After the teacup was smashed, the loud slap inside and the woman's screams were almost simultaneously released.
"You... you actually hit me?" the woman said disbelief.
"Don't you play? Don't you like this hairpin very much? Why don't you want it? Ah? You have always known that as long as you want it, I will definitely buy it for you no matter what it is. Why isn't it so Ren and positive this time? Do you know how much I lost this time? Ah? Sword Saint! That's the sword saint's sword technique and experience. Although my master is also a powerful sword saint, any sword saint's understanding of sword saint is very different. You have made me lose a chance to interpret sword saint!" Cheng Zifeng was so angry that he was wearing a rough look: "Now you say, should you be beaten?"
“…It’s time to fight.”
After a long time, a weak voice came from the room. Although almost everyone could not see what was happening inside, just listening to the sound, you could think of what was happening between Cheng Zifeng and Zhu Fangfang.
Lu Ming turned his head and looked at Leng Jian and found that he just saw an angry man hitting a woman, and he had no reaction. Lu Ming turned his gaze back. In this regard, Leng Jian did a good job because there were more men, even if the woman betrayed him many times, they could absurdly tolerate it. It was obvious that Leng Jian was not, which also showed that he had some sword heart.
"What's the point of beating your own woman?" Some Jiansheng said disdainfully.
"Oh! You have to know that this time the sword saint lost was the sword technique and experience of the sword saint. It was already very generous to slap him. If I had the ability to buy and didn't buy it, I might draw my sword and chop people!" A sword student next to me understood Cheng Zifeng's mood at this moment.
"Why didn't you beat her to death?" Zhuo Ligetu said angrily, and turned his head and said comfortingly to Leng Jian: "Brother, you have already left this woman who is not enough to do anything, I'm right."
Leng Jian shook his head with a wry smile. Although this woman abandoned herself, the words of her friends from outside the border still sounded very comfortable.
Squeak...
The door of the VIP room was opened, and Cheng Zifeng walked out. He stood at the door and breathed a sigh of relief. His face was so angry that he recovered a little. He turned his head and looked directly at Lu Ming, and walked down the steps. Under the gaze of many people, he came to Lu Ming.
Zhuoligetu's huge body was accompanied by the super giant sword and directly intercepted Cheng Zifeng, saying, "What are you doing? Although we are not gentlemen, we don't want to have any conversations with despicable villains anymore. Let's go!"
"Hey? Don't be excited!" Cheng Zifeng's smile was still a little stiff. "Although we can't become friends, it does not affect business. Peers are enemies, but how can there be no reason for profit but no cooperation among businessmen?"
"Do you want to buy sword skills and experience?" Qing'er was a little surprised when she grabbed the sword skills and experience, and then looked at Lu Ming, and found that the young master was still so calm.
"You are much smarter than my woman." Cheng Zifeng looked at Qing'er, a proud smile appeared on his face, and turned his head to look at Lu Ming, saying: "This set of swordsmanship and experience is not very effective for your realm and your own talent. It's better to sell it to me. I will give you a sky-high price to allow you to be rich without worry for the rest of your life."
"My young master lacks your little money?" Qing'er sneer.
Cheng Zifeng smiled proudly and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. He naturally observed Lu Ming along the way and found that this kid could still sit still. He was really calm. If someone else had paid, he would have escaped from this area immediately after paying.
"Of course, this is just a reward for money." Cheng Zifeng stood still, raised one hand, stretched out three fingers, and said proudly: "For three years, as long as you sell me the sword skills and experience of the Sword Saint, you will be the representative of friendship. In return, you will not only get a lot of money, but I can also be friends with you for three years."
"Friends of three years?" The swordsmen were stunned: "This person is so arrogant to offer such conditions!"
"Yes, it's really so arrogant, but I heard that he is the only disciple of our Zhenyuan Empire who is still staying in the Sword Academy as the master of the Sword Academy!"
"The disciple of the Sword Saint? The fact that he is attracted to the Sword Saint further shows that his talent is amazing, and it is really enviable."
For a moment, a strong sense of jealousy quickly emanated from the hall.
Zhuoligetu was completely opposite to others and said directly: "Who wants to be friends with you? My brother will be rare? Are you qualified?"
Cheng Zifeng glanced at Zhuo Ligetu and moved back to Lu Ming, but why didn't this kid speak now? Instead, his maid and teammates were making their way forward. What does this mean?
