557 Venture Capital

557 Venture Capital

"Contest?"

While eating the steak, Li Fan looked at Dong Ye who was sitting in front of him.

"Yes, this is the best choice I have won for you."

Dong Ye shrugged his shoulders and said so.

"I have to thank you, you gave me one more chance to fight."

"You're welcome, I know you like it."

"Fuck, can't you hear the sarcasm?"

"Trust me, I'm tired of hearing this kind of sarcasm."

Dong Ye picked up the red wine on Li Fan's table, "Look at you, how happy your life is. While I was arguing with those idiots, you were eating and drinking here."

"I have my business, you have yours."

Li Fan ate a piece of steak, "I want to fight, no problem, who and how many?"

"Dragon Hall twelve saints, six masters."

Dong Ye made a gesture of six.

"You are only so small, you Longtang are so polite."

"Don't be ridiculous, they want ten people to go together."

Dong Ye rolled his eyes, "I know how much effort I put in to help you get six people, and they went up one by one."

"Wheel battle, it's really good, it's good to kill me."

Li Fan nodded, "Then I'll eat more steak, so that I won't lose my energy when I get there."

"Stop it."

Dong Ye pointed to Li Fan's trouser pocket, "You have hidden the medicine that can replenish your true energy, I can see it."

"You have really nice eyes."

This time it was Li Fan's turn to roll his eyes.

"In short, defeat them and you will be acquitted."

Dong Ye explained, "If you fail... I told you, you should remember."

"To be honest, your condition really makes people quite speechless."

Li Fan couldn't help but spit out, "An ordinary person, who would accept such a condition."

Dong Ye was very helpless, "I also have my own difficulties, brother."

"Okay, seeing that you entertained me with delicious food and drink for a few days, I won't make things difficult for you."

Li Fan put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth, "When is the martial arts competition?"

"It will be arranged tomorrow. I will help you take care of everything. Don't worry."

As Dong Ye said, he took a heavy wooden box from Feng Xing and placed it on Li Fan's desk.

"What's this?"

"A treasured sword passed down in the family."

Dong Ye lightly stroked the box, "The sword is given to the hero, I want to give it to you."

"I appreciate the kindness, but first, I'm not good at swordsmanship, and second, I already have a sword."

As he said that, Li Fan pulled out a dagger from behind his waist, stretched out his hand and swung it, and the dagger was immediately stretched and turned into a treasured sword in his hand.

Afterwards, Li Fan shook again, the hilt of the sword was elongated, and the blade was shortened, turning into a spear!

"Brother Li is really creative..."

Dong Ye praised, "It's a creative sword, but my sword is also very good. It's called 'Hero', and it was the sword of my ancestor Liu Jinchan back then."

"ha?"

Li Fan was taken aback at the time, "Fuck me, Liu Jinchan's saber?"

"Brother Dong, you... are too precious."

"I gave you this sword on behalf of Jia Luo."

When Dong Ye said this, the corners of his eyes were slightly red. As the saying goes, a man does not flick his tears lightly, even if he is sad, he will bear it in his heart.

"Although Jia Luo died in your hands...but you gave him the death method of a real fighter. So, thank you."

Li Fan was somewhat surprised. This Dong Ye was not from the Jianghu, but he even had the integrity of a Jianghu person.

Fighters are some very strange people. Li Fan was in it, so he naturally got their temper. For them, martial arts competition is better than everything, and martial soul is higher than life!

"Take it away, it's in my hands, and it's useless. In your hands, my brother, maybe it can reappear the glory that was in the hands of my ancestor that day."

It is impossible to say that you are not interested or that you do not have a cold.

The things Liu Jinchan used are really fascinating. Li Fan can even imagine that if this thing spreads to the rivers and lakes, there will probably be many people who will cause a bloodbath for it!

Li Fan opened the wooden box and looked at the sword carefully. On one side of the sword's breech was printed a gold seal script, "英", and "xiong".

This sword is somewhat similar to the Han sword, the scabbard is sewn with black crocodile skin, and the end is inlaid with a golden animal head.

The hilt is also black, and the tsuba is golden yellow, which also looks like a beast.

Li Fan touched the sword, as if he could feel the sword's intent vibrating.

The sword, Li Fan immediately remembered the Four Elephant Sword that was snatched by Liu Zhu from the Demon Cult! That sword is indeed a magical weapon, it can condense the sword energy into four images, and it is really domineering.

And this heroic sword has its own sword energy, just looking at it, you can feel a kind of sharpness, which is really rare.

"Can Liu Jinchan know swordsmanship?"

"The ancestor is indeed outstanding in fists and feet, but he also knows how to use swordsmanship."

Dong Ye said, motioning to Li Fan to draw out the sword.

With a clatter, Li Fan drew out his sword, and the blade released a brilliance, which was really amazing.

And on the body of the sword, a row of small characters are engraved.

"This is……"

"This is a sword technique created by the ancestor, called "Slaying God"."

Dong Ye laughed, "The patriarch is quite unruly in nature, this move "Slaying the God" was created by him before his death. What he meant was that he met a real master, so that "Slaying the God" would be great. Shine brightly. It's a pity that until his death, he failed to realize his wish. This trick has never been born."

Li Fan was surprised!

This Liu Jinchan actually hid a killer trick? Before he had time to thank Dong Ye, he looked at the row of small characters eagerly!

Liu Jinchan is also really wild, he even named his sword technique "Slaying God", he has the aura of being the best in the world!

"This sword technique is your ancestor's box-pressing stunt, so you just gave it to me, okay?"

Li Fan couldn't help asking.

"Swords can be given to heroes, let alone this sword technique."

Dong Ye patted Li Fan's arm, "Don't forget, you're going to fight for six rounds in a row! This thing, brother, I'm going to insure you. Only if you go out safe and sound can I live up to the oath I made."

"Oh, how embarrassing that is."

"Okay, then I won't force my brother."

"No, no, I just like others to force me."

Li Fan was cheeky and put away the sword.

"As the saying goes, don't hit the gift giver. Since Brother Dong is so polite, I can't be vague. I accept your favor, and I will definitely repay it in the future."

"Okay, then I won't bother you to rest, Feng Xing, let's go."

Dong Ye came and went freely, turned around and left. Feng Xing went out with him, but his expression was always full of doubts.

"I see what you mean, I'm investing."

Dong Ye was wearing a wide robe today, with his hands folded in the sleeves, and he said with a smile, "This person will be like the ancestor in the future. What I do today will be my capital in the future."