(Second update)

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There was silence, and the atmosphere in the temple was stagnant again.

If it was said that Li Lin underestimated the enemy before, the little servant succeeded by chance, but this time, everyone saw it very clearly.

The long stick stabbed directly at Li Lin. Li Lin combined his maces, one in front and one behind, but he wanted to cut off the long stick. Although it was a despicable method, he could see the previous shot of An Bochen, and the young men present could more or less realize Li Lin's fear.

There will only be one result with a copper mace and a wooden stick, that is, a stick is broken, but the little servant came here tonight, as if to surprise these young masters of Liujing who were above the top.

The moment the copper mace was closed, the straight wooden stick drew a strange arc and instantly passed the first mace, as if a poisonous dragon was drilling into the mountain, piercing Li Lin's trump card. With the previous lesson, Li Lin was not surprised. The trump card came from bottom to top, and the front trump card suddenly accelerated, and he immediately made a decision to break the long stick. However, at this moment, the old long stick suddenly became faster with the original force.

It was a little more time before Li Lin joined his mace and hit his back. Li Lin was caught off guard and fell to the ground. He was about to withdraw and hold the single mace again. In a flash, he waved his tail and trembled his forearm. He also fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.

An Bochen's shot seemed straightforward and unstoppable, but at the moment he pierced the two maces, there were three changes. Each change was indispensable and was completed in one go. Before most young men could see clearly, An Bochen had already shot down his two maces and defeated Li Lin again in one move!

The candlelight swayed, reflecting An Bochen's face, which could not be seen at all. The cold night wind blew from outside the temple, lifting up his blue shirt and floating, holding a long stick in his hand and pointed directly at Li Lin's throat. After a while, he whispered.

“Get out of here.”

Just these two words broke the stagnant atmosphere in the temple. Everyone stared at the boy who made the young master of the Li family so embarrassed that he couldn't raise his head. In a blink of an eye, he reacted with a look of horror.

Who is Li Lin? He is the eldest son of the Li family, one of the two major families in the Liu Kingdom. He is one of the top young men among the young masters of Liujing. He has a noble status. And who is An Bochen? He is just a small servant. Not to mention An Bochen, even all the young masters present dare not be disrespectful to Li Lin. He dared to take a stick and threaten him. It is really disrespectful to commit the above.

But only one person clenched his fists and looked happy.

"It's natural to rebellious, I'm sure I'm not wrong."

At the entrance of the temple, Xiao Hou murmured, and Triangle's eyes were full of excitement.

"Although I can't see anything on weekdays, I often only need to force a person's true nature at critical moments. Tsk tsk, it seems that I'm the right person to pick."

Mr. Xiao thought that An Bochen was bullied and bullied on weekdays, and finally couldn't bear it anymore tonight. Who knew that An Bochen's anger was not entirely because of this.

Hongfu Nu is one, and the princess of aristocratic families also humiliated him. But what annoyed An Bochen the most was that after he stabbed the two maces with one stick, the unpredictable stab of the combined force of water and fire gradually disappeared from his mind, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not keep it.

In other words, if he and Li Lin fight again, An Bochen will never be able to use the extremely amazing shot, and only An Bochen will be the one who will be defeated on the spot.

The peerless gun and the wonderful hand were obtained by chance, because of the clear mind at that time, but if you didn’t go through thousands of trials and thousands of times of gun shooting, how could you fully master it?

But tonight, An Bochen had no time to practice. Even if he wanted to practice, the young men in front of him would not allow it.

Only by taking advantage of the victory to pursue and taking advantage of the power of that shot and repel these young men, can they enter the temple to find Hongfu. Otherwise, once they come to their senses and attack them in groups, how can An Bochen resist with just one broken stick?

These thoughts that arise in the moment are all the principles that I have read in books in the past, and are not profound, but how could An Bochen in the past think deeply? It all flows into his mind today. Inadvertently, An Bochen's mind matures a little.

“Get out of here!”

Raising a stick with one arm, Amberchen shouted coldly.

Li Lin finally raised his head, with complexity, loss and unbelievable faces on his face, but in the end, they all turned into silence. He was a son of a noble family, but he was also a young man with ambition in Liujing. With his prominent family background and the power of his double maces, he was rarely seen in Liujing. Until today, he was finally defeated by an inconspicuous servant in the small temple in the eastern suburbs.

Although it was his first defeat, it was also his long-awaited defeat.

The handsome young man from a noble family bent down and picked up his maces. To everyone's surprise, he did not fight again, but instead made a mace on his chest, his face full of solemnity.

"My little, Li Lin, I will ask for advice in ten days."

This is a battle, and the ancient rituals are used. If the generals on the battlefield encounter good opponents, the same will be true.

The young men in the temple looked at Li Lin in a daze, but they didn't expect that he would attach so much importance to An Bochen. As soon as these words were said, they had already cut off their secret revenge and could only wait until the battle ten days later, provided that An Bochen responded.

