As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Boom boom boom!

In the evening, Jiang Ming was awakened by the violent knocking on the door, and there were unpleasant shouts and curses from outside the house.

"It's really troublesome everywhere..." Jiang Ming said to himself without any surprise.

But this is also the biggest motivation for Jiang Ming to learn martial arts. No matter how hard he is, he can't avoid all the troubles, so he can only make himself stronger and overcome all the troubles, so that he can continue to drink tea and watch the snow...

He got up and went outside, only to see Fang Lie and the others being blocked by the wall by six or seven strange men.

"New boys, who let you stay here?"

A big red-faced man with a fleshy face stepped on the stone bench, put on an extremely fierce posture, and said viciously: "Sweep the yard and the toilet, and wash the clothes of the father... I can't finish it tonight!" Don't try to sleep!"

"Dorm bullying, this is..." Jiang Ming chuckled in his heart.

"Okay, let's go now!" Two people who came with Jiang Ming hurriedly bowed their knees and said, who can survive in this world, who has not lowered his head.

Huang Xiaoying remained silent, but Fang Lie said neither humble nor overbearing: "I won't go, this is not my job."

"Hey, I gave you the guts, didn't you..." A thin black young man raised his eyebrows, and was about to punch someone with his fist.

Jiang Ming took a step forward, and said calmly: "Everyone has mixed into the same courtyard, who can be more noble than the other... But you came earlier than us, and you still live in such a poor place, with your status in the village. , I’m afraid it’s also at the bottom?”

Jiang Ming just arrived here, and he didn't want to be too high-profile, but he knew that he couldn't pretend to be cowardly at this time, and once they were cowardly, this group of people would definitely keep looking for trouble.

And his group of ridicules immediately made those few people furious, and the thin black young man who was about to make a move just now rushed towards him with big strides: "Bastard, what are you talking about..."

Before he finished speaking, a fist landed in front of his face with strong wind.

Boom!

The skinny black youth flew upside down and hit the ground, bleeding from his nose.

"You, you dare to hit me..." The skinny black youth never thought that Jiang Ming would dare to make a move, and received a solid punch.

As if he had been humiliated, he struggled to his feet and shouted: "I will kill you!"

Jiang Ming didn't say a word, he rushed up and kicked him over, sat on him and punched him violently.

Rao was this skinny black young man who had practiced martial arts, but Jiang Ming punched him first, so he had no room to fight back.

bang bang bang...

After a few punches, the skinny black youth's face was swollen high, his head was bleeding from the beating, and he screamed like a pig...

"Damn, why did you start fighting directly!"

The red-faced man was also taken aback. He didn't expect the newcomer to be so stunned. This is Liehuzhuang... He didn't care about posing, and quickly jumped off the stone bench, trying to rush up and pull Jiang Ming away. .

Huh~

A broom stick suddenly struck from behind his head, and the red-faced man was just about to turn around when he heard the movement, when he was hit on the head with a stick.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the big man flew straight out, fell to the ground, and stared at him.

Fang Lie threw down the broom, stepped on the back of the big red-faced man, squatted down and slapped him on the head more than a dozen times. Sweeping is wrong!"

"..."

The red-faced man's head buzzed continuously, are all the newcomers crazy now?

"I was beaten like this when I first came here, why am I being beaten again now..." The red-faced man pressed his face to the ground, tears seemed to wet the ground...

The skinny black young man Jiang Ming beat was crying and begging for mercy, and then he stopped, looked around with crazy eyes, and said with a sneer, "Why...is there anyone else who wants me to sweep the floor?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." The others backed away in fright.

They weren't fools either. When they saw Jiang Ming beating someone to death, they knew he was a cruel person. Everyone was just here to make a living. No one wanted to mess with such a lunatic...

But there was still someone who said sternly: "Let go of them quickly, and don't let me go and call someone."

"Okay, call the headhunter, at worst, we will be kicked out of Liehuzhuang together..." Jiang Ming said like a rascal, carrying out the image of Jiang Da villain, and he didn't care.

"You..." These people suddenly lost their temper.

They can be assigned to this yard, but they all have no background. They joined Liehu Manor with great difficulty, and they are not willing to be kicked out because of fighting for bravery.

And Jiang Ming also saw this point, so he shot without any scruples, but he didn't expect that Fang Lie looked peaceful, and he would fight without delay...

"Are you convinced? Sun thief!" Seeing that the group of people were shocked, Jiang Ming patted the skinny black youth on the head and laughed.

"Submit it, take it, grandpa, please spare your grandson..." The skinny black youth hurriedly cried bitterly and begged for mercy.

"If you don't have that strength, don't pretend...understand?" Jiang Ming stood up and pulled him up.

Seeing this, Fang Lie also got up from the red-faced man, looked at Jiang Ming, and both smiled.

"In the future, everyone will be neighbors... Let's get to know each other. My name is Jiang Ming. I used to gather medicine in Ping'an Town." Jiang Ming said.

The red-faced man rubbed his head and said, "Master Qi... Brother Ming, my name is Wang Dong, and my family is the head butcher in the west of the city... My father asked me to learn something to defend myself. In fact, we have only been here for a few days."

"My name is Zhao Xiaoliu. I have been a handyman in the martial arts hall for several years, but my money is always deducted... I heard that Liehuzhuang can have enough food, so I came here..."

"This kid can't do anything else, his body is like a monkey." Wang Dong came up and introduced.

Jiang Ming smiled, Wang Dong thought of Zhao Xiaoliu being punched down just now, and stopped talking immediately.

"My father is a teacher..." Fang Lie took the initiative to speak, and said seriously:

"The sage in the book said a lot of truths, and I always regarded them as the most truths, until one time I saw on the street that the officials kicked over the hawker's tofu stall, and I wanted to reason with them... but they beat me After a while, I found that reading can't solve all problems, so I turned to martial arts..."

"Facts have proved that learning martial arts is still useful." Fang Lie looked at his hands, wondering what he was thinking about.

Wang Dong's face turned dark immediately.

"I, I used to be a farmer... something happened at home, I want to come here to learn some skills." Huang Xiaoying mustered up the courage to come closer and said in a low voice.

Even Jiang Ming was a little surprised at this time. Huang Xiaoying's skills in the previous assessment did not look like what a farmer should have.

But he didn't want to pry into other people's secrets, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Late at night, in a room, Guan Feng listened to the servant's report and laughed heartily: "Young and energetic...very good, this kid likes me, why don't you call him a young man if you are not arrogant..."

...

In the early morning of the next day, Liehuzhuang training ground.

Dozens of newcomers who had just arrived, wearing the uniform black practice uniforms that had been handed out, stood neatly, waiting for the headhunter Guan Feng in front of him to speak.

In Liehu Manor, apart from the owner who is a first-class warrior, the most powerful person is Guan Feng in front of him, who has a great reputation even in the entire Dayun Mansion.

Guan Feng is also in charge of the practice and lectures on weekdays.

"Everyone, the so-called martial arts... what is the most important thing?"

Guan Feng didn't talk nonsense, pumped enough energy and blood, and his voice was like a bell: "It's not a move, let alone strength and speed, but a 'momentum'."

"The flowing water is soft, the river is fierce, the ice is solid...they are all the same thing, but they have different momentums, so they can play different roles."

"No potential...it's like a puddle of dog urine, which will soon be dried by the sun and won't play any role..."

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