"Yes, it's the Dragon Pattern Sword!" Chen Tingfeng said proudly, the pride in his eyes could not be concealed.
"Master Xu San, I wonder what gift you brought?" Chen Tingfeng looked at Xu Ming sarcastically.
"Hey, our Xu family is dedicated to serving the country and the people, so how can we have spare money to buy expensive gifts?" Xu Ming sneered, paused, and said, "But, I think your dragon-patterned sword is fake, right?"
"Haha, I didn't expect that Xu Sanshao is such a person. He can't compare with others, so he said that other people's gifts are fake. Xu Sanshao, is this what General Xu taught you?" Seeing that Xu Ming didn't take out the gift, he was very angry before.
The fifth prince immediately sneered.
"Hey, what if this sword is real or fake?" Xu Ming ignored the fifth prince's tone and asked coldly.
"Hmph, how could Mr. Chen's action be fake?" The fifth prince frowned and said coldly.
"Whether it's true or not, would you like me to give it a try?" Xu Ming sneered, paused, and added: "It is rumored that the dragon pattern sword is extremely strong and difficult to break even if it is a warrior."
"Could it be that you still want to break the Dragon Pattern Sword?" Chen Tingfeng sneered.
"Haha..." As if they heard the biggest joke in the world, the other noble children couldn't stop laughing.
"Haha, Mr. Xu, great useless Xu, your joke is so funny, haha..." The fifth prince laughed loudly regardless of his image.
"Do you dare to let me try?" Xu Ming said coldly, ignoring everyone's sneers.
"..." Everyone was stunned, and their laughter suddenly stopped. Xu Ming was not joking!
"Don't you dare? You should admit that this is a fake!" Xu Ming smiled sarcastically and looked at everyone with contempt.
"Hmph, if he wants to break it, let him break it. If he wants to embarrass himself, why should we stop him?" Touching that trace of contempt, the fifth prince suddenly became angry and said.
"Let him fold." The fifth prince said, and the other nobles all agreed.
"This loser must have never touched the Dragon Pattern Sword. He wanted to take this opportunity to touch it." Ma Yifang, the young master of the Ma family, said sarcastically.
"This..." Luo Xiaoyao held the dragon pattern sword and glanced at Chen Tingfeng in embarrassment.
Although Chen Tingfeng gave the Dragon Pattern Sword to her, she could not give it directly to Xu Ming and let him fold it. That would be distrust and she believed that the sword was a fake.
"Princess Luo, I have given this sword to you, and you should make the decision. However, I still hope that Princess Luo can follow everyone's wishes." Chen Tingfeng cupped his hand and said.
This is a very beautiful thing to say. If he gives in directly, it means he doesn't understand etiquette.
"Since everyone wants to see Xu Sanshao's great killing power, let's ask Xu Sanshao to take action." With Chen Tingfeng's agreement, Luo Xiaoyao gave a slight sneer at the corner of her mouth and handed over the dragon pattern sword.
"The quality is too poor, the appearance is gorgeous, but the inside is not very good." After taking the dragon pattern sword, Xu Ming waved it, and the crisp sword sound came out, but Xu Ming was disgusted.
"Hmph, Xu Sanshao, fold it quickly." Chen Tingfeng frowned and said coldly.
"Hurry up and fold it." The fifth prince couldn't help but urge, this guy is so hateful, he wanted to see Xu Ming make a fool of himself.
"Hey, trash must be degraded first and then stepped on. This is in line with the nature of our noble young master. Well, that's it, damn noble." Xu Ming sighed softly and flicked the long sword with his hand, but it didn't work.
other actions.
"Are you going to give up or not?" The fifth prince was unhappy.
The other nobles also looked at Xu Ming with displeasure, and thought to themselves: If you belittle the Dragon Pattern Sword, just belittle it. Why are you dragging it against the nobles? Aren't you also a noble?
"See clearly, they are a bunch of trash!" Xu Ming sneered. Once his temper got angry, he didn't care if he was a prince or a noble, he would scold him first and then talk.
After finishing speaking, he held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and pinched the blade with the thumb, index finger and middle finger of his right hand. The power in his body slowly circulated and surged into his fingers.
