Song Jiasen returned to the mansion and took out two pills for Song Zhiyi: "This pill can increase your strength. After taking it, go to sleep quickly."
Song Zhiyi said: "Dad, this is my first time walking around the field. I'll stretch my muscles and practice my skills."
Song Jiasen frowned and said, "The fight will start tomorrow, why are you still practicing?"
Song Zhiyi scratched his head and said, "Dad, my master said that sharpening your spear before a battle will make it shine even if it's not sharp!"
He has been learning his craft outside since he was young, and has spent more time with his master than with his father. Whenever he opens his mouth, he always says, "My master said so."
Song Jiasen hated this catchphrase very much: "Don't talk nonsense, I told you to sleep, so go to sleep!"
Song Zhiyi didn't dare to disobey. After lunch and taking the pills, he went to bed early.
The pill took effect quickly. Song Zhiyi slept until one o'clock in the morning, when he was woken up by Song Jiasen.
After getting up, Song Zhiyi felt that he had endless energy: "Dad, what kind of medicine is this? Why haven't I eaten it before?"
Song Jiasen snorted and said, "I can't bear to eat this pill. If you weren't going into battle tomorrow, I wouldn't have taken it out."
After hearing this, Song Zhiyi was in a good mood.
Song Jiasen really couldn't bear to take this pill.
It’s not that he can’t bear to part with the elixir, it’s that he can’t bear to part with himself.
This is the Marrow Poison Pill. After taking it, one's combat power can be improved by one level in a short period of time. Song Zhiyi is a first-level martial artist. In the next two days, his combat power can barely match that of a second-level martial artist.
But this comes at a price.
After the elixir lost its effect, Song Zhiyi would lose two full years of cultivation. His talent was not good to begin with, so it would be even more difficult for him to advance to the second level.
"Pack your things and follow me." Song Jiasen took Song Zhiyi out without any followers and did not go through the front door. The father and son secretly left the mansion through the back door.
Song Zhiyi didn't understand: "Dad, where are we going?"
"Don't talk, just follow me."
The two men took a small path and walked to the north side of the village. They heard the sound of a steamroller, indicating that they were still repairing the road. Song Jiasen deliberately made a detour and entered a ruin on the opposite side of the road.
Xiao Chuanzi added a shovel of coal to the roller and licked the wound on his lips.
…
When Song Jiasen reached the depths of the ruins and saw that there was no one around, he turned to Song Zhiyi and said, "Look carefully, this is the place I chose for you. I have already arranged the personnel. Tomorrow morning, someone will come to close the place. Before it is closed, no one will know that you and Ma Wu are playing against each other here."
There were many broken bricks and tiles in this place, and there were still many broken walls that had not been completely demolished. Song Zhiyi was not very satisfied with this combat environment:
"Dad, why did you choose this place? I am a martial arts practitioner, and Ma Wu is a joy practitioner. I have the advantage in close combat.
This place is so chaotic, it's hard for me to get close to him. If he lets me go, I'll be the one who suffers."
"Bullshit, how could I let you suffer any loss?" Song Jiasen took out a silk cocoon from his arms and placed it on a broken tile.
A white silkworm emerged from the cocoon.
The silkworms were spinning silk on the broken tiles, and Song Jiasen was watching from the side.
Estimating that the silk thread had been spit out almost completely, Song Jiasen placed the white silkworm on a pile of wood next to the broken tiles.
There are dozens of pieces of wood in this pile, all of which were taken down from the house. They are stacked in a somewhat messy manner, so it is normal for them to collapse.
The white silkworm gnawed a hole in one of the woods, then crawled into the hole and began to devour the food in big mouthfuls.
After waiting for nearly two hours, until the most critical part of the wood was eaten away, Song Jiasen collected the round white silkworms, put them in a sack, and carried them on his back.
"Remember this, when the fight starts tomorrow, lead Ma Wu to this broken tile. As long as he steps on this broken tile, the pile of wood next to it will collapse towards the broken tile.
Even if the pile of wood doesn't hit him, he will have to find a way to dodge. While he's dodging, you should beat him hard, but don't kill him. Leave him a breath and beat him until he begs for mercy."
Song Zhiyi was stunned for a long time. He had not been at home for a long time, but he felt that his father was a respectable and prestigious person in Lanyang Village. He did not expect that he would resort to such means to deal with him: "Dad, you want to do something sneaky with him. This is not good. If others know...
