Be the Mayor From Today

Life is so long, and accidents are always inevitable. When he fights with a sword, it may be a different feeling, and it is not without the nobles who take the lead.

Of course, Liu Feng didn't like such an accident, he liked the feeling that everything was in the palm of his hand.

Well, actually Nicole thinks that Liu Feng is the kind of weak aristocrat who understands literature and art and is knowledgeable; not the kind of tough guy aristocrats who dances swords and guns all day and doesn't take a bath, exudes a sour smell all day long.

Of course Liu Feng knew it. It could be said that the entire city lord's mansion believed that he was the kind of aristocrat who had no power, and a person who depended on his wise brain to eat. He had to be talented and handsome.

As for the direction of force, everyone doesn't care. A nobleman is completely protected by the knights. Unless the knights are dead, Niuben will not let Liu Feng do it, because by then, everyone will be dead and no one will be there. Can stop him.

"Be prepared, aren't you?" Liu Feng won't explain anything. When he shows his strength, he will be shocked.

"Yes, it's good for you to repair early, just don't be too tired." Nicole helped Liu Feng change clothes, exhaling like Lan said, "Young master is the most industrious aristocrat I have ever seen."

"This compliment, I accept it happily."

Liu Feng stretched his waist and walked out happily, aiming to repair the site early.

"Young master is so eager to learn!"

Nicole swayed her long hair of asiatic color and started to put things on the table with a box. The corners of her mouth rose. Today is a happy start.

"Today is something magical again, and I have to put it in the inner library quickly."

Chapter 0112 Master is so strong? !

"Bang bang bang..."

Before Liu Feng saw the early repair site, he could clearly hear the sound of wooden swords and wooden guns colliding.

"Looks like everyone got up earlier!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Liu Feng can be said to be the last one to wake up in the entire castle. If he doesn't ask, or if there is an urgent matter, no one will wake him up. It can be said that he sleeps until he wakes up naturally. The cramp configuration is perfect.

Three steps combined into two steps, and soon Liu Feng saw that the people practicing in the morning training field were the Niu Ben family, and Mina was also practicing flying knives.

"It's early everyone!" Liu Feng greeted first.

"Morning, young master!" Niu Ben and the others immediately stopped to salute.

Mina looked at Liu Feng slightly suspiciously, and said softly, "Master, are you going out? I'll prepare now."

"No, I'll do the early repairs with you today." Liu Feng waved his hands.

"what?"

Everyone present looked at Liu Feng in astonishment. Isn't this young master sleeping until the sun basks every day? Why did you think of repairing it earlier today?

"Come on, come and practice your hands with me."

Liu Feng shook his head with a wry smile. It seemed that he was a little more comfortable. This is not good. If he sleeps late, he should change it to noon.

Wooden sword? Liu Feng swept across the row of knights' two-handed swords in front of him, and finally picked a one-handed wooden sword, and threw the sword following the plot in the movie.

"Master, do you really want to do early repairs?" Niu Ben looked serious, as if he wanted to see if Liu Feng was on a whim.

"Of course!" Liu Feng nodded affirmatively and said with a chuckle, "I heard that there are nobles dueling among the nobles. If you don't practice, the next time a noble will ask me for a duel and refuse it, it will be a bit embarrassing."

The duel of nobles refers to a fight between a group of boring people who are in a conflict, and they are not angry. It is also known as the duel of nobles.

Niu Ben nodded earnestly and agreed, "Indeed, it would be a bit embarrassing if the nobles refused to duel."

He had stayed in the capital and knew the behavior of the nobles, or in other words, the second generation of nobles who had nothing to do when they had enough to eat would either hold banquets all day long, or dance swords and guns, and say they went to the battlefield to learn from their fathers. Make merit and establish a career, get a noble to Dangdang.

"Who dares to trouble the young master, I'll kill him." Mina said murderously, three sabres in her hands.

"..." The corners of Liu Feng's mouth twitched, resisting the decision to pat the cat's ears on her buttocks. She was so murderous in the morning, which was a bit difficult to handle.

"Come on, come and practice with me." Liu Feng came to the arena, flicked his wooden sword, and looked at several people with a smile on his lips.

"Niu Er, accompany the young master to repair early." Niu Ben named him, as the housekeeper of the nobles, the master said what he said.

Niu Er suddenly grimaced, especially Mina's sharp eyes staring at him, if there is any possibility of him hurting the young master, I am afraid that the saber will fly over.

"Young master, I've offended you!" Niu Er held a two-handed knight's sword and looked at Liu Feng solemnly.

"Come on!" Liu Feng was concentrating, a tingling feeling immediately came from the back of his head, and his mind excluded the interpretation, Niu Erhui would attack the right side.

"drink!"

Niu Er shouted loudly, took a step with both feet, and slashed towards Liu Feng's right with a big sword in both hands.

Don't look menacing, even if Liu Feng is a rookie, he knows that Niu Er is feeding him, but this is not what he wants.

"Snapped!"

Liu Feng stepped forward and flashed, and the one-handed wooden sword in his hand was drawn on the back of Niu Er's sword-holding hand.

"Bang!"

Niu's back was numb, the big sword fell from his palm, and he looked at his hands in astonishment. How could this be possible? He was knocked down by the young master's sword.

Everyone present was stunned, what happened? The young master solved Niu Er with one sword? Even if it's a trick, it's impossible, right?

"Don't underestimate me, I'm very strong!"

Liu Feng threw the wooden sword and picked the big sword on the ground to Niu Er. After the other party had grasped the sword, he took the initiative to charge up.

"Interpretation, the first step, the front, the second step to the side, the third step!! Can you only interpret three steps? Those three moves will solve it!"

Niu Er grabbed the two-handed sword and looked at Liu Feng, who was rushing over, with a serious face, and slashed vertically with one sword. Huh? dodge? Side pick! also escaped? How is this possible?

"Snapped!"

The back of his hand was numb again, the big sword in his hand slipped, and Niu Er was sluggish. How is this possible? How does the young master feel like he knows what move I'm going to do in advance?

If it was just the beginning, Niu Er would just help Liu Feng repair early with the mentality of feeding tricks and sparring. But now it is taken seriously, just like the brothers who practiced against each other in the early days, but now they have not gone through three moves in Liu Feng's hands.

The bystanders have an O-shaped mouth. What the **** is this? Is the young master that strong? Niu Er could not be solved with three tricks?

"Huh..." Liu Feng exhaled lightly, shook his bloated head, and predicted Niu Er's three-step movement in a row. This was his first attempt.

The more actual combat, Liu Feng instinctively concentrated, the more obvious the feeling of anticipation.

"Come on, come and practice again." Liu Feng waved his wooden sword and greeted Niu Er.

"Huh..." Niu Er nodded, his face solemn and solemn, he didn't dare to look down on Liu Feng at all now, he understood that the young master was very strong.

Picking up the two-handed sword, Niu Er launched an attack... and then lost the second move. Looking at the one-handed wooden sword on his neck, he shook his head with a wry smile and admitted defeat.