This is just a matter of time to stop when you are in the competition. You can use 80% of your martial arts at most. Otherwise, Ji Yuan will surely be more powerful when you hear the blow.

That's it. The dull sounds of fists and feet fighting each other and the vibrations of the surrounding air all show that this is definitely not a fancy move.

The tenants and guys in the inn next to them were happy to watch, but if someone went up and got on, they would at least not get out of bed for half a month, and at worst they would be bedridden by the injury.

This also caused some thoughts to Jiyuan. After all, I am still a weak person now, and my martial arts seem to be very powerful.

Now everyone is in high spirits, and with the urges from others, when Lu Chengfeng and Wang Keluo were regulating their breathing, the two of them were preparing to come out to have a fight.

Of course, the few injured were not going to end up, but looking at it from the side was relieved. Among the nine people, Du Heng, whose right hand was deposed, seemed a little depressed, just sat there watching his companions fight and talk without saying a word.

Jiyuan not only has excellent hearing but also has a very high recognition of sound. He heard the voices of the other 8 people, but Du Heng never said a word. I think the blow was really too big.

‘It’s a great boy, but unfortunately I can’t help you.’

At this time, some inn tenants and servants were clamoring. Most of the people outside were in high spirits and Jiyuan didn't want to be too eye-catching. They were mixed in the crowd and acted as spectators. Anyway, they couldn't keep fighting.

The main thing is that the five people who were not injured were in the body and the injured were at most pointing fingers on the side. After several games, several people sat under the weeping willow tree to communicate together, talking about how the moves were more suitable and where the reactions were slow.

After holding the back door for a while, I didn't hear anything interesting. Jiyuan was a little impatient, but he was still embarrassed to ask them to have dinner now. He still had to have a little bit of a master's demeanor.

‘Forget it, they have been here to invite me to have dinner together these days, just wait when I go back to my room!’

Thinking of this, Jiyuan stopped leaving much and was about to go back to the room to continue trying the unknown cultivation effect of the chess piece.

That's right, although I still can't figure out why, although I don't know what it is for the time being, Jiyuan temporarily defines his previous state as a kind of cultivation...

After returning to the room, Ji Yuan recalled the feeling just now and tried to summon the chess piece, but I don’t know if it was too deliberate or something was missing. Even if it attracted a wisp of sliver of the green spirit energy, he could no longer enter the state of visualizing the heaven and earth in his body.

The breeze in the room gradually calmed down, and Jiyuan's hair no longer floated.

When the chess piece disappeared at the fingertips, another stream of green spirit energy turned into a cool feeling that flowed into the body along the fingertips and disappeared without a trace.

Ji Yuan dragged his chin and frowned.

‘No, can it be, is there still time requirements? By the way, when was that time? It’s really inconvenient to have no watch or mobile phone!’

‘Or come across a real practitioner in the future and confirm the question? If you can worship a powerful master who protects your shortcomings like in the novel, it would be fine!’

Ji Yuan was thinking, but suddenly his heart moved and he heard 9 footsteps approaching, accompanied by whispers between each other.

"Chengfeng, do you think Mr. Ji's practice is over now?"

"It's been so long, it should be over..."

"We must say anything no matter what!"

"Um!"

This small sound made Jiyuan a little confused and didn't know what they wanted to say.

After a while, the knock on the door rang out.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

"Mr. Ji, is it convenient for you now?"

Jiyuan rubbed his face dry with both hands and let himself wake up before answering.

"Come in!"

The wooden pivot of the inn wooden door brought a unique "creak~" sound, and nine men including Lu Chengfeng and Yan Fei entered one after another.

"Mr. Ji, we are here to say goodbye to you!"

Yan Fei said goodbye as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What? You all are leaving?"

Even though there was already a vague guess, Jiyuan still couldn't tell what he felt. These people were barely considered to be one of his few acquaintances in this moment, and they all left at once, and they felt a little lonely.

