What Lin Zhennan was thinking at this time was unknown to others.
Not only Mrs. Wang, but also Lin Pingzhi who was hiding behind the pillar, the focus at this time was not on Lin Zhennan.
Young Lin Pingzhi's big, bright eyes stared unblinkingly at the figure coming and going in the yard like the wind.
And the dense sword light all over his body.
This... is much better than dad dancing! !
Although Lin Pingzhi couldn't see the specific sword path, he felt that Lin Zhennan definitely couldn't dance like this.
"Keng!"
With a sword roar.
The long sword came out from the palm of the young man in black.
"bass!"
Then it was inserted into the rockery stone together with the golden knife with the handle.
The blade of the sword was still buzzing.
Lin Zhennan swallowed, and then he realized that if the young man in black in front of him wanted to harm his wife, then he would be nothing more than fish on the chopping board.
Moreover, is this person really a young man with such martial arts skills? ?
Could it be that some old monster has practiced martial arts to the point of rejuvenating his youth? ?
Lin Zhennan had heard people say this before, but who would take it seriously at that time? !
"I wonder...what is your relationship with my Lin family?"
Lin Zhennan's eyes were full of expectation and anxiety.
"It doesn't matter."
The boy in black was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something.
"These seventy-two [Evil-Repelling Sword Techniques] were just learned from you."
"This is impossible!!"
Lin Zhennan denied loudly, "You can just explain if you don't want to, so why do you bully me like this?!"
He absolutely did not believe that someone could display his family's swordsmanship after just watching it once, so what did he think of these decades? ?
But he found that the young man in black looked at him strangely.
“Just because you can’t do it, doesn’t mean others can’t do it.”
"Everyone will rely on their own knowledge and opinions, and be bound by these things, and call these things "reality". Knowledge and opinions are very ambiguous things, and that "reality" may be nothing more than an illusion. Live the life you imagine, right?"
Lin Zhennan instinctively wanted to say that this was sophistry, but he couldn't refute it.
"And, with my strength, there is no reason to deceive you."
"To be arrogant, Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, is not worthy of Mr. Hong's efforts to deceive you."
Hearing this, Lin Zhennan and Mrs. Wang both looked unhappy.
But after seeing the martial arts of the young man in black, the two of them also understood the gap between themselves and him.
Mrs. Wang thought to herself: "Where did this little monster come from? I wonder if dad can defeat him?!"
Lin Zhennan suddenly said: "Your surname is Hong, not Lin??"
In his heart, he still thought that the boy in black should have some relationship with his Lin family.
"I'm downstairs, [Heishui Tower], Hong Kang."
Lin Zhennan's guess was shattered and he said in disbelief: "But those swordsmanship formulas you recited before should undoubtedly be the master formulas of my Lin family's seventy-two swordsmanships. I don't know these contents!!"
Hong Kang looked at Lin Zhennan and said calmly: "I went to your old house in Xiangyang Lane and found the relics left by Lin Yuantu."
"What?!!"
Lin Zhennan was stunned and then became furious.
"What did you do??"
At this moment, he forgot that Hong Kang's strength was far above him.
Or he stopped thinking about it.
Xiangyang Lane is not only his old house, but also his family's ancestral hall.
The ancestral temple has been patronized. If he still thinks about making money by being friendly, then he is a son of man in vain! !
Hong Kang's fist is released as soon as it is released.
After frightening the impulsive Lin Zhennan, Hong Kang said: "I have read the real "Evil Sword Manual", but I have put the things back in their place."
"But after all, I owe a favor."
Hong Kang took out a booklet from his arms and said: "This "Thirteen Styles of Returning Wind and Dancing Willow Sword" is my unique swordsmanship. Although its power is inferior to the real "Evil Sword Manual", but, It’s much better than the flawed seventy-two sword techniques you’re learning now, just treat it as payment for reading it from Mr. Hong.”
After saying that, he threw the booklet away.
Lin Zhennan reached out to take it, looked down at the handwriting and the brand-new scent of ink, and immediately knew it was newly written.
He had mixed feelings in his heart.
Logically speaking, what Hong Kang did was unethical.
But as the saying goes, "Great martial arts deceives the truth", what can you do if someone else's martial arts is high?
Moreover, even if Hong Kang didn't say it, he didn't know it.
He came here specially to inform me, and he also left behind his own unique swordsmanship. To a certain extent, he was aboveboard! !
"flood……"
Lin Zhennan raised his head and was about to speak, but found that the young man in black had long since disappeared.
"Madam, where are the others?"
Mrs. Wang said: "After giving you this booklet, I left."
"I think you were immersed in this booklet, sir, so I didn't bother you."
Lin Zhennan sighed: "He comes without a trace and leaves without a trace. Is this a first-rate figure in the world?!"
He originally thought that his martial arts skills had few rivals in the world, and the [Fuwei Escort Agency] was booming under his hands, with business covering the five southern provinces. Although he was usually friendly, he felt quite contented.
But this time he was provoked by Hong Kang, which made him realize the reality immediately.
In this arena, in the final analysis, it comes down to who has the biggest fist and who has the highest ability!
If he had his grandfather's martial arts skills, would Hong Kang still be so unscrupulous today? ?
Mrs. Wang walked to the rockery stone, but found that she could not pull out the golden knife by herself.
"Master, stop standing here and come help!"
Lin Zhennan was shocked again when he saw this.
He suddenly remembered what Hong Kang said that the seventy-two sword techniques he practiced were flawed.
There was something in his heart: "Madam, I'll go out for a while, and you can just ask the people in the house to help."
After saying that, he strode away regardless of Mrs. Wang's call behind him.
Lin Zhennan hurried to Xiangyang Lane.
At this time, he put aside the ancestral will that "you should not look through the ancestral relics in the old house on Xiangyang Lane".
After entering the Buddhist hall and finding the location of the package, Lin Zhennan was speechless when he saw that the package was brand new and clean.
As soon as he opened it, the opening eight words suddenly exploded like thunder, making Lin Zhennan panic-stricken, burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
"If you want to practice magical skills, bring your sword from the palace..."
Lin Zhennan closed it with a snap, his heart beating violently.
"How can it be……??"
A dry sound came from his throat.
"Could it be that...this is the real secret of the "Evil Sword Manual"..."
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind.
"My grandfather once relied on the [Evil Sword Technique] to defeat invincible opponents in the world. Could it be that..."
After thinking about this, Lin Zhennan didn't dare to think about it any more.
Firstly, he is disrespectful to his ancestors; secondly, if his guess is true, then the bloodline between him and his grandfather...
"No one can know about this matter. This thing, especially, must not be seen by Ping Zhi."
Lin Zhennan took out the fire certificate.
One blow,
"Crack" ignited the tongue of fire...
