"Ouch!
My nose! "Liu Wenshan didn't even get to be arrogant for two minutes before he was beaten up by Tang Yong.
Tang Yong didn't want to expose his violent Battle Qi in front of others, so he didn't use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Instead, he hid his Battle Qi in his palm.
From the outside, it looked like Tang Yong was using brute force to attack.
When the other three scholars saw that Tang Yong was able to subdue Liu Wenshan with a single slap, they were stunned.
They thought that this country bumpkin might have some strength, but they didn't expect him to beat Liu Wenshan into submission with one slap.
This … this country bumpkin who reeked of salted fish beat the elite students of Lushan Academy into submission?
Were they dreaming?
Before the three scholars could recover from their shock, Liu Wenshan rubbed the blood on his nose and said, "Don't be afraid!
That was just a coincidence. This guy isn't a martial artist and hasn't even cultivated Battle Qi. He's just relying on his exquisite footwork.
Let's attack together and make sure he can't dodge. We can definitely subdue him! "
Zhang Hai and the others also reacted. They recalled the scene just now and didn't see any Battle Qi. If he didn't cultivate Battle Qi, then the strongest person on the other side would only be a Rank 9 Body Tempering Realm cultivator. The four of them were all Rank 3 martial artists. They had the advantage in terms of cultivation and numbers, so there was no need to be afraid of him.
They were actually frightened by a Body Tempering Realm cultivator. Zhang Hai and the others glared at Tang Yong with unfriendly expressions. They were ready to make a move.
"Attack!"
Liu Wenshan bellowed. The four scholars released their Battle Qis at the same time. Their Battle Qis condensed into light beams that resembled spears. They shot towards Tang Yong's head, legs, waist, and back from four different directions.
It was obvious that the four of them had gone through systematic training and knew the basics of cooperation.
The four of them formed a small formation and sealed off all the gaps in the formation that could allow them to escape.
Once trapped by them, even a Rank 4 martial artist wouldn't be able to escape unscathed.
Unfortunately, they met Tang Yong this time …
After being trapped, Tang Yong immediately used Slip Away. Like a loach, he dodged left and right, successfully avoiding the attacks aimed at his head and chest. Then, he bent his knees, jumped up, and kicked Liu Wenshan, who was attacking him from behind. This time, he kicked Liu Wenshan's face.
The man's nosebleed, which had just stopped, suddenly spurted out like a fountain. Tang Yong glanced back. His nose seemed to have been kicked crooked.
However, it did not collapse.
After successfully dispelling the other party's formation, Tang Yong immediately left in a flash. In the end, he felt as if he had forgotten something, so he turned around to look.
The shorty called Guo Haitao had just shot out his last Battle Qi. Because he had dodged quickly, the Battle Qi didn't hit him. Instead, it hit Liu Wenshan's leg. In a split second, Liu Wenshan's leg was bleeding.
"Ouch!
Damn it, it hurts so much. "
"Ding! From Liu Wenshan's distress + 555 …"
Tang Yong didn't look at Liu Wenshan anymore. Instead, he coldly glanced at the remaining three people and said, "You guys relied on your martial arts to hurt others.
Today, I'm only giving you a small punishment. If you do it again, the punishment won't be so simple! "
When the scholars heard this, they immediately looked at each other, but no one dared to attack Tang Yong.
They weren't stupid either. They had attacked Tang Yong several times, but he had easily dodged them. Excluding that inconceivable coincidence, there was only one possibility left.
The other party was an expert, and an expert whose cultivation level was far higher than theirs.
When they thought of this possibility, they immediately became terrified. They lowered their heads like quails and didn't dare to look at Tang Yong, afraid that he would find trouble with them.
Tang Yong didn't find trouble with these people. According to the law, they were at most an accomplice. The one who really had a conflict with him and wanted to seriously injure him was still lying on the ground.
As Tang Yong spoke, he walked to Liu Wenshan's side and squatted down. Liu Wenshan looked at the man who was getting closer and closer to him and suddenly became frightened.
What is he doing?
Is he going to kill me?
Wait, why isn't he doing it?
Liu Wenshan was a little confused and turned to look at the country bumpkin. In the end, he saw something. He saw the country bumpkin smile at him evilly and then began to shake his clothes.
Damn it!
