Song Jiasen returned to the mansion and gave two pills to Song Zhiyi: "This pill can increase your strength. After eating it, go to bed quickly."
Song Zhiyi said: "Dad, this is my first time walking on stage. I will stretch my muscles and practice my hands for a while."
Song Jiasen frowned and said, "The fight will start tomorrow, what else are you going to practice?"
Song Zhiyi scratched his scalp: "Dad, my master said that if you sharpen your gun in battle, you will lose all your happiness!"
He studied art abroad since he was a child, and spent more time with his master than with his father. When he opened his mouth or shut up, he always said "my master said it."
Song Jiasen hated this catchphrase very much: "Don't talk about these useless things. If I let you sleep, just go to bed quickly!"
Song Zhiyi did not dare to disobey. After lunch, he took the elixir and went to bed early.
The elixir took effect quickly, and 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 strength: "Dad, what kind of elixir is this? Why haven't I taken it before?"
Song Jiasen snorted and said, "I can't bear to take this pill. If you hadn't gone into battle tomorrow, I wouldn't have taken it out."
Song Zhiyi felt very good after hearing this.
Song Jiasen really couldn't bear to take this elixir.
It's not that he doesn't want to part with the elixir, it's that he doesn't want to let go of himself.
This is the Marrow Pill. After eating it, it can increase one level of combat power 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 expires, Song Zhiyi will lose two full years of cultivation. His talent is not good to begin with, so his promotion to the second level will be even more remote.
"Pack up your things and come with me." Song Jiasen took Song Zhiyi out without taking his entourage or through the front entrance. The two men secretly left the mansion through the back door.
Song Zhiyi didn't understand: "Dad, where are we going?"
"Stop talking and follow along."
The two walked along a small road until they reached the north of the village. When they heard the whirring sound of a road roller, they were still building a road. Song Jiasen made a special detour and entered the ruins on the other side of the road.
Ogawazi added a shovelful of coal to the steamroller and licked the cut on his lips.
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When they reached the depths of the ruins, Song Jiasen looked around and saw no one around. He turned to Song Zhiyi and said, "See clearly, this is the place I have chosen for you. I have already arranged the manpower. Someone will come to close the place early tomorrow morning. Before the place is closed,
, no one knows that You and Ma Wu are in this match."
There are a lot of broken bricks and rotten tiles in this place, and there are still many broken walls that have not been demolished. Song Zhiyi is not very satisfied with this combat environment:
"Dad, why did you choose this place? I am a martial arts cultivator, and Ma Wu is a Huan cultivator. I have the advantage in close combat.
This place is so messy that I can’t get close, so if he flies a kite, I will be the one who suffers.”
"Fart, can I make you suffer?" Song Jiasen took out a silkworm cocoon from his arms and placed it on a broken tile.
A white silkworm emerged from the cocoon.
Silkworms were spinning silk on the broken tiles, while Song Jiasen watched from the side.
Guessing that the silk threads were almost finished, Song Jiasen placed the white silkworms on a pile of wood next to the broken tiles.
There are dozens of pieces of wood in this pile, all of which were removed from the house. The piles are a bit messy, so it is normal for them to collapse.
The white silkworm gnawed a hole in one of the logs, then got into the hole and began to devour it.
After waiting for nearly two hours, until the most critical piece of wood was hollowed out, Song Jiasen took back the round white silkworms, packed them in a sack, and carried them on his back.
"Remember this, start the fight tomorrow and lure 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 can't hit him, he still has to find a way to dodge, and while he dodges, you beat him hard, don't kill him, give 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 long, but he felt that his father was a respectable and respectable man in Lanyang Village. He did not expect that he would use this method to compete: "Dad, you want to play tricks with him."
Yes, this is not good, if others know...
Song Jiasen slapped Song Zhiyi: "Why the hell did I bring you out alone so late? Isn't it just to prevent others from knowing?"
He didn't even bring any bodyguards, 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 arts cultivator. I have been on the first level for several years. It is not a problem to deal with Ma Wu, a first-level martial arts cultivator. We cannot use this method.
