Fang Yu returned the box, which shows that he was very dissatisfied.
Could it be... the Lin family's friendship this time will end in failure again?
If this is true, the chances in the future will be even slimmer.
After all, this time, he took out all the most precious heirlooms.
"Mr. Fang, I can do my best to provide whatever you want..." Lin Zhengxiong said again unwillingly.
Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't take out the things left to you by our ancestors in the future, and take them out to trade a favor..."
"If your ancestor knew about it, he would probably vomit blood."
Lin Zhengxiong's face changed and he said respectfully: "Mr. Fang, it is because of your arrival that I will take out the treasures left by my ancestors. If it were someone else, we would never..."
"Okay, put the things down, sit down, let's have a good chat," Fang Yu said.
Lin Zhengxiong was stunned for a moment and then overjoyed!
What Fang Yu said...is that he is willing to make friends with the Lin family!
...
Five minutes later, Lin Zhengxiong and Lin Zhilan sat opposite Fang Yu and Ye Shengxue.
Lin Zhengxiong sat upright with a respectful look on his face.
Lin Zhilan lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
"You have come to me twice. You should have something to ask me for help, right? Don't turn around and say it directly." Fang Yu said.
When Lin Zhengxiong heard Fang Yu's words, his face changed.
After the Wang family affairs, Fang Yu's prestige and influence in Beidu are already higher than those of the eight major families.
The Wang family has declined, and the other families have the opportunity to reach the top.
Lin Zhengxiong visited Fang Yu twice, but in fact there was no specific thing to ask Fang Yu for help.
He just wanted to make friends with Fang Yu and then release the news.
In this way, the prestige of the Lin family can be invisibly improved, so as to firmly establish the title of the first family.
Therefore, when facing Fang Yu's inquiry, Lin Zhengxiong really didn't know how to answer for a while.
Moreover, he felt that Fang Yu's words were a test.
"Tell me." Fang Yu took a sip of tea, frowned and looked at Lin Zhengxiong, and spoke again.
After all, the Lin family is also Lin Batian's bloodline.
As an old friend, Fang Yu has nothing to do with helping him.
"... Today I just want to make friends with such a god like Lord Fang, and I have no other ideas." Lin Zhengxiong had been brewing in his heart for a long time and said righteously, "Lord Fang is willing to come to our Lin family to have a sip of tea, and he has given him
I am very proud of my face, and I dare not make any other requests."
Fang Yu took a deep breath and frowned and said, "Your overly sleek personality is not like your ancestors at all."
Lin Zhengxiong's face changed slightly, and he didn't know how to answer.
"Master Lin, since Mr. Fang has asked about your request, please tell me the truth." Ye Shengxue glanced at Fang Yu and said softly.
"Miss Fang, Miss Ye, please believe that I am not a person who is ungrateful, and I really have no other ideas." Lin Zhengxiong said firmly, "I invite Mr. Fang here today to let Mr. Fang appreciate the family heirloom
Bao. Have a tea by the way..."
Ye Shengxue looked helpless and looked at Fang Yu.
Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong and suddenly smiled.
"Of course I believe you, so let's do it. If you have time, think about it carefully. If you need my help, there is anything you need to do." Fang Yu drank the tea in the cup and stood up and said.
Ye Shengxue stood up.
At this time, Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhilan, who had been lowering his head, and said, "Don't your daughter want to talk to me about sword skills? I have time now, come."
After hearing this, Lin Zhengxiong had not responded yet, but Lin Zhilan suddenly stood up.
"Let's go to the martial arts venue." Lin Zhilan looked at Fang Yu and said.
"Okay." Fang Yu nodded.
Lin Zhengxiong hesitated for two seconds, his face changed, and he stood up and said, "Let's wait!"
"What's wrong?" Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong.
"Mr. Fang... As your identity, how can the little girl be qualified to communicate with you about sword skills? You don't have to pay attention to her..." Lin Zhengxiong said.
"I hope you can not be so verbally speaking." Fang Yu frowned.
Lin Zhengxiong's face changed and he didn't dare to speak anymore.
But in fact, he was secretly happy inside!
Today's results have basically exceeded his expectations.
...
A few minutes later, the martial arts performance venue.
