Money is the fairest thing in the world and the dirtiest thing in the world.
Money can turn people from good to evil, and it can also make people take risks.
Two thousand taels of silver is nothing to the rich, but for most people, two thousand taels is enough to pay for their lives.
When those words were shouted out, countless Jianghu grassroots rushed towards Zhang Qingyuan with red eyes.
There were more than fifty people present. These fifty people were like hungry wolves on the grassland, finding long-lost prey in the snowstorm.
Zhang Qingyuan did not draw his sword. He seemed to be out of tune with the world. No matter how many people attacked him, he still stood still.
He even put down the sword he originally raised, opened his arms slightly, and made a hand gesture that no one could understand. His hands moved forward and back, sliding slowly, and the air was rippled by the palms of his hands.
The breeze danced around him, and everything in the world seemed to move with the movement of his arms.
At this moment, he was like an immortal transcending this world, like the Tao that distributes all things in the world.
His eyes were slightly closed, and his movements were smooth but slow.
Squat on horseback,
The palms are clear,
Like wind and things,
As transcendent as dust.
Everyone who jumped at him couldn't understand what he was going to do.
So slowly,
Is he still performing at this time?
Has he given up resistance?
However, no matter whether he gives up resistance or not, this group of Rong people will definitely not show mercy.
I closed my eyes and was waiting for death.
Whoever kills him first will get it.
It was as if Zhang Qingyuan was already a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
Everyone rushed forward like crazy, hating their parents for missing two legs.
If I had known that two thousand taels of silver were so easy to obtain, I wouldn't have waited for others to come.
The person closest to Zhang Qingyuan is Zhu Xiaoliang, who studied swordsmanship at Yan Daomen for five years.
Although the Yan Dao Sect cannot compare with those high-end sects in the arena, the Yan Zi Dao Sect can still be mastered and should not be underestimated.
Perhaps because of his outstanding talent, within five years, he had mastered the Yanzi Sword Technique of the Yan Dao Sect to such perfection that even his master was no match for him.
Yanzi's sword technique is famous for its lightness, and when paired with a sharp knife, its power is greatly increased.
A year ago, the leader of the Green Snake Gang, a second-rate master who was well-known in the world, was stabbed across the neck by him before he could even hold on to his ten moves.
At the beginning of this year, Zhu Xiaoliang bought another Qing Gong secret book from the Wulin League. With the Yanzi knife technique, his speed increased again and he was invincible.
Zhu Xiaoliang firmly believed that if he allowed himself to practice for a few more years, it would be possible to become the best in the world.
Among those present, his sword is the fastest and his Qinggong is also the fastest.
So he was the first to rush to Zhang Qingyuan and wiped his neck with the swallow knife in his hand.
Seeing that Zhang Qingyuan remained motionless, he seemed to have seen the blood splattering after the swallow knife slashed his carotid artery.
He was excited,
He jumped for joy,
He wanted to cheer.
But just when the sharp blade with white cold light was about to kill.
But Zhang Qingyuan took a step laterally, seemingly slowly, but he miraculously avoided this extremely fast knife.
Before he could react, he felt a pain in his stomach and was flying upside down.
It turned out that just after Zhang Qingyuan dodged the knife, he then struck out with a palm, and a white palm force hit him from a distance of one foot.
After beating Zhu Xiaoliang away, four people attacked him from different directions and angles.
But Zhang Qingyuan just took a step, got close to the person in front of him, took his arm with his left hand, and followed his strength, and the other three were repelled by his attack and the use of a knife to kill.
Another elbow strike and the man collapsed and started wailing.
The couple, who were very persuaded and withdrew from the fighting circle, felt incredible when they saw this sudden punch.
How could there be such martial arts in the world?
How did he learn such a boxing technique?
It seems slow, but it's actually very fast.
It looks soft, but is very hard.
Some people couldn't hold on and died under the punch.
Some people died in frustration because they were beaten to death by Zhang Qingyuan with the help of his companions' moves.
It's just that the injured people are very lucky. Although they are lying on the ground, they are still gasping for air.
“At the beginning of movement and stillness, the mother of yin and yang, yin is not separated from yang, yang is not separated from yin, hardness is mixed with softness, softness overcomes hardness, hardness and softness are combined...
I can't bear to do too much evil. This is the boxing technique I created in the Taiyin Palace for three months, Tai Chi! "
A long and lingering voice reached the ears of everyone present.
"The mystery of this boxing technique is that it strikes from behind, uses softness to overcome hardness, and uses force to strike. There is no move or style. It only focuses on its shape, not its moves.
This boxing technique appeared for the first time in this world,
Today, I will practice boxing with you. Life or death depends on your whim. "
In Tai Chi, emphasis is placed on form and knowing its meaning, not on moves.
Zhang Qingyuan still closed his eyes slightly, and all his perceptions came from the flow of air and the feeling of exuding true energy.
Each person only makes one move, and each person only punches once.
Regardless of any martial arts, it must be tempered through actual combat.
And today, with so many people present, it is indeed a good opportunity to hone your boxing skills.
When everyone heard his words, they were all shocked by this boxing technique.
Create your own martial arts, seemingly simple but extremely shocking.
This Taoist priest...
But there are some people who don’t believe in evil.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. His eyes are closed and he has no weapons. Let's keep going!"
This sentence once again aroused the nerves of the people who were still standing, and they waved their swords again, including some masters.
But whether he is a master or a fool, it is the same to Zhang Qingyuan.
Each person only strikes once, without any deflection.
Regardless of whether they were considered masters or those who were reckless, they were knocked down by this punch and were no longer able to move.
The hem of his Taoist robe fluttered along with his movements, and he was like an elegant scholar strolling through the garden, shuttling among the flowers.
An understatement,
The body skills are floating.
singing praises,
writing,
Admiring.
Just like that poem: passing through thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches me.
His punches are sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes hard, sometimes gentle.
Like dominoes, no one can stand up again wherever they pass.
When he opened his eyes, everyone around him was lying on the ground.
There weren't many corpses, just seven or eight.
Some died because their bodies were too fragile to hold him in a circle.
There were also some unlucky ones who were killed by Zhang Qingyuan by borrowing the swords of their companions.
Raise your hands, close the pose, and spread your strength.
Turning around to look at the couple, they were already impressed by Zhang Qingyuan's performance.
He said: "I'm right, if you give up this business, your children will be born safely."
"Qing, that's what Taoist Master Qingyuan said."
"Want money?"
"No, no, no, we don't dare." They both shook their heads at the same time.
Zhang Qingyuan smiled, walked to the corpses, rummaged through them, and found more than five taels of silver in total.
So poor.
Helpless, he returned to the tree, took out a bunch of fifty-five taels of Yuanbao from his bag and said, "Here are fifty-five taels. Help me dispose of the body. Thank you."
After throwing the ingot, the couple received it in their hands, which was a bit incredible.
Zhang Qingyuan looked at the others again. They were just temporarily unable to move. After half an hour, they became heroes again.
Zhang Qingyuan said to them calmly: "When you go back, tell the others that those who are not strong enough should not come to die."
After saying that, he packed his baggage, took Bora in hand, and walked away along the stars.
Only a bunch of grass was left lying on the ground, wailing and messy.
