The Prodigies War

This punch is as fast as the wind and as fierce as fire!

It is the sixth move of Marching Boxing - Beacon Fire Liaoyuan.

This move is very familiar to Lu Ting. He has used it more than once before, but when he saw this punch from Lin Xun, he suddenly noticed a completely different taste.

That fist wind is too fiery and surging, like a wildfire burning fiercely in the wasteland, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, like a broken bamboo!

Is this also the beacon fire?

A thought flashed in Lu Ting's heart.

bang~

The fists of the two have collided together, the air made a dull pop, and the harsh screams suddenly dispersed.

Ding Ding Deng!

Lu Ting only felt that his fingers were almost broken, and a sharp pain pierced his heart.

If he hadn't tried his best in time, this blow alone would have been severely damaged!

How could this little thing be so powerful?

Lu Ting was stunned. He was only a thin and weak boy of twelve or thirteen years old. He thought that he would be able to deal with him. Who would have thought that this seemingly weak boy was actually a ruthless character.

"Good boy! I'll settle the account with you next time!"

Lu Ting had already realized that the situation was not good. As soon as he stood firm, he fled away in a flash, and a few breaths had disappeared in the vast darkness.

Lin Xun did not chase after him,

Looking at the counterfeit escape, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt a burning pain in the meridians all over his body.

Although the attack just now succeeded in repelling Lu Ting, it consumed almost half of Lin Xun's spiritual power. This is nothing. The key is that Lin Xun was dug out of the original spiritual veins in his body since he was a child, and the meridians in his body became fragile. Extremely, can't bear too violent spiritual power operation at all.

Like this marching boxing, although it is a widely circulated basic boxing method in the imperial army, it also has its own unique movement route.

This fist opens and closes, it is fierce and unforged, the momentum is like lightning, and the movement is like lightning. When it is used, it needs to fully mobilize one's own spiritual power, run the meridians and acupoints of the whole body, and gather between the palms and fingers.

And if the meridians are too fragile, they can't bear such a violent movement method.

According to Lin Xun's current physical condition, being able to display all the power of "Falling Fire" is already the limit of his body's endurance.

Like the last two moves of Marching Boxing, "Raging Seas and Destroying Mountains" and "Blood Battles in Ten Directions" are even more violent and fierce.

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Standing in the messy courtyard, Lin Xun let out a long sigh, thinking of the beginning and end of tonight's battle, and he couldn't help falling into contemplation.

"It seems that the leader of the guards in the village, Lian Rufeng and others, obviously do not welcome their presence. Why did they do this?"

Lin Xun couldn't understand.

"Lin Xun, can I come in?" The village chief Xiao Tianren's voice sounded outside the door.

"Uncle Xiao, please come in quickly, the boy is looking for you in a hurry." Lin Xun calmed down and hurriedly opened the door to welcome Xiao Tianren in.

"Just now……"

Lin Xun opened his mouth to say something, but Xiao Tianren sighed and waved, "I already know, I don't blame you for this."

Lin Xun frowned and said, "Uncle Xiao, I'm new here and I don't know much about the situation in the village. I'm a little surprised that something like this happened suddenly tonight. I wonder if you can give some pointers to the younger generation?"

Xiao Tianren stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking at the chaos of the battle, a look of shame appeared on his face, and he said after a while, "I didn't even expect that Lian Rufeng would attack you, an outsider. It seems that he is determined to join the Qingyang tribe."

Lin Xun was thoughtful, Qingyang tribe? He had heard of this place, and the living materials needed by the villagers of Feiyun Village needed to be exchanged with the Qingyang Tribe for spiritual food.

And Lian Rufeng, the commander of the guards, has been in charge of this matter, leading the guards in the village to escort the goods, running back and forth between Qingyang Tribe and Feiyun Village.

"Lian Rufeng is the person with the highest cultivation level in the village, and his prestige in the village is also quite high. It turns out that he is not like this, but since his son Lian Fei was sent to Donglin City for cultivation, his whole person has changed. It has changed."

Xiao Tianren said slowly, "Lian Fei is a very smart child, and he is also the most talented child in the village. For him to go further on the road of cultivation, Lian Rufeng, the father, paid a great price. Ask the patriarch of the Qingyang tribe to come forward and help send Lian Fei to Donglin City, where he enters the most famous martial arts gym in the city."

Lin Xun listened quietly without interrupting, he knew that things were definitely not that simple.

Sure enough, Xiao Tianren quickly revealed the answer: "It's easier said than done for a child from a poor village to practice cultivation. The daily expenses alone are a considerable amount of wealth. Lian Rufeng cultivates in order to make his child feel at ease. , and it began to attract the attention of the village."

"You also know that Lian Rufeng, as the leader of the village's guards, is solely responsible for transporting the Linggu in the village to the Qingyang tribe to exchange materials. In the past few years, every exchange of materials in Feiyun Village was equivalent to the empire. The value of three hundred copper coins, but in recent years, the materials he has exchanged have gradually decreased, and he has even returned empty-handed several times."

