Amidst the chaos of punches, a piece of iron plank hit Yang Ji's chest heavily, and failed again.
"How can it be!"
The gangster who made the sneak attack had his eyes wide open and looked like he had seen a ghost.
Face to face at such a close distance, no one could escape the stormy attacks of four or five of them at the same time, especially since he was sneaking up on them with random punches.
No one can dodge the attacks of four or five people and still notice the sneak attacks of others. No one, not even the famous disciples of the big clans, can't do it at Yang Ji's level!
"What the hell!"
One gangster shouted angrily.
"Zhao Liang, Wen Meng, what are you two doing?"
Zhou Kuang also roared angrily.
Zhao Liang and Wen Meng are both masters of the sixth stage of breathing, and they are also the strongest among the people he invited. In particular, they have also learned some martial arts.
It's understandable that they are not strong enough to defeat Yang Ji, but what are these two bastards doing? As long as they get entangled for a while and everyone swarms up, how can Yang Ji still be standing now?
Zhao Liang and Wen Meng both felt suffocated in their hearts.
Yang Ji's reaction was too fast. His body was spinning, turning, swinging, and constantly moving. It was impossible for more than three people to hit him at the same time.
Zhou Kuang and others were not strong, but they were the strongest in charging. As a result, they only took two shots in total, and they were dodged by Yang Ji.
“Wild horses part their manes!”
"An angry horse raises its hooves!"
The two roared violently, passed Zhou Kuang, and jointly attacked Yang Ji.
This time, Yang Ji did not dodge. His eyes darkened, he stepped forward, knocked away a gangster who was blocking the road and was breathing three times, and then rushed towards Zhao Liang and Wen Meng.
Among the people Zhou Kuang brought, these two were the strongest.
In just a moment, Yang Ji had already defeated four gangsters with his bare hands. As long as he defeated the strongest Zhao Liang and Wen Meng, the battle would be over.
Bang! Bang!
Yang Ji jumped on him and punched out with both fists, without any tricks.
In the past eight or nine days, he had been practicing bowing and archery all day long. His ten fingers were thickly calloused, and he even broke more than ten big bows. Now is the time to test the results.
boom!
In the flash of lightning, Yang Ji punched Zhao Liang and Wen Meng one after another. The fists met so poorly that Zhao Liang and Wen Meng felt that their fists had hit an iron mountain, and the huge force shocked them.
Zhao Liang, who faced Yang Ji's power, was knocked down by more than a foot, with one arm hanging limply.
Wen Meng's situation was much better. When Yang Ji fought with him, he had already suffered a lot and was still able to knock him back.
Wen Meng roared angrily and wanted to attack. However, Yang Ji instantly turned his elbow and received a heavy punch in the abdomen. He let out a scream and flew out.
Whoosh!
With a flash of cold light, Zhou Kuang took advantage of the opportunity and followed Wen Meng. Zhao Liang slashed at the top of Yang Ji's head from behind. However, there was only a crunching sound in his ears. Zhou Kuang's face turned pale and he was sweating. The sword raised high unexpectedly struck him.
Can't go down.
"Want to try again?"
Yang Ji said coldly.
The big bow in his hand was straightened, and the only long arrow left in the battle was clasped between the five fingers of his right hand. In the fierce battle, Yang Ji's long arrow had long been lost, and even the quiver containing the arrow was broken.
Halfway through, only the last miraculously left long arrow remained.
But it was this long arrow that made Zhou Kuang freeze instantly, not daring to move.
There was silence all around. There were more than a dozen gangsters standing, sitting, or lying around, all with pale faces. Having seen Yang Ji's terrifying archery skills, no one doubted the power of his arrow.
"Don't you dare do it!"
Zhou Kuang roared, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose.
"You can try."
Yang Ji said coldly.
"Don't you dare do it!!"
Zhou Kuang stared at Yang Ji and roared again. He just didn't believe that a person from a big clan like Yang Ji really dared to attack him.
Murdering has always been done by people like them who have different religions and are struggling in the dark.
He just didn't believe that Yang Ji had that kind of courage.
"You can try."
Yang Ji said coldly, pointing a long arrow at Zhou Kuang's forehead, and said only this sentence.
The three answers were exactly the same, but the meaning revealed each time was completely different.
The scene was deathly silent, and the atmosphere was even more terrifying than during the previous battle. Even people like Zhao Liang and Wen Meng turned pale.
No one dared to speak, and no one dared to take action.
Time seemed to have stopped for a moment. Yang Ji's long arrow did not shoot out, and Zhou Kuang's broadsword did not strike down!
The atmosphere is eerily quiet!
Knife and arrow, no one knows who will fall first!
Zhou Kuang looked at Yang Ji and gritted his teeth. He was always a little unwilling. So many people joined forces to deal with Yang Ji, but they actually failed.
He had already failed the first time. If he failed twice in a row, how could he gain a foothold in Pingchuan County and how could he order his brothers? Who would listen to him in the future? Who would betray his face?
