In the inner city of Lin'an County, in the Yizhanliu Dojo, a thin and slender figure kneels under the word 'Zhan', with thin cheeks and sunken eye sockets, thin lips, and an unusually cold look. The dark eyes in the sunken eye sockets are as sharp as blades and full of anger.
It seemed as if he was going to chop into pieces the person who was kneeling in front of him.
"Not only did you escape back, but you also threw away the horizontal blade that is the symbol of the martial arts swordsmanship. You really disgraced the martial arts swordsmanship and the face of my Ichiryu Zanlangzhan dojo." Zuo Zhixing, the wave-slashing swordsman, said coldly.
Filled with rage, he wanted to immediately pull out the horizontal blade and cut the person kneeling in front of him into pieces. This person was none other than Jing Tao, the iron swordsman.
Jing Tao was so frightened by Fang Qinglei's roar that he was so frightened that he didn't even hold his sword and fled back to the town of Yi Zhanliu Dojo in the city. Then the wave-cutting swordsman returned early with his friends and saw Jing Tao without a sword.
He looked as embarrassed as a beaten dog and asked in anger. Jing Tao did not dare to hide anything and told everything.
"Throw away the cross blade. In our country of Dongren, you will at least have your arm cut off as punishment, and in serious cases, you may even be beheaded." A slender, short-haired figure kneeling on the left spoke. His voice was very cold and his accent was weird, as if he was not used to using dynasty.
Speak.
Jing Tao's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly raised his head and looked to the left.
If your arm is cut off, your strength will be greatly reduced, and it may even affect your subsequent practice. If you are beheaded, you will be cold and have nothing left.
"Jun Yizhi, this is the Dayun Dynasty, the rules must be flexible." Zuo Zhixing said, but the anger in his heart did not diminish at all: "Junior brother Yizhi, in your opinion, what kind of martial arts training does that person have?"
"At least a peak swordsman." Kazushi Higashikawa said with a solemn expression and a strange tone. Zuo Zhixing looked awe-inspiring. The swordsman is the realm of swordsmanship training in the Dongbian Kingdom and is a true warrior corresponding to the martial arts of the dynasty.
A master of martial arts who is at least at the peak of a true martial artist, no wonder his disciple is no match for him.
However, the chisel blade must be taken back, and the shameful face must also be taken back.
"Jing Tao, lead the way." Zuo Zhixing said bluntly. Jing Tao was startled at first and then happy, kowtowed quickly and stood up.
"Yoshi-kun, just wait for me in this dojo." Zuo Zhixing hung the cross blade on the hemp rope around his waist and said to the short-haired and capable middle-aged man sitting aside.
"I'm going with you, so I can see what the warriors of the dynasty are capable of." Higashikawa Kazushi said with a cold smile. He had just crossed the sea from the Dongren Kingdom and wanted to challenge the warriors of the dynasty and promote the reputation of Yi Zanliu.
"That's fine." Zuo Zhixing nodded, and stepped out of the Yizanliu Dojo together.
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At Qinghu Martial Arts Hall, Lin Xiao had already changed into a clean short robe and was staring at the expressionless Fang Qinglei with resentful eyes.
"Brother Ax, to a big guy like you, that straight knife is nothing, but to me and Azheng, it is related to his school fees and the cost of marrying a wife and having a baby." Lin Xiao said again.
Once he opened his mouth, he moved with emotion and reason, hoping to impress Fang Qinglei and let him return the straight knife to him.
That's right, give it back to yourself, because it is your own trophy.
It's a pity that after returning to the martial arts gym with the trophies, Fang Qinglei insisted that those were his trophies. If Lin Xiao didn't give them to him, he would take action. Seeing Fang Qinglei eager to beat himself up, Lin Xiao finally
Handing over the straight knife with a resolute attitude... and the most timid expression.
Heartache!
The moment I handed over the straight knife, I felt as if I was handing over a thousand taels of silver. I was so heartbroken that I couldn't breathe.
money!
