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Chapter 276 Hematemesis
wow~
The sound of bamboo falling surprised everyone.

Cutting down eight bamboos with one knife?

Looking at the eight fractures of the bamboo props, all the guests in the audience were stunned.

The crowd immediately burst into thunderous applause.

"He can cut off eight bamboos with one knife??"

"Who is this person? Why have I never seen it before?"

"It sounds like the name should belong to the country of Hua."

"Didn't this person say that he has never learned swordsmanship? Could it be that he deliberately tricked us."

Seeing the situation on the field, the audience in the audience talked one after another.

Zhou Chen didn't think about it so much at the moment, he just saw that he cut off one more than the man next to him, and he was very satisfied.

Of course he didn't know the identity of the other party.

If he knew that the opponent was a Japanese kendo master, he would definitely be shocked by his kendo talent.

People who don't understand swordsmanship in the audience only think that Zhou Chen is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to deliberately hide his identity of swordsmanship.

But Aso Jun has been in the gym for half his life, how could he not see the opponent's strength.

The way Zhou Chen held the knife and the angle at which he swung the knife just now showed that he was an amateur.

It's just that Aso Jun never expected that the opponent has such a strong strength and talent for swordsmanship.

Compared to Aso Jun's shock, Fukuda Ryuhei seemed very calm.

He took the samurai sword from Zhou Chen and smiled slightly.

In fact, he already knew Zhou Chen's identity yesterday.

The Meng family and the Futian family have had business contacts for many years, and the two families have always been very close.

When Meng Chu found Futian Longping yesterday, he had already designated a quota, and obviously that person was Zhou Chen.

Futian Longping was not familiar with Zhou Chen, but he had heard about Chen Ping's deeds.

Chen Ping used a set of 36 styles of the Chen family to shake the country, which can be said to be well-known both at home and abroad.

Although Fukuda Ryuhei devotes himself to practicing kendo, but the circle of martial arts is small, so he will not be unaware of such a powerful master.

It's just that he didn't expect that this seemingly inconspicuous man had such an extraordinary talent in swordsmanship.

Boom~ boom~ boom~
Zhou Chen's knife almost shattered the hearts of the sword masters in the audience.

Especially Aso Jun, he was standing beside the other party.

Zhou Chen slashed as if playing with a child, but he didn't expect it to be more powerful than the knife he concentrated on.

Although the other party only cut off one more bamboo than himself, how could he not know that the gap between this one bamboo is a world of difference after many years of practice.

Before he was 35 years old, he could only cut off six bamboos. After nearly ten years of hard work, he was able to cut off seven bamboos with one knife.

The opponent was able to chop off eight of them the first time he held the knife, so how could such an impact not shake his Dao heart.

Aso Shengjun looked at the bamboo tubes that had all been chopped off in front of him, and he felt a breath of air in his heart, and the blood surged up, and he was about to vomit blood.

"not good!"

Fukuda Ryuhei snorted, drew out the samurai sword in his waist, and slammed the opponent's chest with the handle.

Aso Jun, who was already staggering and even a little fuzzy, felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Futian Longping put the knife back into its sheath, hurriedly supported the opponent's body, and whispered: "Mr. Aso, don't lose your mind and lose your mind."

Seeing the other party vomiting blood, everyone was stunned.

"Huh? Why did Mr. Aso vomit blood?"

"Why did Mr. Fukuda beat Mr. Aso to vomit blood?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just now Mr. Aso's Taoism was out of balance, if Mr. Fukuda hadn't made a move, the other party might really have an accident..."

"This damned Zhou Chen actually caused my master's Dao heart to fall!"

"No, this is not a martial arts field!"

Among the crowd in the audience, there were many disciples of Aso Jun.

Seeing Master vomiting blood, they were naturally annoyed.

Seeing blood on the stage, the kendo show had to end hastily.

Although Jun Aso was rescued by Fukuda Ryuhei at a critical moment, the anger lingered in his heart and he could only leave temporarily.

After Zhou Chen returned to his seat, countless people looked at him.

Of course, people from the Meng family were also included.

"Senior sister, I didn't expect Zhou Chen to have research on Japanese swordsmanship."

The man beside Meng Chu looked at Zhou Chen who was chatting with Han Xiaofei and others, and said with emotion.

"The opponent should have already entered the inner strength, but..."

Meng Chu spoke halfway, and was a little puzzled.

