Chapter 1055: The Worlds Heroes Meet Jiang Ning (2)
The sun gradually slanted westward, changing from warm yellow to lazy orange.
Ning Ji was watching with interest a confrontation taking place on the roadside near Jiangzuoji, about thirty miles west of Jiangning.
This is a branch road at the entrance of a village not far from the main road. There are more than thirty people on each side standing on the threshing floor on the roadside, greeting each other with obscene words. Among these people, there are about ten people on each side.
Some of them had actually seen blood, and they were armed with knives and guns, which were very lethal in a fight. The others seemed to be young men from nearby villages, carrying sticks, hoes and other things, shouting and shouting to build up their momentum.
Since it is not far from the main road, many pedestrians were attracted by the scene here and stopped to watch. There were people standing on the side of the main road, the nearby pond, and the field ridge. A large escort team stopped.
After getting out of the car, dozens of strong bodyguards pointed at this place from a distance. Ning Ji stood at the intersection of the field ridge and watched the excitement. Occasionally, he followed the others and shouted: "Listen to my advice and let's have a fight."
I don’t know why the two sides are fighting.
The two opposing parties also hung up flags. On one side was the Baofeng ship's "di" plate, and on the other side was the Resentment Society of the Eight Chariot Kings. In fact, at that time, the leaders of Baofeng's "Heaven, Earth and People" were in conflict with Chu Zhaonan's so-called "Eight"
The eight generals who held the banner might not recognize them. It was just a small friction, but once the flag was hung up, it made the whole confrontation feel ritualistic and topical.
“The Baofeng Hao is very rich, but when it comes to fighting, it may not be as hard as the eight hardships of life of King Chakravartin…”
There are knowledgeable green forest people who discuss on the ridge of the field. Ning Ji listens with his ears pricked up.
"It's true, it's true, these people from the Great Light Sect will not die even if they drink the talisman water. Although Baofenghao has more money, it may not have the upper hand."
Ning Ji jumped up and put his hands over his mouth: "Stop arguing! Let's have a fight!"
The fight has indeed come to a head on the threshing floor over there. The two sides have stepped back a certain distance, and each has to line up a thug.
A skinny young man with a rather abnormal expression came out of the "Resentment Society" of the King of Wheels. This man was holding a machete and had a fierce look in his eyes. He took a bowl of talisman water and drank it. Then he began to tremble in front of everyone, and then danced.
, stomping his feet to pray to God. This man seemed to be a trump card in the village here. After he started to tremble, everyone was excited. Someone recognized him and said in the crowd: "The third prince Nezha! This is the upper body of the third prince Nezha! Opposite side
You will suffer a lot!"
“Nezha is the one with the gun, right?” Ning Ji turned around and asked.
The other party slapped Ning Ji on the head: "What do you know, little kid! The third prince is famous here for his reputation. He has killed countless people on the battlefield!"
His slap had no lethality, so Ning Ji did not hide, and turned around and ignored this idiot. As for the other party saying that this "third prince" had killed people on the battlefield, he did not doubt it. From the look of this man's demeanor,
It is a bit inhumane, and belongs to the category of people who have a mental breakdown on the battlefield but survive. In the Chinese army, such people will be sought out for psychological counseling to nip their problems in the bud, but this person in front of him clearly understands
He is already very dangerous. In a small village, it is no wonder that these people use him as a thug.
During the process of "inviting the gods" here, a boxer with a well-proportioned figure came out from the Baofeng ship opposite. He was half a head taller than the murderer here at the Resentment Society. He didn't look very burly in his clothes. Facing him
The opponent who wielded the knife just wrapped a few layers of oilcloth around his hands as gloves. A group of people on the roadside looked at his unimpressive behavior and booed, feeling that his momentum had been lost to the "Third Prince"
Overwhelmed.
The people on the Baofeng ship were also very nervous. Several people were asking questions in front of the boxer. Someone seemed to have brought a knife and a gun, but the boxer did not make a choice. This shows that the people flying the Baofeng ship flag were not very familiar with him. Look.
In the eyes of others, 80% has been lost.
Ning Ji found it interesting.
