All furniture and dead things fall in love with me [Rebirth]

It's also because the general's nano-weapon is so powerful that it can completely cover his supernatural fluctuations, and even professional machines can't detect them. He has also relied on this to avoid danger several times.

The housekeeper took a step forward and was about to say something, but Song Rui interrupted him suddenly, "Since you all want to see my strength, I'll show you my strength."

The Bai family respects martial arts. If they cannot be suppressed by force, there is really no way to be the head of the family.

And Song Rui is also confident that he will definitely win.

"Better than what?"

There was a surprised expression in the uncle's eyes, and he obviously felt a little inconceivable about his promise, "I won't bully you either, let's compete with swordsmanship."

In terms of abilities, he felt that Song Rui had just awakened and was not familiar with using abilities, so using them was bullying him.

"No need." Song Rui didn't need anyone to take care of him, "Come as you feel comfortable."

His family knew about his family affairs. His ice ability had been awakened since he was a teenager, and that power had been awakened since he was three or five years old. He was already familiar with it like drinking water.

Because that power is becoming more and more difficult to control, he has not used it for a long time, and he hopes that he will not be able to use it today.

"Okay." His uncle looked at him appreciatively, "Even if you can't be the head of the family, you are still very brave."

"Stop talking nonsense." Song Rui clenched his palm, and an ice sword condensed and struck out in the cold air. His uncle turned sideways to avoid it, turned around and pulled it out.He took out the sword at his waist, a red light flashed on the sword, and the flames ignited.

"I happen to be a fire-type supernatural power, restrain your ice-type."

Song Rui sneered, "That might be."

Fire can overcome water, and water can also overcome fire. Although Song Rui has an ice-type ability, he also has a water-type ability.

boom!

The table was stabbed by his sword, and the ice ability quickly spread, and a thin layer of ice formed on the dining table, which continued from one end to the other like a tide.

The two of them acted too quickly and did not give the others time to react. Now that everyone was sitting at the dining table, the females screamed and hurriedly avoided.

The uncle's eyes were even more surprised, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful just after awakening."

This is almost impossible, and even if the ability is really so strong, it is impossible to master it so quickly in a short period of time, unless Song Rui is a genius among geniuses.

"But it's still too tender." The uncle shook his head. If it was him, he wouldn't waste any powers in unnecessary places. Although the effect is dazzling, it is somewhat flashy.

After all, Song Rui had never experienced professional training. All his experience was accumulated by escaping from death.

But because of that power, the ability would get out of control from time to time, so he used it very carefully, and tried to keep the frequency as low as possible. Of course, his proficiency was not as good as that of his uncle who had been training soldiers and fighting all the year round.

Even the sharpness of swordsmanship is not as good as it is, and the ability is also slightly inferior. No matter how you look at it, you are at a disadvantage.

There are two kinds of light in the air, one is bright red and the other is watery white, colliding and separating repeatedly.

Because the house was too small, the two of them switched positions repeatedly during the fight, moving from the living room to the garden, leaving traces wherever the sword light went.

There were several gaps in Song Rui's ice sword. Although it was filled quickly, it was not as hard as the first time.

He consumed too much, his arms trembled slightly, and his wrist was unstable.

The uncle saw the opportunity, the fire flashed, and the sword edge stabbed at his wrist.

Song Rui's eyes lit up, he didn't dodge or dodge, and planned to win by changing injuries, but just as he raised his ice sword, his uncle suddenly condensed a fire sword and knocked his ice sword down.

boom!

The ice sword was inserted into the garden pond, and the fish in it were frightened, but soon the cold air surged, freezing all the water objects, like a painting, staying forever.

Click!

The ice sword finally couldn't hold on anymore, and the whole piece shattered, and the pieces hit the ice surface, making a tinkling sound like irony.

Song Rui fell to the ground, and the place where his palms touched the ground sent out gusts of cold wind.

"You lost." Uncle's sword rested between his eyebrows, "But you can force me to use two swords, and that's your ability."

It turned out that he used both hands to wield the sword, and he used both hands very powerfully, just like the hand that normal people often use, with high dexterity.

"Jia Jun is left-handed, and his left hand is better than his right hand. If you don't use your right hand, it's for you." Da Fang walked over and stood behind the uncle.

"Forget it, Xiao Rui, you've done a good job." Xu Run went to help Song Rui. After all, she was his daughter-in-law. Once accepted, she was very tolerant of him.

Song Rui waved him away and looked straight into the uncle's eyes, "Does it look down on me if I don't use my left hand?"

Uncle's black pupils flickered, thoughtful, "You are not a professional after all..."

He didn't finish, but the meaning was clear.

Song Rui chuckled, "I understand."

Many years ago, there were people who looked down on him and looked down on him. Even after all these years, he still can't forget that when he first took over the group, others gave him a bad blow.

How did he solve it?

Song Rui raised his head and thought about it carefully.

At that time, only a dozen of the 36 shareholders came, and half of them went on strike to protest.

My uncle just died, and without a guardian, his position is even more unstable. Those who can come are to save his father's face, and those who can't come are to threaten him to hand over his position as a director, and to recommend more important shareholders in the group to the top.