It's all his own money and his heart's content. What Fang Qinglei did was tantamount to digging out a piece of flesh in Lin Xiao's heart. Can it not hurt?
No matter what Lin Xiao said, Fang Qinglei always looked expressionless. He obviously didn't want to talk to Lin Xiao, but Lin Xiao kept repeating it like a repeater, as if ten thousand bees were buzzing in his ears.
The buzz kept going, and Fang Qinglei finally couldn't help it anymore: "Zuo Zhixing will come to redeem the horizontal blade soon. If you want it, wait for Zuo Zhixing to arrive and let you handle it."
"Zuo Zhixing." Lin Xiao was startled for a moment, and then he remembered that Zuo Zhixing was not the owner of a Zhanliu Dojo in the county, a true warrior known as the Wave-Cutter Swordsman, and he immediately smiled with a smile on his face:
"Hehehehe, Brother Ax, you scared the Iron Swordsman away, so of course the weapon he left behind is your trophy."
"This cross blade... you don't want it anymore?" Fang Qinglei looked at Lin Xiao with a smile but not a smile: "It's worth a thousand taels of silver, it's just so much money."
Lin Xiao's expression froze, and there seemed to be white silver in front of him that shone enchantingly. He kept moving his fingers to seduce himself, and then Lin Xiao smiled and said: "Brother Ax, I don't want that cross-blade, just give me a thousand
Two is fine.”
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lin Xiao couldn't help but praise his witty reaction. He was able to get money and avoid trouble at the same time. What a coquettish operation.
"Have you ever tasted such a big fist?" Fang Qinglei was startled at first, then raised his fist as big as a sand bowl and said to Lin Xiao with a half-smile.
"It's not as delicious as big pig's trotters." Lin Xiao replied seriously.
Since he couldn't get back the chisel and couldn't get a thousand taels of silver, Lin Xiao said he didn't want to talk to Fang Qinglei anymore and got up and went back to his room.
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"The true warriors are too strong, much better than the internally trained warriors."
Carefully recalling the battle in Baiyuntang, Lin Xiao couldn't help but secretly sigh. Fortunately, the last time he dealt with the Broken Heart Tiger, he suddenly got an iron plate chest protector. The effect was quite good. After that, Lin Xiao went to the blacksmith shop to find the old blacksmith to customize it.
, I was in a hurry last time, so the iron plate was relatively rough, but this time it was repeatedly forged and tempered. With the same thickness, the protective effect is much better than last time.
Otherwise, Wang Ran's finger-strength bombardment would have long ago burped his ass, and there would be no need to wait for the iron sword master's palm to strike directly.
If it weren't for the iron plate chest guard that blocked him, the palm knife would have fallen directly on him and he would have been killed without waiting for Brother Ax to come to his rescue.
Lin Xiao also thought about wearing a suit of armor to better protect himself, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up. Wearing a suit of armor would affect his movement, so he could only retreat to protect his chest, and it would be covered by his robe.
Live, not easy for people to notice.
"A true warrior, a true warrior, a martial arts master." Lin Xiao secretly sighed: "I don't know when I will be able to become a martial arts master."
Think about Brother Ax, the word "gun" was as earth-shattering as the roar of a tiger king. It scared the real warrior-level iron-slashing swordsman to the point where he even lost his sword and fled in panic like a prodigal dog. How majestic.
"What if we change the goal?" Lin Xiao had a sudden thought, rubbing his chin, and suddenly realized: "Why should I set a threshold for myself to choose between the two? There is no conflict between being a gang leader and becoming a strong martial artist, not to mention that I
Children don’t have to make choices, adults should choose them all.”
As he spoke, Lin Xiao stretched out his hands and grabbed them together, as if grabbing some kind of dragon-clawed hand, and laughed.
After thinking about it, Lin Xiao thought about what happened today, and it became clear that it was the new gang leader Wang Tianhua who set up a trap against him. Wang Daniu and the other three were essentially being used, or in other words, were implicated by him.
