One Punch: Deduction of Eight Miraculous Skills at the Beginning

If Luo Yu's surprises were all surprises, he wished he could keep being surprised.

Surprised to be a relative of the Lord of the Universe!

Of course, Zhibi people are not so secondary.

It's just a little too excited and a little over the top.

Spiritual joy has reached the level of being a relative of the Lord of the Universe.

And the Naobi people reacted so strongly.

Luo Yu was still calm and calm.

"This weapon belongs to me, so it can be considered as part of my dowry. It's not a valuable thing, it's just a small toy that I made casually."

"When we get married, there will probably be more of these little toys."

Although there are too many things, the value will decrease.

But in the future, it may only be the Chanyuan family and the Ming and Ming parties, who may regard weapons as cabbages.

But selling it is another story.

At least the two families will not be so stupid as to buy it as cabbage.

It is estimated that each one can sell for sky-high prices.

In short, these betrothal gifts are also sky-high priced betrothal gifts, which are definitely more face-saving.

This is also the reason why Luo Yu dared to declare in advance so casually.

But this made the Zhipi people almost faint from surprise.

It's fine to make weapons yourself, and you can make them casually, it seems that there won't be many in the future...

If he hadn't seen the bizarre copying ability just now, he really wanted to report and warn Luo Yu to brag.

But at this time, he was somewhat familiar with Luo Yu's routine.

Soon, he automatically imagined how Luo Yu did it.

It is estimated that it perfectly imitated the blacksmith's ability, combined with other brain-opening abilities, to forge an extremely amazing weapon.

Although it is always said to be made by hand, it seems to be nothing special.

But maybe it's just being humble.

Thinking of this, the Zhipi people felt a lot relieved.

Luo Yu felt more and more pleasing to the eye.

"Okay, okay, I'm looking forward to your Gan Maki's wedding, why don't you say it a little earlier?"

"Ahem, old man, didn't you say that Zhenyi will decide? Speaking of which, we seem to have no time to delay."

"Oh yes, there is still that bastard fan to deal with, I forgot for a while..."

Chapter 306 Maki VS Chanyuan Fan

Soon Luo Yu and his party hurriedly started walking towards the door.

At this time, the Chanyuan Fan, who had almost packed up his injured body, passed through the protective barrier and came to the gate of the Chanyuan home.

"Welcome Mr. Fan back!"

The guards at the door showed smiles on their faces, welcoming them from the bottom of their hearts like waiters facing rich customers.

But the Zenyuan fan was a little at a loss when he suddenly got involved.

After all, he may have just returned from a big kill, and he was trying to put on a representation of heartbroken, trying to get away with it.

But why did the two gatekeepers suddenly treat him so politely, as if congratulating him on his triumphant return.

This is very wrong.

The grief that had just brewed up in him suddenly dissipated and he became very puzzled.

"You two, did you meet something happy today? Why did you welcome me suddenly?"

Seeing the Zenyuan fan with a serious face, he seemed a little unhappy to be welcomed.

The two guards looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly became a little uneasy.

After all, it was enough to be taught a lesson by Luo Yu just now.

At this moment, it was obviously a good intention, and it could be regarded as wanting to flatter, but it seemed that the photo was on the horse's leg or something?

Both of them were a little puzzled.

But it's embarrassing to hold on.

The guard with a unique skill immediately apologized with a dry smile.

"Well, I'm really sorry Mr. Shan, we didn't know you didn't like this kind of welcome."

"Today we wanted to make amends, and we fully realized our responsibilities. So we wanted to pay tribute to you, but we didn't expect to offend you."

"How about this, I'll sing a song for you, you can listen to the music and relieve the unhappiness just now~"

The guard immediately smiled silly and was about to sing.

The guard next to him almost pricked up his ears, ready to listen too.

Unexpectedly, Zenyuan Fan's face was even more ugly, looking at the two of them as if he was watching a psychopath.

"You don't need to sing, your duty is to guard the gate, what's the proper way to sing with a smiley face?"

"Hehe, it's unseemly, it's you, old man, I never thought you would dare to come back!"

Suddenly a very ear-piercing sound sounded, as if it had slapped the Chanyuan fan in the face.

The two guards immediately wanted to refute the speaker, so that they could perform well in front of the Chanyuan fan, and finally get Luo Yu's appreciation.

But I didn't expect that although the voice came from the door, the people who came out were more annoying than each other...

"It's true... Maki... and the Patriarch~"

"There is also that gentleman... and the lady of the Buddhist monastery..."

