Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Fencing was once popular in the West, the ancient dragon kingdom, and ancient Egypt, and later developed into an Olympic event.

It is rumored that there once appeared a kind of knight class in western countries, who swept the world with their outstanding swordsmanship. The chivalry spirit that was sought after by everyone came from this, which led to the pursuit of the upper class at that time, and became a fashion movement in the upper class. Movement for the nobility.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said, "I don't know how to fencing."

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, the corners of the mouths of the young masters and the heroic sisters present all had a contemptuous smile, and even their eyes were full of disdain.

At first, seeing Zhuo Bufan wearing a famous brand and looking handsome, he thought he was a son of a big family, but now he was exposed face to face. He was just an ordinary college student who was caught by Zhong Yilan as a top bag.

"Young Master Nie, don't embarrass him. How could a person like him come into contact with such an elegant sport." Zhang Yong next to him said disdainfully.

Zhong Yilan tightly clenched her small hands, a look of sullenness appeared on her pretty face, but she had no way to refute, and looked at Zhuo Bufan apologetically.

"However, in my opinion, this kind of fencing is just a game for children, and it's not interesting." Zhuo Bufan said suddenly.

Since he promised Zhong Yilan to come and help, Zhuo Bufan didn't want to let others lose his promise. He couldn't just say nothing to those who dared to provoke him.

"Really?" Nie Fengyun narrowed his eyes slightly, with a disdainful smile on his face, "So Mr. Zhuo has better swordsmanship and didn't take our fencing sport seriously?"

The corners of Zhong Ya's mouth, which was painted with YSL Star's lip gloss, raised a cold arc, "Young Master Nie once participated in a fencing competition on Hong Kong Island and won a gold medal. You speak so loudly, do you have the ability to try with Young Master Nie?"

Zhong Ya has always been unhappy seeing Zhong Yilan, so naturally she is also unhappy seeing Zhuo Bufan brought by Zhong Yilan, why not find an opportunity to make him look ugly, humiliating Zhong Yilan is also good.

"Yeah, if you have the ability, you and Young Master Nie can try it. Who can brag here just by talking about it?" Someone booed.

Everyone is naturally on the side of Nie Fengyuan. After all, Nie Fengyuan is the future heir of the Nie family, and many of them want to curry favor with the Nie family.

Zhang Mengmeng's eyes twinkle with little stars looking at Nie Fengyuan. Nie Fengyuan is not only tall and handsome, but also extremely gentlemanly and elegant in his movements. The most important thing is his identity behind him. The successor of the Nie family in Xuzhou is simply the perfect character set for an idol drama hero , which woman can not be tempted by him.

If she is favored by Young Master Nie and becomes the young mistress of the Nie family in the future, she will really be on the rise. Zhang Mengmeng disdained the diaosi in school, but she was like a nympho in the face of this kind of rich and noble son.

Nie Fengyun said modestly: "Xiaoya, that was just a small fencing competition held by the Hong Kong Island government back then, and I was lucky enough to win a championship."

Having said that, Nie Fengyun stared at Zhuo Bufan very sharply, with a look of pride on his face. At that time, there were Olympic-level players participating in the competition. One can imagine the gold content of the competition.

Zhuo Bufan was not surprised either.

The Nie family is a third-level family, just like the Zhuo family in Qingzhou. It has been trying to find a way to advance to the fourth-level family. The children in the family will be sent to train martial arts or various sports since childhood. It is normal for Nie Fengyun to have some martial arts disciples.

"Okay, since Young Master Nie is interested, I'll try it with you." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

Zhong Yilan quietly pulled La Zhuo Bufan's arm, and frowned in a low voice: "Zhuo Bufan let it go, Nie Fengyun really participated in the Hong Kong Island fencing competition and won the championship. If you compare with him, you will only suffer."

Zhuo Bufan was invited by her to help her, Zhong Yilan couldn't just watch Zhuo Bufan being humiliated.

"Don't worry, one finger is enough to deal with this kind of miscellaneous character." Zhuo Bufan showed a calm smile on his face.

Zhong Yilan sighed inwardly, but felt that it became increasingly difficult to see who Zhuo Bufan was. He was an ordinary freshman, but he had superb medical skills. Could it be that he also knew martial arts?

There was no one in the fencing gym now, only a few coaches were exercising each other. Hearing Nie Fengyun's request, the coaches naturally wanted to save face, and soon vacated an open space with a white plush carpet on the ground.

Nie Fengyuan found a suitable fencing suit for him, put on the shield and gloves, and put on the fencing suit. The shield was made into a net shape, with a clear view, and it could also protect the face from being injured. Naturally, he would not really get hurt. Zhuo Bufan, but it is inevitable to make this guy suffer and make a fool of himself.

"Young Master Nie, this foil is the best in our place. You can try it." The coach respectfully placed a thin-edged foil on the ground. The tip of the sword is blunt and will not hurt the opponent.

Nie Fengyuan held the foil sword, stepped out with his right foot, bent his left leg, and his posture was very professional and elegant. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out several sword flowers in the air, which shone silvery under the light.

Many onlookers had little stars in their eyes and screamed. Zhang Mengmeng, her two girlfriends, and Zhong Ya all had little stars in their eyes.

"Young Master Nie, you are really more professional than us, I admire you." The coach said sincerely, it was definitely not a compliment, after all Nie Fengyuan's strength lies there.

Nie Fengyuan's face under the mask showed a rebellious look, but he found that Zhuo Bufan hadn't changed his clothes yet, so he frowned and said, "Mr. Zhuo, don't you want to change your clothes?"

"There's no need to deal with you." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

Nie Fengyuan gripped the foil tightly, and clenched his teeth in anger. This guy is too conceited. He actually said that he doesn't need to wear a shield and protective clothing to deal with him. Although the foil has been blunt, it will still hurt if it hits someone. hurt.

"Okay, since you are so trusting, don't blame me for being rude." Nie Fengyuan has never been so underestimated.

Zhuo Bufan took an ordinary foil sword, the point of the sword touched the ground, and he put his back behind his back with one hand, standing on the ground like a tall poplar.

"This guy is too crazy. Young Master Nie is a fencing champion. He doesn't wear a shield and stands with one hand. He doesn't pay attention to Young Master Nie." Zhang Yong gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely.

"He'll have to suffer later." Zhong Ya sneered while crossing her arms.

Nie Fengyuan shook his head, two balls of light burst out from his eyes, no one has ever dared to despise himself so much, "I'm here."

After all, Nie Fengyuan's body was one piece, and as soon as he stepped forward, the speed was a few blocks, and his wrist shook at the same time, pulling out a silver sword flower in the air, and piercing Zhuo Bufan's shoulder.

"when!"

At this time, Zhuo Bufan raised his arm seemingly slowly, but the foil in his hand blocked all the attacks of Nie Fengyuan, and the two foils collided.

A look of shock appeared in Nie Fengyun's eyes, and he quickly took two steps back.