Chapter 125 The Song Family's Kingdom and Li Banfeng's Rules

Song Jiasen returned to the mansion and gave Song Zhiyi two pills: "This pill can increase your strength. After eating it, go to bed quickly.

Song Zhiyi said: "Dad, this is my first time walking around. I will stretch my muscles and practice my hands for a while."

Song Jiasen frowned and said, "The fight will start tomorrow, what else are you going to practice?"

Song Zhiyi scratched his scalp: "Dad, my master said that if you sharpen your gun in battle, you will lose all your happiness!"

He studied art abroad since he was a child, and he spent more time with his master than with his father. When he opened his mouth or shut up, he always said, "My master said it."

Song Jiasen hated this game's catchphrase: "Don't talk about these useless things, I told you to sleep, just go to bed quickly!"

Song Zhiyi did not dare to disobey. After lunch and the pills, he went to bed early.

The elixir took effect quickly, and Song Zhiyi slept until one o'clock in the morning when he was woken up by Song Jiasen.

After getting up, Song Zhiyi felt that he had endless strength: "Dad, what kind of pill is this? Why haven't I taken it before?"

Song Jiasen snorted and said, "I can't bear to take this pill. If you hadn't gone into battle tomorrow, I wouldn't have taken it out."

Song Zhiyi felt very good after hearing this.

Song Jiasen really couldn't bear to take this elixir.

It's not that he doesn't want to part with the pill, but he doesn't want to let go of himself.

This is the Marrow Pill. After eating it, it can increase one level of combat power in a short period of time. Song Zhiyi is a first-level martial artist. In the next two days, his combat power can barely match that of a second-level martial artist.

But this comes at a price.

After the elixir expires, Song Zhiyi will lose two full years of cultivation. His talent is not good to begin with. As a result, promotion to the second level will be even more remote.

"Pack your things and come with me." Song Jiasen took Song Zhiyi out without taking his entourage or through the front entrance. The two men secretly left the mansion through the back door.

Song Zhiyi didn't understand: "Dad, where are we going?"

"Stop talking and just follow."

The two walked along the path until they reached the north of the village. When they heard the whirring sound of the road roller, they were still building the road. Song Jiasen made a special circle and entered the ruins on the other side of the road.

Ogawazi added a shovelful of coal to the steamroller and licked the wound on his lip.

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When they reached the depths of the ruins, Song Jiasen looked around and saw no one around. He turned to Song Zhiyi and said, "See clearly, this is the place I have chosen for you. I have already arranged the manpower. Someone will come to close the place early tomorrow morning. Before the place is closed, , no one knows that You and Ma Wu are in this match."

There are a lot of broken bricks and rotten tiles in this place, and there are still many broken walls that have not been demolished. Song Zhiyi is not very satisfied with this combat environment:

"Dad, why did you choose this place? I am a martial arts cultivator, and Ma Wu is a Huan cultivator. I have the advantage in close combat.

This place is so messy that I can't get close. If he flies a kite, I will be the one who suffers. "

"Fart, can I make you suffer?" Song Jiasen took out a silkworm cocoon from his arms and placed it on a broken tile.

A white silkworm emerged from the cocoon.

Silkworms were spinning silk on the broken tiles, while Song Jiasen watched from the side.

Guessing that the silk threads were almost finished, Song Jiasen placed the white silkworms on a pile of wood next to the broken tiles.

There were dozens of pieces of wood in this pile, all of which were removed from the house. The pile was a bit messy, so it would be normal for it to collapse.

The white silkworm gnawed a hole in one of the logs, then got into the hole and began to devour it.

After waiting for nearly two hours, until the most critical piece of wood was hollowed out, Song Jiasen took back the round white silkworms, packed them in a sack, and carried them on his back.

"Remember this, start the fight tomorrow and lure Ma Wu to this broken tile. As long as he steps on this broken tile, the pile of wood next to it will collapse towards the broken tile.

Even if the pile of wood can't hit him, he still has to find a way to dodge. While he dodges, you beat him hard, don't kill him, give him a breath, and beat him until he begs for mercy. "

Song Zhiyi was stunned for a while. He had not been at home long, but he felt that his father was a respectable and respectable man in Lanyang Village. He did not expect that he would use this method to fight: "Dad, you want to play tricks with him." Yes, this is not good, if others know...

