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Seeing that Chen Feifei was so young and dressed so casually, the foreigner didn't seem to take him very seriously, and asked, "Then shall we fight with bare hands, or with weapons?"

"It's all right." Chen Feifei's attitude was not arrogant, but rather confident.

When the scholar saw another challenger, he naturally took a few more glances at Chen Feifei, thinking that this person was about the same age as him, and the foreigner was about thirty years old. If they really fought, the foreigner would probably win.So, he hurriedly said: "It's enough for the two of you to compete in boxing and kicking. Swords have no eyes, and they will only hurt harmony."

Chen Feifan smiled at him, and then said to the stranger: "Then let's fight with weapons."

"Okay." The foreigner nodded his head, and as soon as he pulled out the long knife in his hand, the shining knife was in front of his eyes.

Chen Feifan also pulled out the sword at the same time, and the people around suddenly exclaimed. It was the first time they had seen a headless and weird sword.

"Friend, your sword..." The foreigner didn't know what to say for a while, it was the first time in his life that he saw such an opponent, he was afraid that the opponent was a lunatic, then it wouldn't be good to fight, and it wouldn't be good if he didn't fight .

Chen Feifan remained calm, and replied with a smile: "There is no sword head, I know. I am not crazy, this is the strangeness of this sword. My friend, this Lieyang Dao will probably be mine .”

"Come on. You'll know after a comparison." The foreigner didn't say any more, and rushed over with a knife.

The scholar at the side saw that the two were really facing each other with swords and swords, and hurriedly said loudly: "Two be careful, click as far as you can, so as not to hurt the peace."

Seeing that the opponent attacked first, Chen Feifei simply stood still, waiting for the opponent's attack.He watched the previous martial arts competitions carefully. In his opinion, this foreigner just knows some martial arts and sword skills, so he doesn't need to be too serious.

Sure enough, the opponent's long knife struck, not in a hurry, without the slightest power, and full of flaws.Chen Feifei hurriedly sent the long sword under the opponent's long sword, and then swung it upwards, blocking the man's first attack.

The foreigner was startled, and quickly took a few steps back. This time, his speed of drawing the knife was much faster than before, but in Chen Feifan's eyes, it was still a bit slow.

If he knocked down the opponent in just a few hits, he was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble. Thinking about it, Chen Feihua slowed down his movements a little, just enough to resist the opponent's long knife.This back and forth, after a few rounds, it seemed a bit evenly matched, and the spectators around applauded.

The foreigner also fought more and more courageously, but it made Chen Feifei feel a little bit bitter, so he had no choice but to abandon all sword techniques and use Fan Tiangu's Wuxin sword technique instead.

After more than ten rounds of fighting between the two, Chen Feifei felt that it was almost done, so he stabbed with his sword. It was chopped down below.According to common sense, if the blade of the sword cuts the back of the knife, that is to hit the stone with the egg. This kind of unreasonable practice surprised everyone around.

The foreigner hadn't recovered from his astonishment when Chen Feifei pressed his sword against his neck.

"Concession!" Chen Feifei smiled and put the sword away.

Although the foreigner was unwilling, he still put on a smile and replied: "You are the one who is superior, and I lost."

Now that he lost, the foreigner stopped staying, took his knife and bag, hurried out of the crowd, and drifted away without looking back.

Such martial arts, such wanderers, how many are there in this Jianghu?Chen Feifei didn't know.He really wanted to know, if there were enough of these wanderers, plus those famous and decent families, would the Dark Wind Alliance be nothing to fear?

Chen Feifei was stunned for a while, seeing no one around to challenge him, the scholar handed him the knife.It seemed that there was nothing good to watch, and the surrounding villagers also dispersed, going about their business.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll leave with the knife?" Chen Feifan asked with a smile, and took the Lieyang Knife with both hands, feeling a little heavy in his hands. He pulled out the scabbard, and looked at the blade. With some weird textures.He tried to look at it the way he felt the sword, and found that he could actually see the fiery red hidden in the sword. This is indeed a good sword.

The scholar replied with a shy smile, "You can trust me. I don't know what to call the young man?"

"My surname is Chen." Chen Feifei replied while playing with Lieyang Dao.

"Although Xiaosheng doesn't know martial arts, he can see that Chen Shaoxia is extraordinary. Xiaosheng hopes that Shaoxia can treat this knife well."

"Definitely." Chen Feifei nodded, and seeing that the people around him dispersed, he pulled the scholar to a corner, took out two taels of gold from his bag and handed it to him.

The scholar looked at it, waved his hand and said: "Chen Shaoxia, this can't be done, Xiaosheng only needs eight taels of silver."

"In my opinion, your knife is indeed more than eight taels of silver. It's not a bad thing to have more money, let's go."

"Young man, this is not acceptable, it breaks the rules." The scholar refused.

It was also when Chen Feifei saw him selling knives to heal his mother that he was filled with filial piety, so he suddenly became kind.Seeing this, he hurriedly smiled and said, "I only gave you two taels of gold because of your filial piety."

"But this... is too much. Xiaosheng, you deserve it."

Chen Feifan deliberately turned his face and said: "Hurry up and accept it, it will be bad if someone sees it."

The scholar couldn't resist him, so he hid two taels of gold in his arms, and hurriedly saluted: "What should I do? Xiaosheng's surname is single, I hope you will remember it, and I will repay it every day."

Hearing this, Chen Feifei smiled and said, "I am Chen Feifei, besides studying, what else do you do?"

"This..." The scholar thought for a long time, then shook his head and replied: "Forgive me for being stupid, I don't seem to know anything except reading. However, I can chop wood for cooking and decoct medicine."

As soon as he said this, Chen Feifei laughed loudly, and then continued: "I will make good use of this precious sword. If you come to me someday, you can go to Danyunju in Xinglong Town and report my name, and it will naturally come to me." Someone entertains you."

"Definitely, definitely." The scholar nodded, not knowing what to say.

Chen Feifan patted him on the shoulder with a smile, turned around and left.Seeing him leaving, the scholar ran away in a hurry, for fear of delaying his mother's illness.Originally, Chen Feifei had no intention of making friends with this kind of nerd, but he felt that keeping him with Han Lin and Ke Qi might be useful, so he might as well give it a try.

A few days later, Chen Feifei came to Sifang Town on horseback. He planned to stay here for a day, and then went to Woniu Mountain to discuss with the brothers what to do next.

Chen Feifei rode a horse and wandered slowly in the street. Suddenly, a man dressed in casual clothes came up to him, stood still in front of him and said, "Mr. Chen, my son invites you to the Wangde Teahouse opposite to catch up on the old days."

"Your son?" This person looked so strange, Chen Feifan thought he might have misunderstood the person, but then he thought that he knew his last name, and thought that someone knew him, but he couldn't guess who it was.

The servant grinned and said, "My son is a cold-faced son."

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