Chapter 17: The Great Rebellion
"Three, play. "www.biquge.info Mu Yi's voice echoed in the martial arts arena, and it was the No. 3 note in Xiaochen's hand.
There was already a decision in his heart, Xiaochen did not hesitate, strode towards Mu Yi, without looking at his opponent, put down the note in his hand and walked to the side of the martial arts arena to stand up.
Coincidentally, the other boy happened to be the one who ridiculed Xiaochen, and at this moment he had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and walked to the opposite side of Xiaochen step by step.
"Let's go." Mu Yi didn't have any expression on his face.
Xiaochen stood in place, motionless, and the young man who was rushing forward saw that Xiaochen had no reaction, his joy was exposed, and he added a little strength under his feet, running faster like this Xiaochen.
Sprint, punch, hit, win. The young man had already calculated how to win, and in his mind, the next thing was to overturn the stupid boy on the other side and join the Rakshasa Sect with honor.
Sideways, punching, almost hitting, the victory is not scored, in Xiaochen's view, the person who rushed in front of him is full of flaws, he has at least five ways to defeat the enemy, sideways flashed the opponent's sprint straight punch, punched the face, stopped an inch in front of the opponent's face, although the action is not fast and cannot be recognized, but it is also smooth, in one go.
"Huh?" All this was seen by Mu Yi on the side, with his experience, he could naturally see that Xiaochen's set of actions, although there was still something lacking, it was only a lack of practice time, but it was a real kung fu to kill the enemy, how did he not know, that punch, I was afraid that the young man would at least lose a tooth.
The young man who fought against Xiaochen didn't think so much, he only felt that Xiaochen was lucky to dodge his fist, but he didn't react to fight back, the fist didn't have time to hit his face, and he immediately took a few steps back, the saddest thing about people is that many times, they can't see themselves clearly.
As soon as the young man retreated, Xiaochen stepped forward and punched again, stopping in the same position, the young man retreated, Xiaochen chased again, but the fist never hit him in the face.
One advance and one retreat, a moment came to the edge of the martial arts arena, as long as it was out of range, the same was a loss, the young man chased Xiaochen several times, where did he not understand that the other party deliberately did not fight, but at this moment he did not thank Xiaochen for not making a move to hurt him, but looked at Xiaochen resentfully, he thought that Xiaochen was going to force him to defeat without a fight.
Seeing that as long as this young man retreated again, he would lose, and he would lose his qualification to join the Rakshasa Sect at that time, the young man closed his eyes and did not retreat again.
"Fang Zhizhuan won." Mu Yi shook his head, and the voice came again.
The young man who was fighting against Xiaochen suddenly opened his eyes when he heard it, there was no shadow of Xiaochen on the field, he turned his head to look around, saw the surprise in the eyes of everyone present, and also saw Xiaochen's back behind him.
Mu Hanshuang stomped his feet and chased after him, and sure enough, he was surprised again, but he was still not happy.
"What are you doing here?" Xiaochen just left slowly, and Mu Hanshuang easily caught up with him.
"I don't want to." Xiaochen stopped, but didn't look back.
"But that's the rule, and since it's a rule, you have to follow it." Mu Hanshuang said calmly.
Xiaochen slowly turned his head and smiled evilly, "That's your rule, not mine." β
"This is the rule of the Rakshasa Sect, the rule of the Rakshasa Sect, that is, the rules of the Sand Elephant King, do you understand?" Mu Hanshuang also smiled, and in that smile, there was some pride, but it quickly turned into helplessness.
"It's someone else's rule, but it's not mine!" Xiaochen still didn't change his words.
Great rebellion!
The people of the market dare not take the rules of their own king to heart, and openly want to act according to their own rules.
Even Mu Hanshuang was stunned at the moment, he knew that Xiaochen was bold, but he didn't expect to be so bold.
"Rules are just a tool for people to limit people, if you don't obey, so what?" Xiaochen continued.