A real man does things openly and aboveboard..."
Song Jiasen turned around and slapped him again: "You are so stupid 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 medicine than you?
Do you think you can beat him because you are a few years ahead of him? You really think highly of yourself!
Tang Tianjin went to block him on the road this morning, and he hasn't come back yet. I sent people to search the whole village, but no one was alive or dead, and no corpses were found.
Do you know how knowledgeable Ma Wu is? 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 firmly, and the two of them walked back the same way.
On the way, Song Zhiyi still couldn't help but complain: "Dad, if I can defeat Ma Wu with my real skills tomorrow, I won't need this mechanism. If people see it, it will lose our family's face."
"Why do you want people to see it?" Song Jiasen said angrily, "You tell me your true skills. Do you know what your true skills are? Do you think your skills in fists and feet are your real skills?"
Song Zhiyi said in surprise: "Isn't the game in the wild just about fists and kicks?"
"If I don't say that your kid is not enlightened, he is no better than your brother. Your father and I have been guarding Lanyang Village for more than 20 years. In these 20 years, no matter whether it is Qingtian Field or Huntian Field, which game is better?
Is it fists and kicks? Can’t you figure it out yourself?”
This is not to blame Song Zhiyi, he has been studying abroad for many years and has never seen a few matches.
Song Jiasen also knew that Song Zhiyi was inexperienced, so he explained patiently: "Do you think Old Wei can win the match between Lao Wei and Yu Mazi? If he hadn't given me a thousand oceans in advance, how could Yu Mazi have beaten half of the battle and been defeated?
Stumbled over a stone?
The big black man hired by Huaxuan Inn, couldn't he beat him? How did he lose during the match? Why did the wall collapse?
Their inn hires a few girls to be kuguo (special occupations) to do private work, but they don't show up in the books, and they don't hand over the money to me. How on earth can I tolerate him? Can I let him win?
In field games, who wins and who loses, it’s you and me who have the final say, don’t worry about the dark and clear, if you win, you stand, if you lose, you lie down, these are my rules.
This is how the power of the Song family was created. Sooner or later, this power will be handed over to you two brothers. If you can't even learn their rules, how can you run the family?"
Song Zhiyi lowered his head and said: "Then if I am betrayed, where do you want me to put my face? I am also the second young master of the Song family..."
Song Jiasen was furious. For so many years, there were some things that he never wanted to tell this kid because he was too crazy.
"You just don't understand things. You're far worse than your brother. What the hell if you do it tomorrow..." Song Jiasen was stunned for a moment. He put one foot on the ground and suddenly couldn't lift it up.
"Clay!" Song Jiasen was shocked, "There is an ambush!"
"What's wrong, dad? Who's setting up an ambush!" Song Zhiyi was the real boss. Seeing that Song Jiasen couldn't lift his feet, he followed him.
"Don't come here, you idiot!"
Song Jiasen said it was too late, Song Zhiyi was already standing beside him and could not lift his feet.
"Dad, what's going on?"
"You loser, why are you here? If your brother hadn't been injured, you shouldn't have been asked to do this job.
Take off your shoes, and don't take up any space with your feet after taking them off. Step on your shoes and jump somewhere else. Don't put your hands on the ground, and don't take up any space with your other foot."
Song Jiasen had experience. He rubbed his foot in his shoe and quickly pulled out one foot.
It was difficult to free his other foot, and Song Jiasen was still exerting force when he suddenly heard a sound in the distance.
Whoops! Whoops!
What's coming?
Song Jiasen looked up and saw a huge creature, spitting smoke and rushing over.
Li Banfeng came driving a steamroller.
Xiao Chuanzi was asked to work just to monitor Song Jiasen's actions.
After seeing Song Jiasen and his son, Xiaochuanzi immediately sent a letter to Li Banfeng.
