Chapter 933
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Chapter 933 Educating the Next Generation
Fang Yu returned the box, indicating he was very dissatisfied.
Could it be… that Lin family’s attempt to establish a connection would end in failure again?
If that were the case, future opportunities would become even more remote.
After all, this time he had brought out his most precious family heirloom.
“Mr. Fang, whatever you want, I can try my best to provide…” Lin Zhengxiong said reluctantly.
Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong, raised an eyebrow, and said: “In the future, don’t casually take out things left by your ancestors, especially not to trade them for a favor…”
“If your ancestors knew about this, they would probably be so angry they’d cough up blood.”
Lin Zhengxiong’s expression changed, and he respectfully said: “Sir Fang, it’s precisely because of your arrival that I brought out the treasure left by our ancestors. For anyone else, we absolutely would not…”
“Enough, put the item away and sit down. Let’s have a proper talk,” Fang Yu said.
Lin Zhengxiong was stunned for a moment, then became overjoyed!
The meaning of Fang Yu’s words… was that he was willing to establish a connection with the Lin family!
…
Five minutes later, Lin Zhengxiong and Lin Zhilan sat across from Fang Yu and Ye Shengxue.
Lin Zhengxiong sat upright, his face respectful.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhilan kept her head down, lost in thought.
“You’ve come to find me twice, so you must have something you want my help with? Don’t beat around the bush, just say it directly,” Fang Yu said.
Hearing Fang Yu’s words, Lin Zhengxiong’s expression changed.
After the Wang family incident, Fang Yu’s prestige and influence in North Capital had surpassed even the eight great families.
The Wang family had declined, and the other families all had a chance to rise to the top.
Lin Zhengxiong had visited Fang Yu twice, but in reality, he didn’t have any specific matter he wanted Fang Yu’s help with.
He just wanted to establish a connection with Fang Yu and then let this news spread.
This way, the Lin family’s prestige would receive an invisible boost, securing their position as the number one family.
Therefore, faced with Fang Yu’s inquiry, Lin Zhengxiong truly didn’t know how to respond.
Moreover, he felt that Fang Yu’s question was a test.
“Go ahead and say it,” Fang Yu took a sip of tea, frowned as he looked at Lin Zhengxiong, and spoke again.
After all, the Lin family was Lin Batian’s bloodline.
As an old friend, it wouldn’t be unreasonable for Fang Yu to help them.
“…Today I simply wanted to establish a connection with a remarkable person like Sir Fang, with no other intentions,” Lin Zhengxiong said righteously after contemplating for a long time. “Sir Fang’s willingness to come to our Lin family for tea is already a great honor. I dare not make any other requests.”
Fang Yu took a deep breath and frowned: “Your overly diplomatic personality is nothing like your ancestor’s.”
Lin Zhengxiong’s expression subtly changed, not knowing how to respond.
“Family Head Lin, since Mr. Fang has asked about your request, please state it honestly,” Ye Shengxue glanced at Fang Yu and spoke softly.
“Sir Fang, Miss Ye, please believe that I am not an ungrateful person and truly have no other intentions,” Lin Zhengxiong said firmly. “I invited Sir Fang here today just to have you appreciate our family heirloom and enjoy some tea…”
Ye Shengxue showed a helpless expression and glanced at Fang Yu.
Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong and suddenly smiled.
“I certainly believe you. Let’s leave it at that. Take your time to think about what you might need my help with,” Fang Yu said, finishing his tea in one gulp and standing up.
Ye Shengxue stood up as well.
At this moment, Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhilan, who had been keeping her head down, and said: “Didn’t your daughter want to discuss swordsmanship with me? I have time now, let’s do it.”
Hearing this, before Lin Zhengxiong could react, Lin Zhilan suddenly stood up.
“Come, let’s go to the martial arena,” Lin Zhilan said, looking at Fang Yu.
“Good,” Fang Yu nodded.
Lin Zhengxiong hesitated for two seconds, his expression changing as he stood up and said: “Wait!”
“What’s wrong?” Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong.
“Sir Fang… given your status, how could my daughter be qualified to discuss swordsmanship with you? You needn’t bother with her…” Lin Zhengxiong said.
“I wish you wouldn’t be so long-winded,” Fang Yu frowned.
Lin Zhengxiong’s expression changed, and he dared not speak further.