This boxer's steps and movements are extremely calm, and the method of wrapping the oilcloth glove is extremely sophisticated. After making a fist, his fist is larger than the average person's punch, and the fist edge is flat, plus the outline of his upper arm revealed when the wind blows his sleeves, all show that this
He has been practicing boxing since he was a child and has already become a good fighter. Faced with this kind of situation, he breathes evenly and has a slight hint of urgency hidden in his natural expression, which somewhat reveals the fact that he has a lot of blood.
The two groups of candidates competed in front of such a large audience and challenged each other. It was obvious that they also had the idea of showing their strength to the outside world. The "Third Prince" shouted and jumped, and the boxers here also raised their hands to the surroundings, and both sides quickly moved
The ground hit together.
The "Third Prince" who had seen blood on the battlefield used his sword fiercely and fiercely. The fighting was like a mad monkey. The boxer on the opposite side first retreated and dodged, so the first round was the "Third Prince's" sword swing.
Attacking, he struck the opponent almost ten times. The boxer dodged around the field, showing urgency and embarrassment several times. In the whole process, he only returned three punches in a deterrent manner, but none of them actually hit the opponent.
.
Seeing the "Third Prince" roaring and continuing to attack, Ning Ji, who was watching here, sighed slightly. This man's crazy momentum was very strong, which was somewhat similar to that of "Miao Dao" Shi Shuifang from Tongshan County.
Similar, but his martial arts skills are not that amazing, which limits the upper limit of his performance. Compared with ordinary people who have not gone to the battlefield to fight, the momentum of this kind of ruthless madman is extremely terrifying, but once he stabilizes
At the end of the battle...
On the threshing floor, the "Third Prince" slashed out with a knife. Without stopping, he kicked the opponent's crotch vitals with a sharp kick. This should be the combination he had expected, and the swing of the knife on his upper body was not fierce.
The kick from below was unexpected. According to the previous fight, the opponent should have ducked away, but at this moment, I saw the boxer taking a step forward towards the blade, spinning his legs and twisting, and the blade he swung cut.
He hit his shoulder, and the "Third Prince"'s steps staggered. The fierce kick he kicked was caught by the boxer's legs, and then a fierce fist hit his face.
“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa——”
The cry of the "Third Prince" was ferocious and distorted. He waved the sword in his hand and staggered back. The boxer was approaching all the time. The two sides exchanged two moves and punched the side of the "Third Prince" again.
, and then twisted the opponent's arm and scissored him backwards. The "Third Prince's" knife-holding hand was held, and he walked quickly, jumping wildly like a lame monkey, and the boxer punched him on the shoulder again.
Go up and punch him twice in the face.
The "Third Prince" let go of the handle of the knife with his right hand and went to catch it with his left hand. He heard a click and his right arm was broken by the opponent's fist. The boxer dragged him and punched him one after another. In the blink of an eye, the oil cloth
His gloves were covered in blood.
After fighting like this for a while, when the "Third Prince" was let go, the other party had already fallen into a pool of blood as twisted as a torn sack. His hands were broken, his feet were in bad condition, and his head and face were covered in blood.
, but his body was still twitching in a pool of blood, and he seemed to want to stand up and continue fighting. Ning Ji didn't think he would live long, but it was a relief.
"I am 'Iron Fist' Ni Po! I am from Jizhou." Under the setting sun, the boxer spread his arms and shouted to everyone, "In two days, I will represent the equal flag of the King of Pingping and participate in the five-party competition. When the time comes, please
Everyone please support——"
When people on the roadside saw how heroic and heroic he was, they burst into cheers and praises. After a while, Ning Ji heard someone talking behind him.
"The five-party challenge is not easy to fight. It was set up by the 'King of Yama' Zhou Shang. If they fight three times in a row, people will die..."
“Sigh, young people are so arrogant that they think they are invincible even if they have some abilities. I see, they have also been deceived by people like Baofeng…”
"That's right, that's right. Those people from King Yama really came out of the gate of hell, and they are different from those who worship the Bodhisattva on the Wheel-turning King side."
“You are still young...”