Song Jiasen slapped Song Zhiyi: "Why the hell did I bring you out alone so late? Isn't it just to prevent others from knowing?"

He didn't even bring any guards, so no one could know about this.

Song Zhiyi covered his face and said: "Dad, I took the elixir. I am a first-level martial artist. I have been on the first level for several years. It is not a problem to deal with Ma Wu, a first-level Huan cultivator. We cannot use this method. A real man does things openly and aboveboard..."

Song Jiasen turned around and slapped him again: "You are so stupid outside, do you know what it means to be aboveboard?

Are you the only one who has the elixir? What is the origin of Ma Wu? The fifth young master of the Ma family, do you think he has less medicine than you?

Do you think you can beat him because you are a few years ahead of him? You really think highly of yourself!

Tang Tianjin went to block him on the road this morning, and he hasn't come back yet. I sent people to search the whole village, but no one was alive or dead, and no corpses were found.

Do you know how knowledgeable Ma Wu is? Do you know how many things he has experienced and how many people he has met? You have never even been out of Green Water Bay in your life. How can you compare with him? "

Song Jiasen asked Song Zhiyi to remember the location firmly, and the two of them walked back the same way.

On the way, Song Zhiyi still couldn't help but complain: "Dad, if I can defeat Ma Wu with my real skills tomorrow, I won't need this mechanism anymore. If people see it, it will lose our family's face."

"Why do you want people to see it?" Song Jiasen said angrily, "You are telling me about real skills, do you know what real skills are? Do you think that the skills of fists and feet are real skills?"

Song Zhiyi said in surprise: "A wild fight is all about fists and feet, isn't it?"

"It's because you are not smart, and you are not as good as your brother. Your father has been guarding Lanyang Village for more than 20 years. In these 20 years, whether it is Qingtianchang or Huntianchang, which fight relies on fists and feet? Can't you see the door yourself?"

This is not Song Zhiyi's fault. He has been studying martial arts outside for many years and has not seen many fights.

Song Jiasen also knew that Song Zhiyi was inexperienced, so he patiently explained: "In the fight between Lao Wei and Yu Mazi, do you think Lao Wei could win? If he hadn't given me a thousand dollars in advance, how could Yu Mazi have tripped over a stone halfway through the fight?

The big black guy hired by Huaxuan Inn, can't he fight? How did he lose when they were playing against each other? Why did the wall collapse?

Their inn hired a few girls to be Kuguo (special occupations) and do private work, but they didn't show it on the books and didn't pay me the money. How could I tolerate him? How could I let him win?

In the wild, who wins and who loses is up to me, your father. Don't worry about the shady or the open. If you win, you stand up, if you lose, you lie down. This is my rule.

The Song family's kingdom was won in this way. This kingdom will be handed over to you two brothers sooner or later. If you can't even learn his rules, how can you be the head of the family? "

Song Zhiyi lowered his head and said, "If I get caught, where will I put my face? I am also the second young master of the Song family..."

Song Jiasen was furious. For so many years, there were some things he didn't want to tell this kid because he was too stubborn.

"You kid just don't understand things. You are far worse than your brother. If you tomorrow..." Song Jiasen was stunned, one foot stepped on the ground, and suddenly couldn't lift it up.

"Mud!" Song Jiasen was shocked, "Someone ambushed!"

"What's wrong, Dad? Who ambushed!" Song Zhiyi was really stubborn. Seeing that Song Jiasen couldn't lift his feet, he followed him.

"Don't come over here, you bastard!"

Song Jiasen said too late, Song Zhiyi was already standing beside him, and he couldn't lift his feet.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"You useless guy, why the hell are you following me? If your brother wasn't injured, you shouldn't be asked to do this job.

Take off your shoes, and don't let your feet take up space after taking them off. Step on your shoes and jump somewhere else. Don't use your hands to support the ground, and don't let your other foot take up space either."

Song Jiasen had experience, and he rubbed his feet in his shoes and quickly pulled one foot out.

It was difficult to get the other foot out, and Song Jiasen was still trying hard, when he suddenly heard a sound from a distance.

Whirl! Whirling!

What's coming?

Song Jiasen looked up and saw a huge monster rushing over with smoke.

Li Banfeng came with a road roller.

Let Xiao Chuanzi go to work just to monitor Song Jiasen's actions.

