"Master, shall I teach him a lesson?" Tang Shaoliang looked at his master, Chen Lisheng, and wanted to step forward for a fight. The young man was highly motivated and wanted to give some color to the Xiatangwan farmer in front of him, who didn't know how to praise him. It should be an easy task.

Obviously, Tang Neng's fooling around just now did not affect Tang Shaoliang. He would not think that it was caused by Tang Shuwen's action. He only thought that Tang Neng was incompetent, stupid and impulsive, and fell down because he failed to stand firm.

Chen Lisheng's expression changed slightly, he hesitated slightly, and then nodded in agreement. He couldn't see the depth of Tang Shuwen, so there was no point in letting Tang Shaoliang try the water.

"Do your best!" Chen Lisheng ordered in a low voice.

Tang Shaoliang stepped forward, hoping that he could easily defeat the enemy without accumulating energy to attack. Hearing that his master asked him to deal with it with all his strength, although he felt that killing a chicken with a bull's-eye was useless, he still nodded respectfully towards Chen Lisheng.

"Tang Shuwen, your boy dares to hurt my second brother. Listen to my father's order, kneel down and kowtow, and give up the Bamao land immediately!" Tang Shaoliang stepped forward and scolded him sternly.

"Ba Mao Land is a barren land and has no use." Tang Shuwen said lightly, but wanted to find out more.

"You are a pariah who only knows farming but not business. Build a port here..." After all, Tang Shaoliang was young and inexperienced in world affairs, so he blurted out without thinking.

"Shaoliang! No need to say more." Tang Sheng hurriedly stopped him.

At this time, everyone in Xiatangwan was in an uproar. Just now, everyone was a little surprised when they heard Tang Sheng mention Ba Mao Land. They didn't know why. Now, they finally understood what the people in Xiatangwan had planned.

The terrain of Bamao Land is slightly low, and the water level near the shore is relatively deep. In the past few years, the Xiatangwan people, under the leadership of the head of the family, Tang Mingli, organized a large amount of manpower and material resources, and after much hardship, they built a two-kilometer-long aqueduct.

This water canal is the foundation of their farming and is the guarantee for irrigating farmland and generating income from planting.

But for the people of Upper Tang Wan, if they want to build a small port, Pat Ma Tei is the best location. This place is hard to come by, and now they finally seize the opportunity to make it their own, so today they mobilized troops to come with the excuse of asking for the land.

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"You can't give it to them!" "You can't give up the Patamao land!" The people in Xiatangwan suddenly realized, and the crowd was agitated. It turned out that Tang Sheng and the others were Xiangzhuang Wushu, intending to seize the Patamao land. They were simply digging up the roots of farming.

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At this time, Tang Shuwen said calmly: "Tang Sheng, the head of the family, belongs to the Tangwan people in Bamao land. He is our lifeblood and cannot be transferred. Please understand."

"I don't know what's wrong, so I'll teach you a lesson first!" Tang Shaoliang was anxious. Without waiting for his father's reply, he immediately spread out his figure, clenched fists with both hands and struck out with all his strength using the move "Dan Feng Chaoyang" of "Six Yang Palm".

So fast and furious.

The place fell silent for an instant. Everyone was surprised to see Tang Shaoliang burst out in anger. Everyone was speechless and at a loss. Chun He's whole family felt their hearts were raised to their throats, and they were worried for a moment.

Tang Shuwen turned slightly to one side, flexibly turned his right hand, and immediately brushed Tang Shaoliang's back with his palm. Tang Shaoliang staggered and was about to fall to the ground, looking embarrassed.

But seeing Tang Shaoliang quickly put his right hand on the ground, turned around, followed by a kite, turned over, stepped on the ground with his right foot, "crack" diagonally upward, struck straight with his left fist, and vigorously struck out with a move of "Liu Yang Hui Shou", and the tiger was born.

Power.

Tang Shuwen stood as tall as a mountain. He calmly stretched out his right hand, spread his fingers, and instantly grasped Tang Shaoliang's left hand. He gently and casually pulled Tang Shaoliang in front of him, then quickly reached out with his left hand to press on his shoulder, and shouted in a low voice:

"Young man, don't be rash!"

Tang Shaoliang's stature was shorter, but he squatted down involuntarily, without the power to resist.

