"A small Yuan Pill can increase the life span of ten years and also have the effect of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence. Lu Qingshuang may be innately deficient, but taking this small Yuan Pill will make you better physically. In addition, the [Innate Thunder Palm] skill is mysterious. If he works hard enough, it should be no problem to be a congenital master..."

Han Tiehu was thinking silently.

Lu Qingshuang was not polite. She opened the jade bottle and swallowed the small Yuan Dan. She even smashed her mouth, as if she was recalling the smell of memories.

"How?" Han Tiehu asked him.

Lu Qingshuang said: "Master, I feel warm and comfortable."

Han Tiehu nodded: "You have a deep blessing. Don't let your teacher down in the future. Come on, teach you a mental formula for your teacher. You can write it down first and then practice again."

"Address kowtow to the master again!"

Lu Qingshuang did not look like a rich young man at all, and was honest and simple. Han Tiehu also liked him more, so he passed on his first level of internal skills, mental method of [Innate Thunder Palm·Innate Ability].

The innate Thunder Palm is also profound and complex. Han Tiehu doesn't understand many of the descriptions in its internal skills and mental methods. He just told Lu Qingshuang the words in the jade pendant to listen to them. As for whether Lu Qingshuang can understand or how much it can be understood, Han Tiehu doesn't care for the time being.

The carriage headed eastward and took half an hour to reach its destination.

The driver who was driving called the master and lifted the curtain. Lu Qingshuang was still scratching her head and remembering the mental formula, but Han Tiehu got off the carriage first.

His eyes swept around, and this was the Xuanwu Platform next to East Lake.

Xuanwu Platform is also called the Life and Death Arena. It is built exclusively for gambling and fighting. Sixty-seventeen of the gambling and fighting in Kaiyang City will be held here. On weekdays, some people from the martial arts world often choose to compete here or fight life and death.

At this moment, the Xuanwu Platform is surrounded by crowds, and ordinary people are in the audience. Those with some identities and status can sit in the stands in the four sides.

Han Tiehu was very clear-headed, and some of the comments in the crowd were clearly captured by him.

"I heard that this time the Shen family took out the East City Sixteen Shop to bet on the Lu Family's Thirty-six Shop in Xicheng?"

"Yes, the Chamber of Commerce and the Officials have posted notices. The Shen and Lu families are really fighting each other!"

"Is the opening rush? Who do you bet wins and who will lose?"

"Of course it's the Lv family. Haven't you seen it? The old man Chen Huaji, the God of Canghai, is here. He will definitely take action in this battle. Who can be his opponent? That iron-headed monk?"

"You can't say that. Chen Jianshen is so old, he must have lost his qi and blood. Maybe his skills are not as good as before. The Tietou Monk has strong qi and blood and his fighting style is fierce. If these two people are going to meet, it really may not be possible for anyone to win."

"I think the Shen family dares to take the initiative to propose a bet, so they must have a trump card. I bet the Shen family to win."

"Yes, yes, the Shen family also has a worshipper. Chen Mo is also a top-notch master, and his skills are even higher than those of the Tiedou Monk!"

"I still believe in the old sword god. You are young and have never seen him take action. I was lucky enough to see him once ten years ago. That was really a magical method!"

"Anyway, I'll take the Shen family!"

"I beg the Lu family..."

At this time, Lu Qingshuang got out of the carriage. He was the eldest son of the Lu family and was still at some point. He opened the way in front of him and soon took Han Tiehu to a stand.

There were more than a dozen official hats and chairs on the stands. Chen Huaji, Lu Wenhe, Qin Manager, Xue Manager and others were all here, and there were dozens of people wearing brocade robes. Han Tiehu didn't recognize them, and he thought he was also some important figures in the Lu family.

"Master Han!"

"Master Han is here!"

"Master Han, please sit down..."

Everyone saluted Han Tiehu one after another, and even Chen Huaji stood up and bowed, giving up a seat beside him.

