Chapter 466: Feng Shui Ancient Master

"How can this be?" Nie Fengyuan was surprised in his heart, his swordsmanship could be learned by visiting Japan's top kendo masters, although he had only learned a little bit of it, but it was not something that ordinary people could resist.

Zhong Yilan saw that Zhuo Bufan was fine, and there was a hint of lightness between her eyebrows, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, come again. Nie Fengyuan clenched the hilt of the sword, took a step forward with his right foot, his wrist trembled, this time the sharp tip of the sword pierced the air, pulled out three silver sword flowers, blocked all the retreats of Zhuo Bufan, and the sword blade came head-on.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "Boring." ”

After that, he raised his hand and used the most ordinary swordsmanship to slash down directly, and the rest of the people showed contempt in their eyes, only people who couldn't play fencing would slash recklessly, and there was no technical content at all.

However, Nie Fengyuan's pupils in the mask had already dilated, and he couldn't block or dodge this sword, because he felt that he had been shrouded in sword qi, and this familiar feeling had only been seen once in his master when he was studying in Japan.

"Bing!"

This ordinary sword fell slowly, directly knocking the sword in Nie Fengyuan's hand on the carpet, slashing straight down, and finally landing one centimeter above the hood and stopping abruptly.

Nie Fengyuan's hands and feet were stiff, his forehead and neck were covered with cold sweat, and his pupils widened.

He had a hunch that if Zhuo Bufan really slashed the sword down, the shield on his head would not be able to block it at all, and even he had already felt the fear brought by the aura of death just now.

The audience was silent, and everyone looked at Nie Fengyuan in disbelief.

How could Nie Shao lose?

"He didn't know how to fencing at all, he slashed horizontally and vertically like a reckless man, and he didn't have any artistic skills. A girl said disdainfully.

Zhang Mengmeng and Zhong Ya also have the same idea in their hearts, fencing is a popular elegant sport among the nobles of the upper class, you are like a butcher, slashing horizontally and vertically, what if you win?

The others saw that Zhuo Bufan couldn't fenc, and although he won, the disdain in his eyes was even stronger.

"Nie Shao, are you okay. Daniel Zhang frowned, quickly walked up in two steps, staring at Zhuo Bufan with his eyes like electricity: "Zhuo Shao, everyone has a good time, you almost hurt Nie Shao, do you know?"

Zhuo Bufan sneered coldly and said:

"I didn't even have protective gear on me, and he came with a sword but was going to hit me, and I just knocked down his sword, and I didn't hurt him. Do you only allow the governors to set fires, and not the people to light lamps?"

"Zhuo Shao, I, Nie Fengyuan, admit defeat. Nie Fengyuan took off the shield, and a faint color flashed in the depths of his pupils.

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

Zhong Yilan pulled Zhuo Bufan's arm and said with a smile like a flower: "Who is it, you can't afford to lose, and you still call yourself a wealthy son, and you don't have any bearing at all." But speaking of which, I was really worried about you just now, you really didn't learn fencing?"

"I haven't learned, it's just some fancy fist embroidered legs, the moves are gorgeous, but my strength and speed are faster than him, which is really the true meaning of martial arts. Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

"What is the true meaning, have you studied martial arts?" Zhong Yilan didn't know anything about these things.

Zhuo Bufan explained: "For example, your martial arts are profound, but in the face of a tank, his strength is stronger than yours, and his defense is higher than yours, what do you use to fight it?"

"Oh, I see. Zhong Yilan pointed her fingers at her white chin and said, "But thank you for doing me a great favor today." ”

Right now.

Four men sat in a private room in the hotel.

Zhong Shousong sat firmly on the sofa, the old butler bowed slightly and waited beside him, dressed in a black robe, holding short hair, carefully looking at his standing posture, actually landing on the ground in front of the soles of his feet, and his heels fell to the ground slightly, standing like riding a horse, at first glance, he was a martial arts master.

On the opposite side sat a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in an Armani custom high-end suit to show elegant means, a tall posture, coupled with a somewhat handsome face, which would definitely make many women scream.

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

And beside Cao Simiao, there was an old man in a Tang costume, with white hair, a clear face, and a hint of essence occasionally revealed in his slightly open eyes. The old butler had been looking at him for a long time, but he couldn't see the clue.

"Old man Zhong, today is the time for your birthday, my uncle didn't have time to come over, so he specially asked me to come over to celebrate the old man's birthday. Cao Simiao chuckled, both in his movements and in his expression and tone, showing the demeanor of a child of the family.

Zhong Shousong was a little flattered and said: "Cao Shoufu is busy with business, and it is also a blessing for him to be able to remember his old birthday." ”

Cao Simiao smiled lightly: "Actually, I came over today and wanted to discuss something with Old Man Zhong. ”

"Oh, I don't know what's going on?" Zhong Shousong frowned slightly, and there was a suspicious look in his eyes.

Cao You's company has been listed on the trading house one after another, and is now the richest man in Xuzhou, with assets of tens of billions, although their Zhong family is also a wang family, but after all, it is only a third-level family, and they can still find a two-handed tree in Xuzhou, and their Zhong family and the Cao family do not have any communication, and today Cao Simiao came over in person, which also surprised him.

"This person next to me is Mr. Gu, from an ancient sect, proficient in yin and yang gossip, feng shui is dry, and more importantly, he is a feng shui master. Cao Simiao looked at the old man beside him and opened his mouth to introduce.

Zhong Shousong arched his hand and said, "Ancient." ”

Gu just nodded slightly, his posture was very big, and the housekeeper standing next to Zhong Shousong couldn't see it, and snorted coldly: "What kind of feng shui master, it won't be a trick to pretend to be a ghost, right?"

Cao Simiao's face changed suddenly. Zhong Shousong frowned and shouted angrily: "Lao Li is not allowed to be rude, this is Cao Gongzi's guest, do you have a part to speak here?"

"Master, I'm just telling the truth, I also know a few feng shui masters in Xuzhou, all of them are some strong outsiders, pretending to be ghosts, and I'm also afraid that Cao Gongzi will be deceived. The old butler said humbly.

Cao Simiao laughed and said, "Old Man Zhong, your housekeeper is also kind, but Master Gu is a real feng shui master." ”

"Really, I don't know what the real skills are?" said the old butler with obvious disdain.

Gu suddenly opened his eyes, and a wisp of green light emanated from his pupils, and with a wave of his hand, two green rays suddenly shot out of his cuffs, like a featherless arrow shot away, the old housekeeper didn't react, he was hit by two green rays, and the whole person flew out directly, fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth.