Chen Zisong finally arrived near the mouth of the valley. Just when he was wondering whether to set up a trap here first and then wait for others to be caught, he heard a crisp gong sound coming from the direction of the mouth of the valley.
"Oops, the assessment time limit is up!"
When he heard the gong sound, Chen Zisong's expression suddenly changed!
Starting from the first gong sound, those who participate in the selection of martial arts disciples can start to hand over the stone tablets in their hands to the examiner. After the twelfth gong sounds, the assessment will be completely terminated. If it reaches the twelfth
When the gong sounds, those who have not arrived at the designated place to hand over the stone tablets to the examiner will be directly eliminated. Once eliminated, no matter how many stone tablets you have in your hand, they will be useless.
Time is running out, and if you think about setting up traps or anything around now, it will definitely be too late! The only solution for now is to grab it by force. Although those who still have the stone tablets in their hands must be relatively strong.
, but Chen Zisong has no other choice but to bite the bullet!
As the first gong sounded, Chen Zisong saw from a distance that twenty or thirty people suddenly poured out around the mouth of the valley. However, what made Chen Zisong collapse was... none of these people were alone.
, basically a group of six or seven people. Of course... not everyone among these six or seven people has a stone tablet in their hand. Basically, only the person who is guarded in the center of the crowd has two to
Three stone tablets. Obviously, except for the person in the middle, everyone else was bribed, or the only purpose of those people taking the assessment was to help the employer.
Originally, Chen Zisong naively thought that the selection and assessment of martial arts disciples hosted by Mujiabao was absolutely fair, giving poor people like them a chance to get ahead! But now he finally understands... there is nothing like this in this world.
Fair! When participating in the selection of martial arts disciples, children from poor families can only rely on themselves. Children from rich families can hire a large number of people to be their bodyguards and help them find and snatch stone tablets. The so-called
Fair enough...that's a joke!
Facing these gangs of guys, Chen Zisong can only hide far away, otherwise, even if he has the trump card of shadow clone, if he really rushes forward, he will only be tortured, and his life may even be in danger!
However, Chen Zisong believes that it is impossible for all the people behind to be protected by so many people, and he should still have a chance!
At the last moment when the assessment time limit was reached, there were many people like Chen Zisong who tried to stop the Hu at the entrance of the valley. Almost all of these people were hiding not far from the entrance of the valley, waiting for the opportunity. However, these people obviously came here alone, and there was no
As a helper, looking at the groups of people who had completed their tasks passing by them, they could only stare helplessly.
Those who passed by in groups occasionally encountered these guys looking for bargains, and generally ignored them. They also wanted to hand over the stone plaques in their hands quickly to avoid long nights and dreams. However, the group of people Chen Zisong met now
is an exception...
There are twelve people in this group, but two of them have stone plaques on their bodies. A tall, thin, handsome boy has eight stone plaques on his chest, and the other short and fat boy also has eight stone plaques on his chest.
Three stone plaques were hung.
Chen Zisong didn't look at these people carefully. When he saw these dozen people walking out of the dense forest behind him, he quickly moved his body, trying to stay away from these fierce people.
However, as soon as Chen Zisong emerged from the grass, he heard someone shouting from behind: "Hey...Chen Zisong, it's your grandson!"
Chen Zisong didn't expect that there was someone else here who also knew him. He turned around in shock. When he saw that the person who greeted him, that is, the short fat man with three stone plaques on his body, was actually Feng Kunshi, the little bully from Qingshi Town, he suddenly felt like
A sinking…
Feng Kun is similar in age to Chen Zisong, but at a young age he has already begun to rely on his family's power to bully men and women in Qingshi Town, doing all kinds of evil! The last time his father asked Chen Zisong to sell animal skins in Qingshi Town, he was
The little bully caught his eye and falsely accused Chen Zisong of stealing things from his house, and robbed all the seven or eight fine animal skins that Chen Zisong and his father had worked hard to save.
At that time, Chen Zisong was so angry that he couldn't help but rush up and punch the short fat man hard in the face. Then he didn't even want the skins, turned around and ran away, hiding in the mountains for seven or eight days.
Dare to go home. Fortunately, Chen Zisong's father is also well-known as a good hunter in the surrounding villages and towns, and has quite a reputation. Although Feng Kun was angry, he did not dare to take it out on Chen Zisong's father!
It was precisely because of that lesson that Chen Zisong was even more eager to have powerful power. After learning about the news that Mujiabao was recruiting martial arts disciples, he desperately came here without telling his father. However, Chen Zisong
Unexpectedly, this short fat man also came to participate in the selection of Mujiabao martial arts disciples!
"Hehe... grandson... let me see where you can run this time!" When Feng Kun saw Chen Zisong, he was so excited that all the fat in his body shook. Then he waved his hand and ordered a few of his thugs:
"You guys, go and arrest that guy... Haha... Grandson, you are dead this time!"
