Chapter 19: Fighting between rivers and lakes ("")
"Senior Brother Han, you really don't know what's going on outside the window. You don't know about such a big thing? Even if it's in seclusion, your master should have mentioned it to you." Xiao Baanpan's tone seemed to be suspicious again.
Han Li listened without saying a word, quickly took out a waist badge from his body, stretched out his hand and handed it to the abacus.
"Senior Brother Han, what are you doing? How can I still not trust you? I felt very kind-hearted as soon as I saw you. I must have met you before, haha!" He glanced at the badge quickly from the corner of his eye and saw that it was true.
Yes, I was busy laughing with him.
"Can you tell me now?" Han Li was still concerned about the question he just raised.
"Of course, of course."
"Oops, I'm afraid I've offended the guy in front of me." Xiao Baanpan muttered in his heart, but he shook everything out of his mouth.
It turns out that in the past few years, the conflict between the Qixuanmen and the Wild Wolf Gang has become more intense. The two sides have fought more than a dozen battles of various sizes over a few wealthy towns that they cannot clearly identify, and both have lost a lot of manpower. Because of the Wild Wolf Gang
The gang members are all trained using the same method as horse thieves. They fight one by one without risking their lives, and become even more crazy when they see blood. Although the disciples of Qixuanmen are higher in martial arts, they don't have that ferocity and are fighting hard.
The latter was often the one with more casualties on both sides. After several battles, several big figures from the Qixuan Sect could no longer sit still and sent out most of the inner disciples of the sect.
To participate in the next series of battles between the two sides, on the one hand, these territories must not be lost, and on the other hand, the disciples can also see the cruelty of the world, hone themselves, and gain practical combat experience.
As a result, the Qixuan Sect gained the upper hand again in some subsequent fights, but the inner sect disciples suffered too many casualties, and many older brothers never came back after going out. Speaking of which, the abacus is too small.
Sighing endlessly.
Later, several sect leaders changed their strategy and asked the inner sect disciples to perform some less important tasks first and go to other places to gain some experience. After gaining some experience in the world, they would then participate in the battle with the Wild Wolf Gang.
, As a result, the casualties were reduced a lot. Therefore, this strategy was officially incorporated into the sect rules in the past two years, requiring all disciples to go down the mountain to practice before returning, and then be granted actual positions within the sect.
In this way, almost all the older brothers on the mountain were sent down the mountain. Now they are either fighting with the Wild Wolf Gang or going to participate in training. Apart from the necessary disciples guarding the mountain, there are only these young disciples who have not yet left the mountain.
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After hearing this, Han Li suddenly realized the reason why the mountain was different from before.
"Dang!" There was a loud noise, and a soft sword flew into the air.
Zhao Ziling pressed his left hand on the injured tiger's mouth with his right hand. His face turned pale and he took a few steps back, breathing heavily.
Just now, he was unable to dodge under the rapid and fierce sword strikes of Senior Brother Li, and was forced to use the soft sword in his hand to parry. As a result, the huge force from the sword knocked the weapon away from his hand.
"Senior Brother Li, you are indeed amazing. I am willing to show you the inferiority." Zhao Ziling smiled reluctantly and gave a salute.
There were bursts of cheers all around.
"Senior Brother Li, what a handsome kung fu!"
"Senior Brother Li, your sword skills are so good!"
"Senior Brother Li, give me some advice!"
Not to be outdone, shouts and shouts directed at their idol resounded throughout the venue.
Senior Brother Li put away the long knife, and there was a faint blush on his face. He was about to say something. Suddenly, his expression changed and he frowned, as if he remembered something.
He punched his fist and said coolly: "I still have some urgent matters to take care of, so I'll take my leave now."
Turning around, he floated out of the field gently, showing off his handsome Qinggong skills, and disappeared into the pine forest next to the cliff.
"Tsk tsk! Senior Brother Li is not only good at swordsmanship, he is also very good at Qinggong."
"that is!"
"that is!"
The sound of praise rang out again.
Han Li frowned. This Senior Brother Li was good at martial arts, but he seemed to like to show off. He was probably a bit young and energetic.
When he looked back and thought about it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't seem to be older than these people, but he always had old-fashioned ideas. It seemed that he was already a little old man. It seemed that he had trained himself to have an old mentality by practicing that set of formulas.
Already.
"Junior brother, I still don't know your name?" Han Li glanced at the little abacus standing aside and suddenly asked his name.
"My name is Jin Dongbao, but Senior Brother Han can just call me Xiaobaanpan." When Xiaobaanpan heard Han Li ask his name, he immediately became excited and seemed to think that he was leaning against the big tree in front of him.
"If you get sick or injured in the future, just come to me and I'll treat you for free." Han Li patted his shoulder, looked at the crowd who were arguing again, and walked into the pine forest next to him without looking back.
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Jin Dongbao, who was left on the spot, was still in a daze for no reason, and for a while he didn't know what he meant.