Chapter 100: The Judgment of the Situation

Luoyang, Jinwu Lane, Cao Mansion.

I'll go, is Pan Feng so capable of fighting?

Cao Shuo was a little surprised.

Pan Feng in front of him is like a "peerless general".

In the courtyard, Liu Sandao has been challenging Pan Feng for an hour, but whether it is empty-handed, short-handled weapons, long-handled weapons, horsemanship, archery, Liu Sandao is not Pan Feng's one-in-one enemy.

Even, in the contest between the big knife and the big axe, Pan Feng subdued Liu Sandao with one move.

This reminded Cao Shuo of that sentence - my big axe is already hungry and thirsty!

"Brother Shuo, you are so powerful in this part!" Cao Ang also practiced martial arts, and he could naturally see that Pan Feng's martial arts were not low... Even, a hundred times stronger than the martial artist who taught him.

"Average." Cao Shuo seems very modest, he can also see that Liu Sandao's kung fu is not weak, and Pan Feng's kung fu is more powerful than he imagined... Don't? Is this a treasure?

Perhaps, as recorded in ancient books, when Pan Feng and Hua Xiong competed? Is it really greasy?

Don't... Is it really as posterity inferred?

Yuan Shao and Pan Feng have a disagreement... When I realized that Hua Xiong was a speed-flowing, agile attack-type warrior, he was just able to restrain the power flow like Pan Feng... Muscular warriors?

So, before going into battle, let the "peerless general" Pan Feng drink a pot of poisonous wine?

Even so, it took 180 rounds before he died tragically. Guan Yu figured out that something was wrong, he didn't drink before going into battle, so he warmed the wine and killed Huaxiong?

Cao Shuo's mind is full of conspiracy theories, the hearts of people in this world are not ancient, he still understands the truth of becoming a king and defeating a king, and what is recorded in ancient books may not be the truth, and folk legends may also have a certain basis.

"Little boy!"

After beating Liu Sandao down again, Pan Feng gave up his hand. "He's too weak, even if he fights for another hour, he's no match for me!"

As he spoke, he did not forget to blow his mustache.

I'm so proud...

On the other hand, Liu Sandao gasped again and again, his face was unconvinced, but he was helpless.

"Alright, it's okay!" Cao Shuo stood up..."Uncle Pan Feng's kung fu is indeed strong, if he just does a part in Cao Mansion, it is a bit condescending. ”

"Hahaha." Listening to Cao Shuo's boasting, Pan Feng laughed. "Unyielding, follow Cao Shuo's son to have meat to eat and wine to drink, I don't care about the others!"

"How does this work?" Cao Shuo's face sank. "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, Uncle Pan Feng has unparalleled martial arts, then he has to make a name for himself and shine on the lintel!"

"I don't have any lintel, the whole family is starving to death, just one of me has survived to the present, I Pan Feng is a full eater, the whole family is not hungry..." Say whatever you want, and you won't hide it.

Belch...

Cao Shuo was speechless.

"Uncle Pan Feng, this is not right. There is no dream, what is the difference between it and a salted fish, although there is no one at home, then Caofu is your home, I Cao Shuo is your family, you have made a reputation, and the glorious one is not the lintel of Caofu! ”

Cao Shuo's immature and stolen conceptual words... Listening to Pan Feng's ears, there was a burst of comfort!

The first time he felt the warmth of his family, he faintly felt like crying.

"Whatever the little boy asks me to do, I'll do it!" Pan Feng bowed his hand...

"How good is that." Cao Shuo nodded. "I will find an opportunity to make a name for you, when the time comes, whether you can grasp it, whether you can glorify my Cao family's lintel depends on yourself!"

"I, Pan Feng, will live up to the little boy." Pan Feng Station is straight...

Cao Shuo lowered his mouth, Pan Feng can fight, and it is also very easy to fool, you have made great achievements, and the Cao family is glorious... How can there be a feeling that I am your father?

It's a lot of pressure to be the father of the "peerless general"...