At such a close distance, a strong smell of salted fish and sweat assaulted Liu Wenshan's nostrils. Liu Wenshan's nose was already sore and unbearable, and when it was attacked by this impactful smell again, he immediately stopped breathing.
"Ugh!
I was wrong, I admit my mistake. I didn't dare to provoke you. I shouldn't have looked down on you. I'll get out, I'll get out, okay? "
Liu Wenshan couldn't help but retch when he smelled the smell. It wasn't that he didn't want to vomit, but that he had already vomited everything in his stomach. If he vomited again, he could only vomit bile.
Hearing Liu Wenshan's words, Tang Yong raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Did I ask you to get out?
Come back here! "
"Ding, from Liu Wenshan's distress + 888 …"
How could there be such a tasteless master in the world? He didn't beat people or scold people, but he was disgusting … and his disgusting was even more unbearable than beating people up.
Liu Wenshan vomited until tears came out of his eyes. He looked at Tang Yong with a face full of regret and annoyance. If it wasn't for the strong smell on Tang Yong's body, he would have hugged his leg and begged for mercy.
"Sir, I've already admitted my mistake. Can't you just let me go?"
"What do you think?" Tang Yong looked at Liu Wenshan with a faint smile and then began to shake his clothes violently.
"Ugh, ugh …" This time, Liu Wenshan couldn't take it anymore. His eyes rolled back and he fainted completely.
Since Liu Wenshan had fainted, there was no one else to feel negative emotions for him. Tang Yong didn't bother to shake his clothes. After all, this kind of movement was quite tiring.
The remaining three scholars were relieved when they saw this. They looked at Tang Yong carefully and then cupped their hands and said, "Senior, we'll take our leave."
Tang Yong glanced at them and pointed at Liu Wenshan who was miserably lying on the ground and said, "Take him with you. This vomiting is a bit disgusting."
The three of them were speechless. Wasn't this all because of you?
…
"Ding, from Liu Wenshan's distress + 1000 …"
Seeing the last line of negative emotions, Tang Yong was stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered. Little brat, this Liu Wenshan dared to play mind games with him. Tang Yong chuckled and tore a piece of cloth from his clothes. He walked forward and stuffed it into Liu Wenshan's arms, saying, "Don't be polite, take it as a souvenir."
"Ding, from Liu Wenshan's distress + 1000 …"
Tang Yong saw the other three looking at him and thought that they were reluctant to say goodbye to him. He suddenly smiled gently and said, "Do you also want a souvenir?
Come on, one for each of you, one for each of you. "As he said this, he was about to tear his clothes. Unexpectedly, his action scared the three of them and they ran away.
"From Zhang Hai's distress + 666 …"
"From Guo Haitao's distress + 888 …"
…
Seeing the backs of the scholars getting farther and farther away, Tang Yong's face was full of regret. These scholars had good physiques. In such a short time, they had provided him with at least 3000 negative emotions. He was really reluctant to part with them.
Just as he was looking into the distance in a daze, the soldier behind him who had been watching from the beginning to the end without saying a word suddenly stood up. He stared at Tang Yong with shining eyes and said, "Little brother, I wonder if you are interested in being a soldier?"
"What?" Tang Yong turned around and looked at him with a confused face.
What the hell was a soldier?
Although he was the son of a concubine in the Marquis's mansion, he was still considered a son of a noble family.
Why did he choose to be a soldier instead of a rich second generation?
"Little brother, don't look down on soldiers. Take the most basic infantry as an example. Each person can get four taels of silver and one spiritual stone per month. And we also provide food and accommodation. As long as you have the potential, you can also choose to learn the unique skills of the army …"
Tang Yong looked down at himself. Although he was a little dirty, he looked like someone who lacked four taels of silver. Did he lack skills?
He obviously didn't look like one!
Although he couldn't help complaining in his heart, Tang Yong still refused him with a smile. After all, the soldier had asked him in good faith, so he should also be kind to him.
After being refused, the soldier was still a little unwilling. He looked up and down at Tang Yong, sighed and said, "Little brother, I am in the Huben Camp in the capital. If you think it through one day, you can come to me. My name is Qin Ganglie.
Alas, I still have something important to do. Let's part here! "
After the soldier finished speaking, he directly carried his sword and jumped out of the pavilion. He flew hundreds of meters away with a confident posture, like a sword immortal.
Tang Yong looked at the back of the soldier and was very envious. When could he also practice such Lightness Skill?