…
boom!
Zhou Kuang's broadsword still cut down, but just before he cut down, a blood hole as thick as a little finger suddenly appeared on his forehead, and Yang Ji's long arrow shot from the forehead into the back of the forehead.
"He actually... really dares to take action!"
Zhou Kuang's head was raised, his long hair flying, and with a look of disbelief on his face, he fell heavily backwards.
He is just a fifteen-year-old boy, a lowly disciple of the Yang clan, and an ordinary person who has never killed anyone. How could he... dare!
Zhou Kuang couldn't believe it to his death. Yang Jizhen actually shot this arrow without any hesitation.
"It turns out...this is what it feels like to kill someone."
Seeing Zhou Kuang fall down, Yang Ji said silently in his heart.
Although he had killed rabbits, foxes, and wolves before, this was his first time killing someone, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable. However, Yang Ji had no regrets.
"Whoever kills will be killed." If he hesitated just a moment ago, he was already the one who fell.
Knives and arrows, after all, the arrow is faster!
…
"Boss!——"
A sad roar came.
When Zhou Kuang fell, three or four mixed-bloods rushed over with red eyes.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's expression turned cold, then he suddenly changed his mind. At the same time, he kicked four or five long arrows scattered on the ground into his hand.
"Crunch!"
There was a sound of a bowstring being pulled apart.
The surroundings fell silent again.
Yang Ji had a cold look on his face, clasped three long arrows in his hand, and pulled them to perfection. Four or five steps away, the three gangsters kept charging forward, all of them pale, with large beads of cold sweat streaming down their foreheads.
.
Within a hundred steps, there was deathly silence, except for the sound of the mountain wind.
Yang Ji's reaction was too fast, so fast that he didn't give them the slightest chance to take advantage of him.
"You want to die too?"
Yang Ji said coldly.
The three of them sweated more and wanted to say something, but their lips trembled and they were too frightened to speak. The others were not much better.
Before this operation, their understanding of Yang Ji was limited to "a guy who doesn't understand current affairs", but when Zhou Kuang fell, everyone felt a strong breath of death.
As long as Yang Ji is willing, he can kill everyone present.
"So, you really think so?"
Yang Ji said calmly.
"No...it's not..."
The three people's voices trembled and they were about to cry.
Although they are impulsive, they are not stupid. This action is a grudge between Zhou Kuang and Yang Ji. If they are killed, they will be just accomplices.
There is no need to bury yourself in other people's grudges.
Yang Ji said nothing, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
For a long time, I just listened to Yang Jidao, "I just want to ask you one question, how did you find me?"
Although he was asking the three people in front of him, everyone felt that Yang Ji was talking about themselves.
"Yang Yong! It was Yang Yong who said it. He told Boss Zhou... Zhou Kuang, you are here and gave us ten taels of silver."
Under the big tree beside the road, a gangster who was breathing three times said in a trembling voice. His throat was dry and his face was as pale as a dead fish.
"Yang Yong? It's actually him!..."
Yang Ji's eyes felt cold.
The dispute with Yang Yong had been going on for a long time, so much so that Yang Ji almost forgot about him. Unexpectedly, he was actually planning this.
Although it was unexpected, if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising at all given his character.
"It seems that the lesson learned last time was too light."
Yang Ji said coldly in his heart.
His heart moved, and he suddenly turned around and searched Zhou Kuang's body. Sure enough, he found a money bag containing eight or nine pieces of broken silver and a lot of copper. After counting, it was not too much or not, exactly ten taels.
.
"For ten taels of silver, he is really bleeding."
Yang Ji sneered in his heart.
A large clan adheres to rules in everything they do. Although Yang Yong has a higher status than him in the clan and receives better treatment, his monthly salary will never exceed two taels.
In addition, he spends a lot of money every month, leaving little left.
Ten taels of silver, I'm afraid he didn't know how long he had saved up. In order to deal with him, he also spent a lot of money. You must know that the expenses of Yang Ji and the old housekeeper for two months in the cold winter were only more than two taels of silver in total!
Yang Ji's life has always been in straits, but now that Yang Yong paid Zhou Kuang the ten taels of silver, he got an unexpected huge sum of money.
"If Yang Yong knew that I got his money, he would be furious."
Yang Ji sneered in his heart:
"With this money, at least I won't have to worry about food and clothing for a long time in the future. Even if the clan deducts my silver, it won't matter."
Yang Ji thought for a moment, plus the money he gave to the old housekeeper before, he now has enough money to support them for a year.
In this way, he can concentrate on learning martial arts during this year.
"However, we still have to find another way to deal with the training resources."
Yang Ji's thoughts changed and he looked at the gangsters again.
"I want you to tell Yang Yong everything about today, including Zhou Kuang's death, word for word!"
Yang Ji suddenly said.
ah?!
When a group of gangsters heard Yang Ji's words, they were all dumbfounded and couldn't react in their minds. According to the laws of the Han Dynasty, private killings were strictly punished. So after they killed someone, they tried their best to hide the information and evidence.
