Gu Zhenbao, dressed in tight clothes, appeared in front of Zeng Xiaoyu with Ling Fei and Ling Li, holding a sword weighing less than two pounds in his hand.

Zeng Xiaoyu met Ling Fei and Ling Li's shiny eyes, smiled and nodded. The two children's faces were flushed with excitement, and each of them held a small sword in their hands. They wanted to talk, but because of the presence of the eldest young master, they held back.

Gu Zhenbao looked at the inseparable dog-beating stick in his hand and laughed out loud, "You still have this broken stick? Today I will let you see the Meng family's sword technique!" As he said that, he pointed the sword across his chest and pointed at him, "Look at the move!"

Meng Family Sword Technique? Zeng Xiaoyu saw him lifting his sword in a good manner, which looked like a little, but it was still too tender for him. When the sword was two feet away from him, he took a step forward and kicked his legs sideways. With a sound of noise, the sword in Gu Zhenbao's hand flew into the sky.

Gu Zhenbao was stunned.

Mu Wei flashed and grabbed his side, and took the fallen sword and handed it back to him, "Young Master, you haven't just learned swordsmanship for a long time, so you are not his opponent."

Gu Zhenbao snatched the sword and snorted, "Zeng Xiaoyu, wait, I'll ask my master to deal with you! Master...!"

He opened his throat and shouted loudly, only a clear voice came from the former house, "What's the matter!"

When the voice came, a middle-aged man in a robe appeared beside Gu Zhenbao, "Young Master, what are the instructions?"

Gu Zhenbao pointed at Zeng Xiaoyu, "Teaching him a lesson for me!"

The man glanced at Zeng Xiaoyu and clasped his fists and said, "In Meng Buyi in Xiazhongzhou, I dare to ask the little brother..."

"I'm talking nonsense, fuck him!" Gu Zhenbao urged gritted his teeth.

"Young master, don't worry, let's take action now!" Meng Buyi's face sank and pulled out a snake-shaped sword from behind and pointed it at Zeng Xiaoyu, "The second generation successor of the Meng Family Sword, I'll ask you for advice!"

Zeng Xiaoyu looked at the strange-shaped sword in his hand curiously and asked, "How heavy is your sword?"

Meng Buyi said proudly, "Fifty pounds!"

"Fifty kilograms?" Before Zeng Xiaoyu could speak, Mu Wei spoke, "Why do I think it's more than ten kilograms? I'll give you a few tricks?"

Meng Buyi laughed and said, "Meng's sword hits men but not women. I'm sorry, girl, I can't attack you."

"Is that true?" Mu Wei's eyebrows moved, and the sword pierced out like lightning, hitting Meng Buyi's left chest.

Meng Buyi changed his color and said, "Please respect yourself, girl!" As he said, he raised his sword to block it. The two swords intersected, and Mu Wei changed his stab to a sting. With a bang, Meng Buyi's sword escaped, and turned around Mu Wei's sword a few times, and in the blink of an eye it came into her hand.

Mu Wei took the sword and looked at it, laughing, "What you said is really good, it is indeed fifty kilograms." She said as she handed the sword to Zeng Xiaoyu. Zeng Xiaoyu took it and took a look. She saw that the sword had three words "fifty kilograms" engraved. After weighing it, I was afraid that there was not even ten kilograms. Haha, she said, "It's not bad, it's really fifty kilograms, I'll give it to you!"

He raised his hand and threw the sword to Meng Buyi. Meng Buyi took the sword in his hand and said a little embarrassedly, "Is it still comparable?"

Zeng Xiaoyu looked at him with a smile, "What do you think?"

Meng Buyi looked at Gu Zhenbao with embarrassment, "Young Master, I think... forget it. Since he is the Zeng Xiaoyu you mentioned, that is, the husband of the second lady, they are all a family..."