Hearing that the other party didn't finish speaking, this usually straightforward and rough man couldn't help it.

"But what, Senior Sister, can you stop talking in half, you're going to kill me..."

The man with a beard looked like a little girl at the moment, he held the other's arm and muttered in a low voice.

Meng Chu waved her hand to signal the other party not to pull, but her eyes still stayed on Zhou Chen.

After a few seconds of silence, she said slowly, "Could it be that the strength of the other party is really a small achievement of inner strength?"

Meng Chu said, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"what?"

The man suddenly made a sound, startling the audience around him.

Seeing Meng Chu glaring at him, he squeezed his throat and continued, "How is it possible? Why would Old Ghost Chen accept a disciple with a small inner strength?? Isn't this a joke?"

The man said in disbelief.

He paused, and then said again: "Senior sister, could it be that your judgment is wrong?"

Meng Chu shook his head without saying a word, stared at the other party for a long time, and then looked away.

Zhou Chen's chopping off eight bamboos just now shocked everyone.

After the shock, he received countless business cards.

"Here's another one. There's no end to it. After the party is over, it's over if you don't give it yourself."

She handed a business card to Zhou Chen, muttering dissatisfiedly.

When the staff was cleaning the stage, the auditorium seemed to be back in middle school.

Countless business cards came from all directions to Zhou Chen's seat.

For a while, Tang Yuwen became a tool for "passing the note" to Zhou Chen.

"How could they wait until the party is over..."

Han Xiaofei looked at the words "Heaven and Earth Sword Dojo" engraved on the business card, and said with a smile.

"Brother Bird, it's fine for them to be joking, you come to make fun of me, don't you know me? This is the first time I have come into contact with Japanese kendo in my life, so how can I have any talent for kendo?"

Zhou Chen held a stack of business cards in his hand and smiled wryly.

"Talent doesn't mean that the more you get in touch with, the higher your talent will be."

He stacked the business card he had just received on top of the business card, and then said: "You also saw that just now you defeated a long-established great swordsman with a single move, and almost made the other party lose his heart , it is reasonable for these people to rob you."

Han Xiaofei smiled, but now Zhou Chen was getting more and more depressed.

The scene where the other party vomited blood just now is still vivid in his mind now.

"Oh, if I knew it earlier, I would have put in some effort."

"This is great. Not only is Ma Shengjun injured, but the other party's friends and disciples must also hate me..."

Thinking of what happened just now, Zhou Chen felt like crying.

But he really didn't expect that he was also talented in Japanese kendo.

"Is it related to your own system skills?"

Zhou Chen guessed.

While he was thinking wildly, the auction finally returned to normal.

The host spoke a familiar opening remark. When his eyes glanced at the wet blood on the ground, he didn't stop at all, as if nothing had happened.

The auctions in the second half were very mixed. They were all modern antique calligraphy and paintings, not worth a lot of money.

"The following collection is a fragment of ancient jade from the Warring States Period, provided by Fukuda Kenichi..."

After the host finished reading his name, a man with a short stature and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses slowly got up.

He waved his hand at the crowd, and there was thunderous applause in the arena.

This is the current president of Futian Group and the initiator of this charity dinner, so everyone knows him naturally.

If one had to say that there was someone present who didn't know him, that person was probably Zhou Chen.

"This is Fukuda Kenichi? It looks soft and weak, but it is not as attractive as Fukuda Ryuhei."

As soon as Zhou Chen finished speaking, he felt an extremely cold gaze shot towards him.

Han Xiaofei also sensed something was wrong immediately, and he squeezed Zhou Chen beside him hard.

When Zhou Chen was wondering, he received a message from Han Xiaofei on his mobile phone, "Don't talk nonsense, there are experts..."

After the other party stared at Zhou Chen for a few seconds, he slowly withdrew his cold gaze.

The auction for the ancient jade fragments went smoothly. After Han Xiaofei bid 28 US dollars, there was no competition.

obviously.

Everyone was not very interested in this fragment of ancient jade, which was only the size of an adult's thumb.

The ancient jade fragments were successfully photographed, and the three of them were very happy.

Han Xiaofei now has five fragments of ancient jade in his hand. If they add this one, they can gather two more pieces to make a complete jade pendant.

"Cousin, we are only two dollars away..."

Tang Yuwen smiled.

