The Strongest Qi Refiner

Fang Yu returned the box, which showed that he was very dissatisfied.

Could it be that... the Lin family's friendship this time will end in failure again?

If so, the chances in the future are even slimmer.

After all, this time, he took out the most precious family heirlooms.

"Mr. Fang, no matter what you want, I can do my best to provide it..." Lin Zhengxiong said unwillingly.

Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong, raised his brows, and said, "Don't take out the things your ancestors left you in the future, and take it out to trade a favor..."

"If your ancestors knew about it, I'm afraid he would vomit blood with anger."

Lin Zhengxiong's expression changed, and he said respectfully, "Master Fang, it is because of your presence that I will take out the treasures left by my ancestors, and we will never..."

"Okay, put things away, sit down, and let's have a good chat." Fang Yu said.

Lin Zhengxiong was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed!

The meaning of Fang Yu's words... is that he is willing to make friends with the Lin family!

...

Five minutes later, Lin Zhengxiong and Lin Zhilan sat opposite Fang Yu and Ye Shengxue.

Lin Zhengxiong sat upright and respectful.

Lin Zhilan lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

"You came to me twice, there should be something you want to help me with, right? Don't be around the corner, just say it directly." Fang Yu said.

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Lin Zhengxiong's expression changed.

After the affairs of the Wang family, Fang Yu's prestige and influence in the northern capital was already higher than that of the eight major families.

The Wang family has already declined, and the rest of the family have a chance to reach the top.

And Lin Zhengxiong visited Fang Yu twice, but there was no specific thing he wanted to ask Fang Yu for help.

He just wanted to make friends with Fang Yu, and then let the news out.

In this way, the prestige of the Lin family can be improved invisibly, and the name of the first family can be firmly established.

Therefore, facing Fang Yu's question, Lin Zhengxiong really didn't know how to answer for a while.

Moreover, he felt that Fang Yu's words were a test.

"Let's talk." Fang Yu took a sip of tea, frowned at Lin Zhengxiong, and said again.

After all, the Lin family is also the bloodline of Lin Batian.

As an old friend, Fang Yu helped a bunch, and it was understandable.

"...I just want to make friends with such gods as Master Fang today, and have no other ideas." Lin Zhengxiong brewed in his heart for a long time, and said righteously, "Master Fang is willing to come to our Lin family for a sip of tea. With enough face, I dare not make any other requests."

Fang Yu took a deep breath and frowned, "Your slick personality doesn't look like your ancestor at all."

Lin Zhengxiong's face changed slightly, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Patriarch Lin, since Mr. Fang has asked about your request, please tell the truth." Ye Shengxue glanced at Fang Yu and said softly.

"Master Fang, Miss Ye, please believe that I'm not someone who doesn't know what's good or bad, I really don't have any other ideas." Lin Zhengxiong said firmly, "I'm inviting Master Fang over today to let Master Fang appreciate the family heirloom. Bao, take a sip of tea by the way..."

Ye Shengxue looked helpless and glanced at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong and suddenly smiled.

"Of course I believe in you, so be it, think about it when you have time, what can I help you with." Fang Yu drank the tea in the cup and got up and said.

Ye Shengxue followed and stood up.

At this time, Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhilan, who had been keeping her head down, and said, "Didn't your daughter want to talk to me about swordsmanship? I'm free now, come on."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Zhengxiong didn't react yet, but Lin Zhilan stood up abruptly.

"Go, go to the martial arts field." Lin Zhilan looked at Fang Yu and said.

"Okay." Fang Yu nodded.

Lin Zhengxiong hesitated for two seconds, his expression changed, he stood up and said, "Hold on!"

"What's wrong?" Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong.

"Master Fang... With your status, how can a little girl be qualified to exchange sword skills with you? You don't need to pay attention to her..." Lin Zhengxiong said.

"I hope you can stop being so long-winded." Fang Yu frowned.

Lin Zhengxiong's expression changed, and he did not dare to speak.

But in fact, his heart is secretly delighted!

Today's results have basically exceeded his expectations.

...

A few minutes later, the martial arts field.

Fang Yu and Lin Zhilan stood face to face, about ten meters apart.