Among the voices of the discussion was the silly guy who had just hit him on the head. Ning Ji curled his lips, shook his head and walked towards the road. Over the course of the day, he had already figured out the outline of many things happening in Jiangning, and in his heart
Satisfied, I am more open-minded about being patted on the head like a child.
If I were to choose a nickname, I should be "Profound Education" Long Aotian now, but unfortunately no one knows it yet.
The sun was setting in the west. Ning Ji walked through the road and the crowd and headed east.
Jiangning——
Similar to the situation in Chengdu last year, after the news of the Heroes Conference spread, a large number of people from all walks of life gathered around this ancient city.
What is different from the situation at that time is that last year in the southwest, many veterans of the Chinese Army who had experienced battlefields and fought with Jurchens and survived were all restrained by the military and did not come out to show off to the outside world. Therefore, even if thousands of Green Foresters entered Chengdu,
In the end, he only participated in the well-ordered sports meeting. This made Xiao Ningji, who was afraid of chaos in the world, even more bored.
But in Jiangning at the moment, the Fair Party's posture is like raising a poisonous poison. A large number of subordinates who have experienced fighting are placed outside in batches. In the name of the five kings, they will continue to fight, and strongmen from other places who lick blood from the knife edge enter.
After that, the outside of Jiangning City became like a jungle, full of monsters with snarling teeth and claws.
Among them, although there are many people who are embroidered pillows with loud voices and empty steps, there are indeed many people who have killed people, seen blood, been on the battlefield and survived. Their methods of fighting on the battlefield may not be as good as
The Chinese Army is as systematic as it is, but for everyone, the blood and fear they feel, as well as the inhuman aura that brews out of it, are similar.
The entire Fairness Party seems to be catalyzing this Shura-like atmosphere again. Not only did they set up a large arena for the Heroes Conference in Jiangning, but several forces within the Fairness Party also secretly set up various small
In the arena, people come on stage to fight every day. Whoever shows amazing skills in the arena will not only be able to take away the rich assets set by the ring master, but will also be attracted and bribed by all parties. In the blink of an eye,
Soon he became a prominent figure in the Fair Party army.
For many people who are willing to lick their own blood - including many figures within the Fairness Party - this is a career path full of risks and temptations.
For example, in the five-party arena set up by the Zhou and Shang clan of "King of Yama" in the city, anyone who can compete three times in a row can take away a bounty of one hundred taels of silver in public, and will also receive generous offers from all parties.
Recruitment. At the moment when the Heroes Conference begins, all factions in the city are recruiting troops. He Wen has the "Sanjiang Lei", Shi Baofeng has the "Tianbaotai", Gao Chang has the "Millions of Soldiers and Horses Lei", Chu
There is a "Tongtian Arena" in Zhaonan. Every day, several masters will be determined in each arena and become famous. And after these people are attracted by all parties, they will eventually enter the entire "Heroes Conference" to win the final victory for a certain force.
champion.
In Ning Ji's eyes, such a brutal, bloody and chaotic situation is much more interesting than last year's Chengdu Conference, not to mention that behind this competition, there may be elements from all parties involved in the Fairness Party.
A more complicated political dispute - of course, he has little interest in politics, but he knows it will lead to more chaos, so that's fine.
In this process of progress, of course, we will occasionally find a few truly outstanding figures, such as the "Iron Fist" Ni Po just now, or other weird people who may have amazing artistic talents and extraordinary backgrounds. They are more powerful than others.
Together with the various swordsmen who survived the battlefield, the murderous ones are a bit more interesting.
This is a hobby left behind in the army. Peeping... No, surveillance in the army is the same. Before people notice you, you have already discovered the other party's secrets. In future fights, there will naturally be more.
What a chance of victory. Ning Ji was originally short in stature. When he followed Zheng Qiming, he was often assigned as a scout to check the enemy's whereabouts. Now he has developed this habit of spying secretly. The reason is that he is serving the country and the people. No one can
Tell me what kind of bad habit this is.
Coupled with his family background since he was a child, from Hong Ti Xigua to Chen Fan, to Du Sha, and to all the masters in the military camp, they all taught him all kinds of martial arts knowledge. Many of the sayings in martial arts practice are now available to him.