But in reality, he was secretly delighted!
Today’s outcome had already exceeded his expectations.
…
A few minutes later, at the martial arena.
Fang Yu and Lin Zhilan stood facing each other, about ten meters apart.
For some reason, many Lin family members had suddenly gathered around.
Among these people were both young and middle-aged individuals.
Most gazes were focused on Fang Yu.
The family head had said… this man was the legendary Fang Yu!
The formidable person who had crushed the Wang family with his own power!
They had rushed here to see Fang Yu’s demeanor with their own eyes.
But upon seeing him in person, many were confused.
The legendary Fang Yu… was this young-looking man before them?
He seemed so ordinary.
The aura of his cultivation level seemed to be only at the Qi Refinement stage…
Had the family head… made a mistake?
Fang Yu glanced at the crowd around him, his eyes flickering slightly.
He knew that Lin Zhengxiong had likely leaked the news, inviting the Lin family members to come and watch.
Come to think of it, being observed by Lin Batian’s numerous descendants… felt quite peculiar.
Although these descendants only knew Lin Batian as a name, the blood connection undeniably existed.
Helping educate Lin Batian’s descendants?
It felt quite good.
“Please guide me,” Lin Zhilan drew the sword at her waist again and said.
“You need to give me a sword before I can spar with you,” Fang Yu said.
“You don’t have a sword?” Lin Zhilan frowned and asked.
“I do, but it’s not suitable for use in this kind of setting,” Fang Yu said.
Lin Zhilan turned to look at a middle-aged man in martial attire standing nearby.
This man was named Lin Zhenxi, Lin Zhilan’s uncle and also her swordsmanship mentor.
“Fifth Uncle, can you lend him your sword?” Lin Zhilan asked.
“No problem,” Lin Zhenxi immediately drew the sword at his waist, walked forward, and handed it to Fang Yu.
Looking at Fang Yu up close, Lin Zhenxi’s eyes flickered.
This person… really didn’t seem like the legendary Fang Yu.
But the family head had invited him back, so it couldn’t be such a big mistake.
Let’s wait and see.
“Let’s be clear, we’re only comparing swordsmanship, no use of true qi,” Fang Yu said to Lin Zhilan.
“Come on then,” Lin Zhilan gripped her sword tightly, her eyes resolute.
“Hey, do you think Sister Zhilan can win?”
“If this person is truly the legendary Fang Yu… Zhilan will definitely lose. How could she possibly win?”
“What if he’s not? And even if he is, his swordsmanship might not necessarily be better than Sister Zhilan’s… Sister Zhilan is a sword fanatic who has studied swordsmanship since childhood. There are few people in all of North Capital who can compare to her in pure swordsmanship.”
In the watching crowd, two young disciples discussed quietly.
“You may begin,” Lin Zhenxi said at this moment.
Lin Zhilan gripped her sword tightly and charged swiftly toward Fang Yu.
Proud Cloud Sword Technique, First Form: Sky Dance Double Rotation!
Lin Zhilan’s blade slashed toward Fang Yu’s left side, while her footwork continued without pause, appearing ghost-like on the other side to deliver another strike.
This way, one sword created two sword shadows, appearing on both sides of Fang Yu’s body.
Fang Yu remained composed, stepping back while holding his sword horizontally, quickly thrusting left and right.
“Clang!”
Both sword shadows were blocked.
At this moment, Lin Zhilan had already lowered her blade, swinging it toward Fang Yu’s legs.
Fang Yu, as if anticipating Lin Zhilan’s move, had already pointed his blade downward, blocking this strike.
“Clang!”
Following this, Lin Zhilan began the complete seven forms of the Proud Cloud Sword Technique.
Amidst the flashing sword shadows, Fang Yu barely moved, perfectly neutralizing each attack with just his sword.
The more Lin Zhilan attacked, the more agitated she became.
Each of her strikes seemed to be anticipated by Fang Yu, who defended a step ahead.
Therefore, she couldn’t break through his defense at all!
At this moment, Fang Yu suddenly shifted from defense to offense, actively raising his blade and pointing forward.
Lin Zhilan’s expression changed slightly as she tried to raise her sword in defense.
But Fang Yu’s speed was far superior to hers. Before she could raise her hand, the sharp blade was already at her snow-white neck.
Lin Zhilan immediately stopped moving.
She had lost.