The nobles were angry at Xu Ming's useless words and wanted to retaliate, but they saw that Xu Ming had already made a move. When the words came out of his mouth, they swallowed them alive and watched Xu Ming fold his sword.
The sword gradually bent, but not by much, and it was immediately despised by everyone.
Xu Ming smiled coldly and gradually increased the strength in his hands.
This dragon-marked sword is indeed genuine, but the dragon-marked sword focuses on the strength bonus, and its hardness is not strong. Most high-level warriors can break it.
He chose to fold the sword. He was not a fool, so he would not slap himself in the face.
The curve of the dragon-marked sword became larger and larger, and the expressions of the noble disciples gradually changed.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, Xu Ming is a waste, with only the strength of a junior warrior, and it is impossible to break the dragon pattern sword.
And although it is said to be a fake, even if it is a fake, it is impossible for a junior martial artist to break it in one go.
As the dragon-patterned sword bent, Xu Ming's face turned red from suppressing his emotions, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Third Master Xu, if you can't do it, don't brag. No one will laugh at you." The young master named Zhang from before said sarcastically.
"Yeah, we won't laugh at you, haha." Chen Tingfeng glanced at the young master named Zhang with admiration and laughed loudly.
"Haha..." Everyone laughed along with this smile.
The jeers resounded throughout the Earl's Mansion.
"Third Young Master Xu, you're a waste, have you used up your milk power?" the fifth prince sneered, sarcastically mercilessly.
Here, he is the only one who dares to call Xu Ming a waste.
"Humph" Xu Ming snorted coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. Since the fifth prince spoke like this, he was not afraid of hurting his prince's face when he slapped him in the face later.
The fingertips trembled slightly, and a trace of strength flowed along the fingers and sank into the sword body.
The dragon-patterned sword trembled, and the sound of sword sounds echoed in everyone's ears.
"Xu Sanshao, if you can't do it, you should go find your nine-year-old little girl." At this time, Luo Xiaoyao also spoke and sneered.
"Hey, you are a bunch of blind trash, didn't you see that I am practicing my martial arts?" Xu Ming sighed, looked at everyone with contempt, and his fingertips jumped quickly, hitting the sword body.
bite
bite
The fingertips hit and a crisp sound came out, but it made the noble children extremely uncomfortable.
The noble children frowned in disgust at the fingertips. As the crisp sound sounded, the noble children's ears trembled and stung like needles. They instinctively covered their ears with their hands.
"Xu Ming, what are you doing?" the fifth prince roared angrily. The stinging pain was not strong for people like them with strong skills, but it was very uncomfortable.
"Fold the sword, dear fifth prince." Xu Ming smiled coldly, and the beating speed of his fingertips suddenly increased.
bite
bite
bite……
It was as if golden needles were touching each other, and the sound produced increased countless times.
"ah"
The stinging sensation increased instantly, and the noble disciples all screamed in pain, their faces turning pale.
Bang
While screaming in pain, there was a crisp sound, and the dragon pattern sword exploded, turning into pieces, splitting apart, and falling to the ground.
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The crisp sound stopped, and the noble children were no longer in pain, but the sight in front of them shocked them, and they did not bother Xu Ming for the time being.
"Oh, Chen Tingfeng, Mr. Chen! What a powerful dragon-patterned sword. It is indeed genuine and strong enough!" When everyone was shocked, Xu Ming shouted loudly, and his voice was heard far away from the Earl's Mansion.
"You, you... pfft." Chen Tingfeng had a strong foundation. Although he resisted the crisp sound, he was also affected. When he saw the result, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his hands trembled, and he pointed at Xu Ming and was speechless.
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"Young Master Chen, fakes are just fakes. Your Chen family has a great business, so didn't you just buy a fake dragon-patterned sword? Don't get hurt because of this."
As if not seeing Chen Tingfeng's gloomy face, Xu Ming said again: "With a family as big as yours, the Chen family can definitely go to the seller to argue with you. Aren't you, Mr. Chen, very good at arguing with others?"
At the end of his sentence, Xu Ming sneered coldly.
At this time, the noble disciples had woken up, but looking at the situation in front of them, they kept their mouths shut.