"Ahem..."

Cao Shuo coughed, "Okay, Uncle Pan Feng go down and rest, don't delay the practice of martial arts during this time... That's right..."

Cao Shuo suddenly thought of something and hurriedly ordered Ah Cai. "Uncle Cai, prepare more beef for Pan Feng here, so that he can increase his strength."

"Understood." Ah Cai nodded again and again, Cao Fu is not short of money now, not to mention beef, it is dragon meat, he can also offer a reward of thousands of gold to buy and buy!

With money, you can do whatever you want.

Stomp Tread...

Ah Cai and Pan Feng retreated, and the courtyard suddenly became a little empty, except for Liu Sandao, who sighed and stomped his feet.

Sad, sad, he was the only one who gave the little boy Cao Shuo a part, and he had a sense of superiority...

After all, it is the part of the richest man's family, and others cast envious eyes.

But now? This sense of superiority is gone, this is a little embarrassing, I can't beat Pan Feng, the long and long is not as ugly as Pan Feng, the sense of disparity has come down all of a sudden, as if I am about to become a little transparent.

Liu Sandao wanted to cry loudly, he felt that he was very useless and unworthy of being a little boy's part.

"Three knives! What's... You stand up and look like a big girl! ”

Cao Shuo smiled and slowly walked in front of Liu Sandao. "Let me ask you, do you want to defeat Pan Feng?"

This...

Liu Sandao raised his eyes, he hesitated at this moment, thinking about it is one thing, whether he can do it is another thing, this is very embarrassing, what should he say? Or don't want to?

"Do you want to?" Cao Shuo added another sentence, his tone was a little hurried.

"I want to... I thought..."Liu Sandao hesitated for a long time before he said such a word...

"Just think about it." Cao Shuo raised his hand, "I have a way that allows you to defeat Pan Feng in a blade battle within ten days?" Would you like to give it a try? ”

Yes... This?

Liu Sandao was stunned, ten days? Defeat Pan Feng? How can it be?

All of a sudden, his eyes widened wide, and then he looked at Cao Shuo's eyes, as if to say, little boy, I don't read much, don't lie to me!

"If you don't want to, forget it." Cao Shuo waved his hand and planned to leave with Cao Ang.

"May ... Willing. Liu Sandao hurriedly shouted.

"Okay." Cao Shuo nodded, "Forget it today, I'll teach you a method tomorrow?" ”

"How?"

"That's right, the method of forging a divine weapon!"

Cao Shuo smiled slightly. "I just observed, the gap between you and Pan Feng is mainly in strength, but whenever the blades collide, as long as there is a wrestling link, you will definitely be suppressed by him, but if..."

Cao Shuo deliberately sold a pass.

"What if?"

Liu Sandao's tone was hurried, eager to know the answer.

"If the sharpness of your blade far exceeds that of your opponent, even to the point of sharpening iron like clay, then there is no need to wrestle under the collision of weapons... The opponent's blade has been shattered! At that time, even if you are weaker, you will still win. ”

Shout...

Liu Sandao supported his chin with both hands, and after a long brain circuit, he realized that the words of the little boy Cao Shuo seemed to make sense.

But is that the truth? What kind of magic weapon is there?

Most of the weapons of the Han Dynasty are made of iron, you are iron, I am also iron, even if the best iron collides with ordinary iron, it will definitely not be broken!

If you follow this inference!

With the help of the edge of the blade, sharpening iron to win, it seems to be delusional, right? What does the little boy want?

"Hey, hey..."

Without waiting for Liu Sandao to figure it out, Cao Shuo looked at the sky and smiled lightly. "In the past few days, you have gone to buy the best iron, and I will teach you a method of making steel with iron-filling steel!"

"Steel?" Liu Sandao is obviously very unfamiliar with this word.

Cao Shuo's eyes widened, and a confident light was released in his pupils.

"That's right, it's steel, a blade made of refined steel, sharpening iron like clay!"

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