"Of course!" Liu Feng nodded affirmatively, and said with a light smile, "I heard that nobles also have duels among the nobles. If you don't practice, the next time a nobleman asks me for a duel, it will be a bit embarrassing if you refuse."

The duel of the nobility refers to a conflict between a group of boring people, and the fight is carried out out of anger, and it is also called a duel of nobility.

Niu Ben nodded seriously, and agreed, "Indeed, it would be a bit embarrassing for the nobles to refuse duel."

He had stayed in the capital before, and he knew the conduct of the nobles. In other words, those second-generation nobles who had enough to eat and had nothing to do, held banquets all day long, or danced with swords and guns. Make meritorious deeds and make a nobleman.

"Whoever dares to trouble the young master, I will kill him." Mina said murderously, three sabers appeared in her hand.

"..." The corners of Liu Feng's mouth twitched, and he resisted the decision to slap Mao Erniang's buttocks. It was a bit difficult to deal with such a murderous look in the morning.

"Quick, come and practice with me." Liu Feng came to the field, swung the wooden sword, and looked at the people with a smile on his lips.

"Niu Er, accompany the young master to repair early." Niu Ben called the name, as the housekeeper of the nobles, the master did whatever he wanted.

Niu Er suddenly had a bitter face, especially Mina stared at him with sharp eyes. If he had any chance of hurting the young master, the saber would probably fly over.

"Young Master, I've offended you!" Niu Er held a two-handed knight sword and looked at Liu Feng seriously.

"Come on!" Liu Feng concentrated, and immediately felt a tingling feeling in the back of his head. The interpretation in his mind was that Niu Er would attack the right side.

"drink!"

Niu Er yelled loudly, stepped forward with both feet, and slashed towards Liu Feng's right with a big sword in both hands.

Don't look aggressive, even if Liu Feng is a rookie, he knows that Niu Er is giving him a trick, but this is not what he wants.

"Snapped!"

Liu Feng stepped forward and dodged, and the one-handed wooden sword in his hand was drawn on the back of Niu Er's sword-holding hand.

"Boom!"

The back of Niu's hands went numb, the big sword fell from his palm, and he looked at his hands in astonishment, how could this be possible? He was knocked down by the young master's sword.

Everyone present was stunned, what's going on? The young master killed Niu Er with a single strike? Even if it's a trick, it's impossible?

"Don't underestimate me, I'm very strong!"

Liu Feng flicked the wooden sword, pointed the big sword on the ground towards Niu Er, and rushed forward after the opponent had grasped the sword.

"Interpretation, the first step, straight ahead, the second step to the side, the third step!! Can you only interpret three steps? Then three moves solve it!"

Niu Er caught the big sword with both hands, looked at Liu Feng who was charging towards him seriously, and slashed vertically with one sword, huh? dodge? side pick! Dodge too? How can this be?

"Snapped!"

The back of his hand went numb again, the big sword slipped from his hand, and Niu Er froze, how could this be possible? Why does the young master feel like he knows what I'm going to do in advance?

If it was just the beginning, Niu Er would just hold his hand and practice with the mentality of helping Liu Feng to practice early. But now it is taken seriously, just like the brothers practicing duels early, but now they have not gone through three tricks in Liu Feng's hands.

The onlookers' mouths are even more O-shaped, what the hell is this? Is the young master that strong? Niu Er was actually solved without three tricks?

"Huh..." Liu Feng let out a breath, shook his swollen head, and continuously predicted Niu Er's three-step movements. This was his first attempt.

The more actual combat, Liu Feng instinctively concentrated, and the feeling of prediction became more obvious.

"Come on, let's practice again." Liu Feng waved his wooden sword and greeted Niu Er.

"Huha..." Niu Er nodded, his face full of seriousness, he didn't dare to look at Liu Feng less now, he understood that the young master is very strong.

Picking up the two-handed sword, Niu Er launched an attack... and then lost in the second move. Looking at the one-handed wooden sword on his neck, he shook his head and admitted defeat with a wry smile.