The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 603 - 0: Wind Blade Technique

Tan Yaozong covered his face, not daring to look at Long Fei.

He gave a couple of coughs, took a deep breath, and said to Long Fei, "Brother Long, please don’t overthink this. I’m not familiar with these Dongying people, I just introduced them to you, and they insisted on challenging you. Whether you fight or kill, just don’t involve me in it!"

In front of Long Fei, he was very respectful, yet in his heart, he was waiting to enjoy the show, secretly hoping that Hemao Zhengxiong would beat Long Fei.

Sixth Master Tan was Tan Yaozong’s uncle, and Long Fei had some relations with the old man; he didn’t want to make things too ugly.

He asked Hemao Zhengxiong indifferently, "How do you want to spar?"

Hemao Zhengxiong still used that ancestral technique of theirs, the Wind Blade Technique. With a draw of his long sword, a whistling sound was heard, and it passed over a bottle of Moutai on the table.

His subordinate proudly stepped forward, grabbing the top of the bottle and lifting it.

The Moutai bottle was split in two, with a cut as smooth as if it had been sliced by a laser.

Draw the sword, strike, sheath the sword.

It all happened in one go, in under three seconds.

Tan Yaozong wiped his face, thinking, is this guy only capable of this one move?

Why don’t you greet your enemies with it, what’s so impressive about chopping a liquor bottle?

With his arms crossed, Hemao Zhengxiong looked at Long Fei with pride and said, "See, this is swordsmanship. If you can do this today, I will concede defeat. But if you can’t, then please crawl through his crotch!"

As he spoke, he spread his legs apart and laughed triumphantly with his three junior brothers.

Long Fei smiled faintly, thinking to himself that these little Japanese were just as expected.

Stuck on the island like frogs at the bottom of a well, oblivious to the vastness of the world.

He responded to Hemao Zhengxiong, "Call for another, and if I win, you crawl through my crotch!"

"Baka!"

Four Dongying people, all glaring at Long Fei, shouted together.

Hemao Zhengxiong coldly said, "Huaxia person, aren’t you a bit too arrogant?"

He had thought that with the Wind Blade Technique, he could completely intimidate Long Fei.

He only managed to grasp the profound essence of this sword technique at the age of twenty, considering it unparalleled among his peers.

Long Fei’s words were a sheer insult to him.

They shouted fiercely, but Long Fei remained calm and asked, "What, you afraid to bet?"

Hemao Zhengxiong held back his anger and said, "Fine, as you Huaxia people say, ’A gentleman’s word is as good as his bond.’ I hope you keep your promise!"

He gestured with an inviting hand, motioning his junior brother to hand a long sword to Long Fei.

Long Fei did not take it, but chuckled softly, "Why use a sword to kill!"

He picked up his own teacup and topped it up with tea.

With a sword-finger gesture, he made a sweep over the rim of the cup.

His Essential Qi transformed into a sword, sharp and peerless, as if cutting through tofu, effortlessly passing over the porcelain cup.

Hemao Zhengxiong and the others widened their eyes.

Tan Yaozong was also curious; the cup remained unmoved, the tea inside not spilling a drop, wondering what Long Fei was gesturing at.

"Is that it?"

Hemao Zhengxiong asked with disdain, "Is this your sword technique?"

"Indeed!"

Long Fei smiled faintly, reached out to grasp one half of the cup, lifting it up, and it separated abruptly from the other half.

It was like magic, the tea inside not spilling a drop, perfectly level with the cut surface of the cup.

In the instant the Essential Qi passed through, he had solidified one side of the tea.

It was actually a very simple method, but it looked incredibly shocking, causing everyone in the room to be stunned.

Even Lin Yingying felt nervous at this moment, thinking to herself that Long Fei’s cultivation level was now absurdly monstrous.

Tan Yaozong’s teeth chattered as he stepped forward personally, picked up half of the cup to check it, and then handed it to Hemao Zhengxiong. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

Long Fei lifted the half cup of tea and drank it, signaling to Hemao Zhengxiong, "That half cup of tea is for you. Once you finish it, please fulfill your promise."