In the middle of the night, the wilderness was quiet. Li Banfeng was a three-story house builder and could easily be ignored. With the help of his earrings, he listened to the sound and found Song Jiasen and his son. He then took Xiaochuanzi with him and arranged the arrangements on the road in advance.
ambush.
Having seen the competition between the two inns, Li Banfeng had already figured out the clue.
In a wild game, the competition is not about fists and feet, but about eloquence, intelligence and scheming.
The middle-aged man whom Liuyuan Inn found, said a lot of nice things, and finally won the match. If he won, he would win. No one cared how he won. People thought he was reasonable and should win.
As for why the brick wall suddenly collapsed and how it hit the big black man by such a coincidence, no one cared about these things.
So what if someone cares?
Yu Mazi died in Huntian Field. He wanted to argue, but he couldn't say anything.
Huaxuan Inn has offended Song Jiasen. It's hard to say whether it can continue to operate, so why do they dare to argue about it?
Will those who watch the fun care about it?
Even if they are happy after reading it, they don’t bother to care about other things!
Song Jiasen's idea is right, don't worry about the bright and the dark, just win. On this point, Li Banfeng basically agrees with him.
But there are some differences between the two in details.
Song Jiasen never thought of a fair competition.
Li Banfeng never thought about competing.
Compare to what?
Do you have to go to the ring to win or lose?
Who is going to get into the ring with you?
Even if the father and son were trapped by clay, Li Banfeng was not going to be tough. Clay does not stick to iron, so the iron wheels of the road roller were just right for him.
The roller rushed to Song Jiasen, and Song Jiasen took out his dagger and threw it at Li Banfeng's face.
A third-level martial artist, this shot was very accurate.
But Li Banfeng, who built a three-story house and a two-story travel building, ducked and ducked.
Song Jiasen wanted to find another guy, but it was already too late.
The huge iron wheel directly pressed on Song Zhiyi's body, and his knees were all trapped under the wheel. The screams were heartbreaking.
Song Jiasen took off his shoe with one foot, took the opportunity to take a step back, and used all his strength to hold on to the wheel.
The third-level martial arts cultivator was really strong, and the steamroller actually forced him 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, looked at Li Banfeng and said: "Bastard, you, you are cheating on me!"
Li Banfeng smiled and said: "I really appreciate those two sentences you just said. If you win, you will stand, if you lose, you will lie down. I will give you one more sentence, if you die, shut up."
After saying that, Li Banfeng said to Xiaochuan: "Is he going to take off one of your legs?"
"Yeah!" Xiaochuan was behind him, gritting his teeth and nodding.
Li Banfeng pulled out the Tang sword and handed it to Xiaochuan.
"Brother, let's go to work and take off your legs for Uncle Song."
Xiaochuan took the knife, got off the steamroller, raised the knife and chopped Song Jiasen on the right leg.
He didn't even need to use force. What was the quality of the Tang sword? With one strike, Song Jiasen's right leg was completely broken.
This time Song Jiasen could no longer hold on, and the steamroller drove directly over the two of them.
After parking the car, Li Banfeng saw that the ground was not easy to deal with.
Xiaochuan said: "Master Qi, don't worry about this. I will cover it with some asphalt and flatten it. You can do your business."
This brother is sensible!
Li Banfeng smiled, lowered the brim of his hat, and left the field.
The next day, at half past twelve noon.
The people who sealed the place for the Song family came early, but Song Jiasen and Song Zhiyi did not come.
Ma Wu, who had been waiting in the field for half an hour, shouted to the spectators:
"Although I, Ma Junyang, have fallen into despair, I am still a good man standing here. Song Jiasen said he wanted to fight in the wild, so here I am, I didn't find anyone else, I did it myself!
It’s nothing more than risking my life here, but I, Ma Junyang, didn’t give in! I’ll be waiting here today, and I want to see if Song Jiasen and his son dare to come!”
Li Banfeng looked on with a smile, and Xiao Chuanzi took the lead in cheering among the crowd.
Or else, let’s just say that this competition in the wild is all about eloquence!
PS: Lanyang Village is about to change its owner!
Chapter completed!