He could confirm it one by one from the people he saw on the road. He saw through it without telling it, but he also found it a kind of fun.
When the sunset turned completely orange, we were still about twenty miles away from Jiangning. Ning Ji was not in a hurry to enter the city today. He found a tributary of the waterway that could be seen everywhere on the roadside. He walked backward for a while and saw a stream below.
There were fish and frogs nearby, so I went down to catch them.
At this time, autumn has begun to deepen and the weather is about to get colder. Some frogs have moved into the mud to prepare for hibernation, but if you are lucky, you can still find traces of a few. Ning Ji writhed in the mud with bare feet, catching
A few frogs caught a fish, and he heard sounds coming from the other side of the corner of the stream. He searched all the way around and saw people catching fish in the stream upstream, because Ning Ji
The fish appeared, slightly stunned, and then the fish ran away.
What appeared in the shallow water over there was the young monk I had seen at the door of the inn at noon today. I saw that he also caught two or three frogs and stuffed them into the cloth bag he carried with him. This was probably the dinner he was preparing.
When he saw Ning Ji, he put his hands together and saluted. Ning Ji also put his hands together and said "Ami Tofu" and turned around and ignored him.
This little bald man had a pretty good foundation in martial arts, and he must have had a very powerful teacher. In a sudden glance at noon, several big men reached out from behind to grab his shoulders, and he dodged away without looking back. This was very difficult for a master.
In fact, it is nothing, but the most important thing is that Ning Ji only noticed his footwork at that moment. In other words, before that, this little bald man behaved like an ordinary person without martial arts. This kind of
Naturalness and convergence cannot be taught by ordinary methods.
Of course, on the other hand, even though he was drooling just looking at the roast duck, he had no intention of relying on his own artistic skills to rob him. If he failed to make alms, he was not upset when he was kicked out by the waiter. This shows that his upbringing is also good. And in troubled times.
, at a time when people who were originally docile have become ferocious, this kind of education may be said to be "very good".
Therefore, Ning Ji would feel relatively relaxed when seeing him.
The two of them caught frogs and fish for a while. The young monk only caught a small fish and put it into a cloth bag with his bare hands. Ning Ji had a good harvest. He immediately went up to a nearby slope to make a fire.
He put down the baggage and medicine box behind him, took out a small iron pot from the baggage, and prepared to set up the stove. At this time, the setting sun was mostly submerged in the sky on the other side of the horizon, and the last light shone through the forest.
Hearing the chirping of birds, I raised my head and saw the little monk standing in the water over there, holding his little cloth bag and looking over here with some envy.
Ning Ji also took a look at the little monk's equipment - the other person's belongings were much simpler. Except for a small package, shoes that were taken off on the slope and a small rice bowl for alms, there was nothing else.
, and it seems that there is no iron pot in the small package, which is far worse than carrying two bags and one box.
He thought for a while and waved over there: "Hey, little bald head."
The little monk ran over holding the cloth bag.
“You don’t even have a pot, do you want us to eat together?”
“…Okay, okay.” The young monk blushed for a moment and seemed quite happy for a moment. Then he calmed down slightly, clasped his hands and bowed: “Young man, you’re polite.”
"Go and collect firewood." Ning Ji had had many friends since he was a child, and he was not polite at this moment. He waved his hand casually and sent him to do his work. The little monk nodded immediately: "Okay." Just as he was about to leave, he handed the baggage in his hand.
He came over and said, "I caught it and gave it to you."
Ning Ji took the baggage and curled his lips slightly when he saw the other party running towards the nearby mountains and forests.
“You’re not afraid that I’ll just take something and leave, that’s stupid...”
After a while, the sky became completely dark. The two of them gathered around an earthen stove under a big rock behind the hillside and lit a fire. The young monk's face was full of joy, and Ning Ji talked to him casually.
“Little Baldhead, why do you call yourself Xiaona?”
“Master sometimes calls himself Lao Na. If I say whether I am called Xiao Na, Master says it doesn’t matter.”