"Wang Tianhua." Lin Xiao suddenly showed a sneer on his face. What is basically certain is that Wang Tianhua and the others do not dare to deal with him anymore, firstly because of Xiao Tianyu's name, secondly because of the terrifying power of Brother Ax's roar, and even more
It shocked them greatly.
To be able to shout back a true warrior is, at best, a true warrior, which means that Lin Xiao has a true warrior as his backer. Before they find out Lin Xiao's true identity, it is certain that Wang Tianhua and the others will not dare to deal with Lin Xiao again.
"Otherwise, kill Wang Tianhua..." Lin Xiao suddenly began to think deeply, thinking about the feasibility of this.
It was not difficult to kill Wang Tianhua. He was just a beginner, and his swordsmanship could not be compared with his own. He was no match for him. If Wang Ran hadn't intervened at that time, Wang Tianhua would have been finished.
But Wang Tianhua has Wang Ran following him. It will be difficult to surpass Wang Ran and kill Wang Tianhua. He can't deal with a master who has perfected his internal training.
On another point, Lin Xiao also thought that if he killed Wang Tianhua, it would be a relief, but troubles would follow one after another. He couldn't rely on Brother Ax for everything.
Being rescued by Brother Ax this time was also an accident and was not expected at all.
The most important thing is that Lin Xiao is worried about affecting Azheng.
"Forget it, let Wang Tianhua be free for a while. If there is a suitable opportunity, he will be dead." Lin Xiao smiled coldly and wrote down this account first.
Now, I have been demoted, from the big boss to the elite gang member. A downgrade is just a downgrade. As for the fine of a thousand taels of silver, I will give you even half a penny, and Wang Daniu and the other three are equivalent to being expelled from the Baiyun Gang.
, even if not, Lin Xiao still hopes that they will withdraw from the gang.
In fact, being part of a gang really has no future, especially for ordinary people.
Although Wang Daniu and the other two have now learned the basics of horse riding and martial arts, it would take seven or eight years to get to the beginning of martial arts through horse riding. It would be impossible for them to do so. If the gang continues to hang out, they are not sure whether they can survive that long.
Lin Xiao suggested that they heal Dazhu's injury first, and then find other jobs, or start a small business on their own. No matter what decision they made, Lin Xiao would sponsor them.
Being an ordinary person, living a stable life, marrying a wife and having children in the future is also a good thing. As for the dangerous job of joining a gang, leave it to me, Lin Wuming. Anyway, I am Lin Wuming.
A man who is determined to be the leader of a gang, that is a dream he had when he was young. When he gets old in the future, he will not regret because of his inaction.
"If you want to be a gang leader, you still need to have enough strength." Lin Xiao said to himself. He Mingshan also told him that if he was an internal practitioner, he could directly write a letter to the main gang for recommendation.
He succeeded to the position of leader of the Qingtong Township branch gang.
Once upon a time, the position of gang leader was very close, but because of insufficient cultivation, he lost it. It was so painful to breathe.
With his thoughts spinning, Lin Xiao got the previous record again. It stands to reason that by killing three external forgings, he would get thirty records, and a single sword kill would get an extra double record, so he should get
Thirty plus sixty adds up to a total of ninety, but the fact is that thirty plus one hundred and twenty makes a total of one hundred and fifty. This is worth considering.
"One sword kills... one sword kills three times..."
Lin Xiao pondered and felt that the difference lies in the description. The ultimate kill means killing only one person, while the triple kill means killing three people with just one sword.
"Could it be said that killing with one sword is double the result, killing twice with one sword is triple the result, and killing three with one sword is quadruple the result?"
After careful and repeated consideration, Lin Xiao was convinced that his guess was correct. In this way, the ways to obtain results were broadened.
Putting aside distracting thoughts, Lin Xiao concentrated on training, striving to reach the limit of external training as soon as possible, and then attack the internal training.
At the same time, three similarly dressed figures followed the dusty road along the wide official road, stepped into the boundaries of Qingtong Township, and flew directly towards the Baiyun Gang.