Ten Thousand Sword Masters

"That's enough! That's enough!"

Upon seeing Zhang Jianyun suddenly throw a punch, Zhou Wei hurriedly exclaimed in surprise.

call!

Zhang Jianyun immediately stopped his fist, which was only a finger's width away from Zhou Wei's face.

Zhang Jianyun stopped punching, and Zhou Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief, but sweat continued to pour down his face.

Sun Dang and Gan Qiang were both shocked to see this.

"Zhang Jianyun has only been here for a few days, yet even Zhou Wei is no match for him."

"Even if he consumes the Frost Blossom Fruit and gains thirty years of power, he still cannot completely suppress Zhou Wei, since Zhou Wei also consumed a Frost Blossom Fruit."

"Could Zhang Jianyun have other opportunities?"

"Zhang Jianyun and Liu Fei are close, and Liu Fei has also consumed a Frost Blossom Fruit, so his strength is probably on par with Zhou Wei's. You and I have often teased Liu Fei in the past, so things might not be so easy for him in the future."

"What are we going to do, Brother Sun? Zhang Jianyun is already this strong, and if we add Liu Fei on top of that, we'll be completely suppressed and never have a chance to rise up."

"Hmph, even a clay figure has some temper. If Liu Fei really bullies you and me too much, I'll fight him to the death."

On the martial arts stage, Zhou Wei, who had regained his composure, looked at Zhang Jianyun with lingering fear: "Brother Zhang, you are about to develop your own style of fist fighting. Your fist fighting style is full of killing intent. I have been in Cangxi Pavilion for so long, and I have never seen anyone with such killing intent as you. People who don't know you might think you are a ruthless person who has walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

"Haha, although my brother didn't fight his way out of a mountain of corpses, he's no pushover either. Anyone who dares to mess with my brother should be prepared to be wiped out." Liu Fei jumped onto the martial arts stage and said with a loud laugh.

Upon hearing Liu Fei's voice from a distance, Sun Dangganqiang's face twitched involuntarily.

"Jianyun, spend the next two days familiarizing yourself with the first six moves of the Falling Phoenix Fist. Once you've developed your own style of fist fighting, I'll teach you a set of sword techniques," Liu Fei said.

"Brother Zhang, the Falling Phoenix Fist becomes extremely difficult to master from the seventh move onwards. I've practiced it for so many years and still haven't made a breakthrough. Once you've mastered the first six moves, you can put this set of fist techniques aside for a while," Zhou Wei said, following Liu Fei's words.

"I'll listen to you. After I'm familiar with the first six moves of the Falling Phoenix Fist, I'll learn swordsmanship from Liu Fei. By the way, what swordsmanship are you planning to teach me?" Zhang Jianyun asked Liu Fei curiously.

"Of course, it's the Crimson Flame Blade that every armored soldier knows. Don't think that this sword technique is easy to learn just because it's common. It took me more than half a year to master this sword technique," Liu Fei said.

Zhou Wei, who was standing to the side, laughed upon hearing this: "Brother Zhang should be able to get the hang of it soon. The reason why the Crimson Flame Blade is difficult to master is that it requires the practitioner to have a certain killing intent. Generally, people who are just starting out in martial arts do not have much killing intent, but Brother Zhang, your killing intent has far exceeded the requirements of the Crimson Flame Blade."

"That's true. Then I'll wait and see how long it takes you to master the Crimson Flame Blade," Liu Fei said expectantly.

"I promise you won't be disappointed."

Afterwards, under Zhou Wei's guidance, I practiced the first six moves of the Falling Phoenix Fist several times, and before I knew it, it was time to get off work.

As soon as they got home, Zhang Song and Cao Fen told Zhang Jianyun about the house and shop addresses they had chosen, wanting to hear his opinion.

"I'm fine with anything, you guys make the decision." Zhang Jianyun said casually, still trusting his parents' judgment.

"Aren't you going to take a look? Don't complain about the location or the room being unattractive later," Cao Fen said in advance.

"No way, you guys have good taste. Once you've got your eye on something, just buy it," Zhang Jianyun said casually.

"Let's not appear anxious. We need to negotiate a good price with the landlord and shop owner," Cao Fen said, her eyes sparkling with intelligence. "By the way, what should we name our shop after we buy it?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Jianyun said, "Let's call it Zhang's Noodles."

"Zhang's Noodles? That's a nice name, I like it." Zhang Song said, taking a puff of his pipe.

"Dad, why are you smoking?" Zhang Jianyun asked curiously when he saw Zhang Song smoking a pipe. He had never seen Zhang Song smoke before.

"I used to smoke when I was young, but after I got married, your mother thought smoking was too expensive and forbade me from smoking anymore. Now that I have some money, I smoke a little less to satisfy my craving, haha~" Zhang Song said happily.

Upon hearing this, Cao Fen glared at Zhang Song unhappily, but did not say anything.

"Dad, I'll let you smoke the best pipe in the future," Zhang Jianyun said jokingly.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm satisfied as long as I get to draw some," Zhang Song said, a bright smile spreading across his face.

"I'll make you some braised pork intestine noodles, try them and see how they taste," Cao Fen said, getting up to cook the noodles.

"We plan to buy a house on Shuixiu Street. Your mother and I went to see that house, and we thought it was nice. It has a courtyard and four rooms, about 260 square meters, and it's right on the street. We plan to buy a shop on Fenghuang Street. That shop has two rooms, about 80 square meters, with the front room as the main hall and the back room as the kitchen," Zhang Song said in detail.

"How much are you asking for for the house and the shop?" Zhang Jianyun asked.

"The house is priced at 1200 taels of silver, and the shop at 400 taels of silver. Actually, the prices aren't high, but your mother wants to negotiate a lower price," Zhang Song said.

"If we buy it at this price, we'll still have 18400 taels of silver left. If you really want to start a cloth shoe business, Father, you can buy another shop," Zhang Jianyun said.

"Forget it, forget it. If the noodle business is good, your mother can't handle it all by herself," Zhang Song said, waving his hand.

"If you're busy, just pay someone to help you," Zhang Jianyun said generously.

"Let me think about it," Zhang Song said, somewhat tempted.

"The noodles are ready, come and get them yourself." Just as the two were chatting, Cao Fen called out loudly from the kitchen, and the two immediately got up and went to the kitchen to get the noodles.

Slurp slurp~

As Zhang Jianyun devoured the fatty intestine noodles, he felt somewhat dazed, as if he hadn't traveled through time and was still on Earth.

"Is the noodle good?" Cao Fen asked expectantly, watching Zhang Song and Zhang Jianyun eat the noodles with gusto.

"It smells delicious and tastes even better," Zhang Song said, taking another bite of noodles.

"It tastes even better than I imagined," Zhang Jianyun praised.

"That's good, that's good," Cao Fen said happily.

Feeling the harmonious family atmosphere before him, Zhang Jianyun suddenly felt a little sentimental.

My parents on Earth, where I was born, must be devastated by my sudden disappearance. Are they living in pain every day now?

Can I ever return to Earth?

In that instant, Zhang Jianyun felt a strong urge to return to Earth and be back with his parents from his previous life.

Can the system help me achieve this wish?