Yu Qian's expression was somewhat grim, and he said in a deep voice, "Li Qinglin, don't be so shameless! If you are dissatisfied, the worst that can happen is a fight!"

"Let's show everyone whether you are naturally strong or I am better at chopping wood!"

"Are you done?"

Li Qinglin unbuttoned his cloth shirt, raised his face slightly, and looked calm, but gave Yu Qian a vague illusion of being superior.

"you!"

Yu Qian laughed angrily and his face turned ugly.

Li Qinglin? He's just an insect farmer who has only learned martial arts for a month.

You dare to bark in front of me?! Yu Qian was angry and decided to show off his muscles, so he clenched his fists slightly, and a crackling sound was heard.

Seeing this, the other two firewood-chopping servants quickly stepped back and looked at Li Qinglin with undisguised sarcasm and contempt in their eyes.

"It seems that I have been wronging you again and again..." Yu Qian said in a cold voice.

Boom! A figure flew out backwards like a cannonball and slammed into the firewood pile.

Dust flew everywhere, sawdust rustled like snow, and the firewood pile collapsed suddenly.

Yu Qian struggled to get up, half-knelt on the ground, and coughed violently.

He suddenly vomited out all the food he had just eaten, and it fell all over the floor.

Yu Qian raised his head tremblingly, his eyes flickering, looking at Li Qinglin in disbelief.

"You, you also made a sound?!"

Silence! The entire woodshed fell into a dead silence, with only Yu Qian's coughing being the sound.

The two firewood-chopping tenants who were watching the show had their brains frozen. They stared blankly at Yu Qian who was still breathing heavily and trying to recover his violent energy.

Yu Qian...was knocked away? Was it...Li Qinglin who did it?

But, what just happened, I only saw a shadow.

Donkey Face and Hong Cuicui were closer to Li Qinglin and vaguely saw Li Qinglin's sudden attack just now.

One punch.

It was ordinary, yet full of violence, as fierce as a punch that could shatter a person's heart and lungs! "Lin, Brother Lin..."

Donkey Face swallowed subconsciously, feeling a little dazed. He couldn't imagine Li Qinglin, who usually spoke in a gentle voice and rarely got angry.

This contrasts with the current image of Razer, which has frosty eyes, a rebellious and violent temperament, and is like a mad collision in the dark clouds of summer.

Make a sound? Li Qinglin nodded, which was not wrong.

He looked at his right fist with some surprise, then looked at Yu Qian carefully.

Then he discovered that under his torn clothes, there was a piece of slippery and dense vines, and on the intertwined vines, there was a clear fist mark.

That's... rattan armor? No wonder.

Li Qinglin laughed a little.

I didn't expect that Yu Qian was so careful about his life.

He was actually wearing rattan armor.

I think it was Yu Qian who took advantage of his position to save up this half set of rattan armor over many years.

But that's all.

Li Qinglin had just broken through to become a martial artist and had not yet adapted to the surging power. Under his control, he probably only exerted... less than half of his strength?

"It turns out that I am already this strong."

Li Qinglin sighed in his heart, let out a breath, and his eyes sparkled.

Yu Qian looked at the almost broken rattan armor in front of him, his face full of disbelief and shock, and his heart was bleeding!

"This is natural brute force?! I don't believe it!!"

The firewood under Yu Qian's feet was crushed and he quickly pounced towards Li Qinglin.

The toes and hips were connected into a line, and the power flowed from bottom to top, to the top of the fist! The muscles tore through the air, and there was a faint sharp crane cry wrapped around the outside of the fist.

"die!"

Yu Qian's eyes turned fierce.

However, Yu Qian's actions seemed so...weak in Li Qinglin's eyes.

It looks ferocious, but it has no rules.

The steps are disordered and there are flaws everywhere.

After all, without practicing the fighting style of killing and defending the way, one has the power but cannot guide it perfectly.

it's over.

Li Qinglin sighed inwardly.

He turned his feet, flipped his wrist, and gently tapped the top of Yu Qian's fist.

Then lift the instep slightly and lightly touch upwards, three inches above the lower pubic area, and tap lightly.

Boom! With a loud crash, Yu Qian retreated faster than when he came.

It smashed hard into the firewood pile.

The hemp ropes on the firewood pile broke and fell to the ground, burying Yu Qian.

Li Qinglin turned around and looked at the two firewood-chopping servants with a cold gaze.

The terrible feeling of oppression spread and enveloped the two of them.

"Brother Li, spare my life!"

"Brother, we were wrong. We didn't recognize the real master!"

The two of them fell to their knees on the ground, their foreheads banging against the ground, their faces covered with snot and tears.

There is no trace of the arrogance he has during the day.

Seeing the two people's appearance, Li Qinglin smiled lightly: "What's the point of begging for mercy?"

The two were stunned.

"You should convert the food and drink you have received from Donkey Face into silver taels as compensation. I remember that your tenant who cuts wood gets thirteen coins a month, and you can also make some money by burning charcoal and selling old firewood. So, three taels of silver per person is not too much, right?"

Three taels?

