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"Jousting?"
While Li Fan was eating steak, he looked at Dong Ye sitting in front of him.
"Yes, this is the best choice I can get for you."
Dong Ye shrugged his shoulders and said.
"I also have to thank you, you gave me one more chance to fight."
"You're welcome, I know you're good at it."
"Damn it, can't you hear the sarcasm?"
"Believe me, I'm tired of hearing sarcasm."
Dong Ye picked up the red wine on Li Fan's table, "Look at you, how good your life is. While I was debating with those idiots, you were here eating and drinking."
"I've got my shit to deal with, and you've got yours."
Li Fan gulped down a piece of steak, "If you want to fight, no problem. Who to fight and how many?"
"Twelve Saints of Dragon Hall, six masters."
Dong Ye made a six sign.
"There are only so many people. You guys at Longtang are so polite."
"Stop mocking, they want ten people to come together."
Dong Ye rolled his eyes, "You know how hard I worked to help you win six people, one by one."
"The wheel battle is really good, even if it kills me, it's good too."
Li Fan nodded, "Then I'll have to eat more steak, so as not to lose my strength later."
"Stop it."
Dong Ye pointed at Li Fan's trouser pocket and said, "You must have hidden some medicine that can replenish your vital energy. I saw it."
"You have such good eyesight."
This time it was Li Fan's turn to roll his eyes.
"Anyway, defeat them and you will be acquitted."
Dong Ye explained, "If it fails... you should remember what I told you."
"To be honest, your conditions really make people speechless."
Li Fan couldn't help but complain, "For ordinary people, who can accept such conditions?"
Dong Ye was helpless, "I also have my own difficulties, brother."
"Okay, since you entertained me with delicious food and drinks for a few days, I won't embarrass you."
Li Fan put down his knife and fork and wiped his mouth, "When will the competition take place?"
"Just arrange it tomorrow, I will help you take care of everything, don't worry."
Dong Ye said, taking a heavy wooden box from Feng Xing's hand and placing it on Li Fan's table.
"What's this?"
"A sword passed down from the family."
Dong Ye gently touched the box with his hand, "The sword is given to heroes, I want to give it to you."
"I appreciate your kindness, but firstly I'm not good at swordsmanship, and secondly, I already have a sword."
As he spoke, Li Fan pulled out a dagger from his waist, stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the dagger immediately stretched and turned into a handy sword.
Then, Li Fan shook again. The hilt of the sword lengthened, the blade shortened, and turned into a spear!
"Brother Li is really creative..."
Dong Ye praised, "It's a creative sword, but my sword is also very good. It's called 'Hero', and it was the sword worn by my ancestor Liu Jinchan."
"ha?"
Li Fan was stunned at that time. Damn it, Liu Jinchan's sword
"Brother Dong, you are... too expensive."
"This sword is given to you by me on behalf of Jia Luo."
When Dong Ye said this, the corners of his eyes turned slightly red. As the saying goes, a man never sheds tears easily. Even if he is sad, he will bear it in his heart.
"Although Jia Luo died in your hands... you gave him a way to die like a true martial artist. So, thank you."
Li Fan was somewhat surprised. This Dong Ye was not from the world, but he had the integrity of a man from the world.
Fighters are some very strange people. Li Fan was among them, so he was naturally infected with their temper. For them, martial arts competition is more important than anything else, and martial arts spirit is higher than life!
"Keep it, it is of no use in my hands. In your hands, brother, maybe it can regain its glory in the hands of my ancestor."
It is impossible to say that you are not interested or that you don’t catch a cold.
The things Liu Jinchan used are really fascinating. Li Fan can even imagine that if this thing spreads to the world, many people will probably cause a bloody storm for it!
Li Fan opened the wooden box and looked at the sword carefully. On one side of the sword's quill was a gold seal with the words "ying" and "hero" printed on it.
This sword is somewhat similar to the Han sword. The scabbard is sewn with black crocodile skin, and the end is inlaid with a golden animal head.
The hilt of the sword is also black, and the sword is golden, and it also looks like a wild beast.
Li Fan touched the sword and seemed to feel the sword intention vibrating in it.
Sword, Li Fan immediately thought of the Four Elephants Sword that was snatched away by Liu Zhu from the Demon Cult! That sword is indeed a magical weapon. It can condense the sword energy into four images, making it truly domineering.
And this heroic sword has its own sword energy. Just by looking at it, you can feel its sharpness, which is really rare.
"Does Liu Jinchan know how to use swordsmanship?"
"The ancestor is indeed outstanding with his fists and kicks, but he is also good at swordsmanship."
Dong Ye said and motioned to Li Fan to pull out the sword.
Li Fan made a clang and drew out his sword. The sword released a ray of brilliance, which was really amazing.
On the sword, there is a row of small characters carved on it.
"This is… "
"This is a sword technique created by our ancestor, called "God-Slaying"."
Dong Ye laughed and said, "Ancestor is quite unruly in nature. This move of "Slaying God" was created by him before his death. He meant that only when he meets a real master can "Slaying God" become more powerful. Shine brilliantly. It's a pity that until his death, he was unable to realize his wish. This trick has never been born."
Li Fan was surprised!
This Liu Jinchan actually has a trump card hidden away? He didn't have time to thank Dong Ye, so he looked at this row of small characters with some eagerness!
Liu Jinchan is also really wild. He even named his swordsmanship "God-Slaying". He has the aura of being the best in the world!
"This swordsmanship is your ancestor's special skill. Just give it to me like this, okay?"
Li Fan couldn't help but ask.
"A sword can be given to a hero, let alone this swordsmanship."
Dong Ye patted Li Fan's arm and said, "Don't forget, you have to fight for six rounds in a row! This thing should be regarded as an insurance policy I took out for you, brother. Only if you can get out safe and sound can I be worthy of the oath I swore."
"Oh, that's so embarrassing."
"Okay, then I won't force you, brother."
"No, no, no, I just like others to force things on me."
Li Fan shamelessly put away the sword.
"As the saying goes, don't hit the gift-giver without reaching out. Since Brother Dong is so polite, I can't be vague. I accept this favor from you and will definitely repay it in the future."
"Okay, then I won't disturb your rest, Feng Xing, let's go."
Dong Ye came and went freely, turned around and left. Feng Xing followed him out of the door, but his face remained doubtful.
"I understand what you mean, I'm investing."
Dong Ye was wearing a loose robe today, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, and he said with a smile, "This person will definitely be like an ancestor in the future. What I do today will be my capital in the future."