The killing system in my brain

Chapter 555 Learned somersaults, the applause must be louder

Hearing Zhao Feng's explanation, Cui Jian didn't take it seriously, and smiled slightly, "No need to explain, I understand."

You know a hammer!
Zhao Feng complained in his heart, but his face was still warm.

Before Zhao Feng could speak, Cui Jian said: "Money is not a problem, as long as you can teach me swordsmanship, money is not a problem."

Zhao Feng's expression brightened, and he agreed, "No problem, as long as I know it, I will teach it!"

At this time, the aunt smiled and said: "Young man, this old Zhao family doesn't say anything else, but the sword skills are still very good. Look at those children, how much fun they are having!"

She lowered her voice and said, "I'm telling you, young man, this old Zhao is amazing. At the beginning, he turned twenty somersaults in front of us, otherwise these children would not be so convinced. Listen to me, as long as you You can learn his somersaulting skills, and the applause will be louder when you perform on stage in the future..."

Zhao Feng interrupted with a broken face, "Aunt Liu, you are resting next to me, I'll just come here, thank you!"

Aunt Liu waved her hand, "You're welcome!"

After watching Aunt Liu lead his grandson away, Zhao Feng coughed lightly, turned around and said to Cui Jian seriously, with his face pretending to be indifferent and unfathomable, with his hands behind his back, "What sword technique do you want to learn?"

"..."

Cui Jian looked at the underpants and vest in this shot, and it really connected with the expression on his face that was pretending to be unpredictable. After a while, Cui Jian said: "I want to learn the sword technique of Tianwen."

Zhao Feng's expression froze, and then his expression quickly turned cold. His eyes were sharp, and he stared at Cui Jian for a long time, then slowly said, "The Tianwen Sword Art is my family..."

"500 million, I'll give you 500 million."

As Cui Jian opened his mouth, he opened the cloth bag wrapped in Tianwenjian in his hand, revealing the Tianwenjian inside.

When Zhao Feng saw the Heavenly Question Sword in Cui Jian's hand, his pupils shrank, and his eyes suddenly widened. There was a sharp aura that even Cui Jian's face would definitely hurt.

Cui Jian didn't raise his eyelids, and said calmly: "In addition to this Tianwen Sword, I will give you [-] million Huaxia coins."

Zhao Feng's expression remained indifferent, without any change, "Give me the sword."

Cui Jian pondered for a while, and then said: "I will give you a place in the ark."

"Bring the sword!"

Zhao Feng didn't pay any attention to what Cui Jian said about the Ark. He didn't know, and he didn't want to know at all. The stranger in front of him was holding his family's precious sword in his hand, which was obviously not a good person.

Seeing that Zhao Feng didn't pay any attention to his words, Cui Jian couldn't help showing a little appreciation, "If there is no disaster, with the strength of a half-step master, you can break through to a master within ten years."

Seeing him approaching step by step, with his right hand already pointing to a sword, Cui Jian shook his head slightly, helplessly, "It seems that we still have to fight before we can sit down and talk."

Suddenly, Zhao Feng stepped on his footsteps, and a person suddenly came out of the scabbard like a sharp sword. A sharp will shot over in an instant. The body and the Vajra Heart Sutra moved at the same time, the muscles of the whole body bulged, and they just stood there straight, waiting for Zhao Feng's sword to attack.

Seeing Cui Jian's non-evasive attitude, Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't waver in the slightest.

clang! ! !
A voice that sounded like a red and swollen Dalu suddenly sounded, Zhao Feng staggered back a few steps, and the two fingers of Cheng Jianzhi were bent irregularly, obviously fractured.

Cui Jian looked down at his clothes calmly, Zhao Feng's sword finger was so lethal that it poked a hole in his clothes.

He sighed, "If you were holding a long sword in your hand, I really wouldn't dare to accept your blow so abruptly."

Zhao Feng looked solemn, pinched the fractured index finger and middle finger of his right hand with his left hand.

The card rattled lightly.

The fingers were as usual, nothing unusual.

Zhao Feng said in a deep voice: "Whose family do you belong to, Tianlong Temple?"

Cui Jian shook his head slightly and laughed, "Although Dawei Tianlong's horizontal training in Tianlong Temple is well-known in the world, he is not the only one who has horizontal training... I am Cui Jian from the Dragon and Tiger School."

Although this sentence was said lightly, Zhao Feng's expression suddenly changed, and the expression on his face changed several times before returning to calm.

He chuckled, "Unexpectedly, the Dragon and Tiger Sect's family has a great career, and they would actually do things like bullying and wanting to take advantage of others."

If this big hat is confirmed, it will be full of rumors and rumors in the city. Originally, he is standing at the peak of the waves, challenging the world's masters and masters, and the world's sects are closely watching his every move. If the reputation is really planted here, it will make people laugh out loud.

He has nothing to do, but he can't bear the damage to the reputation of the Dragon and Tiger School.

Cui Jian's face darkened: "Have I fought back since I came here? You gave me a move first as soon as I came in."

Zhao Feng was dumbfounded, and then stared at the Tianwen Sword in Cui Jian's hand, "Then what do you mean by my family-inherited sword?"

"That's it."

Cui Jian rested the Tianwen Sword in his hand, "This is a trophy."

"The spoils?"

Cui Jian glanced at Zhao Yu, who had an unnatural expression, and said truthfully, "It's impossible for you not to know the news that I challenged the masters of various schools and sects in dialect recently."

Zhao Feng didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Cui Jian's gourd, so he could only nod his head, "As long as the warriors who have registered in Liudaomen will receive the information from Wulin Times."

Cui Jian laughed three times, pointing at Zhao Yu overjoyed, "This woman, relying on this Heavenly Sword in her hand, went to block my way, and after I took it, your family's heirloom sword should be counted as mine. Is it a trophy?"

Zhao Feng glanced at Zhao Yu and saw that she pursed her mouth and did not refute. He didn't know what Cui Jian said was the truth. Zhao Feng shook his body slightly, held his chest and took a few steps back. He almost died on the spot.

Zhao Yu quickly stepped forward to support Zhao Feng, "Father, are you alright?"

Zhao Feng looked sad, "Is it okay, you prodigal bitch, you have ruined our only valuable family property!"

Zhao Yu's eyes turned red, and he said in a low voice, "I also... also want to revive the reputation of our martial arts school, so..."

Seeing Zhao Yu's appearance, Zhao Feng couldn't help but sigh, "What evil did I do in my previous life!"

Gao Wenbin wondered, "What did Master say?"

"Don't jump around here, I haven't talked about you yet!" Zhao Feng glared at Gao Wenbin fiercely, watched him shrink his head, and sighed: "It is said that the daughter is the lover of the father in his previous life, you say, What crime did I do to have such a black hearted little lover like you?"

"Dad~" Zhao Yu also knew that she made a mistake, and the mistake was serious. At this moment, she, who is usually fiery, is like a bird.

(End of this chapter)