This matter is the dream of the old man all his life. Although she is not Chen Ping's own granddaughter, she has already regarded him as her own grandfather since she was raised by the other party.

"Brother Bird, Wang Kai said that there were news of the other two fragments of ancient jade. If we find out about those two fragments, will we be able to get them together?"

Zhou Chen said excitedly.

"That's right, I'll go find him when I return home!"

Han Xiaofei was extremely happy when he thought of Wang Kai's words.

While everyone was discussing, the last collection of today was exhibited on the stage.

"The following collection is the saber of Ito Itosai, the ancestor of Ito-ryu, but remind me that this is not an authentic product of Ito Isai, but a modern handicraft imitated by Mr. Hayashizaki Jinsuke, a Japanese swordsman at the end of the last century. The provider is Nanto Tanaka , is also the fourth generation descendant of Hayashizaki style..."

The host's words made everyone take a deep breath.

"Hayashizaki Jinsuke? Who is this?"

Hearing everyone's amazement, Zhou Chen was stunned.

"Linzaki Ryu's full name is Linzaki Shenming Dream Ryu, the founder of sword-drawing art. He is a mysterious swordsman who has no dojo, no wife and children, and wanders all his life, practicing his profession."

"Hayashizaki Jinsuke uses a Taidao whose handle and blade are much longer than normal size. The advantage is that when cutting a sword in a circular motion, due to the increase in length, the speed and attack power of the tip of the sword will also be quite amazing. However, The consumption of physical strength and various inconveniences when using it also arises as the times require, so the skill of drawing the sword and attacking is produced, which is the technique of drawing the sword."

"Hayashizaki Jinsuke is well-known for his unique theory and strong strength, and his disciples are all over the country. Among them, there are a large number of famous swordsmen. Tian Guanpinghei is one of the representative outstanding figures."

Han Xiaofei explained slowly.

"Brother Bird, how do you know so much about Japanese Kendo?"

Watching the other party talking freely, Zhou Chen admired him very much.

"I'm here to buy something, so naturally I have to see what's available..."

After Han Xiaofei finished speaking, he directly pulled out a collection list from his handbag.

Zhou Chen took it over and took a look. The above introduction was exactly the same as what the other party said.

"Damn! I thought you were an expert, so you have information..."

Zhou Chen rolled his eyes.

Han Xiaofei and Tang Yuwen couldn't stop laughing.

"No. 33, $6 once, $6 twice..."

"I offer $10 million!"

While the auctioneer was counting down, Han Xiaofei suddenly raised his card and spoke in fluent Japanese.

This auction is mainly rich local Japanese businessmen. Although the auctioneer is bilingual, he is also Japanese.

After hearing Han Xiaofei's bid, he reacted instantly.

"No. 48, $10 a time...deal."

Everyone was still hesitating whether to increase the price, but Han Xiaofei raised the price to US$10.

Hearing this sentence, everyone present let out a long sigh.

US$10 is not expensive for a rich businessman, but the rich businessman is all for porcelain, so how can he be willing to spend money to buy a counterfeit samurai sword.

Those who are interested in this knife are people from major martial arts schools and dojos.

Although these people practice martial arts all day long and have limited assets, how can they compare to Han Xiaofei.

"Brother Bird, what are you doing for $10 on a counterfeit?"

Hearing that Han Xiaofei offered 10 US dollars to buy this knife, Zhou Chen was also a little puzzled.

In fact, he was quite interested in this knife, but it was only at the level of interest.

Zhou Chen would accept it if he bought this knife for 80 yuan, but if he was asked to spend [-] million yuan to buy this imitation, he was still a little reluctant.

It's not about the money, but that this book is a fake and not worth collecting.

Although Zhou Chen didn't run the antique business, his father had a profound influence on him.

In the world of antique collectors, everyone has always disdained such imitations.

Zhou Chen knew that Han Xiaofei was also an expert in collecting, so he naturally didn't understand why the other party spent so much money on a fake.

"Yes, cousin, why would you buy a counterfeit?"

Tang Yuwen was also very curious when she saw Han Xiaofei make a move.

She didn't care about the money, she just felt that her cousin's behavior was a little strange.

"The mountain man has its own magic."

I saw Tang Yuwen and Zhou Chen cast strange gazes.

Han Xiaofei rubbed his chin, imitating the appearance of an immortal holding his beard, and smiled a bit...

(End of this chapter)