“Who are these?”
"You haven't heard yet? They are all from Jiangjia Village, and they actually killed the Marshal's soldiers..."
"The entire Dongya Prefecture is now under the control of the Marshal. How dare they be so bold?"
"So, you see, all the men in the village were killed, and all the women were taken to the military camp."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, so many people were killed like that? It would be great if they could be caught and sold."
"What do you know? This is called killing to establish authority..."
Listening to the whispers of passers-by on the street, Lin Xing once again felt the cruel side of the mirror world.
"What are you fighting for?" The vendor said with a smile, "This poor fellow, I don't think he would even dare to go up to the ring."
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Bai Yiyi quickly said, "Come on, Lin Xing, go up and beat him up."
"Fight in a ring?" Lin Xing's eyes moved. This sounded like something he could do. He thanked the other party and left quickly.
At the same time, Bai Yiyi, who was watching the fight at the edge of the ring, spoke, and her voice appeared directly in Lin Xing's mind.
Whether it is robbing or stealing, it is actually not difficult to do with Lin Xing's current skills.
At the same time, Bai Yiyi's excited voice came: "Lin Xing, Lin Xing? Is there a ring? Let me see, let me see quickly."
On the other side, Lin Xing was jogging hurriedly, and soon he saw a huge arena set up at the entrance of the street ahead.
Hong Dahai looked at Lin Xing in front of him and laughed, "A pretty boy? Let me see what kind of Kung Fu you can do."
"This big guy is practicing the Iron Shirt and Arhat Fist of the Shilin Temple. He should have also practiced some horizontal training kung fu. He has a little bit of skill."
Lin Xing said, "I don't know, I just got here too." Then several young men jumped onto the ring one by one, and Bai Yiyi watched the fight on the ring while evaluating it in Lin Xing's mind.
Lin Xing's skin can only be considered ordinary in the real world, but compared with the natives in the mirror world and around him, it can indeed be described as fair and tender.
"If it were us, there would be knives placed under the ring, and they would have fallen to death long ago."
At this moment, he only sighed, touched his stomach and asked, "Excuse me, is there a place in this city where I can make money quickly? I'll go there to make some money and then come back to buy food."
He first threw his backpack on the edge of the ring, then turned over and climbed onto the ring.
Especially when he thought about the fact that he hadn't had breakfast on time, Lin Xing felt even more uncomfortable.
After a few moves in the blink of an eye, Hong Dahai immediately felt something was wrong. The young man in front of him was like a slippery loach, always able to block his attacks just right.
He thought of the Taoist boy's inheritance again, and the revived memory resurfaced in his mind.
"Dodge to the right."
"The level of those who came up here is not good enough. They can't even stand steadily. How can they fight?"
"Cut him in the middle."
He was clearly suppressing his opponent, but he still failed to achieve any results.
Lin Xing looked in the direction of the ring and saw a shirtless man beating a young man back with three punches and two kicks.
Bai Yiyi analyzed: "In terms of martial arts, you are a little weaker than him, but you have more practical experience than him, and I can guide you, so what are you afraid of?"
The peddler was welcoming at first, but when he heard that Lin Xing was penniless and wanted to ask him for a bun on credit, his face immediately changed and he tried to drive him away.
The vendor looked at him impatiently, pointed to the north and said, "Here, go to the arena over there and fight. If you win, you'll get the money."
Inside the backpack, Bai Yiyi's eyes were fixed on Hong Dahai and Lin Xing.
Lin Xing walked up reluctantly and asked how much the bun cost.
The big man shouted to the crowd, "Who else?"
Bai Yiyi was shocked when she heard this, and immediately introduced them in detail: "There are nine major sects in the martial arts world. Among them, Shilin Temple, Taihe Sect and our Taiqing Sect are the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world. They are all very famous."
"This competition only determines victory or defeat, not life or death. I'm not very good at this." Lin Xing asked, "Can I beat him?"
Lin Xing opened a corner of the backpack, and immediately a cat's eye looked out from it, looking towards the direction of the ring.
With a roar, Hong Dahai's muscles and bones vibrated all over his body, and his fists pressed towards Lin Xing like a storm.
Looking at Lin Xing's departing figure, a customer who was buying steamed buns said, "How dare this guy? Did he really go and fight?"
Then with a loud bang, the young man was kicked and rolled to the ground.
"After all, Hong Dahai is a lay disciple of Shilin Temple. He has practiced hard for ten years to master the hard fist. No one here can beat him."
But as an upright person who abides by the law, he would never do such petty theft.
Hong Dahai laughed wildly and strode forward, charging straight at Lin Xing like a giant black bear.
At this moment, Hong Dahai on the ring shouted several times, but no one came up to the ring again.
Lin Xing asked curiously: "Is Shilin Temple a powerful sect?"
Seeing this scene, the passers-by who had just quieted down suddenly became noisy again, speculating on how many moves it would take for Lin Xing to be knocked off the ring.
He walked back and forth on the street, looking at the vendors selling buns and cakes and smelling the fragrance coming from them, and he felt more and more hungry.
"The disciples under his tutelage are spread across all walks of life in the world. Their influence is so great that you cannot imagine it."
"Watch out for his hidden legs."
Lin Xing was unmoved. He assumed the Taiqing Changquan stance and imitated the lines he had seen on TV, saying, "Thank you."
Bai Yiyi said with surprise, "I haven't seen anyone setting up a ring for a long time. Is this rough guy the champion?"
There were many passers-by standing around the ring, pointing and talking at the two fighting parties. The noisy voices filled the air, making it very lively.
Just as Lin Xing was thinking this, he suddenly felt a pang of hunger in his stomach.
"Alas, that's not how you punch."
"I think this guy who's doing pictographic boxing is about to lose."
Facing the competition in the ring, Lin Xing was not as confident as he would be in a life-and-death battle, especially after seeing Hong Dahai defeat several opponents in a row.
He touched his stomach and said helplessly, "I woke up so early in the morning and opened the door. I rushed here and now I haven't had breakfast yet."
"Next, I need to find an opportunity to comprehend the Taoist inheritance. I need to find a safe and quiet place in the mirror world..."
"Arhat Fist?" Bai Yiyi chuckled, "I was able to practice it when I was six years old."
Something happened that shocked Hong Dahai even more. It was as if the opponent saw through all his punches and dodged, blocked or parried... and actually blocked his violent attack.
At the same time, because his punch was too fast, Hong Dahai himself revealed a flaw.
Then he felt his abdomen and chest go numb, and he was knocked several meters away by a punch.
(End of this chapter)
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