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Chapter 56

Songshan.

Ever since Shaolin had the idea of ​​reopening its gates, warriors from all over the world have gathered, and merchants have become rampant!

However, as warriors gathered, disputes among various sects resumed, and Shaolin also felt great pressure - after all, the agreement made back then, and now that Shaolin has unilaterally broken it, it means that it has become the enemy of all the sects and major powerful families in the world.

To put it bluntly, they just want to share the cake and compete for the favor!

"Everyone should prepare countermeasures. People from all walks of life are coming fiercely, and they will not give up. We need everyone to work hard to solve this matter!"

The Shaolin abbot told all the academies to unite this time. After all, all the academies agreed to reopen the mountain gate, and with Bodhidharma Academy as the leader, Du Zhen, a genius, became the leading person. The Shaolin abbot was also willing to train this genius.

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Du Zhen thought for a while, and quickly said loudly: "Don't worry, everyone. Since I dare to propose reopening the mountain gate, I must be mentally prepared."

"That's good!"

Many old monks in Shaolin were relieved. If they were to be targeted by martial arts sects all over the world, they didn't have to play around and could just declare it over.

Of course, Watanabe had already prepared.

At the foot of Songshan Mountain, in a small town.

Jiang Que and Huang Rong both stayed in the inn with Hong Qigong. When they looked up, they could see the crowds coming and going in the inn. Most of them were men from all walks of life, coming in and out with swords and sabers.

"Hmph, he is so brave in Shaolin. He dares to reopen the mountain gate right now. Doesn't he think he doesn't care about us?" The man in purple robe said coldly, with a look of anger on his face.

By chance, Jiang Chi passed by.

Seeing this familiar face, I couldn't help but sneered, "Brother Qiu, I never thought the world is so small that I would meet you here."

The man in purple robe is Qiu Qianren, who is still licking his wounds. In the more than two months since the massacre in Dadu, he, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, has also been seriously injured. Even with his acquired perfection, he almost cannot come back.

, now after two months of recuperation, he has finally regained some mobility.

If Shaolin hadn't taken the opportunity to cause trouble again, he wouldn't have come out, but Jiang Chi never expected to meet Qiu Qianren here, "It's really a narrow road for enemies!"

Ever since the massacre in Dadu, it has been widely spread that Jiang Qian was the expert who wore a hijab and understood the meaning of the sword. Even people with a little bit of a knack for it knew that the person who was injured in Prince Zhao's Mansion

He, Qiu Qianren, was the famous Imperial City Secretary Tiju Jiang Que.

He had been depressed about this for a long time. A pair of iron palms couldn't even compare to a demon. Who could he cry to?

Now hearing Jiang Chi's familiar voice, Qiu Qianren thought that he heard it wrong at first. After all, Jiang Chi had a bad reputation, and this was the boundary of Songshan Shaolin, where people from the martial arts world gathered, so logically they would not dare to come.

But when he turned around and looked into Jiang Chi's eyes, he couldn't help but tremble all over. He had been injured by Jiang Chi in Dadu, and he hadn't fully recovered yet. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Jiang, we are really destined."

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If he had never fought against Jiang Chi, he might have thought that with a pair of iron sand palms, he could defeat all the invincible opponents in the world, and even teach Jiang Chi how to behave.

But now, he was very afraid.

Jiang Que glanced coldly and smiled at him: "It's quite a fate, but unfortunately it's just a bad fate. Last time, Gang Leader Qiu wanted to teach me a lesson. I wonder if he has the same idea this time?"

Continue to teach him a lesson?

Qiu Qianren's face froze and he secretly complained, "If you hadn't understood the sword's intention, I might have had this idea. Now, I don't know who is going to teach whom."

Although he was arrogant and thought he was invincible with his iron palms, he was unable to do so when he encountered Jiang Chi, and even fell into a big fight.

Seeing Jiang Que's unkind tone, Qiu Qianren quickly put away his cold and arrogant expression and said with an apologetic smile: "Master Jiang is joking, how dare I, a small family member like me, teach you a lesson? If you don't mind, let's sit down and have a drink together?"

It's just that his smile is uglier than crying.

Jiang Chi glanced at him with disgust and said coldly: "Forget it about drinking. If Gang Leader Qiu is willing to discuss things with me, that would be great. After all, I am a stingy person. When I was in Prince Zhao's Mansion,

I have been wronged and have no ability to regain my face. Now I think my strength has improved a bit, so..."

After a pause, he didn't say the next words, but Qiu Qianren had already guessed it, and couldn't help but twitching his face, and thought depressedly, "Prince Zhao, you have lost face? So in the end, he was injured like a bloody man, was he fake?

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Jiang Chao's words made him so depressed that he wanted to eat dirt. He even smiled and apologized in a low voice. You, Jiang Chao, don't even accept your kindness at all. Does he still want to lose face?

So, looking at Jiang Que's indifferent face, Qiu Qianren's head started to heat up, and he responded coldly: "Since Mr. Jiang wants to compete with me, wouldn't I be laughed to death if I don't accept it?

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Angrily, he finally agreed. Seeing this, Jiang Chi nodded with satisfaction and said in a nonchalant manner: "Okay, I'll wait for you in the open space behind the town in a while!"

After saying that, he and Hong Qigong and Huang Rong entered the inn and settled down. The mountain behind was not Songshan Mountain, but a wilderness and flat land.

Hong Qigong was a little puzzled. After going upstairs, he asked: "Boss Jiang, you are provoking Qiu Qianren now, aren't you afraid of his iron palm?"

Although he had heard a little about the affairs of Prince Zhao's Mansion, Qiu Qianren had been in charge of the Iron Palm Gang for many years and Hong Qigong was still quite wary of his iron palm skills, so he couldn't help but worry about Jiang Qian.

Jiang Chi, on the other hand, smiled and shook his head, saying, "Qi Gong, I am just defeated by one of my men. I can still defeat him, so it doesn't matter!"

Huang Rong next to her suddenly understood and guessed: "Brother Jiang, if I'm not wrong, you should want to use Qiu Qianren to establish your authority. After all, there are many Jianghu people here, right?"

Demon Jiang's reputation is not very good. If he doesn't establish his prestige, even cats and dogs will come to disturb him.

Regarding Huang Rong's guess, Jiang Que did not deny it, nodded and said: "Rong'er, you are still smart, you can see through all of this at once, haha!"

Yes, that was his idea. When he lacked prestige, everyone would want to step on him, and they would all regard him as a stepping stone. Although Jiang Qian was not afraid, he would get upset if there were too many people.

But soon Hong Qigong next to him became unhappy. He rolled his eyes at Jiang Que angrily and said, "Ahem! I dare you to beat around the bush and call me, an old beggar, stupid, right?"

Although he said a few words of ridicule, he was actually not angry at all.

If Qiu Qianren is very strong, he will just have to keep an eye on him when the time comes and ensure that Jiang Qian, this good seedling, is not allowed to die young.

"Ahem." Jiang Qian blushed and couldn't help but said in embarrassment: "Qi Gong, you are overthinking. I didn't mean that. You must have guessed it right away, but you just didn't say it out loud, right?"

"Well, that's true." Hong Qigong nodded with satisfaction.

In the end, Jiang Qian was dumbfounded and couldn't help but mutter to himself: This old naughty boy.


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