When Feng Kun's several dog slaves heard this, they immediately shouted in response and immediately surrounded Chen Zisong.
The handsome young man walking with Feng Kun frowned slightly and said, "Xiao Kun, we haven't officially obtained the qualifications of martial arts disciples yet. It's better not to cause trouble at this critical moment!"
Feng Kun heard this but said disapprovingly: "Third cousin, there is no need to worry. This grandson is a bitch from a poor hunting family. He actually stole several good animal skins from my family last time. Although the skins were recovered later, they were
He ran away! But this time we met here, even if I kill him, it is reasonable and legal, so we cannot miss this opportunity!"
After saying this, Feng Kun ignored the handsome young man's persuasion and directly ordered his men: "After you catch that grandson, escort him over to me. I will take care of him personally this time!"
As soon as Chen Zisong saw Feng Kun, he couldn't help but be filled with hatred and his eyes were spitting fire. However, he also knew that the other party had a large number of people and now was not the time for revenge! But... when he heard the gong sounding over there,
When he heard the third tone, his heart immediately froze. His eyes glanced at the three stone plaques hanging on Feng Kun's chest, and he finally made up his mind...
"Plop--" Chen Zisong saw the opponent's four gangsters surrounding him, and turned around to run away. However, his feet got mixed up on a stone for some reason, and he immediately fell to the ground. Before he could get up again, he was already beaten.
Feng Kun's four lackeys surrounded him, and then they were firmly held down by the Feng family's minions and escorted in front of Feng Kun.
"Grandson, I will make you crazy again...I will make you crazy again!" Feng Kun is filled with evil fire whenever he thinks of the last time he was punched by Chen Zisong in front of so many people on the street.
The next time he finally caught Chen Zisong, he naturally refused to let him go easily. He immediately took a thick wooden stick from the hand of the person next to him and smashed it into Chen Zisong's body.
In order to pursue superficial fairness, no one is allowed to enter the assessment competition with weapons, so even people like Feng Kun can only use local materials in the valley to make weapons with wooden sticks. However, his wooden stick has also been passed through
The minions under my command have carefully processed it. Not only is it quite heavy, but there are more than a dozen sharp stones embedded in the thick head of the club, making it look like a thick mace. If this is the case,
Hitting someone's body, any scratch and pull would bring out a large piece of flesh. Feng Kun used this thing to hit Chen Zisong's body. It seemed that he really wanted to beat Chen Zisong to death!...
The minions who were guarding Chen Zisong, when they saw Feng Kun swinging the stick and smashing it with great force, they were so scared that they were afraid of accidentally hurting themselves, so they all ducked aside in fear, although there were still two people holding Chen Zisong's arms.
Let go, but the strength in your hand is much weaker at this time.
Chen Zisong had been waiting for this moment. He saw the huge stick coming towards him, but it seemed as if he hadn't seen it. He shouted loudly, raised his arms vigorously, and forcibly broke away from the restraints of the two slaves. Then, with red eyes,
He lowered his head and roared, and slammed into Feng Kun.
"Oh no...since you want to die, then I will help you!"
Feng Kun didn't want to torture Chen Zisong for a while, at least he didn't want to kill him with a stick, so the stick he just hit was just on Chen Zisong's shoulder. After Chen Zisong broke free from the restraints, he not only did not dodge to the side.
, instead he lowered his head and rushed forward... Wasn't this deliberately seeking death?
Feng Kun had evil thoughts in his heart, and he would not stop and dodge, so he simply took advantage of the situation and hit Chen Zisong on the head with all his strength.
However, what Feng Kun never expected was that just when the heavy stick in his hand was about to hit Chen Zisong's head, the arm holding the stick suddenly seemed to be hit hard by someone aside.
It was like a push. Although the push was not very strong, you must know that Feng Kun was originally fat and weak, and the stick in his hand was quite heavy. After swinging it, he felt a little dizzy. Now he was hit by this force.
With an external push, he immediately lost control of his hand. As a result, he heard a "swipe" sound, and the stick flew out diagonally halfway through the swing, hitting one of Feng Kun's slaves hard on the face.
The hit made the guy scream, turned over and fell down, and made no sound.
"Ah... there's a ghost!"
Feng Kun just saw that there was no one else around him, but for some reason he was pushed by a force on his arm. He couldn't help but exclaimed in shock.
It didn't matter that he was stunned for a moment, but then he felt his eyes go dark. Chen Zisong had lowered his head and hit him with all his strength. This headbutt hit Feng Kun's fat face, which was so strong that it didn't hurt.
Friendly. There was only a crisp "click" sound, and the sound of a broken nose bone was clearly audible. At the same time, Feng Kun's scream like a slaughtering pig also resounded throughout the entire valley.