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Chapter 3 Banknote Capability(1/2)

There is an artificial lake in the backyard of Shifu. On the east side of the artificial lake, there is a long bridge wharf built with wooden boards, which leads directly to the backyard of Shifu.

Passing the long bridge, you will come to the pier that covers an area of ​​only a dozen square meters. This is where Shi Jian practices his daily practice.

Huang Shang looked at the artificial lake and saw the mountains and forests in the distance. After estimating it, it was probably less than twenty hectares in size.

"Brother Shi, this lake..."

Seeing Huang Shang's face showing surprise, Shi Jian laughed and said, "It's just a small pond used to raise fish, shrimp, turtles, it's nothing, it's nothing! Hahaha..."

“…”

I thought my luxurious mansion was already very exaggerated, and I thought the area of ​​the Shi Mansion was not as big as that of my own, but when I saw this artificial lake, I realized that I was watching the sky from a well.

This Shi family is worthy of being one of the top wealthy families in Foshan. The breeding industry of this artificial lake alone is enough to support thousands of people!

"Brother Shi is really a big family and a big business, and it's enviable."

"Hahaha... Brother Huang is not a big deal, it's nothing."

While chatting and laughing, the two of them had arrived at the dock, which was built with super thick wooden boards and was very solid.

There is a row of weapons racks on one side of the dock, but there are only long sticks on the weapons racks, and nothing else.

"Brother Huang, are you good at weapons or fists?" Shi Jian asked.

Huang Shang said: "There are only stick techniques in terms of fists, feet, and weapons, but it is understandable."

"Oh?" Shi Jian's eyes lit up and he laughed: "Coincidentally, Shi is good at stick techniques, but since Brother Huang is good at boxing and kicking, how about we compare punching and kicking first, then stick techniques?"

"It depends on Brother Shi's arrangement."

"Okay! Get out of here!"

Shi Jian asked his followers to scatter and make room for competition.

"Li'er, stand far away and don't hurt you." Huang Shang said to Li'er.

Lier nodded and stood on the long bridge outside the pier.

In the middle of the dock, the two of them stood on the left and right. Shi Jian held his fists and bowed: "Brother Huang, please!"

Huang Shang clasped his fists and then put on the defensive posture of the ring player: "Please."

Shi Jian was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation when he grew up.

"Brother Huang, what kind of kung fu are you doing?" Shi Jian asked insolently.

"What you have to say should be mixed martial arts." Huang Shang said.

"Mixed Martial Arts?" Shi Jian thought.

"Brother Shi, I'm going to attack, be careful!" Huang Shang interrupted his thoughts and rushed towards Shi Jian while stepping on the butterfly steps.

"Good come!" Shi Jian shouted loudly, and a black tiger called out to meet him.

Huang Shang took the butterfly step and avoided the punch, and hit Shi Jian with a random jab.

Huang Shang is tall and has long arms, so it is perfect to use a jab to control the distance.

Shi Jian leaned back, and then he pulled his vagina.

Huang Shang's lower body became cold, and he immediately put his legs together and used his knees to block the vaginal foot.

The huge force made his knee hurt. It is conceivable that if this kick is firm, it will definitely be a waste of time.

A hint of anger flashed in Huang Shang's eyes, using eight-point force and all his agility and explosive power, and punched Shi Jian in the chest like lightning.

Huang Shang's punch was as fast as lightning, at least twice as fast as before. Although Shi Jian's brain and eyes kept up, his body could no longer keep up.

There was a dull bang.

Shi Jian groaned and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The severe pain made Shi Jian sweat and cough repeatedly, which seemed to hurt his lungs.

"Ah!?" Shi Jian's subordinate exclaimed, but he didn't expect Shi Jian to be knocked down so soon.

Huang Shang quickly stopped the call and said carelessly: "Brother Shi, is it okay?"

"Cough cough, it's okay..." Shi Jian coughed a few times, slowly stood up, his face pale: "Brother Huang is really powerful. In terms of fists and feet, I'm not your opponent."

This is natural. With Huang Shang's fighting ability of up to 83 points, coupled with his strength, agility, and explosive power of 96 points close to the limit of human beings, although this punch does not use all its strength, it is not something that Shi Jian, a person with insufficient magnitude, can bear.

However, Shi Jian has a very good physique. If most people get hit by Huang Shang, they must have been pulled away by an ambulance. Shi Jian just coughed a few times, and after a while, he recovered almost.

"I've tried the boxing and kicking competition, let's try the stick method again." After losing for a while, Shi Jian couldn't wait to win the game back.

