Eighteen: Following the Current Through Nine Provinces

  "What?" Quan Yu was startled, "Wang Yue... is he the number one swordsman of Jing and Luo, Wang Yue? How did you run into him?"

  "Hmm, I went to Shenmu Town to kill Tang Nanzhu, but they had a lot of people and detected me early on. We had a big fight, and it turned out that six or seven Dark Realm experts were provoked. I beat Deng Qianwan until he vomited blood again, haha, it was refreshing! Then... being outnumbered, I retreated on my own and headed to Songmu Town to find Tan San for revenge. But before I even got halfway there, I received a transmission from Wang Yue, wanting to duel me at a chosen time. Let's do it tomorrow then!"

  He let out two loud roars, this old man was really something else, ruthless and impulsive. Deng Qianwan was truly unlucky, wearing a green hat and still getting beaten by the adulterer... However, as a great chieftain, he actually ambushed his own companion on the battlefield, which was really despicable and infuriating to watch. Fortunately, Uncle Fu had good fortune and a long life, and Wang Yue intercepted him halfway, otherwise he would have been finished off.

  "Why didn't you kill Tang Nanzhu on the spot yesterday, but now you want to go and kill him specially?"

  "After the event, I reflected that a barbarian is not afraid of having military power, but is afraid of giving birth to wisdom. This person's brain is too bright and his courage is too great, he cannot be left alive, must be killed." Under the lamp, Shi Huan's eyes shot out a strange light, shaking his head and sighing, "Actually, I most want to kill Duan Yue, unfortunately he never leaves Wuxi."

  "Duan Yue? Who is that?" Quan Yu asked curiously, thinking to herself: "Could it be the big shot that Tang Nan mentioned?"

  "You don't need to ask so many questions. Since you've already finished everything, just stand guard for a while and let me adjust my state."

  "How long will it take?" Qin Yu answered readily, and these days Shi Huan has been running around to cover him up for his rush, just in time to return the favor.

  "An hour."

  "Alright!" Qian Yun shouted, "Young apprentice, get up and work!" He kicked him in the butt with one foot.

  Zhang Ren, who had been sleeping like a dead dog, suddenly sprang up, dodged his senior brother's salty pig foot, and then slowly opened his eyes.

  "Second Master, what are you doing? Killing people or setting fires?"

  "Preposterous! What are you talking about?" Qin Yu felt a little embarrassed, too rude, and was laughed at by the old man.

  Shi Guang smiled and said: "Killing people and setting fires, you'll have plenty of opportunities later. Now, you need to prevent someone from coming to burn the village and kill me, haha."

  "Don't worry, old man. If anyone dares to cause trouble, my senior brother will kill him first." Zhang Ren had a good sleep and recovered quickly, being young and full of energy. He had also heard about Shi Huang's deeds from Tan Yu and secretly admired this dead old man.

  "Get out quickly!" Qin Yu took two thin quilts and threw one to Zhang Ren, pulling him to leave the door quickly.

  Anyway, Shi Huan won't be able to sleep on the kang either, so it's useless to leave it for him.

  ……

  The sky is about to brighten up!

  Tan Yun wrapped herself in a quilt, raised her head and let out a loud sneeze.

  "Second Brother, Master is mentioning you again." Zhang Ren said nonchalantly. This habit was still told to him by Quan Yu, once he sneezed, it must be someone who especially cared about him thinking of him from afar, or... cursing him.

  "Get out! I don't want to hear that old... mentor's nagging!" These few days, the words "old man" almost slipped out of his mouth.

  "Second Master, you really don't want that sword? It's a good one!"

  "Didn't you bury it?" he glared at him and asked.

  "Where can I get it? I don't even practice swordsmanship!" Zhang Ren said with a face full of regret, "But that sword is the best one I've ever seen."

  He sneered, thinking to himself: "You haven't seen the Heavenly Master's swordsmanship! The giant axe of Jin Wei is also worthy of being a treasured blade." His hand in the quilt clenched and unclenched around the hilt of the black steel gun, cold and hard, feeling just right. This gun was disassembled into three parts and mixed with his luggage, originally temporarily placed in the storage room, but he didn't have time to take it out before being kidnapped by Shi Huan. Zhang Ren had tidied up some important things before coming out this time, and happened to bring it along, now reassembling everything.

  "This Lai surname's BMW named Jian, with high-end equipment all over his body, and a large group of followers, is obviously not an ordinary person. Let's just observe for now, other people's things are enough for you to play with, right?"

  "Indeed, brother Zhang is right." Zhang Ren nodded deeply moved, his face suddenly blooming with a smile.

  Unexpectedly, from those few dead bodyguards, he obtained a three-stone strong bow exclusively used by military knights, which was ten times stronger than his original one.

  There is also a quiver of armor-piercing crossbow bolts with deep grooves on the arrowhead, which are very exquisite. The arrowheads of this type of arrow are very heavy and extremely sharp, and can penetrate two layers of iron armor within twenty steps. However, due to the large amount of iron used, it is not cost-effective and is not suitable for mass production by armies, so it only exists in private casting.

  Other short knives, long guns, hidden darts, sleeve needles and other colorful weapons and equipment were also gained. Qin Yu obtained the Black Edge Gun, and other blades didn't catch his eye anymore, basically all thrown to Zhang Ren.

  So now Zhang Ren's body is almost armed to the teeth.

  He can't wait for a few more ignorant aristocratic families and bandits to come, so he can try his hand at them, and then he'll take the opportunity to... feel up their corpses.

  Qin Yu didn't want it to be like this, he knew that once someone found their way here, they definitely wouldn't be the likes of Hu Yang Fan Jian or Lingling Lai Gongzi.

  He sneezed again.

  It's really too cold today.

  This weather is not suitable for doing anything else, can only cultivate.

  He half-opened his eyes and began to enter the training of Half-Step Tuna Art.

  As soon as he started to mobilize his inner strength, Qin Yu's mind suddenly became free of distractions, and the six years of hard work made it easy for him to enter a state of unity between body and spirit.

  Zhang Ren saw his senior brother wrapped in a quilt, walking around the surrounding area with a radius of 100 paces. At first, he was just walking slowly, gradually speeding up, turning into a brisk walk, and then transitioning to a gallop like a fine horse. In the end, Zhang Ren could only see a shadow flashing before his eyes, immediately followed by another flash, as if two people were racing in opposite directions at the same time.

  Her footsteps quickened under her feet, but her face gradually became calm and peaceful, and her breathing also became more tranquil.

  His thoughts gradually drifted away, as if he was an onlooker, watching that young man hurrying along the mountain slope through the forest. From a distance, his tall and sturdy figure moved steadily and calmly, still appearing strong and unyielding in this uneven snowy terrain. In an instant, he seemed to merge with the air, quietly taking one step forward, and suddenly there was a distance of four or five feet behind him, as if the mountain rocks and the howling wind had no resistance against him, and he easily crossed over.

  Zhang Ren was shocked and stunned.

  It is obvious that this situation, although related to his innate height and leg length, is more importantly due to the internal family heart method he learned, which has the wonderful effect of lightening the body and reducing resistance.

  "What is this light body kung fu? It's really amazing."

  Tan Yu suddenly had an epiphany and smiled slightly.

  It wasn't until now that he suddenly realized, his footwork had reached the high level of "carrying heavy and floating, flowing through the nine states" as described in the secret manual "Hundred Flowers Confusion".

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