Song Rui knew in his heart that once he gave in and handed over the position of director, the next step was to let him hand over the shares of the group, and the next step was to drive him out.

So he can't give in, but unfortunately he is still fledgling, even if he knows what other people are thinking, he still has to wait patiently.

That was the longest time he had waited for. It took more than five hours for more than a dozen shareholders to arrive late. Song Rui couldn't get angry, but he was not a fuel-efficient lamp. beat.

Every meeting lasts for a long time, and the mouth is dry. The secretary has already prepared tea, but it has been cold for a long time.

Song Rui took advantage of the problem, took a sip of tea, and then fell out, "The tea is cold, what do you do? Change the tea."

There was no warning when he did this, the secretary trembled, carefully picked up the broken cup on the ground, removed all the tea on the table, and replaced it with new tea.

The meeting continued, and the manager of the subsidiary company reported on this year's performance. Song Rui suddenly called a stop, and the whole meeting room fell silent, and the needle could be heard when the needle dropped.

"The most important thing is the time to make tea." He looked at the cup noodles, "The leaves are yellow and the tea is cloudy. If it is overcooked, change it."

The secretary turned pale, trembling and changed again.

However, Song Rui was still not satisfied, "The tea leaves are floating on the water surface, the entrance is light, there is not enough time, continue."

The secretary's face turned blue this time, although he was innocent, but he had no choice but to kill a chicken for the monkey to see, he was doomed to be sad this time.

The tea leaves were still the same, but the tea water was changed again and again. The atmosphere in the entire meeting room was weird, like a layer of dark clouds, and everyone's faces were not good-looking.

Although Song Rui didn't say it clearly, anyone with a little brain would know that he was indirectly scolding the latecomers.

It takes time to make tea, but isn't it necessary for a meeting?

At that time, he was not very capable, and he was restricted everywhere, so he had no choice but to make such a bad move, but now, no one forced him, and no one pressed him, but he was just unhappy.

How could he lose?

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what he wants, what he wants to do, no matter how difficult it is, as long as he thinks about it, he will definitely win, he must be the last one, he can only succeed, not fail!

His time was not lost!

"Who said I lost." Song Rui brushed up his loose temple hair and smiled sweetly.

The morning sun was just right, like a string of halos, covering him layer by layer.

"The game isn't over yet."

His voice was not loud, but he was full of confidence and calmness, as if he had regained his former glory, his whole person exuded an aura of only dancing.

brush!

The shattered ice sword in the pond recovered instantly and flew to his palm like a beam of light, a hundred times faster than before.

"You hide your strength, don't I?" Song Rui's sword pointed directly at the uncle, and there was a hostility between his brows.

It's completely different from the usual gentle and gentle image, like releasing a wild beast, with cold and piercing eyes.

The cold air spread from under his feet, forming a thick layer of ice, and quickly occupied this territory, which belonged to his world, the king's domain.

The uncle obviously felt that he was different, but he couldn't say it, he just felt that it was very dangerous, and he had to—

Get started first!

He jumped up, and the two swords in his hands, one solid and the other empty, slashed towards him like lightning.

Song Rui raised his hand to block, the sword was too fast, he couldn't see clearly just now, but now——

"too slow."

boom!

The sword was suddenly thrown away by him, and he slashed at Bai Jiajun's wrist with one sword, the speed was fast, urgent, and ruthless, as if he really wanted to cut off his hand without spared any effort.

The uncle's face turned pale, and he felt a little angry and disturbed by this thought. He always felt that such Song Rui was very strange.

Although he spoke harshly, he was a family after all. He never thought of really hurting Song Rui, and the martial arts competition was also done to the end, but Song Rui—his attack was too heavy.

"That's all you have?" Song Rui knocked down the sword in his hand again, and waited for him to condense it with fire, "I'm so disappointed."

This time he didn't use all his strength at all, because all of Bai Jiajun's movements and moves were as slow as a snail in his eyes, they could easily block the route and hit his vital position.

"I don't need you at all!"

boom!

With a turn of Song Rui's sword, the other side of the sword was condensed, restoring the move that Bai Jiajun used just now, and defeated him with the way he defeated himself.

"You are not qualified!"

Clang!

The ice sword made an empty sound and was nailed to Bai Jiajun's ear. Just as he was about to get up, Song Rui's other sword pointed at his chest.

He threw the sword, and the hostility on his face remained undiminished, "From today on, I am the only Patriarch of the Bai family, and my words are imperial decrees, and everyone must obey them!"

His voice is decisive and unquestionable, like a king standing on the top, looking at everyone from a bird's-eye view.

Everyone has different expressions on their faces, including surprise, curiosity, and fear.

They probably never imagined that Song Rui could beat his uncle who had been training all the year round.

Of course, even the housekeeper and the old man who came after him couldn't think of it. They just thought Song Rui had potential.

It must be very difficult to get the stone in the situation of so many masters vying for it, but Song Rui's luck exceeded his expectations.

It seems that this daughter-in-law still knows too little.