"Brother Shi won't take a break?" Huang Shang knew very well the power of his punch. Shi Jian was definitely injured internally. Even if it was not very serious, he could not start the next competition immediately, otherwise the injury would definitely aggravate.

"No." Shi Jian is a very competitive person. He will not cry if he can't see the coffin.

"Then, I'm sacrificing my life to accompany the gentleman."

"Hahahaha, that's right!" Shi Jian laughed and pointed at the long stick on the weapon stand: "Brother Huang, you can choose first."

In fact, there is nothing to choose. The wooden sticks Shi Jian used to practice martial arts are all the best ash poles. The difference is that some use more and some use less, and the overall difference is not big.

Huang Shang picked a relatively new ash rod, held a stick in both hands and swept and chopped it down, nodding: "Brother Shi, I've picked it."

"Okay!" Shi Jian grabbed the ash wax rod on the far left side of the weapon stand. This was the best quality of all ash wax rods. Huang Shang didn't pick it away, and he picked up this one without hesitation.

"Brother Huang, please!"

"Brother Shi, please!"

The two of them set off and waved wooden sticks to fight one place.

Bang bang-

Huhuhu--

Slap—

The two white wax poles were swung by the two of them, and the sound of the sound of the bombardment made everyone around them feel cold in their hearts.

Huang Shang didn't expect Shi Jian's stick technique to be so powerful, and he was completely different from being bare-handed and empty-handed.

In terms of strength, speed, and explosive power, of course, he is still the dominant one, but Shi Jian's skills and experience are beyond his reach.

Many times, he used all his strength to easily resolve it by his slap. Not only that, Shi Jian also had a stroke of magic from time to time, and the long stick attacked places that he was difficult to defend against in some incredible way. If he hadn't reacted fast enough and had the speed fast enough, he would have been defeated long ago.

What an amazing stick technique!

Compared to Huang Shang's lack of support and stubbornness, Shi Jian is becoming more and more excited as he fights.

It has been a long time since he met an opponent (target) who can make him do his best. The current situation makes him more and more excited. Many killer moves that are difficult to use on weekdays have also been used one by one. As time goes by, these killer moves have become more and more proficient and more powerful.

But strangely, although the power of his stick technique is getting stronger and stronger, Huang Shang still blocks it. Although it is very dangerous, it does block it. And as time goes by, it seems that it is getting easier and easier to resist?

How is this possible!

Shi Jian was shocked.

This is certainly possible.

Because he couldn't attack for a long time, Shi Jian's internal injuries worsened and he had to stop attacking and coughed repeatedly with a long stick.

Huang Shang glanced at his stick method.

60.

The martial arts of this era are indeed different from those of later generations, and are real killing skills.

Just like Shi Jian's previous trick of lifting his vagina, it was not that Shi Jian was so vicious that he wanted to kill him, but that his fist skills had such moves.

Everything is to make the enemy lose its resistance. This is the true essence of martial arts, which is what the novel calls the national arts.

"Brother Shi, is it okay?" Huang Shang stepped forward and cared about Shi Jian's condition.

In one battle, I helped me improve the 5-point stick technique. I have made a decision for friends like Brother Shi.

"Ahem, it's okay." Shi Jian took a few breaths, his complexion still looked a little ugly: "I didn't expect that Brother Huang's stick method was also good, Shi admired him."

"Brother Shi is really ruining me."

Huang Shang was very ashamed and praised Shi Jian without hesitation: "Brother Shi's stick technique is truly superb, so he can understand what it means to have someone outside of people and there is a heaven outside of heaven."

"Hahaha... cough cough cough... Brother Huang is polite." Shi Jian just couldn't stand the flattery and patted Huang Shang on the shoulder with a smile: "Although Brother Huang's stick method is not as good as mine, it is not bad. If you have the opportunity to compete more in the future."

"It must be certain."

【Side Quest 1: Complete.】

...

The host and guests left the Shi Mansion with all their joy, and Huang Shang did not go to Baozhilin to challenge Huang Feihong and Zhu Rong at the first time.

First, the teacher has become an unknown master, and second, there are too many things to solve at home.

The maid at home has just finished her training and is still in the ‘probation period’, so Lier needs to spend more time to condition her, but the lack of males in the huge house is absolutely unprotected. So what Huang Shang needs to solve next is recruiting servants.

Thanks to the great blessings of the times, there are some young and young people in Foshan who cannot eat enough, and many refugees who have suffered disasters and fled. What he has to do is to select and hire useful personnel from it, one is to guard the house and the other is to create conditions for completing the main task.

To be honest, it is not difficult to drive opium out of Foshan, but the difficult thing is that there will be no slight opium in the next ten years.
To be continued...
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