Martial Arts Have Mastery

The servants of the Shen family often saw their young master Shen Ling practicing swords in the yard recently.

The young master of the Shen family who was addicted to books in the past, after a serious illness, his hobbies seemed to have changed a little bit.

Master Shen was also worried about this.

Shen Ling didn't know what the servants were talking about.

He just focused on his goal, worked hard to practice the knife during the day, and began to practice longevity skills at night.

The progress visible to the naked eye keeps him motivated.

Sooner or later, there is no delay.

Five days have passed since the day I went to Chennan Mall.

Shen Ling's information has also been updated.

‘Persistence and hard work 3.0. '

'Name: Shen Ling. '

'Age: 17. '

'Cultivation method: Longevity Kungfu [ninth-level low-grade exercise, third level, proficiency 3025/30000]. '

"Cultivation method: mountain knife method [ninth-level low-grade exercise, second level, proficiency 1250/10000]."

'Status: normal. '

After practicing the Longevity Kungfu to the third level, all the poison in Shen Ling's body has been discharged.

After removing the hidden dangers from his body, Shen Ling was surprised to find that he actually felt bored.

He walked through the streets, walked through the market, but at last came home.

Qihua City is too small, with too few scenery, it is not as interesting as cultivation.

"Snapped--"

The exquisite simple knife split the wooden dummy in front of him in half.

Shen Ling slowly withdrew his knife.

He has two goals now, one is to see what will happen after the proficiency of the highest-level longevity skill is full.

The other is to practice the mountain knife technique to the full level.

Both exercises are full of three levels.

It's hard to say.

With a sound, 'Completely practice the mountain sword technique once, and gain proficiency +5. ’ With such a reminder, Shen Ling slowly ended his morning training.

hungry!

After eating a full meal that could satisfy three people, Shen Ling's body still didn't look fat.

Compared with those martial arts practitioners, they are a little thinner.

afternoon.

Shen Lingzheng practiced the saber technique meticulously, trying to practice the Kaishan saber technique to the third level as soon as possible.

At this moment, a servant hurried over, looked at Shen Ling and said, "Eldest young master, have you seen the master?"

master?

Shen Ling shook his head: "You were still at the house during lunch, why... did something happen?"

The servant whispered: "Something happened in the field."

field?

Shen Ling frowned slightly.

There is a large area of ​​land in the Shen family's assets, and accidents in the fields are not a small problem.

After all, the grain produced in the fields accounts for nearly half of the Shen family's income every year, and now it is approaching autumn, and the autumn harvest is about to be harvested.

"What's going on, tell me slowly?"

While comforting the servants, Shen Ling adjusted his breathing.

"It's the bandits from Qingshan."

The servant said, "They just went to the tenant's village and told the tenant that we must send a hundred taels of silver within an hour, otherwise our land will be burned."

One hundred taels of silver.

Compared with the harvest of the field, the one hundred taels of silver is not impossible to give.

But, would bandits and robbers abide by the agreement?

This kind of thing is hard to say.

"Go and have a look."

Shen Ling put the knife into the sheath, turned around and walked outside the Shen residence.

He didn't know where Master Shen had gone, but some problems shouldn't wait for Master Shen to solve.

"This……"

The servant looked at Shen Ling, and said, "I'll go and call them all, let's have more people."

"hurry up."

Shen Ling did not refuse.

Half an hour later, Shen Ling led more than 20 servants to the village where the tenant farmers were.

The doors and windows of every household in the village are closed tightly, and the eyes leaking through the cracks of the doors reveal a little anxiety.

Shen Ling had never been here before.

This is the first time.

Looking at the ordinary, even dilapidated wooden houses, Shen Ling's heart suddenly felt a little heavy.

In this world, the life of these sharecroppers cannot be said to be bad.

After all, they are still alive, not dead.

However, Shen Ling felt a little uncomfortable.

shook his head.

Shen Ling led the people to continue walking forward. In the middle of the small village, he saw a group of gangsters sitting there drinking, and some of them were eating meat.

Looks like you're having a good time.

"Someone is here."

Seeing Shen Ling and the others approaching, the gangsters also got up together.

A man wearing a blindfold, shirtless, and wearing only a pair of shorts said, "Who is coming, tell me your name."

"Shen family, Shen Ling."

Shen Ling looked at these bandits, and there were roughly a dozen of them.

The number of people is not too many, and each of them looks strong, but they have never practiced martial arts, they are just ordinary people.

"Shen Ling?"

The blindfolded man looked at Shen Ling and asked doubtfully, "Who is Shen Ling? We want to see Master Shen."

"This is our young master!!"

A servant spoke beside him and explained his identity for Shen Ling.

"Oh, young master."

Hearing the servant's words, the blindfolded man quickly reacted.

He looked at Shen Ling and smiled slightly: "Excuse me, did Young Master Shen bring the money? None of us were injured, isn't that enough sincerity?"

"Sincere?"

Shen Ling grinned, and looked at the blindfolded man, "After you took this one hundred taels, you won't come here again?"

The blindfolded man looked at the purse in Shen Ling's hand, and smiled: "We can't guarantee this, we are only responsible for collecting the money, as to whether we will come again, that is up to our boss."

"That's it."

Shen Ling's face turned cold, "If that's the case, then you don't have to take this money."

"What do you mean?!" The blindfolded man froze for a moment.

"No other meaning." Shen Ling put away the money bag, and slowly pulled out his simple knife, "Shen just wanted to see if everyone in front of you has a few catties and a few taels, and whether they can bear the weight of money. "

"Want to do it?" The blindfolded man looked at Shen Ling with surprise in his eyes.

However, he didn't panic, but raised his knife with a smile, and said, "Since Mr. Shen is interested, let's play with Mr. Shen. Be gentle, let's tie Mr. Shen back, At least one thousand taels can be exchanged."

"Stand back."

Shen Ling raised his hand, signaling his servants to back off.

A servant said: "Eldest Young Master, let us help."

"Need not."

Shen Ling refused very simply.

He walked forward slowly, looked at the running Ma Bandit, and silently raised the knife in his hand.

He hasn't killed anyone since he came to this world...

Killing was not what he wanted.

But this is troubled times!

In troubled times, we should stop killing with killing and control violence with violence.

"Mountain knife technique!"

cut!

With a single strike, a gangster's head flew straight out.

The corpse ran two steps forward before falling to the ground.

Those bandits who hadn't run to Shen Ling's side couldn't help but pause when they saw this scene.

They looked at the blood-stained Shen Ling, who had a calm face, and for a moment, an emotion called fear grew in his heart.

Fear can have two consequences.

Or frantically resist.

Or run away.

For a moment, some of the gangsters raised their knives angrily, while others retreated quietly.

Shen Ling took a step, and cut again.

vertical split!