Song Jiasen slapped Song Zhiyi in the face: "Why did I bring you out alone so late at night? Isn't it just to prevent others from knowing?"
He didn't even bring any guards with him, so no one could know about this.
Song Zhiyi covered his face and said, "Dad, I took the elixir. I am a first-level martial artist. I have been at the first level for several years. It is no problem for me to deal with Ma Wu, a first-level happy cultivator. We don't need to use this method. A real man should do things in an upright manner..."
Song Jiasen turned around and slapped him again: "You've learned a lot outside, do you know what it means to be aboveboard?
You are the only one who has the elixir? Who is Ma Wu? The fifth son of the Ma family, do you think he has less elixir than you?
Do you think you can beat him just because you are a few years ahead of him? You really think highly of yourself!
Tang Tianjin went to the road to block him this morning, and he hasn't come back yet. I sent people to search the entire village, but there's no sign of him alive or dead.
Do you know how much experience Ma Wu has? Do you know how many things he has experienced and how many people he has met? You have never even been out of Green Water Bay in your life. How can you compare with him? "
Song Jiasen asked Song Zhiyi to remember the location well, and the two of them walked back the same way.
On the way, Song Zhiyi couldn't help but complain: "Dad, if I can beat Ma Wu with my real ability tomorrow, I won't need this trick. If people find out, it will bring shame to our family."
"Why do you want to let people see it?" Song Jiasen said angrily, "You tell me about real skills, do you know what real skills are? Do you think that the skills of fists and feet are real skills?"
Song Zhiyi was surprised and said, "A fight in the wild is all about punches and kicks, isn't it?"
"You are not smart, and you are no match for your brother. I, your father, have been guarding Lanyang Village for more than 20 years. In these 20 years, whether it is Qingtian Field or Huntian Field, which one relies on fists and feet? Can't you see the trick yourself?"
This is not Song Zhiyi's fault. He has been studying abroad for many years and has not seen many chess games.
Song Jiasen also knew that Song Zhiyi lacked experience, so he patiently explained, "In the fight between Lao Wei and Yu Mazi, do you think Lao Wei could win? If he hadn't given me a thousand dollars in advance, how could Yu Mazi have tripped over a rock halfway through the fight?
The big black man hired by Huaxuan Inn, can't he fight? How did he lose in the game? Why did the wall collapse?
They hired a few girls to work as kuguo (special occupations) in the inn, doing private work, but they didn't show it on the books, and they didn't pay me the money. How the hell could I tolerate him? How could I let him win?
In the wild, who wins and who loses is up to me, your father. No matter whether it is shady or overt, if you win, you stand up, if you lose, you lie down. This is my rule.
The Song family built this kingdom this way. Sooner or later, this kingdom will be handed over to you two brothers. If you can't even learn the rules, how can you be the head of the family?"
Song Zhiyi lowered his head and said, "What if I get caught? How can I save my face? I am also the second young master of the Song family..."
Song Jiasen was furious. For all these years, there were some things he didn't want to tell this kid because he was too stubborn.
"You kid just don't understand. You are far worse than your brother. If you tomorrow..." Song Jiasen was stunned. One of his feet was on the ground and suddenly he couldn't lift it up.
"Clay!" Song Jiasen was shocked. "Someone is setting up an ambush!"
"What's wrong, Dad? Who is setting up an ambush?" Song Zhiyi is really stubborn. Seeing that Song Jiasen couldn't lift his feet, he still followed him.
"Don't come over here, you bastard!"
It was too late for Song Jiasen to speak, Song Zhiyi was already standing beside him, and he couldn't even lift his feet.
"Dad, what happened?"
"You useless bastard, why the hell are you following me here? If your brother wasn't injured, you shouldn't be asked to do this job.
Take off your shoes. After you take them off, don't let your feet occupy any space. Put on your shoes and jump somewhere else. Don't use your hands to support the ground, and don't let your other foot occupy any space either."
Song Jiasen was experienced. He rubbed his foot in his shoe and quickly pulled one foot out.
It was difficult to free the other foot, and Song Jiasen was still trying hard when he suddenly heard a noise coming from a distance.
Wheezing! Wheezing!
What is coming?
Song Jiasen looked up and saw a huge monster rushing towards him spewing smoke.
Li Banfeng came driving a steamroller.
The purpose of letting Xiao Chuanzi go to work is to monitor Song Jiasen's actions.