Feeling the aggressive aura of Li Lin, An Bochen's heart swayed. Although he was in the Night Temple, he seemed to be standing on the battlefield of fierce fighting. There were too many scenes in the play. The two generals fought and fell in love with each other at first sight, and they would agree to fight again. However, An Bochen did not expect that such scenes would happen to him, and the unattainable young master of aristocratic family was invited to fight him.

To be honest, the fact that he was able to defeat Li Lin was entirely due to the surprise of that shot, and Li Lin underestimated the enemy. If he fought again, with Li Lin's practice for more than ten years and the eighteen-way Li family mace technique, even if An Bochen could still use that shot, he might not be able to defeat Li Lin. What's more, the wonderful feeling of that shot has become a passing cloud and will never return.

In terms of emotion and reason, Amberchen should not have faced the challenge, but deep in his heart, there was a voice constantly clamoring. Amberchen didn't know that he was standing at another intersection in life. If he didn't face the challenge, he would still be the same as Amberchen in the past, but once he responded, no matter whether he won or lost, he would be very different.

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen slowly raised his head, faced Li Lin's hot gaze, raised his long stick, learned from the scene, and said with his hands crossed.

"Sir, An Bochen, I'm willing to fight again with the young master."

As soon as he finished speaking, the temple suddenly became boiling. The young men and men swept their dejected expressions, frowning and talking, looking at An Bochen from time to time, full of surprise on their faces, no longer had the previous disdain.

Even though An Bochen took Li Lin's bronze mace twice, the young master Liujing still looked down on this low-born servant from the bottom of his body. However, An Bochen's unstoppable response made their contempt weaken a little.

This change in mentality is very subtle and difficult to explain, but it is reasonable.

He looked at An Bochen deeply. Li Lin was about to say something, but he listened to a sigh from the head of the temple.

"The time for preaching today is over, so let's retreat."

Listening to the extremely familiar voice, Amber Chen turned his head and looked at it. The next moment, his face was filled with surprise.

The clay statue of the fox fairy in the hall actually opened its eyes, raised its arms, and spoke.

"If you have a great opportunity to go there, you will definitely get something when you return home quickly."

Seeing this, all the young men in the temple showed joy, bowed to the fox fairy, and rushed out of the temple, except for Li Lin, who looked at An Bochen strangely, looked at the statue, frowned, and then walked out of the temple.

When the people left the temple, they were gone until everyone was exposed. The girl in a crimson dress and coat walked out from behind the statue and looked at Amberchen coldly.

"You still don't believe me."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen was about to speak, but his heart suddenly moved.

Yes, when Mr. Xiao found out that Sima Jin was not in the house before, he must have messed up the "trap" set by Sima Jin like he had before. How could Sima Jin not know? She pretended not to know that Mr. Xiao was suspicious and still came here every night, just because she was relieved to herself... But what did she want to do after she came to this temple and summoned these young men?

"I have spent nearly ten days of hard work and finally put this plan in place, but your previous efforts were wasted by your interference. Xiao Hou, is this what you want?"

His eyes passed over Anbochen and fell towards Xiao Hou, and Sima Jin's voice became colder and colder.

"I see......"

His eyes were wandering between the "Star" and Sima Jin. Xiao Hou had a vicious eyes and was sophisticated that An Bochen was unclear, but he had guessed most of it. Looking at Sima Jin again, a hint of surprise flashed through Xiao Hou's eyes, and then he became a little embarrassed. He smiled embarrassedly, ignored An Bochen, and walked out of the temple with two dry coughs.

"I'm in poor health, so I'll go back first... You two are chatting."

The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away, and the moon was in the middle of the sky, sprinkling into the temple. Facing Sima Jin's cold gaze, An Bochen felt unsure and his eyes were wandering.

"General An is very capable. He defeated the Li family's son with one move. He is really heroic. Humph, you are getting more and more trouble now."

Until the coquettish voice came, An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Sima Jin. He felt that she was a little different from the usual ones tonight.

Not only was she wearing a dress that looked like an exaggerated costume, but she also gradually melted indifference from her face. The moment Sima Jin walked down from behind the statue, An Bochen felt that she seemed to have become a different person, with an extremely cold aura all over her body, which was hard to get close to, but it was a side he had never seen before.

Sima Jin curled his lips as he looked at the silly boy who was frowning and contemplative.

"More than ten days have passed, are you still suspicious of me?"

"No."

Amberchen said without hesitation.

"Why did the old man Xiao come here after a few words and break my plan? I don't know how long it will take to get the puppet you mentioned."

Sima Jin complained that he did not say anything to ridicule An Bochen, but the expression between his eyebrows was obviously a little cold.

At this moment, the temple suddenly trembled, and in a blink of an eye, the sound of horse hooves came from afar.

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(The plot of the second volume of the first volume is about to begin, and the next update is probably around 12 o'clock... I will make the last time next week, and the children who sleep late will hold it)
Chapter completed!