Han Tiehu nodded slightly, without saying much, stepped forward and sat down next to Chen Huaji and Lu Wenhe.

Sitting here to watch, the Xuanwu Platform was full of views, and the vision was indeed better. Han Tiehu saw someone shaking the flag on the Xuanwu Platform, and a very majestic bald monk had already appeared.

"That's the Iron Head Monk!" Lu Wenhe took the initiative to introduce Han Tiehu, "This son is born with divine power, practices kung fu with a strait, and is proficient in the Iron Head Master. The monster-wrestler and the Vajra Boruo Palm are powerful. Of course, in front of you and Master Chen, he is not the case."

"I am against him, but I am bullying the small ones by the big ones." Chen Huaji spoke, "Master Han, the head of the family, and everyone else, I am going!"

After saying that, he flew to the Xuanwu Platform without even carrying weapons.

When he arrived at Xuanwu Platform, Chen Huaji took his hands on his back and glanced at the bald monk opposite him, saying, "Are you a Tie-Tou monk? It's a bit of strength to defeat the two Lu family guards. Unfortunately, his heart is too vicious and he is destined to have a good end. I shouldn't bully the small ones by the big ones, but it's up to the Lu family's Jiye, so I'll take a few moves with you on this arena, come on!"

The iron-headed monk looked fierce and had a fat face. He grinned, but said, "Your opponent is not the Sajia!"

"Oh?" Chen Huaji narrowed his eyes and glanced at the monk Tietou, where a man in black stood.

The man carried a long spear, which was worshipped by the Shen family, and Chen Mo for the Snow Breaking Sword.

But Chen Mo also smiled slightly and said, "It's not me either?"

"I'm curious, who is your Shen family going to fight!"

"It's me!"

A shout like a thunderclap sounded, and a long-browed monk jumped up from the crowd. He was like a big bird, soaring into the air two feet high. He took a few steps in the air and flew several feet away, landing steadily in the center of Xuanwu Platform.

When he saw this man coming on stage, the Tietou Monk quickly clasped his hands together and said, "Welcome to Master the Dharma!"

At this moment, a rumor of discussion broke out around Xuanwu Platform.

"What? This Iron Head Monk and Master?"

"Who is this monk? He is going to play!"

"Who knows this monk..."

The long-browed monk who fell on the Xuanwu platform laughed. He looked at Chen Huaji and shouted quietly: "Master Chen, do you still remember me?"

Chen Huaji showed a puzzled look.

The monk showed his right hand and saw that all four fingers above were cut off. He smiled grimly on his face and said, "Twenty years ago, in Jinyang Temple, Fuyang City, you used ten moves to break the four fingers of my right hand with the Canghai Sword, forcing me to leave a foreign land. I was tired of sitting down and six disciples were slaughtered, but I still remember!"

Chen Huaji's face suddenly changed and he said, "Monkey Jiekong."

"Did you remember?" Monk Jiekong laughed and said, "For the past twenty years, I have always remembered how glorious the Sword God of Canghai was at that time. Today I will meet again, how can I repay you for not killing me?"

Chen Huaji snorted: "It seems that the reason why the Shen family is so presumptuous is because of you!"

Monk Jiekong said, "Actually, I don't care about the Shen family and the Lu family at all. I care about you, Chen Huaji! I want to avenge my previous shame today. Not only that, I also want the Lu family you guarded to be destroyed."

"I wore a monk's robe, but I was obsessed with it and full of hatred. It seems that I shouldn't have kept you twenty years ago!" Chen Huaji said, "I will accept you today."

Monk Jiekong laughed again. He slowly pulled out a long sword from behind with his left hand and said, "It's useless to say more, look at the sword move!"

After saying that, the monk Jiekong crackled in his body. He slashed out with a sword, and a sword energy that could be seen from the naked eye flew out.

Chen Huaji swung his sleeve and pushed his sword energy with one palm. The sleeve exploded. His face changed, and his body took a few steps back, and he said in surprise: "Sword energy? No, this is innate true energy!"
Chapter completed!