Alienated Martial Arts

After another day of hard training.

Wei Tao walked quickly along the long street under the silver moonlight.

The figures of batches of named disciples leaving sadly appeared before my eyes.

They have been training hard in the martial arts gym for more than three months, but they still cannot meet the entry requirements of Red Line Boxing, so they have no choice but to give up and find another way to make a living.

However, in this world, it is not easy to make a stable living.

In the end, they either end up at the bottom struggling to survive, or they join a gang and live a life of licking blood. They don't know when they disappear without a trace.

Although he was not familiar with those registered disciples and had never exchanged a few words with each other from beginning to end, the departure of more and more people still put a lot of pressure on Wei Tao.

"If you don't meet the entry requirements, you won't be able to become a formal disciple."

"Even if you become a formal disciple, if you can't make progress step by step, you can only go out to be a housekeeper and a gang member."

"There's still half a month left at most, and I'm about to reach the three-month limit."

"Although I have taken over the management of the martial arts gym now, in this increasingly chaotic world, without enough strength, it will all be in vain."

He sighed secretly and looked down at the palms of his hands.

After more than two months of hard work, coupled with the bonus of the stone lock training method that reached the level of entering the palace, he was only one step away from reaching the entry level, but it was this gap that felt like he could cross it with just a little lift of his feet. But it is like a chasm that cannot be crossed no matter how hard we try.

The shops on both sides of the long street have long been closed. Only restaurants and casinos still have lights on, and various noisy sounds can be heard in the distance under the night.

If the entire Cangyuan City was divided into several areas, the inner city would undoubtedly be a gathering place for the rich and powerful, and ordinary people would rarely have the opportunity to enter it.

Even in the outer city, there are different classes.

The area closer to the inner city is relatively prosperous and safe, equivalent to an upscale community where the middle class gathers. The further outward you go, the more dilapidated and chaotic it becomes, until you enter the slums that are a quagmire at the bottom.

The Red Line Martial Arts Hall is located in a house near the inner city. Various gangs have restrained themselves here, and there are even night patrols by the government and the army. Compared to the fringe area where Wei Tao lives, it is undoubtedly much safer and more orderly.

After all, those who can live on the edge of the inner city either possess a certain level of strength or are inextricably linked to the inner city.

Perhaps the shopkeeper of an ordinary pawn shop on the roadside may be the white glove of a certain nobleman in the inner city. Once he is offended, he will be suppressed and attacked like thunder.

When he was having dinner at the martial arts hall a few days ago, he heard that the leader of the Wuyi Gang was blind and angered the owner of a shop near the inner city, so he was hunted down and hacked to death in the mountains. Even his body is still there. could not find it.

A gust of night wind blew by, and Wei Tao gathered his thoughts, quietly grasped the short knife hidden in his sleeve, and became more cautious.

If you go further, you will enter the chaotic slums, and under the cover of night, there are unpredictable dangers lurking everywhere.

As the saying goes, the night when the moon is dark and the wind is high kills people, and when it is cloudy and rainy, people die.

Passing by the dark alley near the noisy casino, Wei Tao faintly heard the sound of a sharp knife piercing flesh.

There was also a very faint smell of blood drifting down the wind.

"You are quite brave to dare to pick and hang money and count money in Uncle Qi's place."

"You are still touching Mr. Huang's money. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't save you!"

"Hurry up. Mr. Huang has just spoken. Let's take him back as soon as possible to see who is this blind person who dares to touch the old man's head."

Wei Tao turned a blind eye to this and just accelerated his pace.

Because the inner martial arts hall asked for his senior brother, he had also heard about the name of Uncle Qi and many stories about this person. The most famous one was that one man forced four stalls of the Hermitage Sword Club to retire, and then came with him. The second-in-command sword master battle ended in a draw, establishing his position in the outer city in one fell swoop.

But for Mr. Huang, I only know that he is the young master of the Huang family in the inner city. He likes to hang out with the prostitutes and gambling stalls in the outer city. He spends a lot of money without even frowning. He lives in two different worlds from the people who are looking for life in the outer city.