After seeing Song Jiasen and his son, Xiao Chuanzi immediately sent a letter to Li Banfeng.
It was late at night and the wilderness was silent. Li Banfeng was a third-floor resident and was easily overlooked. However, relying on his super hearing ability, he found Song Jiasen and his son by following their voices. He then turned back and brought Xiao Chuanzi with him and set up an ambush on the road in advance.
After seeing the two inns compete with each other, Li Banfeng had already seen the trick.
In a fight in the wild, what is being competed is not fists and feet, but eloquence, strategies and scheming.
The middle-aged man who was found at Liuyuan Inn said a lot of nice things and finally won the game. Winning is winning, and no one cared how he won. People thought he was right and should have won.
As for why the brick wall suddenly collapsed and how it just happened to hit the big black guy, no one cared about these things.
So what if someone cares?
Yu Mazi died in the Huntian Field. He wanted to make a fuss, but he couldn't say anything.
Huaxuan Inn has offended Song Jiasen, and it is unclear whether it can continue to operate. Why dare it care about the transaction?
Will those who just want to watch the fun care about it?
They feel happy after watching it, and they don’t care about anything else!
Song Jiasen’s idea was right. No matter whether it was overt or covert, as long as he could win, that was enough. On this point, Li Banfeng and he had basically the same idea.
But there are some differences between the two in details.
Song Jiasen never thought about a fair competition.
Li Banfeng never thought about competing.
What are you comparing?
Do we have to go to the ring to win?
Who wants to compete with you?
Even if the father and son were trapped by the mud, Li Banfeng had no intention of fighting back. The mud did not stick to iron, and the iron wheels of the roller were just the right place to start.
The steamroller rushed to Song Jiasen, and Song Jiasen took out a dagger and threw it at Li Banfeng's face.
For a third-level martial artist, this attack was extremely accurate.
But Li Banfeng had three floors of residential construction and two floors of travel construction, so he just lowered his head and dodged it.
Song Jiasen wanted to find another guy, but it was too late.
The huge iron wheel pressed directly on Song Zhiyi's body. From the knees down, he was completely rolled under the wheel, and his screams were heartbreaking.
One of Song Jiasen's feet broke free from his shoe and he took the opportunity to take a step back, using all his strength to hold up the wheel.
A third-level martial artist was indeed very strong, and he was able to force the steamroller to stop.
Li Banfeng opened the air valve to the maximum and looked at Song Jiasen quietly.
Song Jiasen's face turned purple. He raised his head and looked at Li Banfeng and said, "You bastard, you tricked me!"
Li Banfeng smiled and said, "I really appreciate the two sentences you just said. If you win, stand up. If you lose, lie down. I'll give you one more sentence. If you die, shut up."
After saying that, Li Banfeng said to Xiaochuan, "Is he going to cut off one of your legs?"
"Yeah!" Ogawa nodded behind him, gritting his teeth.
Li Banfeng drew out his Tang sword and handed it to Xiaochuan.
"Brother, it's time to get to work. Remove the legs for Uncle Song."
Xiaochuan took the knife, got off the steamroller, raised the knife and chopped Song Jiasen's right leg.
He didn't even need to exert any strength. What kind of quality was the Tang sword? With one strike, Song Jiasen's right leg was completely severed.
This time Song Jiasen couldn't hold on any longer, and the steamroller went straight over him and his father.
After stopping the car, Li Banfeng saw that the ground was not easy to deal with.
Xiaochuan said, "Seventh Master, don't worry about this. I'll cover it with some asphalt and flatten it. You just go about your business."
This brother is sensible!
Li Banfeng smiled, lowered the brim of his hat, and left the wilderness.
The next day, at half past twelve noon.
The people from the Song family who were sealing off the place arrived early, but Song Jiasen and Song Zhiyi did not come.
Ma Wu, who had been waiting in the wild for half an hour, shouted to the onlookers:
"Although I, Ma Junyang, have fallen on hard times, I am still a hero standing here. When Song Jiasen said he wanted to fight in the wild, I came. I didn't look for anyone else, I came on my own!
It's nothing more than risking your life here, but I, Ma Junyang, didn't give in! I'll wait here today, I want to see if Song Jiasen and his son dare to come!"
Li Banfeng watched with a smile, and Xiao Chuanzi took the lead in cheering among the crowd.
Or to put it another way, a contest in the wild is all about eloquence!
ps: Lanyang Village is about to change its owner!
(End of this chapter)
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