Chapter 933: Educating the Next Generation

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 this is the case, future chances will be even slimmer.

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

"Mr. Fang, no matter what you want, I will try my best to provide it..." Lin Zhengxiong said again, unwilling to give in.

Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong, raised his eyebrows, and said: "In the future, don't just take out the things left by our ancestors, and also use them to trade a favor..."

"If our ancestors knew about it, I'm afraid they would be so angry that they would vomit blood."

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

"Okay, put your 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!

What Fang Yu meant... was that he was willing to make friends with the Lin family!

…

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

Lin Zhengxiong sat upright with a respectful look on his face.

Lin Zhilan lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

"You have come to me twice. You must have something you want me to help with, right? Don't beat around the bush, just say it directly." Fang Yu said.

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

After what happened to the Wang family, Fang Yu's prestige and influence in Beidu have become higher than those of the eight major families.

The Wang family has declined, and the other families have the opportunity to reach the top.

Lin Zhengxiong visited Fang Yu twice, but he didn't actually want Fang Yu to help with anything specific.

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 invisibly improved, thereby securing the title of the No. 1 family.

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

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

"Tell me." Fang Yu took a sip of tea, frowned at Lin Zhengxiong, and spoke again.

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

As an old friend, there is nothing wrong with Fang Yu helping out.

"...Today I just want to make friends with a god like Mr. Fang. I have no other ideas." Lin Zhengxiong thought about it 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. I have already given it to you." To save my face, I dare not make any other requests.”

Fang Yu took a deep breath and frowned: "This overly smooth character is nothing like our ancestors."

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

"Master 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 am not a ignorant person, and I really have no other ideas." Lin Zhengxiong said firmly, "I invite Master Fang here today just to let Master Fang taste the family heirlooms. 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 it, so let's do it. When you have time, think about it and see if there is anything you need my help with." Fang Yu drank all the tea in the cup and stood up.

Ye Shengxue stood up.

At this time, Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhilan, who kept his head down, and said, "Didn't my daughter want to discuss sword skills with me? I'm free now, come on."

Hearing these words, Lin Zhengxiong had not yet reacted, but Lin Zhilan stood up suddenly.

"Let's go to the martial arts field." Lin Zhilan looked at Fang Yu and said.

"Okay." Fang Yu nodded.

Lin Zhengxiong hesitated for two seconds, then his expression changed, he stood up and said, "Wait a minute!"

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

"Master Fang... With your status, how can my little girl be qualified to exchange swordsmanship with you? Ignore her..." Lin Zhengxiong said.

"I hope you can stop being so verbose." Fang Yu frowned.

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

But in fact, he was secretly happy in his heart!

Today's results have basically exceeded his expectations.

…

A few minutes later, the martial arts arena.

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

For some reason, many Lin family members suddenly gathered nearby.

There are young people and some slightly older people.

Most people's eyes were focused on Fang Yu.

The head of the family said... This person is the rumored Fang Yu!

The fierce man who single-handedly crushed the Wang family!

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

But after seeing this deity, many people were confused.

Is the rumored Fang Yu... the young-looking man in front of me?

It looks so ordinary.

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

The head of the house...did he make a mistake?

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

He knew that it was probably Lin Zhengxiong who revealed the news and asked the Lin family members to come and watch.

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

Although these descendants only know the name Lin Batian, the blood connection does exist.

Help Lin Batian educate future generations?

It feels pretty good.

"Please teach me." Lin Zhilan drew out the long sword from her waist again and said.

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

"No sword?" Lin Zhilan frowned and asked.

"Yes, but it is not suitable for use in this occasion." Fang Yu said.

Lin Zhilan turned her head and looked at a middle-aged man in martial arts uniform next to her.

This man is Lin Zhenxi, Lin Zhilan's cousin and also Lin Zhilan's sword guide.

"Uncle Wu, can you lend him your sword?" Lin Zhilan asked.

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

Looking at Fang Yu from a close distance, Lin Zhenxi's eyes flashed.

This man... doesn't really feel like the Fang Yu in the rumors.

But the head of the family invited him back, so it wouldn't be such a big mistake.

Let's wait and see.

"Let's make it clear first. We can only exchange sword skills, and we can't use true qi." Fang Yu said to Lin Zhilan.

"Come on." Lin Zhilan clenched her sword, her eyes stern, and said.

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

"If the person in front of me is really the rumored Fang Yu... Zhilan must lose, how can she win?"

"What if he is not? Moreover, even if it is really the real me, her sword skills may not be better than Sister Zhilan's... Sister Zhilan is a sword fanatic. She has been studying sword skills since she was a child. There are not many people in the whole Beidu who can compare with Sister Zhilan in pure sword skills."

In the crowd of onlookers, two young men were discussing in a low voice.

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

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

The first move of Aoyun Sword Technique, Tianwu Shuangxuan!

Lin Zhilan's sword blade slashed towards Fang Yu's left side, and at the same time, her footsteps did not stop. She appeared on the other side like a ghost and swung another sword.

As a result, two sword shadows appeared on the sword, one on each side of Fang Yu's body.

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

"Bang!"

Both sword shadows were blocked.

At this time, Lin Zhilan's sword blade had been lowered and swung towards Fang Yu's legs.

Fang Yu's sword blade was already facing down, blocking the attack, as if he had known Lin Zhilan's move.

"Bang!"

Next, Lin Zhilan began the complete seven moves of Ao Yun Sword Technique.

As the sword shadows flashed, Fang Yu hardly moved, and perfectly resolved every attack with the long sword in his hand.

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

Every attack of hers seemed to be seen through by Fang Yu, who took a step ahead to defend.

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

At this time, Fang Yu suddenly changed his defensive posture, raised the sword blade and pointed it forward.

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

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

Lin Zhilan stopped immediately.

She was defeated.