Who would take the initiative to expose it like Yang Ji?
"If I tell you to do it, just do it!"
Yang Ji said coldly, without explaining at all, "In addition, from now on, as long as I see you again, or hear a little bit of news about today from anywhere else, how did Zhou Kuang die?"
Yes, you should know..."
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. At this time, they also vaguely understood Yang Ji's thoughts. They immediately agreed and agreed, fearing that Yang Ji would kill them all if he was displeased.
"Now, you can take your people and get out."
Yang Ji said coldly and put away his bow and arrows.
After all, he is not a murderous person. Zhou Kuang's culprit has been killed, and the remaining people are irrelevant. There is no need to kill more people.
When everyone heard Yang Ji's words, they all felt as if they had been given an imperial edict and dared not say more. They lifted up Zhou Kuang's body, supported each other, and rolled away, fearing that Yang Ji would regret it if they walked too slowly.
…………
After solving the problems of these gangsters, Yang Ji walked alone on the mountain road, but his heart could not calm down.
In this battle, although he made a breakthrough before the battle and understood the principles of martial arts, fighting one against many almost exhausted his strength.
If he hadn't happened to be carrying a bow and arrows, and with Zhou Kuang's preparations and the thirteen skilled gangsters, he might have been the one who fell here today.
This incident deeply touched Yang Ji.
A person will not always be lucky. This time, he only escaped disaster because he learned archery in advance. However, bows and arrows are not omnipotent. If someone like Zhou Kuang is well prepared, he only has two chances to shoot arrows.
Zhou Kuang is just a small gangster from Pingchuan County. If he meets other powerful people, the consequences can be imagined.
"The role of external objects like bows and arrows cannot be ignored, but the key is my own strength. If I want to avoid this situation happening again today, I must improve my strength as soon as possible!"
Yang Ji secretly thought. Somewhere in his mind, he thought of Zhao Liang and Wen Meng again.
"Those two people seem to be using martial arts..."
Yang Ji was thoughtful.
These two people were different from the others. They had shouted loudly before taking action, and their postures were also precise.
When Yang Ji fought with them, he could clearly feel that their power was much stronger than those who could breathe normally in the sixth stage.
If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were obviously half-baked in their moves and had only learned half of them, the result today would still be unknown.
"Maybe..., I should also learn some martial arts."
Yang Ji was thoughtful.
Before reaching the martial arts realm, learning martial arts is the best way to solve this dilemma.
…
At the foot of the mountain, when Yang Ji could no longer be seen, a dozen gangsters stopped.
"Damn it! Zhou Kuang is dead, what should we do now? If 'Brother Big Tou' knew, he would definitely not let us go!"
One gangster looked sad and almost cried.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Yang Ji killed Zhou Kuang, what does that have to do with us? If we want to find him, he should also go to Yang Ji!"
Another gangster yelled, but his expression was uneasy and far from as confident as he said.
"Zhao Liang, Wen Meng, you two have the closest relationship with Brother Big Tou. You should have a word with each other."
A group of people looked at each other with wary expressions, all looking at Zhao Liang and Wen Meng, who were the strongest.
If Yang Ji were here, he would definitely be extremely surprised, because when these people were in front of him before, they never mentioned "Big Head Brother" at all.
Zhao Liang and Wen Meng did not speak, and looked very ugly.
In Pingchuan County, "Big Tou Ge" represents an unshakable position.
"Big Head" was that person's bandit name when he debuted, but later he received help from noble people, and now he has transcended the level of three religions and nine streams.
According to legend, he had already broken through to the martial arts realm, and his realm was extremely high and terrifying.
All gangsters in the ten miles and eight towns must obey his orders.
Whether Zhou Kuang died or not had nothing to do with them. But unfortunately, Zhou Kuang was a relative of Brother Big Tou, and it was because of his relationship that Zhao Liang and Wen Meng came to help Zhou Kuang. Unexpectedly, this happened
Kind of a thing!
"Brother Big Tou's whereabouts have been mysterious recently, and we can't contact him. Besides, Zhou Kuang is dead, so it's useless to say anything now," Zhao Liang said.
One sentence sent everyone to the bottom of their bodies, and everyone looked ashen.
"Are we really going to listen to that Yang Ji and leave Pingchuan County?"
A gangster muttered.
There was silence all around.
For a long time, Wen Meng sighed: "There is no way, neither the Yang clan nor Brother Big Tou can be offended by us. And that Yang Ji dared to kill even Zhou Kuang without even frowning. I doubt it.
If we don't do what he says as soon as possible, I'm afraid we will be killed by him without hesitation."
A group of people shuddered and subconsciously thought of Yang Ji's arrows. No one could dodge that kind of archery.
"Find someone to inform Yang Yong and leave here quickly. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Pingchuan County anymore!"
Wen Meng sighed, and then a group of people helped him and quickly left here.