An expert can tell whether something is good or not with just one look.
The moment Lu Bei held the knife, his entire aura changed drastically, from the pretty boy who could be left alone to a sharp steel knife, with murderous intent whistling down, which frightened Feng Si terribly.
Oh no, I’ve fallen into a trap.
This kid was playing the pig to eat the tiger before, pretending that he didn't know any martial arts.
Feng Si would never believe that Lu Bei was seriously biased in his studies, proficient in swordsmanship but only good at boxing and kicking. If you are good at one skill, you will be good at all skills. This is the case with martial arts. Even if there are some differences, the difference will not be too big.
Obviously, there is only one possibility.
Feng Si took a deep breath and saw through the truth. Lu Bei pretended to have poor martial arts skills and tricked him out from behind.
It’s hateful that this person has a good cultivation level, but he is also so scheming.
Feng Sida was hit so hard that his momentum weakened before the second round even started.
On the other side, Lu Bei snorted coldly and activated his skill "Blood Rage", capturing + judging successfully, instantly cutting all of Feng Si's attributes in half.
The imposing aura is like a dangerous peak rising from the ground, unreachable and daunting.
Feng Si's face turned pale. He was frightened by Lu Bei's sudden destruction. His hands and feet became weak and limp involuntarily. He was horrified and thought that he could not stay here for long and must get out as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, it was too late as soon as the thought came to mind.
A cold light brushed his face and Feng Si hurriedly raised his dagger to block it. Before he could see what was happening, he was knocked over by a huge force, flew backwards and hit the wall.
[Dark Tide Lv3]
[Sword Technique Lv5]
Coupled with the effect of [Blood Rage] that cuts off all attributes, Lu Bei severely injured Feng Si with one move and completed his first battle in the true sense.
[You defeated Feng Si and gained 2,000 experience points. You won the first battle, determined the opponent's level, and gained an additional 20,000 experience points]
"This stuff is actually worth twenty-two thousand?"
Lu Bei put away the Bailian Sword and strode towards Feng Si who was standing in the corner. A gap was left on the Bailian Sword from the collision, and the damage was heavy. 20,000 experience points were not enough to make up for it. He wanted to check Feng Si's Qiankun bag to see if there were any equivalent items.
The Qiankun bag is a low-level space equipment that can be opened by anyone with some skills, but this is not always the case. Some masters who pursue retro style like to make their space equipment look like a Qiankun bag.
Special encryption, only you can open it.
In terms of strength, Feng Si, who is still in the third grade, is not that kind of expert.
"Ahem..."
Feng Si held the short knife in his hand and leaned against the wall to sit up. His hair was disheveled and his clothes were bloody. He looked like a wounded lone wolf, so unruly, so tragic, and so...
Bang!
Straight punch, then stop.
The lone wolf fell down with his eyes rolled back. Lu Bei took out the Qiankun bag from Feng Si's arms, opened it and took a look at it. Then he took out the "Blood Replenishing Pill", "Qi Conserving Pill" and other medicines and stuffed them into Feng Si's mouth.
After a moment, Feng Si woke up slowly and looked at Lu Bei with a puzzled look on his face, not understanding why the other party helped him.
"No fighting, no friendship. I know you don't want to do anything to me. We'll be friends from now on." Lu Bei stretched out his hand and was about to force Feng Si to make friends, but when he saw that Feng Si's hands were covered in blood, he took his hand back with a look of disgust.
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"I want to tell Master Kui that I have no other intentions. I really want to make friends with him. I hope that the door of the Zhu Mansion will be open to me next time I visit."
Lu Bei stood up, patted his butt, waved to the hesitant driver outside the alley, and added: "To show my sincerity, I will not report today's incident to the authorities, lest the prefect finds out and Master Kui gets scolded again."
The carriage drove out of the alley. Feng Si got up with a grin on his face and reached into the Qiankun bag in his arms, intending to take out medicine to treat his wounds.
When he touched it, his face suddenly darkened.
Oops, the token is gone!
…
Wei Mansion.
Wei Mao was reviewing a book on military training in the study. Lu Bei knocked on the door and walked in, placing a token on the desk.
"Cousin, can you take a look at this? Which sect's token is this from?"
"Go to the Heavenly Gate."
Wei Mao took a quick glance and gave the answer.
"It sounds very powerful. What sect is it from?" Lu Bei frowned. He seemed to have seen this sect on the forum. Because there are many sects in the world of Jiuzhou and there are a lot of discussions among players, he usually doesn't have a deep impression of it unless it is a big sect.
