Quick Transmigration: Legendary Figures of the Ages

Chapter 235 After Becoming Fan Zeng, Xiang Yu Gained Mind Reading Skills ()
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Nearly seventy!

Xiang Yu was terrified, and the human life of seventy is rare since ancient times.

Not to mention, at this age, he is still so nimble, flying over walls.

"The old man is really an expert."

"Not only is his martial arts at its peak, but he is also humble and low-key."

As soon as the words were finished, Xiang Yu heard the familiar low-pitched voice again, "It's you, brat."

"Isn't it enough to have a hand?"

But the old gentleman in front of him is still supernatural, with a masterful demeanor, "It's too serious."

"I don't have him, but I am familiar with it."

Xiang Yu: !?(_;?
Xiang Yu couldn't hold back, and picked out his ears.

Once it is an auditory hallucination, but it cannot be an auditory hallucination again and again.

Xiang Yu looked warily at the white-haired old man in front of him, a master of martial arts, could he know the rumored ventriloquist?

Sun Ge felt cold for a while, what does it mean to stare at her belly?
"Sir."

"I don't know Xiang Yu."

"I don't know the old gentleman's name."

Xiang Yu was born in an aristocratic family, except for the arrogance that is vividly remembered by later generations, his speech and behavior still follow the aristocratic style.

Xiang Yu's eyes were still fixed on Sunge's stomach, stubbornly trying to solve the puzzle.

Unfortunately, there was no ups and downs in his stomach, nor did he hear any strange sounds.

"The old man comes from Jujiao, his name is Fan Zeng, he is a well-known hermit."

"I came to Kuaiji all of a sudden to watch the sky at night. I counted it with my fingers. There are colorful dragon spirits gathered here. I came here to find out."

At any rate, he had worked with Taishi Ling for several years, so he just opened his mouth to make such mysteries.

Why does Xiang Yu's eyes look so perverted?

He is obviously a brave and fearless young talent, why is he brazenly staring at her stomach.

What's in her belly?
The large intestine wraps the small intestine, so Xiang Yu doesn't have it.

"Xiang Shaoxia, do you like old belly?"

Sun Ge asked frankly and directly, who made Xiang Yu stare straight at him.

Xiang Yu looked embarrassed, "It's Yu being rude."

But that voice...

Sometimes there, sometimes not.

Sun Ge seriously suspected that Xiang Yu's brain was probably crushed when he lifted the tripod.

"Meeting is fate, sit down."

Sunge invited Xiang Yu to come in and treat each other with fine wine.

Xiang Yu did not refuse, but his vigilance remained undiminished.

"The old man knows the art of hope?" Xiang Yu belatedly asked.

Sunge always remembers the humble and low-key demeanor of a high-level person, calm and calm, "so-so, so-so, a little bit."

"The old man sees Xiang Shaoxia as brave and vigorous, and he doesn't know who he studied under."

Sunge is ready to start digging the wall.

In the plot, Xiang Yu has respect and suspicion for Fan Zeng.And Fan Zeng's attitude towards Xiang Yu didn't seem to be in the right position either.

Although he is called Yafu, he is still a monarch and minister after all.

Fan Zeng pointed at Xiang Yu's nose and scolded Li Zi for his inadequacy and strategy. This should never be the attitude of a subordinate towards the lord.

Xiang Yu drank the wine in the glass boldly, waved his hand casually, "I learned it from my uncle."

If others heard this, they might think that Xiang Yu was arrogant and conceited.

However, Sunge knew that this was indeed true.

Xiang Yu is an undoubted genius.

Sunge lit the candle a little brighter, and said enthusiastically, "I want to recommend myself to be your teacher."

Xiang Yu's hand holding the wine cup tightened slightly, and he tilted his head.

To be his master?
He is born with supernatural power, is a martial arts prodigy, and has a little knowledge of the art of war. His uncle Xiang Liang is a hero in the world.

"What can the old man teach me?"

Xiang Yu asked sincerely.

"Although the old gentleman is extraordinary, he doesn't necessarily have a mentor-student relationship with me."

"Feng Shui takes turns, and I don't know who is asking for a teacher."

Xiang Yu said that he heard that voice again.

Unlike before, this voice is extremely weak, and it is easy to ignore it if you don't listen carefully.

Xiang Yu quietly changed his seat, sitting next to Sun Ge from the opposite side.

Sunge's head is full of black lines, could it be that Xiang Yu's recent taste is old men?
What about Yu Ji?
Sun Ge put his hands against Xiang Yu who was getting closer and closer, and said in disgust, "Although the old man is old, he still has integrity."

"Sell your art, not your body!"

"If you get closer, the old man will hit you head-on to death."

Xiang Yu was dumbfounded, "Listen to what you are talking about, you old man?"

Xiang Yu was sure that this outspoken old man had a secret in him.

Sunge bared his teeth: Are you old?
Is she old or not?
Sunge let out a long breath, and the superior demeanor he was trying to maintain cracked inch by inch.

Sun Ge slammed his head against Xiang Yu, and Xiang Yu was knocked to the ground as if he had been hit by a thousand pounds of gravity.

Sun Ge was condescending, and snorted coldly, "Have you ever heard of saying that words must be followed by deeds?"

Back in the day, Xiang Yu was very envious of her invincibility.

Xiang Yu clutched his chest, his eyes showing horror.

Is this the head?

This is even bigger than the big tripod!

"What does that have to do with what you say and what you do?"

"You have to believe what I say, don't wait for me to do it before you know the result." Sun Ge kicked Xiang Yu's arm and said solemnly.

Xiang Yu was dumbfounded, a hermit?

What kind of hermit is so different.

Xiang Yu got up from the ground with fiery eyes, "I want to compete with you."

The collision just now aroused his fighting spirit.

"What are the benefits?" Sunge stretched out his hand and asked with a frown.

"Since it is a competition, it is natural to have a prize."

Sunge said it with confidence.

Xiang Yu pressed his hurt chest, "What kind of prize do you want?"

"Be my disciple." Sunge never dies in accepting disciples.

"can."

"Then I won, you have to serve me as master."

Xiang Yu stretched out his palm and wanted to high-five as an oath.

Sunge is very satisfied, the same goal by different routes.

Anyway, as long as Xiang Yu is tied to her, it will be fine.

"Better than what?"

"Wen Dou or Wu Dou?"

Sunge drank a glass of wine lazily.

Suddenly lost the desire to compete, why not just admit defeat.

"Or, better than you are best at."

"The old man is quite old, and he can't be said to rely on the old and sell the old to bully the young. I can't afford to lose this person."

Xiang Yu's face darkened, listening to this harsh and teasing tone, it was no different from that elusive voice.

So cheap!
"That's a competition of martial arts, and it's not bullying you."

Thinking of the figure of the old man floating down from the roof in front of him, Xiang Yu decided.

Sun Ge spread out his hands, "Anything is fine."

Happiness comes when you don't care about winning or losing.

However, let's work hard, why should I be a grandson when I can be a master.

In particular, Xiang Yu is also a violent temper.

But this violent temper is very kind to the relatives and elders.

It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, just today.

Under the moonlight, the long sword and Overlord Spear exuded a cold luster.

Xiang Yu is very strong, and Sun Ge never underestimated him.

With a soft shout, the Overlord Spear in Xiang Yu's hand swayed a few phantoms, like a dragon, extremely fierce, and one person swung it with the momentum of thousands of troops.

It may not be a rumor that one counts as ten and one counts as a hundred.

Xiang Yu brandished the Overlord Spear, and the tip of the spear pierced through Sunge's shoulders, but barely penetrated an inch, like armor on his body.

(End of this chapter)