"Die, you will die!" Mu Hanshuang told Xiaochen solemnly, "You can't talk nonsense about what you said just now in the future, otherwise it will definitely end badly." β
"Death, so what?" Xiaochen asked rhetorically.
Mu Hanshuang was stunned, dead, what else can he do if he dies? "When you're dead, there's nothing."
"It's better to die than to live under the shackles!" I don't know if it's naΓ―ve or idiot, Xiaochen can say such nonsense, and this remark set off in Mu Han's mind, and there was an uproar.
Since you aspire to become an immortal, if you want to be as chic as an immortal, how can you be restricted by the rules of the mortal world?
If the gods also have such rules, then what?
Then I'm more chic than a fairy!
Xiaochen felt pride in his heart, did not stay any longer, and walked towards the small courtyard of the steward, along the way, he did not regret it, he did not feel pity, no matter how powerful the Rakshasa Sect was, he could not let him change himself.
The old iron head sat under the vine, but autumn had come, and the leaves on the vine had fallen a little, and it looked a little withered.
"Come back so early, don't say you've failed." The old iron head put down the teacup in his hand and stood up with his hands behind his back.
Xiaochen sighed, "I didn't lose, I came back before I finished fighting, I don't want to join in this way." β
"Rules? Hahaha...... Sure enough, there is a temper. No one knew why the old iron head was laughing, but in this smile, Xiaochen saw a faint desolation.
Xiaochen's experience today was a little touching, and he didn't say anything more, he returned to the room by himself, and he didn't vomit or look at the cyan stone beads, so he sat in a daze, and his mind was a little confused.
The door of Xiaochen's house was opened from the outside, and Xiaochen looked up and saw that it was Mu Hanshuang, "Starting tomorrow, you don't have to go to the martial arts arena." β
"I've guessed it." Xiaochen's expression didn't change much, in fact, he was already thinking about leaving here and continuing his journey west to find immortals.
"You only guessed the beginning, but you couldn't guess the end." Mu Hanshuang said proudly.
Xiaochen was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's the ending?" β
"At the beginning, you deserved to be disqualified, but in the end, Miss Ben personally taught you to get started." Mu Hanshuang paced back and forth in Xiaochen's small hut.
"Doesn't these meanings mean that you are not qualified? How? Xiaochen really didn't understand, "Oh, you were impressed by the charm of the master and specially taught me, didn't you?" β
"Smack." Mu Hanshuang slapped Xiaochen on the back of the head, and at that moment just now, she even wanted to use her internal force and slap him to death with one palm.
"My dad made me do this, and I don't know if you're my lost brother, I've never seen him so concerned about any little kid before." Mu Hanshuang sat on Xiaochen's bed, looking like a big sister.
"Even if it is, it's your long-lost uncle." Xiaochen also wondered, why is the other party a general, but he will take care of himself a poor bun with no background, no, the background is still a little, and the second generation of officials are buddies, but what is that?
"No, this is a secret, you can't show it to outsiders, otherwise your life will be in danger, let's see for yourself first, if there is anything I don't understand, I will teach you from tomorrow, it's not early, I'll leave first." Mu Hanshuang threw out a booklet from his sleeve, and there was not a word on the book cover.
After speaking, Mu Hanshuang left Xiaochen's room, Xiaochen only heard her say hello to Lao Tietou, and then the courtyard was quiet.
Xiaochen had nothing to do, so he picked up the booklet left by Mu Hanshuang and flipped through it, most of the names and locations of the meridians of the human body were recorded on it, and he knew the last few pages, so he introduced how to cultivate internal strength, internal force was stored in the dantian, etc., Xiaochen tried it according to the above method, but there was no reaction.
"Maybe I'm the reincarnation of an immortal, and I'm born with hundreds of years of skill, try this." Xiaochen naturally knew that he was an ordinary good boy, and he didn't have any immortal skills in his body, so he decided to try a way to mobilize internal force just because he was curious and wanted to prove his conjecture.
With that, Xiaochen closed his eyes, sat on the bed, and began to try to mobilize his internal force.