Everyone stared in disbelief. A genius in the middle stage of body tempering was subdued so easily? Although Tang Shaoliang and Tang Nengyang were at the same level of martial arts, Tang Shuwen clearly felt that the former's strength was incomparable to the latter.

"Let him go!" At this time, a figure rushed over like lightning. The stern-faced Chen Lisheng held a wooden stick, and with the fog-white Qi that can only be activated by late-stage innate warriors, he used the strongest move of "Mountain-Suppressing Stick Technique" "

"The wind rolls across the sky and the mountains" sweeps out, "whirring" like an overwhelming force.

"Be careful!" Not far away, Yingtian's eyes sparkled, and he hurriedly shouted to remind his father.

At this time, Tang Shuwen stepped forward and stood on his horse, clenching his fists and using his arms to block. On his forearms, a few traces of undetectable pure white Qi lingered.

Just hearing the sound of "click!", the wooden stick instantly broke into two pieces, but Tang Shuwen remained calm and composed as if nothing had happened.

Chen Lisheng stared like bells, suddenly shocked. He had already overestimated Tang Shuwen, but he didn't want to be easily defeated by this person despite using his special skills. You know, a warrior who is usually not as good as him can take this stick,

Not only will the arm be broken off, but if it touches the body, the waist will be broken and seriously injured.

Chen Lisheng did not dare to delay, so he took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation. He used "stepping steps to explore the moon" and quickly reached out to pull Tang Shaoliang away.

Unexpectedly, Tang Shuwen lightly supported Tang Shaoliang's shoulder with his left hand, and his figure soared into the air. He made a graceful spin, rushed to Chen Lisheng like a ghost, stretched out his right palm and patted Chen Lisheng lightly.

Chen Lisheng flew backwards involuntarily, and retreated a few meters before he could regain his footing. His face changed and he looked extremely embarrassed. As he retreated, two deep grooves were plowed into the grass by his feet.

He finally understood that the opponent never made a move and didn't use much force. He was just trying to resolve his own moves, yet he could remain invincible so easily!

Chen Lisheng was silent for a while, and took a closer look at the few strands of pure white Qi that were quickly disappearing around Tang Shuwen's arm. He was startled, and then he quietly raised his head, clasped his fists and saluted with conviction: "Sir, I accept."

In Yanguo martial arts, anyone who encounters a warrior who is stronger in cultivation or strength than themselves is respectfully called sir.

It turned out that the pure white energy emanating from Tang Shuwen's arms was noticed by Chen Lisheng. Under the shock, he also had self-awareness. He immediately recognized the gap and stopped in time. He was considered a smart man who knew how to advance and retreat.

"Master?" Tang Shaoliang looked at Chen Lisheng. Although he was unwilling, his face showed despair. "Let's go, we are not opponents." Chen Lisheng had a gloomy face, waved his right hand gently, and walked back silently.

"Alas!" When Tang Sheng saw this, he had no choice but to shake his head and sigh, then led the Tangwan clan members and retreated in defeat.

"Okay!" "We win!" The people of Xiatangwan, who had been bullied by Shangtangwan for a long time, suddenly burst into cheers as if they had defeated the opponent with their own hands.

Afterwards, everyone gathered around Tang Shuwen and his family, and they were filled with joy like stars holding the moon.

They have now gotten to know Tang Shuwen again, and even the eyes that look at him exude a light of honor. In their hearts, Tang Shuwen is the Dinghai Shenzhen of Xiatangwan, and the patron saint that they will respect and rely on in the future!

At this time, Chun He quietly left the crowd and took her three children to kneel in a row on a small slope near Wanliu Dam. She clasped her hands together and muttered something in her mouth, as if making a wish,

The piety on his face is beyond words.

The three children kneeling next to him also showed their filial piety and followed his example. Although they didn't know why, they all clasped their hands and bowed their heads in meditation.

Miaofu was the youngest and most agile. No, after just a few minutes, she raised her head with a suppressed smile on her face, glanced at the three relatives beside her, and then watched the clouds in the sky with great interest.

"Brother, look at that cloud, it's so beautiful!" Miao Fu whispered in surprise to her elder brother beside her, and raised her head in gesture.
Chapter completed!