Chapter 266: Sheathing the Sword
Chapter 266: Sheathing the Sword
Lin Zhennan inserted his sword into the weapon rack, took the towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead a few times. Wang put down the food box, stepped forward to take the towel, put it on the copper basin, and told the maid to pour out the water.
"The Lin family's swordsmanship is extraordinary and unconventional. In the Southern Kingdom, I'm afraid there are few rivals."
Lin Zhennan was not overwhelmed by the compliment and said modestly.
"There are so many heroes in the South, I dare not take on this reputation. For example, Mr. Liu San of the Hengshan School, his Huifeng Luoyan swordsmanship is superb. A few years ago, he went to the North to hunt down the Demon Cult elder Wu Lianjiang. There is also the Songfeng swordsmanship of Master Yu of Sichuan West, which is also said to be exquisite. He once defeated the Demon Cult Sihai Hall in Qianzhang Valley. Facing these two heroes, I can only sigh that I am not good enough in learning and have not been able to comprehend even 50% of their ancestors' swordsmanship."
Zhang Yu couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he heard him say 'hunt down the Demon Cult elder Wu Lianjiang'. Lin Zhennan talked about how many heroes there were in the South, and he mentioned Liu Zhengfeng and Yu Canghai, two top figures, which showed that he thought highly of himself.
"I think the chief escort is too modest."
Lin Zhennan looked at Wang, then at the young and handsome Zhang Yu, and remembered that the two of them had just walked out of the corridor one after the other. He couldn't help but feel a bit of the competitive spirit of young people.
After all, seeing his wife having such intimate contact with a young man would make anyone feel uncomfortable, even if there were a thousand reasons. For men, this was one of the few things that could not be rationalized.
"Mr. Zhang, would you be willing to teach me a little about swordsmanship?"
Zhang Yu smiled and said, "My swordsmanship is limited, and I am not from a famous and upright family. I am sure I cannot defeat the Lin family's evil-repelling swordsmanship."
"That night on the Fuwei, Mr. Zhang caught the opponent's sword with two fingers. It can be seen that he is very skilled. Why is he so modest?"
Lin Zhennan looked at the other party, his tone seemed half joking.
Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "My move is called Two Finger Zen, which is like Cheng Yaojin's Three Axe Technique. It's just for show. Once you capture him, you have to capture him. If you fail, he will be stabbed to death, and there will be no room for recovery."
Lin Zhennan smiled and said, "In that case, I am even more curious, can Mr. Zhang's two-finger Zen take over my ancestral sword technique to ward off evil spirits?"
Mrs. Wang was puzzled. In the past, her husband often competed with the escorts in martial arts, but he always stopped at the right time and had fun. But this time, when facing Mr. Zhang, he seemed a little aggressive.
Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "I probably won't be able to catch it. I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed and suffer a loss under the sword of the chief escort."
"It's okay. Mr. Zhang is a distinguished guest of Fuwei Escort Agency. Lin's men know their limits and will stop at the right time. They will never hurt Mr. Zhang."
"This……"
Zhang Yu frowned slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.
Lin Zhennan walked to the weapons rack, took off his sword again, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is unwilling to fight, does he look down on me?
Zhang Yu sighed. He had given in again and again, but Lin Zhennan still refused to give up. He could only play with this old guy.
"Then... please, Chief Escort, draw your sword!"
"Mr. Zhang, please be careful."
Lin Zhennan held the scabbard in his left hand, holding it horizontally in front of him, and flicked his finger towards the short handle. Half of the cold blade flew out of the scabbard. His right hand took advantage of the situation and grabbed the hilt, and the whole long sword instantly slipped out of the scabbard.
"Whoosh!"
Just when the opponent thought it was just a show, the scabbard in his left hand was thrown out quickly and flew towards Zhang Yu's right shoulder.
"Purple Qi is coming from the east!"
At the same time, Lin Zhennan ran out quickly with a long sword in hand and stabbed at his left shoulder.