Xiao Tianren said this, with a hint of anger in his voice, "If it's because of Lian Fei's practice, it would be fine for him to deduct some property, everyone can understand, but now he has intensified, and the materials he sent back are more and more Less and less, it has begun to gradually threaten the living problems of the villagers, which is too much!"

Lin Xun suddenly remembered that when he saw Lian Rufeng in the daytime, this guy had a pendant carved from "red sandalwood yunxiang wood", which was expensive, worth ten imperial silver coins.

Ten silver coins are equivalent to a thousand copper coins!

At the same time, Lian Rufeng was wearing a pair of "spirit boots" that were much more valuable than the "red sandalwood smoky wood" pendant on his feet.

At that time, Lin Xun was surprised that he was just a poor villager in the depths of the 3,000-strong mountain. Even if he had the cultivation level of the "Kaifu" level of the Innate Fourth Realm, it was impossible for him to have such expensive things.

But now Lin Xun understood that Lian Rufeng should have taken advantage of the convenience of his position to deduct a lot of wealth secretly.

Xiao Tianren suddenly sighed: "I also reminded Lian Rufeng many times to let him restrain himself and not be too ugly. As long as it does not threaten the livelihood of the villagers, I will not interfere. Unfortunately, he has already Blinded by wealth, you will never come back."

Lin Xun asked, "You quarreled with him in the ancestral hall today because of this issue?"

Xiao Tianren nodded and said: "Yes, this time he brought back the fewest supplies in recent years, which has completely affected the lives of the villagers. In the days to come, everyone will have to save money to tide over the difficulties. already."

There was already a touch of grief and grief in the old look.

"It's really too much."

Lin Xun frowned, but didn't say much.

"But what? He is the only one with the highest cultivation in the village, and only he is familiar with the route and connections to the Qingyang tribe. Without him, it would be even more difficult for the villagers to survive here."

Xiao Tianren sighed helplessly.

Lin Xun pondered: "If you say that, this Lian Rufeng just liked that Feiyun Village couldn't do without him, so he dared to be so unscrupulous."

Xiao Tianren nodded with a gloomy face.

Lin Xun thought for a long time and said, "But why did he send someone to deal with me tonight? Could it be that all this has something to do with him taking refuge in the Qingyang tribe?"

"That's what worries me."

Xiao Tianren said worriedly, "I have a feeling that Lian Rufeng must be secretly planning something bad for Feiyun Village. If he succeeds, all the villagers will be implicated."

Lin Xun immediately confirmed his speculation in his heart, and said: "So, maybe because of my sudden arrival, Lian Rufeng has some suspicions, so he has to send someone to test my details, in case it is damaged. His plan?"

"Your guess should not be wrong."

Xiao Tianren glanced at Lin Xun in surprise, as if he did not expect that a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy would have such a keen and intelligent insight.

"now it's right."

Lin Xunqingzhi's slightly pale face showed a touch of relief, "As long as you understand the reason, you don't need to worry anymore."

"Aren't you afraid that Lian Rufeng will send someone to deal with you again?"

Xiao Tianren couldn't help but ask.

"I already know this, and I will naturally take corresponding precautions. As long as I don't kill me, one day I will make them pay an unbearable price."

Lin Xun said casually, his eyes were clear and calm, and there was a smile on his lips, but there was a chilling cruelty in his words.

This is Lin Xun. Beneath his harmless and frail appearance, there is an unimaginable resoluteness and ruthlessness for ordinary people. Otherwise, it would be impossible to survive tenaciously in that dark mine prison.

Mr. Lu taught him the means of survival and an unyielding heart, which is as warm as the sun, and the guards and prisoners of the mine prison made Lin Xun clearly realize what real darkness and cruelty are.

Xiao Tianren stared at Lin Xun for a long time before he said, "You really don't look like a 12- or 13-year-old boy."

Lin Xun smiled and shrugged, "But I'm really only thirteen years old this year."

Xiao Tianren waved his hand, stopped talking about this, and said, "Lin Xun, now that you know the situation in the village, do you still decide to stay here? There could be a lot of danger.”

Lin Xun said without hesitation: "Stay! Why not? This is the first place I live in the Zi Yao Empire. I won't go anywhere until I'm ready to go to the next destination."

Seeing this, Xiao Tianren stopped talking, patted Lin Xun on the shoulder, and said, "You are different from other people of your age, so I won't advise you much, since you decided to stay, you are one of Feiyun Village. Sergeant, although this old bone of mine is not very capable, I will try my best to protect you.”

Having said that, Xiao Tianren has already turned away.

Lin Xun watched the old man leave. After a long time, he stretched out and murmured, "It's not my character, Lin Xun..."

That night, Lin Xun did not meditate and practice as usual, but sat alone in the dark for a long time, and finally got up and opened the old wooden box again by the dim starlight overflowing from the window.

Then, Lin Xun put the [Yellowish Scroll] and the mysterious [Dark Grey Seal Pen] on the desk in front of him, took a deep breath, and sat upright.

That night, after Lu Ting escaped from Lin Xun's house, he hurriedly left Feiyun Village and came to a small hill dozens of miles away.

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