_Chapter 158: A Contest
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Zhuang Yichen quietly came out of the inn, had already changed into a black night suit, and sneaked all the way through the tiger play.
It was a house on the outskirts of Dingling Mansion.
After entering, Zhuang Yichen jumped casually, and his soul was full of palms, adsorbed on the beams of the house.
The other hand tapped left and right on the beam, and finally realized that one place was hollow.
"Pop!" he reached through the spot and pulled out an oilcloth wrap from inside. After removing the tarpaulin, I saw a house deed, a few silver tickets, and five thick ledgers.
"That's it!" Zhuang Yichen's eyes lit up, and he fell to the ground and looked at it.
This really recorded some of Hou Jizong's evil deeds, the most of which were to abuse women, bully the market, and seize people's property. And it is also attached with the testimonies of many people, drawings, etc., which is very satisfying.
Based on these evidences, it is absolutely enough to sue Hou Jizong.
Then, Zhuang Yichen rested directly in the same place, and after washing up on the second day, he went directly to the Dingling General's Mansion.
Before he went, he took out his official uniform of the fifth grade, and after wearing it, the whole person exuded a bit of official authority.
When he arrived at General Dingling's Mansion and took a sip of tea, Zhuang Yichen heard heavy and hurried footsteps outside, followed by a long laugh: "But Zhuang Shoujie is here!"
A man with a tall figure, still wearing armor, walked in with a bang, and looked at Zhuang Yichen with a pair of tiger eyes.
"The junior has seen General He!" Zhuang Yichen hurriedly went up to salute.
"No need to be polite!" General Dingling smiled slightly and asked him to sit down.
"Brother Yue Feng has already told me that you plan to go to the Tianlong Mountain Range to practice, which is very good!" General Dingling looked at Zhuang Yichen's eyes full of appreciation.
As the head of the Seven Masters of Mayfly, Zhuang Yichen is now a little famous, as long as he follows the steps, the most dazzling people in the younger generation will definitely have a share of him.
But instead of being proud and stagnant, he chose the most dangerous path and was full of self-motivation.
In General Dingling's view, martial arts are in decline, and as a martial artist, you must have such a spirit of continuous struggle.
"I've already done it for you, and the big seal on the Fuzun side has also been stamped!" General Dingling didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out the customs clearance documents.
"Thank you, General!" Zhuang Yichen took the salute, General Dingling is full of elders, he is a bold character, and he is worth befriending.
"Dingling Mansion used to be the Dragon Head Village, and it was the forefront of resisting the demons. The general of Longshouzhai is my friend, and I will repair a book for you to help you get a position and make it easier for you to act!" General Dingling said with a smile again.
Zhuang Yichen thanked him again, and suddenly thought in his heart that although martial arts were not saints, they were not as unbearable as he had previously known.
"By the way, I heard that your martial arts are quite extraordinary, why don't we have a fight!" General Dingling suddenly said with a smile, looking happy to see the hunt.
Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but smile bitterly, you are a strong man at the level of a dignified martial artist, let's fight, a little finger will crush me to death.
"Don't worry, I will suppress my soul qi at the stage of Wu Xiucai, and we will mainly test our martial arts!" General Dingling said with a smile.
"Thank you General for your advice! It's just that your soul energy suppression is still not enough at the stage of Wu Xiucai!" Zhuang Yichen smiled.
"You mean...... General Dingling's expression was awe-inspiring, and his soul qi escaped out, but at this time, he found that he had no way to know Zhuang Yichen's cultivation.
He knew in his heart that it seemed that there was something hidden in this junior, but from Zhuang Yichen's words, he vaguely understood.
"Holy Martial Artist?" he said as he looked at Zhuang Yichen in a deep voice.
"Hmm!" Zhuang Yichen nodded, and General Dingling's expression became extremely serious: "Three Holy Martial Artists, I haven't seen you for a thousand years!
"I know in my heart!" Zhuang Yichen nodded.
"My martial arts are called Wind Thunder Fist, which has its own special features, you have to be careful!" General Dingling smiled slightly, but suddenly his body was like lightning, and he slammed towards Zhuang Yichen with a punch from the middle palace.
Zhuang Yichen's eyes flashed, a bear roar sounded, and the phantom of the giant bear had already appeared in front of him.
"Bang!" General Dingling's Wind and Thunder Fist was not trivial, and he actually defeated the Giant Bear Phantom with one punch.
This is something that Zhuang Yichen has never seen since he made a move with a bear play! Suddenly in his heart, although General Dingling suppressed his soul qi at the stage of martial arts, there was no doubt that he was still at the level of the peak martial arts.
At this time, coupled with the fact that he is a real martial artist in terms of martial arts, his actual combat power is no less than that of ordinary martial artists.
"Okay!" can actually block my punch without any damage, and take my punch again!" General Dingling couldn't help but be overjoyed, and another punch was blasted out.
This punch was even more powerful than before, and the sound of wind and thunder was endless. Zhuang Yichen hurriedly used the Yunjiao body technique to dodge, but he didn't expect General Dingling's punch to follow him like a shadow, and he would not give up until he reached the goal.
"General, I'm offended!" Zhuang Yichen confessed, and the Qiuyuan Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The color of appreciation in General Dingling's eyes was even stronger, Zhuang Yichen did not stick to the dogma of etiquette, and took out the battle blade when he felt that he was invincible, which was the thinking of the battlefield.
With the Qiuyuan sword in his hand, Zhuang Yichen could suddenly feel a sense of arrogance and fighting intent coming from the battle blade.
A move like a real illusion crossed the mysterious trajectory in mid-air, and went straight to General Dingling's throat.
It was actually a lose-lose situation! General Dingling's eyes flashed, and he said hello in his mouth.
The phantom of the fist flickered suddenly, and Xuanzhi locked the trajectory of the Qiuyuan Sword and made a hard move in mid-air.
"Bang!" Zhuang Yichen felt the soul energy in his body churning, and took three steps back in a row, and at this time, General Dingling took advantage of the situation to pounce and punched out again.
Qiu Yuan's sword was horizontal in front of him, looking unremarkable, but it burst out with countless sword lights, and took General Dingling's third punch hard.
This time he only took two steps back, after all, the defense of Daqiao is unparalleled, as long as the soul power is sufficient, there is no martial art that cannot be prevented.
"Okay! Fun! Take my last punch!" General Dingling laughed, and the air around him seemed to freeze with his movements.
Zhuang Yichen knew that his last punch must be earth-shattering, unless he used jade to burn, he couldn't stop it.
The Qiu Yuan Sword was dripping and turning in his hand, and the soul energy around him was violently agitated.
"Overlord Divine Fist!" his fists waved rapidly, all kinds of mysteries flowed through his heart, and a powerful and domineering figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and after a long roar, he swung his fist up.