Fang Yu and Lin Zhilan stood face to face, about ten meters away.
For some reason, many Lin family members suddenly gathered next to them.
Among these people are young and slightly older.
Most people's eyes are focused on Fang Yu.
The head of the family said... this person is the rumored Fang Yu!
The fierce man who crushed the Wang family with his own strength!
The reason why they came here was to see Fang Yu's style with their own eyes.
But after seeing the deity, many people were confused.
The rumored Fang Yu...is the young-looking man in front of him?
It looks so ordinary.
The cultivation aura on his body seems to be still in the Qi Refining Stage...
The head of the family...has he made a mistake?
Fang Yu glanced at the crowd around him, his eyes flashing slightly.
He knew that it was Lin Zhengxiong who disclosed the news and asked the Lin family members to come and watch.
Having said that, the feeling of being watched by Lin Batian’s descendants is very wonderful.
Although these descendants only know the name Lin Batian, the bloodline connection does exist.
Help Lin Batian educate his descendants?
It feels pretty good.
"Please give me advice." Lin Zhilan pulled out the long sword from her waist again and said.
"You have to give me a sword so that I can compete with you." Fang Yu said.
"You don't have a sword?" Lin Zhilan asked with a frown.
"Yes, there are, but they are not suitable for use in such occasions." Fang Yu said.
Lin Zhilan turned around and looked at a middle-aged man in martial arts uniform next to her.
This person is named Lin Zhenxi, and is Lin Zhilan's cousin and Lin Zhilan's swordsmanship guide.
"Uncle Fifth, do you lend him your sword to use?" Lin Zhilan asked.
"No problem." Lin Zhenxi immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist, walked forward, and handed it to Fang Yu.
He glanced at Fang Yu at close range, and Lin Zhenxi's eyes flashed.
This person...he really doesn't feel like the rumored Fang Yu.
But the head of the family invited him back, so he wouldn't have made such a big mistake.
Let’s take a look and talk about it.
"I'll say it first, I'll only practice sword skills and cannot use true energy." Fang Yu said to Lin Zhilan.
"Come on." Lin Zhilan said with a stern look on her face.
"Hey, do you think Sister Zhilan can win?"
"If this person in front of me is really the rumored Fang Yu... Zhilan must have lost, how could she win?"
"What if it's not? Moreover, even if you are really the real master, your swordsmanship may not be better than Sister Zhilan... Sister Zhilan is a swordsman. She has been studying swordsmanship since she was a child, and the pure swordsmanship can be compared with Sister Zhilan. She will be put in the whole world
There are not many in Beidu."
Among the onlookers next to them, two young children whispered.
"It's time to start." Lin Zhenxi spoke at this time.
Lin Zhilan held the long sword in her hand tightly and rushed towards Fang Yu.
The first style of Aoyun’s sword technique, the double spin of the sky dance!
Lin Zhilan's sword blade slashed towards Fang Yu's left side, and at the same time he did not stop. He appeared on the other side like a ghost and swung his sword again.
In this way, two sword shadows appeared on both sides of Fang Yu's body.
Fang Yu looked calm, took a step back, held the long sword, and quickly stabbed it to the left and right.
"Wait!"
Both sword shadows were blocked.
At this time, Lin Zhilan's sword blade had been lowered and swung it towards Fang Yu's legs.
Fang Yu, like he had known Lin Zhilan's movements, his sword blade had already faced downwards, blocking the attack.
"Wait!"
Next, Lin Zhilan began the complete seven styles of Aoyun's sword technique.
As the sword shadow flashed, Fang Yu almost didn't move much. He perfectly resolved every attack with the long sword in his hand.
The more Lin Zhilan attacked, the more impatient Lin Zhilan became.
Every strike she hit seemed to be seen through by Fang Yu, and he made a defense step forward.
Therefore, she couldn't break the defense at all!
At this time, Fang Yu suddenly changed his defensive posture, took the initiative to lift the sword blade, and pointed forward.
Lin Zhilan's face changed slightly, and she wanted to lift the sword as a defense.
But Fang Yu was much faster than her. Before she could raise her hand, the sharp blade was already placed in front of her snow-white neck.
Lin Zhilan stopped immediately.
Chapter completed!