"Well, Ning'an County is a small place after all, and we can only be better treated after returning to our respective sects. I originally wanted to stay for a while, but now the owner of the third village of Luoxia Villa in Deshengfucheng came to find Junior Sister Luo. We, we have to go together..."

When Lu Chengfeng heard Ji Yuan's words, he actually wanted to stay, especially to see how Mr. Ji dealt with the haunted house, but he could only bite the bullet and answer this way. The owner of Sanzhuang was still waiting on the first floor of the inn.

Luo Ningshuang glared at Lu Chengfeng fiercely, and rarely acted as a daughter, facing the plot with apologies.

"Mr. Ji, it's nothing, but Uncle Third found that several of us were seriously injured, so he ordered us to go back..."

Suddenly, Luo Ningshuang seemed to have thought of something.

"Or sir can go back with us!"

The others' eyes lit up, and the nine people more or less tested whether Ji Yuan had the idea of ​​teaching any mysterious magic. Even now, they were not giving up. Especially in the backyard, they heard Lu Chengfeng talk about the magic of Mr. Ji's storm in the wind.

But going back with these people is something Jiyuan has never considered. Otherwise, those fooling people will be misleading sooner or later. It is not that Jiyuan cannot afford to lose this person, but sometimes things are not as simple as embarrassing.

Although Jiyuan has at least a certain confidence because of the relationship between chess pieces, this confidence belongs to the future, not the present.

"No, I still prefer to be quieter. We will see you again if we are destined to be!"

Hearing this, the few people were more or less disappointed, but a strange man like Mr. Ji must have always been at will, and they could not guess at random.

But Jiyuan's brain circuit turned to another place at this moment.

‘Oh, it’s a pity. It seems that I don’t have the chance to get some martial arts skills for the time being!’

...

After saying goodbye to the plan, the nine people went to the inn together, where a middle-aged man with a slightly long beard was drinking tea. He was wearing a wide-sleeved robe, with long hair without a crown or a bun, and looked like a Confucian scholar and a martial artist.

Seeing a few people coming down, the man put down the teacup.

"Goodbye after saying goodbye?"

"Well, third uncle, we..."

"Then let's go. I hired three carriages and waited outside the inn."

After saying that, the man stood up, shook his sleeves and put down five copper plates as tea money, and walked out of the inn first. Luo Ningshuang bit his lip but still had no choice but to follow. The other eight people followed suit, as if they were afraid of the third owner.

But when he stepped out of the inn, he seemed to feel something, turned around and looked up at the third floor, where a thin young man with a half-open eyes was nodding to him with a smile.

The owner of the third manor nodded and then stepped out of the inn. The nine people who followed him also subconsciously looked at the third floor and saw Jiyuan nodding to them.

They abide by the agreement with Jiyuan and did not mention anything they should not mention to outsiders, so the three owners only thought Jiyuan was a down-and-out mountain guest that nine people met on the mountain, and they have provided some help to them these days.

Outside the inn, three carriages lined up in a row. The owner of the three house got on the front one and asked the nine people to sit in the back two.

As the carriage driver waved his whip to drive the horse, the carriage gradually drove out of Ning'an County.

‘Young man, the waters of this river are so deep. Just a trip to the mountains to eliminate tigers, I paid such a heavy price. Oh, it’s a pity for the boy from the Du family…’

The third owner Luo Feng leaned in the slightly shaking carriage, shook his head and thought.

At this moment, Ji Yuan was still looking at the direction of the inn gate with some excitement. Although his vision was blurry, he seemed to be able to see something like "temperament", which made Luo Feng's image in Ji Yuan's eyes much clearer.

Often when something is special, Jiyuan's poor vision will play a surprising role, but Jiyuan inexplicably understands that the third owner has the most martial arts skills, and is definitely not a monster or something.

Looking back at the situation when Aggro King Dong saw Ji Yuan, Ji Yuan couldn't help but guess whether his eyes were Yin and Yang eyes or something with higher standards?

Of course, the thoughts in my mind were quickly replaced by another thought.
Chapter completed!