"I have nothing to do with that person. Whether he dies or lives has nothing to do with me!" Gu Xiaoyu's cold voice came from the door. Meng Buyi said with a dry laugh, "Miss Second Miss is joking."

But Gu Zhenbao didn't care about that much, stared at Meng Buyi and asked, "Master, your sword really weighs fifty pounds?"

Meng Buyi said, "Of course! It says it, don't you see it all?"

Gu Zhenbao's eyes flashed, "Sister Xiaowei used a ten-pound sword. Your fifty-pound sword was so easy to pick by her. You can't... lie, are you?"

Meng Buyi's face turned red and he said unhappily, "Young Master, you can doubt my character, but please respect the Meng Family Sword!"

Gu Zhenbao curled his lips and said, "Bad Meng Jiajian, even Xiaowei sister can't beat her. Get out of here, I don't want you to be my master anymore!"

Meng Buyi said anxiously, "Young Master, how can you say that to me? I am recommended to Miss Chaoyang, and Miss II is appointed as a master for you. Without Miss II, I will not leave."

"Is that true?" Gu Zhenbao smiled coldly and said loudly, "Second sister, please let him go!"

With a creak, the door opened, and Gu Xiaoyu, who had changed into a cloth dress, walked out accompanied by Meiqing, "Baoer, don't mess around. Can the person recommended by Mr. Chaoyang be wrong? Just follow Master Meng to study hard."

"I don't!" Gu Zhenbao said in a voice, "I want to learn kung fu from the strongest person! Even if it is not the strongest, at least I have to beat Zeng Xiaoyu!"

Gu Xiaoyu didn't even look at Zeng Xiaoyu, and said softly, "Baoer, listen to my sister's words, it is very important to lay a solid foundation at the beginning of everything. Go back and work hard!"

But Gu Zhenbao was very persistent and said to Meng Buyi, "If you can't beat Zeng Xiaoyu, I won't learn from you if I die."

Meng Buyi said in a difficult situation, "Miss. Second Miss, I am Gu Nian's sword without eyes. If I hurt anyone, it will be difficult."

Zeng Xiaoyu was upset when he saw Meng Buyi looking at Gu Xiaoyu, his eyes were glittering. He handed the dog-beating stick to Gu Zhenbao, "Zhenbao, use your sword for me."

Gu Zhenbao was stunned, took the dog-beating stick, and handed him his sword.

Zeng Xiaoyu took the sword in his hand and pointed at Meng Buyi, "Come on, the second generation successor of the Meng Family Sword."

He originally wanted to borrow Mu Wei's sword, but he didn't use the sword for a long time. He was not sure if he could take the ten-pound sword. In fact, he had seen through it. He could not use any clever moves to deal with the so-called second-generation successor of the Meng Family Sword. Gu Zhenbao's small sword was enough.

Meng Buyi's face changed slightly, "If you have a stick, you don't have to use children's things. You can insult me, but you can't insult Meng's sword!"

Zeng Xiaoyu smiled, "I don't want to insult anyone, do you compare or not?"

Gu Xiaoyu said coldly, "Mr. Meng, since someone wants to ask for trouble, you don't have to be polite."

"Yes!" Meng Buyi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he bowed deeply to Gu Xiaoyu, "Buyi follows the instructions of the second lady!"

He clasped his fists and held the sword backwards. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped back. The sword pierced out of his armpit and headed straight for Zeng Xiaoyu's left shoulder.

A sneak attack?

Zeng Xiaoyu wanted to play with him for a few more times, but he didn't expect that he would use such a secret move. His brows froze and dodge his sword to the left, and lifted his leg and kicked him on the bend of his leg.

Meng Buyi failed with a blow, and before he could turn around, he was already hit by a calf. He knelt down with a plop. When he thought of getting up, there was already a cold sword on his neck.

Zeng Xiaoyu asked coldly, "The second generation successor, sneak attacking and using a secret move, isn't this an insult to your family's swordsmanship?"
Chapter completed!