The two of them were dumbfounded, even trembling and didn't know what to do, they lowered their heads like elementary school students.

But what the two of them didn't expect was that the Zenyuan fan was also stunned, and those squinted eyes widened to the extreme.

It's like seeing a ghost...

The mother and daughter who had resolved it with their own hands before not only appeared, but they were still intact, and they were still by the Patriarch's side.

The most impossible thing, and the most worrying thing, happened at the same time.

He was no longer terrified, he wondered if he hadn't woken up...

"You... are you, are you fake? Who are you?"

The reaction of the Chanyuan fan was huge, as if being kicked to the foot of the cabinet by a toe, and it completely lost its usual calm appearance.

This surprised the two guards.

Have absolutely no idea what's going on.

However, Maki didn't intend to explain at all, and took the bright silver spear in her hand, and stepped out of the gate coldly to come to the fan of the Buddhist temple.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I'm just here to beat you up. You can go get the weapon now, or you won't have a chance!"

Zenyuan Shan was still in shock, but when faced with what Maki said, he immediately showed a look of disdain.

"If you want me to take a weapon, do you think you can defeat me with a gun? If you had a sword before, I would still be a little afraid, but it's just other weapons. Do you think I'm qualified to use a weapon?"

Maki saw that Zenyuan Fan was completely unaware. Although she was a little impatient, Maki still patiently explained in order to test the weapon and her own strength.

"Ignorant and pedantic guy, you are the one who is not qualified. This gun is waiting to use that sword. What do you think you are facing?"

"Hurry up and get the weapon, or I'll overthrow you right away, leaving you with no room to resist!"

Hearing what Maki said, Chanyuan Fan's face instantly turned pale.

After swallowing, his expression became serious again.

"Hmph, don't scare me with a gun, use a weapon if you want, and I will let you know what kind of trash you are!"

Zenyuan Fan actually wanted to run away with a weapon.

But even though the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan didn't say anything, they stood by his side early.

As if not letting him run away.

The situation is very bad.

Although he still couldn't believe that the gun was on the same level as the sword, the situation did not allow him to have other ideas.

Right now, he can only defeat Maki first, and after hijacking her, look for other chances.

Soon Chanyuan Fan took out the samurai sword used in the previous battle from the trunk.

Holding a knife, he came to Maki unhurriedly.

"Shoot, if I do, you won't have a chance~"

Before the Chanyuan could open her mouth, Maki murmured indifferently.

This person was fanning the fan in the Zen courtyard calmly, but his breath became a little unsteady, and nameless anger rose in his heart.

"Arrogance, really arrogance, but you should be prepared to pay the price for your arrogance!"

"The price? I think it's easy to catch you and hand it over to the Patriarch~"

Maki replied very calmly, as if telling an indisputable fact.

Zenyuan Shan couldn't suppress his anger immediately, and held the samurai sword tightly with both hands.

"That's enough, a waste like you, you should go to hell and repent!"

"Love of falling flowers!"

Countless cherry blossoms danced suddenly.

I saw that the fan of the Chanyuan had shuttled behind Maki along with the cherry blossom stream at some time.

puff……

The sound of breaking a cloth bag suddenly sounded, and the cherry blossoms were scattered everywhere randomly.

But suddenly a big hole appeared in the belly of the Chanyuan fan.

While covering his abdomen with one hand in disbelief, he turned his head as if trying to see how Maki was going.

However, Maki turned around nimbly and adjusted her glasses very easily.

"Is this your powerful move? It's too slow, it's not worth guarding against~"

I heard Maki's indifferent complaint.

Even though Zenyuan Fan's abdomen was in great pain, he still turned around, a little unwilling and unwilling to believe that all this was true.

"What did you do just now? You didn't do it, did you? You clearly didn't move it just now!"

As if he had seen through everything, Chanyuan Fan seemed to have regained his confidence, thinking that Maki would not be able to defeat him.

There was a vigorous smile on his face.

But Maki turned the tip of the gun, and it was stained with blood red blood.

Zenyuan Fan suddenly stopped laughing.

Chapter 307 The Destination of the Chanyuan Fan

"At this moment, do you still think that I am the old me? In fact, I can still defeat you without this gun."

"Because I just used my super fast speed to poke you casually. I didn't expect you to be so careless if you couldn't hide."

Maki seemed to be telling a trivial matter.

The fan of the Chanyuan was trembling with anger, his face was almost purple with anger.

But this made his injury worse, and with a "poof", a large amount of blood spurted out from his wrinkled mouth like an old chrysanthemum.