
"Wait a minute!!" zhang Qiaofeng said as Cin Kok stood up and was about to leave the room.
"What's wrong, miss?"
"How can we believe? How do you know all the stories in detail? To the extent that you know the conversation between Cin Cheng and his fellow students when he was asked why to be a beggar?" the girl asked curiously.
While Cin Kok who was asked repeatedly, only smiled gently while looking at the girl. Indeed, he was aware of the doubt of Miss Zhang's heart, because somehow, the explanation was too detailed as if he himself had experienced a series of events.
"Miss doesn't believe it? Then I'll explain. So I learned all this history from my late mother who was still bleeding from the ancestral Cin Cheng. My mother also passed down the sword of the White Lotus Flower to me. If the lady doesn't believe in truth, you can check the truth yourself by reading a stack of history books that explain all that."
"Haha.but I doubt if you can finish all those books in one day. Because honestly, the books make no difference like a fairy tale." continued Cin Kok with a laugh.
Zhang Qiaofeng was flabbergasted. In any case, deep down he still did not believe in truth. So he decided to look through the history book.
"All right, I'll see it. Please take me there" he said, rising up from the chair.
"Wait miss!" exclaimed Lin Tian who made the girl look at him full of wonder.
"I believe him, Mr. Cin Kok is not a lie at all" the young man said.
More astonished was Zhang Qiaofeng's gaze at him. After that he asked to be sure, "You believe him? How do you believe it? Lin Tian, I don't completely disbelieve this Mr. Cin Kok, but I just want to make sure that all the stories are true."
"Miss, if we look at the books, I think it is a slightly disrespectful act to the host. Indeed, Mr. Cin Kok has allowed, but I really feel bad for Mr. Cin Kok because he had to bother driving us to the room just to prove the truth of his words." replied Lin Tian.
"After all, this is not very strange, miss, even after I heard all the stories of Mr. Cin Kok, I felt that the awkwardness in my heart had disappeared." continued the young man who increasingly made Zhang Qiaofeng astonished.
"What's that weirdness?"
Lin Tian sipped his tea before replying, "Miss certainly remember, isn't it, about our family heirloom book, the book of Inner Peace?"
Zhang Qiaofeng nodded.
"As your grandfather explained, no one can master the complicated book but his teacher and your own grandfather. It is astonishing, why is it so obscure that it is made an heirloom book?"
Once this time Zhang Qiaofeng looked surprised by Lin Tian's expression. Even his expression showed that he had just realized the truth.
"Well now it is clear, with the four brothers, it is not strange if an extraordinary book such as the book of Inner Peace is used as an inheritance. May the book indeed be an inheritance from Zhang Ci's ancestor."
"Hhh...!! Right too!!" zhang Qiaofeng.
"I'm sorry for my indecision that has cast doubt on your words, sir." the girl then spoke as an apology to Cin Kok. While the grandfather just nodded and smiled patiently.
"But Lin Tian, you can also"
"Miss Zhang, I can't wait to see Mr. Cin Kok's shrewdness. And as well as to prove the truth of his words, why don't you show the moves of the White Lotus Sword Arts? Doesn't your science focus on speed of motion? It is possible that I and my lady could recognize that science even though we have never seen it. Because I believe that the sciences obtained by the four family ancestors is a very high science and difficult to find a comparison." explained Lin Tian cut off the words of the girl somehow for what reason. It made Zhang Qiaofeng frown in wonder as he had not expected Lin Tian to dare to cut his words. Well even though he wasn't offended at all, just astonished.
Cin Kok and Kim Chao also noticed the oddity. Because they think it's really rude if a bodyguard dares to cut off his non-speech. But because the girl did not bother, they chose silence.
Then Cin Kok replied, "Come, come, we'll practice in the silat room."
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But they did not mind it and Zhang Qiaofeng took advantage of this opportunity to study all the shortcomings of his own science. Because rarely can meet a magician like this Cin Kok.
"Please guide him sir!!" Zhang Qiaofeng saluted.
"You ladies, like the initial agreement, I will only use the White Lotus Sword Arts." Cin Kok replied.
"Then, I will attack!!" exclaimed the girl while pulling out both her daggers. A second later, his body had already flashed crashing at Cin Kok who was still standing casually.
Because the main skill of Zhang Qiaofeng is the science of lightening the body, it is no wonder that once he darted, his body only looked like a shadow. Extremely fast!
But Cin Kok who is a kosen figure and not exaggerated if juxtaposing his name parallel to the Four Gods Wind Eyes, was able to see the movement and calmly he raised his butute stick to deflect.
"The tracks!!" twice in a row a pair of Zhang Qiaofeng daggers struck his butting stick. But instead of breaking, it was precisely the dagger in Zhang Qiaofeng's trembling hand.
Curiously, the girl attacked again. Jump around here and there very quickly. Attacking from all four sides, sometimes from the front, sometimes from the side or behind. But all of that can be fended off or avoided easily by Cin Kok.
On the outskirts there, Lin Tian was flabbergasted at the sight of every silat move Cin Kok played. Indeed, that grandfather was currently playing the White Lotus Flower swordsmanship with his staff. And every movement was as calm as running water, as well as very steady and strong. In addition to the beautiful movements, swordsmanship is also very "contained"
"Trang-Tringg!!"
Reaching the fortieth position, it seems that Zhang Qiaofeng was no longer able to withstand the attacks of Cin Kok so that in the last blow, a pair of daggers flipped and bounced.
"That's great....!!" zhang Qiaofeng exclaimed in excitement and picked up his pair of daggers that were thrown quite a distance away.
"You're praising missus too much." Cin Kok replied down.
"If you can give advice, your whole movement is fast and unpredictable, but your attacks are still very raw. You are too focused on the science of lightening the body and you seem to forget that the power of your dagger swing is not so deadly at all. Although actually balanced with the science of lightening your body, a pair of daggers can be very dangerous. But against a warrior who has a lot of experience, it certainly will not mean anything." Cin Kok explained.
Secretly Lin Tian and Kim Chao agreed with those words. Indeed, if you pay attention, Zhang Qiaofeng's movements are very fast and difficult to guess where the direction of his movements. But for high-level warriors, he was not only fighting relying on the eyes, but all five senses were used. So with hearing and feeling every whir of wind that twitched every time the body shot, making the girl's attack easy to deal with.
"And one more lady, I think the science of lightening your body is very good, but also rough. Because every time your body moves, I can still feel the wind from the movement of your body." continued the grandfather who was answered to the slow pangs by Zhang Qiaofeng.
"Then, I want to ask you for help sir!!" suddenly Zhang Qiaofeng exclaimed.
"Hm, what is it?"
"Let me and my bodyguard stay here for a few days. And beg you to guide me in the silat which is still a lot of this gap!"
Zhang Qiaofeng did not hesitate to say such a request. Because honestly all this time he still felt lacking in his silat science and still not mature right every movement. Indeed he had received the padlock from Lu Tuoli, but it seemed that the derived knowledge from Lu Tuoli was a little incompatible with Zhang Qiaofeng's skill. Because the true Rajawali Sword science is devoted to sword weapons, although it can be used with a dagger, but its strength is slightly reduced.
Hearing this sudden request, Cin Kok was shocked as well. It was only a moment before he laughed and replied.
"Of course, I'm very happy to be able to help my lady."
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