"A sect with a bad reputation for excavating ancient tombs and ruins."
After Wei Mao finished speaking, he looked up at Lu Bei and said, "Where did you get the token? Your senior sister didn't tell me that you have such a friend."
"He's not a friend, just a passerby. I picked it up from his Qiankun bag." Lu Bei said truthfully.
"Master Kui asked someone to take revenge on you?"
Wei Mao asked, and without waiting for Lu Bei to answer, he added: "The old rules, ten thousand taels."
"Cousin, you think too much. I am only doing a favor this time and not making any money." Lu Bei said speechlessly.
"Would you be so kind?"
"That being said, I just want to make friends with Master Kui."
"I see. Let's play the long game and catch the big fish."
Wei Mao nodded to show his understanding, and continued: "When you get the silver note, I want 10,000 taels."
"Cousin, who do you think I am? I really don't do this for money."
Lu Bei curled his lips and said sarcastically, "On the contrary, you are making private money openly and honestly. Aren't you afraid that I will tell Senior Sister Zhu?"
Wei Mao's expression remained unchanged, his eyes looking straight at Lu Bei: "Given Madam's temperament, if you tell the truth, she will only ask you to make up 10,000 taels. What I have, she must have too."
"As expected of a couple..."
Lu Bei said in admiration.
…
On the other side, back at the Zhu Mansion, ever since Feng Si left at Zhu Bo’s instruction, Zhu Kui had been secretly regretting it.
What if he hurts someone and the other party refuses to suffer the loss and makes a scene against Zhu Ting? Will he fall again
Indeed, there is no evidence at all. Even if Wei Mao went to the prefect's mansion to ask for an explanation, Zhu Ting knew it in his heart but would not admit it, so this matter would basically not cause any trouble.
But what if
If he makes any mistakes again in the future, Zhu Ting will bring up the past and punish him for multiple crimes, and he will be the one who suffers.
Zhu Kui was worried about gain and loss, and looked at Zhu Bo who was playing with the antiques with resentment: "Brother, is Feng Si okay?"
Zhu Bo's men kept on saying, "I'll say it one last time, Lao Si was very careful with his actions. It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious will happen. Don't bother me anymore."
"But… "
"No buts. Catch the thief, seize the stolen goods, catch the adulterer and catch both of them. That guy has no witnesses and no physical evidence. What do you have to be afraid of?"
Zhu Bo snorted coldly, "Even if he comes to our door, it's like opening the coffin and crying thief, wrongly accusing a dead person. Just report to the police and get rid of him."
"I wish so, but I..."
"Stop talking nonsense. You weren't like this when I arranged for Old Four to go out."
Zhu Bo saw through his second brother's heart and said mercilessly: "Let's make it clear that this was your idea from beginning to end. If uncle asks about it, it has nothing to do with me."
Brothers should settle accounts openly. It is Zhu Kui who wants to vent his anger, so it is Zhu Kui who has to wrestle.
"I… "
Just as Zhu Kui was about to say something, a servant walked in quickly: "Master, Second Master, Mr. Feng Si sent a message."
"What message?"
"He said..."
The servant looked at Zhu Kui and said cautiously, "He said that the Second Master was trying to trick him. His tricks were very tricky. He was seriously injured after taking just one move. If the other party had not shown mercy, his life would have been in danger. He also said that he had something important to discuss and asked the Master to come over quickly."
"What?"
"Say it again!"
The two brothers were both stunned. After Zhu Bo asked questions, he learned that Feng Si had sent back the message while injured, and he felt terrible.
"Second brother, you said that boy's cultivation is a little bit, but it's not as good as yours?"
Zhu Bo's eyes widened: "You've fallen and made yourself stupid, you call this a little bit?"
"Brother, calm down. This is... I'm sure I saw it right. I... I had my hands on his neck at the time."
Zhu Kui cried out that he was wronged, and he racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. He said aggrievedly: "Maybe he felt humiliated, so he went back and practiced hard, and then... he succeeded."
"I see. Don't tell me, second brother, this is really possible!"
"Really, brother, do you think so?"
"Haha, you are trying to trick the ghost by going to the cemetery with carrots!"
Zhu Bo put away the antiques and strode out of the house: "I'll go check on Feng Si. If you don't want your uncle... to fall down while walking at night, prepare a gift and send it to the Wei Mansion!"