He walked out from behind the table and calmly spread his legs apart.

Hemao Zhengxiong’s eyes were bloodshot as he, with all his might, crushed the half cup in his hand into pieces.

Tan Yaozong was secretly delighted, thinking this guy must be gearing up for a real fight.

But to his surprise, Hemao Zhengxiong suddenly dropped to his knees on the ground and even shouted at his juniors behind him, "Crawl!"

The three juniors, looking miserable, knelt down and followed him, crawling underneath Long Fei’s crotch.

Tan Yaozong felt like spitting blood, thinking what the hell is wrong with their characters?

Just a moment ago they were all bluster, and now they’re acting like utter grandchildren.

Lin Yingying couldn’t help but laugh at this sight, thinking that these Dongying people might not be good at other things, but they certainly keep their word.

In modern society, the spirit of the contract is of utmost importance, and on this point, developed societies indeed do it quite well.

Hemao Zhengxiong got up feeling humiliated. Despite the bet, deep inside he still refused to accept his loss to Long Fei.

He challenged Long Fei, "I admit defeat in this round, but do you dare to find a place outside for another match with me?"

Tan Yaozong interjected joyfully, "Yes, yes, this place is too cramped. I’ll find us a better spot, okay?"

This was his family’s restaurant, and it would be his responsibility if bottles and jars were broken during the fight here.

Long Fei had an indifferent attitude. After eating so much, it was a good time for some exercise.

Under the lead of Tan Yaozong, the group left the restaurant and headed to a small square behind it.

This place was originally a communal activity area for nearby residents before the Tan Family cordoned it off for their restaurant to hold wedding ceremonies.

Hemao Zhengxiong and his three juniors stood on one side, while Long Fei and Lin Yingying stood on the other.

Tan Yaozong was in the middle, watching the excitement. His eyes roamed over Lin Yingying’s figure, thinking that Long Fei was too fortunate, having found such a beautiful woman.

Now, he, Young Master Tan, only dealt with vulgar women painted with thick makeup, none of whom had even half the elegance of Lin Yingying.

Long Fei asked Lin Yingying to sit and rest on the wooden chairs behind him, and then, with a gesture of his hand, he signalled to Hemao Zhengxiong, "Let’s begin!"

Hemao Zhengxiong cocked his head and boasted, "Huaxia people, the swordsmanship of the Hemao Family is unmatched in the world. Just now, I was only defeated by your petty tricks. Don’t think you can really defeat me. Let’s make it clear beforehand, if you get seriously injured, you better not call the police."

Long Fei couldn’t help but laugh, "Don’t worry, that situation shouldn’t arise. The one getting seriously injured will only be you."

"Arrogant!"

Hemao Zhengxiong let out a hoarse shout and drew his sword in a swift motion.

The essence of the Wind Blade Technique was fully unleashed by him. The blade’s edge brought forth a wind that cleaved a sword aura a length of a zhang in front of him. Mixed with a whirlwind, it rushed towards Long Fei quickly.

"Daring to act wildly in Huaxia with such a petty trick?"

Long Fei shook his head and chuckled, casually waving his hand and lightly pointing forward.

A wave of water-colored ripples suddenly emerged in front of him, rippling like the surface of water, emitting a bright and gentle glow under the white light of the street lamps.

On the contrary, Hemao Zhengxiong’s sword aura was extremely fierce.

With a clang, it heavily struck the water-colored barrier.

Tan Yaozong clenched his hands, thinking Long Fei was being too showy.

The Dongying brat’s face was flushed, obviously exerting all his strength, while Long Fei just casually pointed, looking as if he hadn’t eaten his fill. This slice would probably cut him in half.

Tan Yaozong, gazing at Lin Yingying, had already decided on the names of their children.

He just waited for Long Fei to die, and then he would make his move.

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