Cheng Zifeng's mind changed rapidly because as long as this kid speaks, no matter what it is, he can find a gap and penetrate it. However, he just smiles and says nothing, as if he is waiting for him to offer better conditions. Haha, this kid has some potential as a businessman.
"In just three years, I will give you these three years to prove whether you are qualified to be my friends."
Cheng Zifeng's arrogant temperament exuded a sense of confidence, and he stretched out three fingers again: "Even if three years have passed, if you are not qualified to be my friend, I will promise you three things. If you hear it clearly, it is three things except for you asking me to commit suicide, self-harm and self-destruction, self-destruction, and self-destruction. "
With a buzzing sound, the hall immediately boiled: "Three things? Oh my god, how far will his sword realm develop in these three years? Who knows? He is a disciple of the Sword Saint! Three years can be described as earth-shaking. I guess the time I will be a high-level sword master, right? In that case, wouldn't this kid get the promise of a overlord?"
"That's right! The qualifications that can be favored by the Sword Saint will not be lower than those of the Sword Saint itself. Otherwise, those high-ranking big men would rather not accept the Sword Saint than collect some waste to lose face. In this way, if they become friends, then this kid would be like climbing up the Sword Saint's high branch. If anything happens in the future, wouldn't the Sword Saint just say something casually?"
"Yes! This condition is more realistic than money. I think this kid will never refuse, because no one will be so stupid that he refuses the invitation from a future swordsman, which is really jealous!"
"That's right? Why didn't we get those swordsmanship and experience? Otherwise, if we offer it now, it would be like a step to reach the sky!"
"Although I'm so lucky that I can get the sword saint's sword skills and experience when I buy a hairpin, it's the sword saint's thing. With our or their qualifications, is it possible to understand and comprehend it? I think this kid pretends to be calm and doesn't speak, just waiting for someone to offer a high price. Just watch it. Wait a minute, he will hand over the things immediately and then call him brothers."
Cheng Zifeng stood proudly, and all the discussion could not escape his perception ability. Although these people were a little inferior in qualifications, they were telling the truth at this moment.
He proudly stood up and said, "You can't understand my talent now, but after you become friends with me, I will personally guide you and introduce you into the right path of kendo. Although your talent is not outstanding, in the near future, I will let you enter the realm of great sword masters, and..." He paused and said, "I can also ask my master, the powerful swordsman, to give you some advice. In this way, you will have no problem in entering the realm of swordsman in the future. Haha, in terms of your qualifications, you will be rich and powerful swordsman, and your family and friends will all borrow it. If you are determined, it's only one sentence to develop a family. This is my three-year promise. How about it? Consider it, I'll wait for you to reply here."
"Grand Sword Master? Sword Master? Family?" Many swordsmen in the hall felt dizzy. These things were not something they didn't think about when they practiced swords, and they also became the driving force for practicing swords. Unfortunately, the reality is cruel. In the face of the slowly improving sword realm, the speed of age directly overshadowed the limelight of the sword realm. At the same time, watching some tall geniuses step by step towards high-end, this is the surprise of talent!
Now, as long as this kid agrees to Cheng Zifeng and presents the sword technique and experience that he cannot understand, everything will go smoothly. Cheng Zifeng can be said to have just waved his hand and paint a blueprint for the kid that will definitely become a reality in the future! If he doesn't agree, wouldn't he become a real fool?
At this moment, Zhuo Ligetu's face changed color and looked at Lu Ming uneasy, and he couldn't tell what would happen to him.
Leng Jian was silent, but when he saw Cheng Zifeng showing his might, the blue veins on the back of his hand suddenly burst out!
Lu Mingren is very good. He was even able to reach his current state when he was in a downturn. He lent himself one million taels of silver without hesitation. This amount is equivalent to all his own assets. This is a friend who can make friends with hearts.
But now, I have been a friend for only two days, but I am attracted by this villain who has turned against me. Could this villain be really his nemesis?
Leng Jian thought to himself a little selfishly, he really didn't want to lose Lu Ming, his friend, but now, the decision-making power is all in Lu Ming.
Leng Jian looked at Lu Ming, but to his surprise, Lu Ming was still sitting like a mountain, calm and composed, even if many mentors at the swordsman level changed their positions, they would probably be amazed.
I sighed in my heart, Leng Jian chose to wait silently, but there was still a hope in my heart, and I was still praying. (To be continued.)