For some reason, a lot of Lin family members suddenly gathered beside him.

Among these people are young people and slightly older people.

Most people's eyes are focused on Fang Yu.

The owner said... this person is the rumored Fang Yu!

The fierce man who crushed the Wang family by himself!

The reason why they came here is to see Fang Yu's style with their own eyes.

But after seeing the deity, many people were puzzled.

The rumored Fang Yu...is that the young man in front of him?

It looks so ordinary.

The aura of the cultivation base on the body seems to be still in the Qi refining stage...

The owner...isn't there a mistake?

Fang Yu glanced at the crowd around him, his eyes flashing slightly.

He knew that 80% of the time it was Lin Zhengxiong who disclosed the news and let the members of the Lin family come to watch.

Having said that, the feeling of being surrounded by Lin Batian's descendants... is very strange.

Although this group of descendants only knew the name Lin Batian, the blood connection did indeed exist.

Help Lin Batian educate future generations?

feel good.

"Please advise." Lin Zhilan said, pulling out the long sword from her waist again.

"You have to give me a sword so that I can learn from you." Fang Yu said.

"You don't have a sword?" Lin Zhilan asked, frowning.

"There are, but they are not suitable for use in such occasions." Fang Yu said.

Lin Zhilan turned to look at a middle-aged man in a military uniform next to her.

This person's name is Lin Zhenxi, he is Lin Zhilan's cousin, and he is also Lin Zhilan's kendo guide.

"Uncle Fifth, would you lend him your sword to use?" Lin Zhilan asked.

"No problem." Lin Zhenxi immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist, stepped forward, and handed it to Fang Yu.

Taking a close look at Fang Yu, Lin Zhenxi's eyes flashed.

This person... doesn't really feel like the rumored Fang Yu.

But the owner invited him back, so it wouldn't be such a big oolong.

Let's see.

"Let's talk about it first, just learn swordsmanship, not use True Qi." Fang Yu said to Lin Zhilan.

"Come on." Lin Zhilan clenched the long sword tightly and said with awe-inspiring eyes.

"Hey, do you think Sister Zhilan can win?"

"If the person in front of you is really the rumored Fang Yu... Zhi Lan will definitely lose, how can she win?"

"What if it's not? Also, even if it's the real deity, the swordsmanship is not necessarily better than Sister Zhilan... Sister Zhilan is a sword idiot. She has studied swordsmanship since she was a child. The pure swordsmanship can be compared with Sister Zhilan. There aren't many in the North."

In the crowd of onlookers next to them, there were two young children discussing in a low voice.

"It's time to start." At this time, Lin Zhenxi said.

Lin Zhilan clenched the long sword in her hand and rushed towards Fang Yu.

The first style of Aoyun swordsmanship, the double spin of the sky dance!

Lin Zhilan's blade slashed towards Fang Yu's left side, but without stopping, he appeared on the other side like a ghost, and swung his sword again.

As a result, two sword shadows appeared from one sword, which appeared on both sides of Fang Yu's body.

Fang Yu looked calm, took a step back, held the long sword flat, and quickly stabbed left and right once.

"Ah!"

The two sword shadows were all blocked.

At this time, Lin Zhilan's blade had already been lowered, and he swung it towards Fang Yu's leg.

Fang Yu, as if he had known Lin Zhilan's actions, had his sword pointed down, blocking the blow.

"Ah!"

Next, Lin Zhilan started the complete seven forms of Aoyun swordsmanship.

During the flickering of the sword shadow, Fang Yu hardly moved, and with the long sword in his hand, he perfectly resolved every attack.

The more aggressive Lin Zhilan became, the more impatient she became.

Fang Yu seemed to see through every blow of hers and made a defense one step ahead.

Therefore, she can't break the defense at all!

At this time, Fang Yu suddenly turned his defensive posture, raised his blade and pointed forward.

Lin Zhilan's face changed slightly, and she wanted to raise her sword as a defense.

But Fang Yu's speed was much faster than her. Before she raised her hand, the sharp blade was already in front of her snow-white neck.

Lin Zhilan stopped immediately.

She lost.