Lin Zhennan inherited the family sword skills since he was young. In fact, he also found it strange that the 72 moves of the Sword Technique to Exorcise Evils were not coherent when used, and sometimes there seemed to be no connection between the two moves. However, practicing only one of the sword moves was profound and mysterious. He thought that he was not smart enough, so he picked some powerful sword moves, worked ten times harder, and practiced them exclusively.
This move, Purple Air Coming from the East, was originally a mighty and powerful sword technique.
With his understanding, he added some skills of feinting to the east and attacking in the west, and combining the real and the fake. Lin Zhennan also used this sword technique to unexpectedly defeat several masters from Fuzhou Prefecture who were originally on par with him in martial arts. Zhang Yu quickly raised his hand and grabbed the scabbard that came first.
"Humph!"
"This two-finger Zen skill is indeed somewhat strange, but since it is used in a feint, how can it block Lin's sword?"
Lin Zhennan smiled confidently and secretly glanced at his wife. The tip of the sword was only three feet away from Zhang Yu, but the other party was still standing there in a daze, holding the scabbard in his hand, like a fool.
Mrs. Wang was standing by and nodded slightly.
"Mr. Zhang's 'Two Finger Zen' skill can be used to catch a blade with bare hands, which is indeed amazing, but the Purple Air Coming from the East move used by my husband can just counter it. With the intentional plan, the outcome of this fight is already decided."
"Boom!"
However, the next second, there was only astonishment on Lin Zhennan and his wife's faces.
Zhang Yu held the scabbard in his hand and stood there, seemingly helpless.
The tip of the sword that Lin Zhennan thrust out seemed to be out of control and deviated three inches to the left. The cold blade just entered the scabbard. With a "swish", the cold light disappeared. The sword that was thrust with so much effort and seemed to be a sure win became a joke.
"The Exorcist Sword Technique is extraordinary and I have no way to deal with it. Fortunately, the chief escort showed mercy at the last moment and sheathed the sword, saving some face for me."
Zhang Yu smiled and let go of his hand, took two steps back and complimented Lin Zhennan again. In his heart, he felt a bit helpless, like a grandfather who played with his grandson and had to make his grandson happy after winning.
"The master and Mr. Zhang fought to a draw, which is good. It not only tests their skills, but also does not hurt the harmony between them. With two of them, the Fuwei Escort Agency will have more face in the martial arts world."
Mrs. Wang hurried out to smooth things over. She came from a famous family in the Central Plains and had been with Wang Yuanba since childhood. She had seen many more masters than Lin Zhennan and had truly experienced that there are always people better than you in the world.
Although she didn't know what method Zhang Yu used to change the trajectory of her husband's sword, making it seem as if he had sheathed the sword on his own initiative, but since the other party gave her face and didn't say it, she and her husband could only keep it to themselves.
In the escort business, all that matters is face.
When you are a bodyguard in the world, you can only get things done smoothly if your friends in all the mountains and rivers give you face.
Therefore, the golden signboard of Fuwei Escort Agency can only be kept shining, and the Lin family's evil-repelling sword technique can only remain majestic.
But if you wear some masks for too long, it's easy to deceive yourself.
Zhang Yu took the initiative to say some nice words, then made an excuse that he had something to do and left.
"Mr. Zhang, take care!"
Lin Zhennan looked gloomy as he looked at the young man's back and slowly sat down in front of the stone table.
"Master, I made you some chicken soup with ginseng and deer antlers. It's the best way to nourish your body. Come and have a taste."
Seeing Lin Zhennan's unhappy expression, Wang wanted to change the subject and quickly opened the food box on the stone table, which was originally the soup for Lin Pingzhi.
It was only after she opened the wooden lid that she discovered that most of the chicken soup inside had been spilled, and the box was in a mess.
Lin Zhennan glanced at the half bowl of chicken soup, and thought of his wife and Zhang Liyu, who came over one after another, and suddenly his mind began to wander.
After a moment, he sneered.
"Winning is winning. I just lost one move. Why should I pretend?"
(End of this chapter)