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Chapter 20 Going to Chen Xiaoxue's House for Dinner

In the small garden, Xia Fan gripped the wooden sword and began to swing it repeatedly.

He felt his blood and energy constantly boiling and being consumed.

Cultivating combat techniques is also a process that consumes a lot of blood and energy. Fortunately, he had previously absorbed two canisters of top-grade blood and energy, which was enough to support his cultivation.

The sun rises in the east, and its rays shine on the earth.

The wooden sword Xia Fan wielded left afterimages in the air, and he could clearly feel his blood energy being constantly depleted.

If he were a normal martial artist, his blood and energy would probably have been unable to sustain him by now, but he was completely different.

No wonder it is said that many martial artists who can cultivate combat techniques have at least reached the high level, which is related to blood and qi.

Moreover, the consumption of blood and energy by a combat technique like the Void Sword Control Technique is unimaginable.

While he was practicing his combat techniques, the old men from earlier also started practicing Tai Chi. The old man with thinning hair was talking as he practiced.

"Speaking of which, a new old friend of mine went over there to practice his swordsmanship."

"Really? Why didn't you let him come with us?"

Most elderly people of this age feel bored and like to gather as many people as possible, as they enjoy a lively atmosphere.

The old man washing his hair shook his head: "I guess they don't want to. Judging from their appearance, they're quite arrogant."

"Hey, really? Didn't you say I'm a Tai Chi champion? He also practices swordsmanship, I can even teach him a couple of moves!"

"I didn't say, but judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem like someone who knows how to wield a sword. And it's normal for someone his age to be a bit stubborn. He looks older than us."

The old man, who was washing his hair, answered while practicing Tai Chi.

"How about this, let's go over and see what he's doing. If possible, let's bring him over too, so it'll be more lively for us all."

"Hmm, good idea."

Thinking this, the two old men stopped their Tai Chi practice and walked towards the small garden next to them.

When they saw Xia Fan, he was wielding his sword with fluid and smooth movements, but fine beads of sweat were gradually appearing on his forehead.

"Wow, such smooth movements! Is he really not a young man pretending?" The old man who had just said he would win the championship was stunned.

In his eyes, Xia Fan's wooden sword was dazzling, leaving afterimages that were impossible to see clearly.

However, just as he was engrossed in his work, the old man who was washing his hair suddenly tugged at his clothes and whispered, "Old man, look at the photos on his phone over there!"

The distance wasn't too far, so I could see it clearly: inside was a young girl showing off a photo of her feet in white socks.

And it looks very clear.

"This shameless old bastard, he's so old and still so disgusting, no wonder he rejected us!"

The old man who won the Tai Chi sword championship has a granddaughter, so he was so angry that his face turned red.

Lose your face!

It's such a disgrace to people of this age!

He's already so old, yet he's still interested in young girls' feet. He's definitely a psychologically twisted pervert!

"Let's go, let's finish this Tai Chi quickly. I need to go back and remind my granddaughter to be careful of this old pervert."

The elderly man with thinning hair looked puzzled: "Isn't your granddaughter a martial artist?"

"He is indeed a martial artist, but my granddaughter respects the elderly and cares for the young. She might be deceived by this old man. I must remind her..."

With that, the two old men turned and left.

Xia Fan, however, remained immersed in the battle technique. The more he looked at the Void Sword Control Technique, the more excited he became.

These white-stockinged, jade-like feet exuded a profound aura, like the most mysterious pattern in the entire world!

If it were a normal martial artist, they would probably exhaust their blood and energy after only a few swings when practicing this combat technique.

However, he can continue to cultivate by relying on his own inexhaustible blood energy.

Two hours later, Xia Fan took a deep breath, his gaze profound: "It's done."

After he finished speaking, he threw the wooden sword out, stretched out his hand, and the entire wooden sword floated in the air, constantly spinning.

He waved his hand lightly, and the wooden sword left afterimages around him at an extremely fast speed, like countless swords.

He, on the other hand, was radiant, his white hair fluttering in the breeze, looking like a hermit immortal.

Yes, it is very necessary to cultivate powerful combat techniques.

Once you step into the world of martial arts, no one knows what might happen, so you have to be prepared in advance.

With that thought in mind, he packed his things and prepared to open the shop.

He still has very little money, and he has to keep going no matter what.

Just as he was packing his things, Chen Xiaoxue suddenly sent him a text message.

Chen Xiaoxue: [Old Deng, my mom might invite you to our house for dinner. Be careful not to reveal our relationship.]

Relationship?

What could possibly be the connection?

Xia Fan rolled his eyes. This girl just wanted to use this old man as a shield; as for the deeper implications…

To be honest, the relationship might be better than that of strangers, but that's also because the girl's personality isn't that withdrawn.

On the contrary, because of the rebellious girl, her aggressiveness is maximized.

He shook his head, not thinking much of it, and went to the lingerie store. He opened the door, leaned back in the rocking chair, and lay there leisurely.

The sign for "Bao Shuang Lingerie" is displayed in the most prominent place.

His mind was filled with recollections of the Void Sword Control Technique, and before he knew it, evening had arrived.

"Old Xia, no business today? You look so lazy."

Aunt Chen's voice came right on time, carrying a lot of vegetables, as if she was planning to go back and cook a big meal.

Xia Fan opened his eyes and saw that Aunt Chen was wearing a floral dress and had very obvious freckles on her face. She was the kind of woman who didn't bother with dressing up at all.

It's completely different from Chen Xiaoxue's style, which makes people itch with desire.

Are they really related by blood?

Xia Fan had this question countless times.

"It's alright, I can't say there's no business. My shop relies mostly on young people for support," Xia Fan replied with a smile.

He's right, Chen Xiaoxue is a frequent customer.

"Pah! Young people? Young people wouldn't be so shameless. Only a shameless old man like you would like this kind of thing."

Aunt Chen rolled her eyes.

Xia Fan smiled but didn't say anything.

Is it possible that every word you say right now will bounce back like a boomerang and hit you precisely?

After finishing her sentence, Aunt Chen continued, "By the way, Old Man Xia, come to my house for dinner tonight."

Xia Fan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Your Xiaoxue won't find this old man troublesome?"

"You think they're all like you? Let me tell you, my Xiaoxue is very well-behaved, respects the elderly and loves the young, and is especially gentle, so you can rest assured."

Xia Fan was slightly taken aback.

That rebellious girl?

He keeps calling out "Old Deng" all the time, and he's always sabotaging people. Is that what you call gentle and obedient?

Xia Fan shook his head without saying anything. He understood. It was normal for his daughter not to see clearly, so he didn't blame Aunt Chen.

"Alright, it's settled then. You have to come tonight. You're an old acquaintance, come celebrate for my Xiaoxue. Let me tell you, being a martial artist is really great..."

Aunt Chen started talking non-stop again.