Zhai Shanchuan is very confident in himself.

Let's not talk about anything else.

He carried the sledgehammer himself; one blow was enough to kill a person.

If it hits the head directly, the head will be blown apart; if it hits the chest directly, the heart will be crushed by the force of the sledgehammer.

Its lethality is absolutely top-notch.

"You can do it all by yourself? I think you're just bragging."

Lin Bai chuckled, dismissing Zhai Shanchuan's statement with disdain.

"You big idiot."

Lin Bai was actually quite resentful, because during training at the training ground, he wanted to spar with everyone.

As a result, no one was willing, except for Shanmie who would occasionally spar with her a few times.

The others were alright; although their words were rejections, they weren't harsh. But what about Zhai Shanchuan?

"Miss Lin, as far as I can tell, in a fight, you're no match for me with a single blow, and in bed, you're not the kind of person who can withstand that kind of pressure. So, don't bother me."

Lin Bai kept those words in mind.

"cut."

"You'll understand when it really gets big."

Zhai Shanchuan rolled his eyes back at Lin Bai, his eyes filled with utter contempt for Lin Bai.

In fact, Lin Bai didn't understand this principle.

Fighting is fighting, martial arts competition is martial arts competition, and private sparring is sparring.

He said he could manage on his own, but that was assuming he could escape unscathed.

But it's impossible to actually kill them all. He could kill them all if he fought desperately, but he would inevitably be seriously injured.

The saying "Many hands make light work" is most apt on the battlefield.

Even the fiercest tiger is afraid of a pack of wolves.

In Zhai Shanchuan's view, people like Lin Bai, who are not bad-looking, think they are invincible after learning martial arts for a few days and challenge people to duels every day. Such people have no fighting power in actual combat.

Maybe three or five people can manage, but going to the battlefield would be a complete joke.

Flash watched from the side, chuckling to himself, but he was already looking forward to it.

Not long after, the same bandits reappeared.

"You few can come with us, but only a few of you."

"Our leader and second-in-command are already waiting for you."

Liu Feng nodded.

It's understandable that only a few of them went in.

After Liu Feng went inside, he discovered that the Buddha statues inside the temple had long since been moved to an unknown location.

It's unclear whether they deliberately moved the Buddha statue, or whether the Buddha statue was originally missing.

As for their leader, he was sitting in a chair in the spot where the Buddha statue used to be.

The grotesque murals behind him became his backdrop.

This leader looked unusual, because he had a long scar on his face, and a bearskin draped over his chair indicated his status.

His eyes were bright, and his body was very strong with clearly defined muscles. As for his age, he was probably in his thirties. He exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

Beside his chair sat a long gun, clearly his everyday weapon.

As for their second-in-command, there's nothing particularly noteworthy about him; he's just round and chubby.

He was quite tall, and a very heavy broadsword hung at his waist.

He stood with his arms crossed over his chest, looking like a bodyguard to their leader.

"You are the leader of the Tiger Roar Army?"

"I won't waste any more words. Since you've come in person, just say what's on your mind."

"My Tianmaling is just a bandit's den, and I have no intention of getting into a conflict with General Liu."

"But now that you're here, I need to make this clear: I won't cause trouble in your Tiger Roar Army's territory, but don't try to intrude on my Tianma Ridge territory either."

"We are at peace."

"how?"

Liu Feng chuckled at the appearance of this leader, thinking he was truly courting death.

"You seem very capable. How many people do you have under your command?"

"What gives you that kind of confidence?"

Since he drew a line between himself and others from the very beginning, it means that this leader has made sufficient preparations.

This is not a negotiation with Liu Feng; this is a blatant provocation.

"I don't have many people, but I'm not a small number either."

"A full five hundred people."

The leader spoke with great confidence.

"Right now, there are at least five hundred people around you."

Liu Feng chuckled. This was a threat; the words were quite clever.

"You mean I have to agree to the boss's proposal?"

"If I don't agree, does that mean I won't be able to get down this mountain?"

The leader's expression changed slightly.

He did say those words with a hint of threat, but even with his current numerical advantage, he wouldn't dare openly admit that he was a threat.

They sent you up the mountain just to threaten you.

The leader knew very well that Liu Feng's men were exceptionally skilled at suppressing bandits. Since Liu Feng had delivered himself to their doorstep, they had no choice but to follow his lead.

So kill Liu Feng here. If you can't, there will be endless troubles.

If Liu Feng asks this question now, and he foolishly accepts Liu Feng's answer, then there will be no room for negotiation.

"Hahaha……."

"General Liu truly deserves to be the leader of the Tiger Roar Army."

"They have courage, spirit, and ability; we mountain bandits really can't compare."

"Someone, prepare the wine and invite the guests to take their seats."

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