When the two heard this, they were dumbfounded. Although there was money to be made from chopping wood, it would take two or three years to save up three taels of wood!

But at this moment, I am the fish on the chopping board, so there is no reason for me to refuse.

"Brother Lin, thank you very much." The donkey face's eyes were a little red and swollen, and his lips moved as he lowered his head.

Seeing Li Qinglin retracting his gaze, he walked towards the two men with donkey faces.

A tenant servant who was kneeling on the ground suddenly jumped out from where he was and ran towards the door.

The door of the woodshed became larger and larger in my sight.

The cold wind outside the door blew in through the gap, and in this person's eyes, it was so sweet and gentle.

There was ecstasy in his eyes.

Lose money?

How is it possible! I...

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But, a hand like an iron clamp, with blue veins exposed and bulging muscles, suddenly grabbed his neck.

Whoosh! This person was lifted high up by Li Qinglin like a chicken.

Li Qinglin looked surprised, and with a crisp sound, he broke the man's right arm and threw it to the ground.

The wound on the broken arm swelled up quickly. The piercing pain made the man turn pale and he couldn't help screaming.

"Don't make a scene."

When Li Qinglin's voice came, the man trembled with fear, then clenched his teeth tightly, not daring to make any more sounds.

After looking at the other person with a meaningful look, Li Qinglin fastened the buttons of his cloth clothes again, walked to the door and opened it.

The cold wind blew in.

Tonight the sky is filled with stars, and the light of mercury is sprinkled on Li Qinglin's profile, adding a bit of mystery to it.

But after a breath,

The body that had been so sharp and upright just now gradually became hunched.

The gleam in his eyes settled and returned to normal.

Li Qinglin seemed to feel a little cold, so he tightened his collar again. The breath he exhaled was quickly frozen into frost.

He turned his head.

Looking at Donkey Face and Hong Cuicui who were still in a daze, he smiled gently and greeted them familiarly.

"It's too dark. Let's go the same way?"

…

The next day.

A strange piece of news circulated among the tenants in the outer courtyard.

It was said that the battle had already begun at the T-shaped training ground. The eldest brother Yu Qian, who had a promising chance of becoming a martial arts master, suddenly fell ill with a hidden illness and had been coughing and groaning all night.

He also went to the provincial doctor's office and got many aphrodisiac and nourishing prescriptions.

Someone asked the two colleagues beside Yu Qian. It would have been fine if they hadn't asked, but when they did, the two of them trembled and shivered, and what they said was illogical.

Who and what could have brought the situation to this point? For a moment, everyone was speculating and imagining.

Outside the kitchen.

In the open corridor.

It's a rare sunny day today, and the lazy sun shines on the wooden boards of the corridor, reflecting a brown-yellow light.

Outside the corridor is a cobblestone path that winds all the way to a waterside pavilion.

At this time, several tenants passed by the corridor and heard some noise from the corridor.

Stop and take a closer look.

Then I saw a young man in cloth sitting on a bench in the corridor, chewing a piece of dark-colored braised beef that seemed to have been left for a few days.

The boy ate very quickly. His teeth were like razors, chewing the firm beef into pieces and feeding it into his stomach.

It looks rough, but it is strangely filled with a primitive beauty.

Behind the boy, on the cobblestone path, there was a person standing in a crooked posture.

The boy gave instructions to the man while eating.

After just a few adjustments, this person's stance became more professional, and many mistakes were corrected! "Is it... Li Qinglin and Donkey Face?"

The tenants recognized the two men in the corridor.

"Great! This donkey-faced guy actually pretended to obey and secretly gave the food to Li Qinglin without telling Brother Yu!"

"Li Qinglin is a jerk who takes advantage of others' misfortune! He probably came out to kill me because he found out that Brother Yu was ill! Why didn't he fart before?!"

There was a sturdy tenant farmer who was familiar with Yu Qian. When he saw this scene, he was immediately filled with indignation and his face showed anger.

But he was also practicing martial arts at the Dingzi Training Ground and did not dare to cause trouble for Li Qinglin directly.

Instead, he hurried towards Yu Qian's residence.

Soon, a large bunk bed appeared in front of them.

The pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafted out, and there was a stove outside the room, gurgling with the sound of boiling the medicine prescription.

The burly man subconsciously covered his nose, walked quickly into the large bunk bed, and went straight to Yu Qian's bed.

Then I saw Yu Qian sitting upright on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, his face pale. I don't know what he was thinking about, his eyes staring straight at the bed.

"Brother Yu!"

As soon as the burly man saw Yu Qian, he immediately started to complain and told him everything he had seen and heard on the road.

Finally, he even instigated, "Brother Yu, this fellow Li Qinglin needs to be taught a lesson so that he knows how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is!"

"How about this, Brother Yu, you might as well challenge him to a fight, step on his face, and make him understand who in this outer courtyard he cannot afford to offend!"

At this point, the burly man suddenly remembered something and asked, "Oh, by the way, Brother Yu, what happened to your injury?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Qian looked at him in shock, his face dull.

After a moment, Yu Qian suddenly reacted, sprayed the man's face with bloody spit, and yelled, "Get lost!!"

(End of this chapter)