Suddenly, the sound of clothes flashing, the sound of swords clashing, and the sound of low drinking and humming were mixed together, coming from the alley behind them at the same time.

"The fight suddenly started."

"It sounded like the gangsters who were picking up and counting the money were here. The thugs watching the scene suffered a loss, and maybe someone died."

"It's very dangerous here. You might get caught in it if you're not careful. You must stay away immediately."

A few thoughts flashed through Wei Tao's mind, and he immediately ran forward along the long street for a short distance, then plunged into the dark alley on the side of the road, running towards home without stopping.

Click!

He broke a dead branch under his feet and stopped in front of a shack.

The intermittent heavy breathing and the faint smell of blood reminded him that something was wrong here.

Although he could return home by walking through this alley and turning a corner, Wei Tao did not hesitate and jumped over the wall into a dilapidated courtyard.

After a while, dense footsteps sounded from far to near, quickly approaching the location of the shack.

There was also the sound of hounds whining in the middle.

"It smells of blood, so people should be hiding here."

"Be careful, the idea will hurt you."

"Master Huang said that whoever can catch this bitch will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

Wei Tao hid in the hay pile by the wall, covered his mouth and nose and remained motionless, listening to what was going on outside.

Accompanied by the sound of Cang Langlang drawing his sword, the faint sound of silk and bamboo chanting came quietly under the dark night.

On both sides of the alley, figures dressed in white appeared one after another, surrounding the thugs belonging to Uncle Seven.

"Gods and Buddhas are reborn, and King Ming is born."

"The saint descends and golden light surges from the ground."

"Those who get Talisman Water can get rid of diseases and evil spirits."

"The world is one family and we share a peaceful world."

"Everywhere is uneven, no one is not full and warm."

"The Heaven of Ultimate Bliss will be enjoyed forever, and all the people will stand up together."

The sound of singing is lingering and breathtaking. When you hear it, you can't help but become intoxicated. You don't know what year it is today.

Wei Tao frowned and tried hard to keep his consciousness clear.

But deep in my heart, it has already caused waves.

He had heard the first three lines of the chant during the day, and they could be classified as ordinary worship of God and preaching, and they were normal in today's chaotic world.

However, the last three sentences I just heard are different. They can definitely be called unabashed slogans of rebellion.

Regardless of whether it is in prosperous times or troubled times, as long as the imperial power still exists, it will be bloody suppressed once discovered.

So, things are getting serious now.

From stealing money and fighting in the arena, it suddenly progressed to secret associations and plotting rebellion.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

"Kill them, then go back and report to Uncle Qi and Mr. Huang, and destroy this godless Red Lantern Club!"

The leader of the thugs gave a low shout and took the lead, holding the knife.

The two sides collided suddenly, and a bloody and cruel fight began in an instant.

A figure flew high into the air, collapsing the wall on one side. A large amount of earth and rocks fell down, hitting the haystacks, leaving a mess all around.

The fierce battle lasted only a few breaths before it came to an end. Then there was only the movement of dragging corpses and cleaning up. Wei Tao huddled in the haystack and did not dare to move. Even if the last steps gradually faded away, Not a sound was made.

Unconsciously, another half-quarter of an hour passed, and a woman outside the wall suddenly said, "These people should have no other backup plan. Check the surroundings carefully and then retreat."

"Master Xiang, what should we do with this couple?" a man asked.

"Bring these people back, we must find out whether the appearance of this group of people has anything to do with our secret gathering tonight."

"My subordinate understands."

Plop!

A figure jumped into the courtyard.

Wei Tao held his breath and tightened his grip on the dagger.

Fortunately, the man did not carefully examine the haystack covered by large piles of earth and rocks, let alone know that there was a living person hidden inside.

After another period of time passed, Wei Tao slowly emerged from the hay pile, looked around and saw no one, and quickly disappeared into the darkness of the night.