Seeing Song Jiasen and his son, Xiao Chuanzi immediately sent a letter to Li Banfeng.

It was late at night, and the wilderness was silent. Li Banfeng was a third-floor home repairman, and was easily overlooked. Relying on the super hearing of the wire earrings, he followed the sound and found Song Jiasen and his son. He went back with Xiao Chuanzi and set up an ambush on the road in advance.

After watching the two inns compete, Li Banfeng had already seen the trick.

In the wilderness, the competition is not about fists and feet, but about eloquence, tricks and scheming.

The middle-aged man found by Liuyuan Inn said a lot of beautiful words, and finally won the competition. Winning is winning, and no one cares how he won. People think he is right, so he should win.

As for why the brick wall suddenly collapsed, how could it be so coincidental that it hit the black man, these things no one cares about.

Even if someone cares about it, what can it do?

Yu Mazi died in the Huntian Field, and he couldn't say anything if he wanted to care.

Huaxuan Inn has offended Song Jiasen, and it is uncertain whether it can continue to operate. Why would they care about the game?

Will those who watch the fun care about it?

They feel happy after watching it, and they don't care about other things!

Song Jiasen's idea is right. Don't care about the open or the shady, just win. In this regard, Li Banfeng and he have basically the same idea.

But there are some differences in the details.

Song Jiasen has never thought about a fair competition.

Li Banfeng has never thought about a competition.

What are you competing for?

Do you have to go to the ring to win or lose?

Who wants to go to the ring with you?

Even if they are trapped by clay, Li Banfeng doesn't plan to fight hard. Clay doesn't stick to iron, and the iron wheel of the steamroller is just suitable for attacking.

The steamroller rushed to Song Jiasen, and Song Jiasen took out a dagger and threw it at Li Banfeng's face.

As a third-level martial artist, this attack was very accurate.

But Li Banfeng, a third-level home cultivator and a second-level travel cultivator, dodged it by lowering his head.

Song Jiasen wanted to find another weapon, but it was too late.

The huge iron wheel directly pressed on Song Zhiyi's body. From the knees down, everything was rolled under the wheel, and the screams were heartbreaking.

Song Jiasen's foot broke free from the shoe, and he took the opportunity to step back, using all his strength to hold the wheel.

A third-level martial artist is really strong, and he actually forced the steamroller to stop.

Li Banfeng opened the valve to the maximum and looked at Song Jiasen quietly.

Song Jiasen's face was blue and purple, and he raised his head and looked at Li Banfeng and said: "Bastard, you, you tricked me!"

Li Banfeng smiled and said: "I appreciate the two sentences you said just now. If you win, stand up, if you lose, lie down. I will give you one more sentence, and if you die, shut up."

After that, Li Banfeng said to Xiaochuan: "Is he going to cut off one of your legs?"

"Yes!" Xiaochuan nodded with gritted teeth behind him.

Li Banfeng pulled out the Tang sword and handed it to Xiaochuan.

"Brother, it's time to work. Cut off the leg for Uncle Song."

Xiaochuan took the sword, got off the roller, raised the sword and chopped Song Jiasen's right leg.

He didn't even need to exert any strength. What kind of Tang sword is it? With one cut, Song Jiasen's right leg was broken at the root.

This time Song Jiasen couldn't hold on any longer, and the roller drove directly over him and his father.

After the car stopped, Li Banfeng saw that the ground was not easy to deal with.

Xiaochuan said: "Seventh Master, don't worry about this. I'll cover it with some asphalt and flatten it. You can do your thing."

This brother is sensible!

Li Banfeng smiled, lowered the brim of his hat, and left the field.

The next day, at 12:30 noon.

The people from the Song family who were sealing up the place came early, but Song Jiasen and Song Zhiyi did not come.

Ma Wu, who had been waiting in the wild for half an hour, shouted to the onlookers:

"Although I, Ma Junyang, am down and out, I am a hero standing here. Song Jiasen said he wanted to fight in the wild, so I came. I didn't look for anyone else, I came by myself!

It's nothing more than risking my life here, but I, Ma Junyang, didn't give in! I'll wait here all day today, I want to see if Song Jiasen and his son dare to come!"

Li Banfeng smiled and watched, Xiao Chuanzi took the lead in cheering in the crowd.

Or else, the fight in the wild is a matter of eloquence!

PS: Lan Yang Village is about to change its owner!