Chapter 42: Doing It Yourself
"That's right! Ben Hou believes that every man in the world will not sit idly by and watch others rob his woman! In order to protect her own woman, even if she fights to break her head and bleed, she will not hesitate! β
Du Sheng's hands pressed, and the crowd quieted down again.
"Ben Hou and the big leader of Tianlong Village have already made a marriage, but due to the influence of the imperial court and the fact that Ben Hou has not yet reached the age of binding his hair, he did not marry Sister Miao."
"But! This is not a reason for you to rob Benhou's fiancΓ©e! β
Du Sheng's expression was clear, and he said loudly.
"That's a good thing, we've never heard of the news of Tianlong Village marrying the Hou Mansion!"
Miao Tianhu smiled coldly and immediately retorted loudly.
"That's right, who knows if what you say is true or not! We only recognize the rules left by our ancestors! β
A gloomy-looking young man from the Giant Crow Village also immediately stood up and echoed.
"Having said so much, the dignified prince shouldn't be afraid."
"Haha, except for their hard mouths, they are as soft as mud everywhere else."
"Hahahaha"
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Many people laughed at one person's meat words, and some obscene eyes kept sweeping towards Du Sheng's legs.
"Presumptuous!"
Li Mu's face suddenly turned cold, and he pulled out half of his saber with a stab.
At the same time, the Qinglongwei also glared angrily at the guys who were laughing loudly, and grasped the hilt of the knife with an unkind face.
The atmosphere at the scene was stiff, except for the people of Tianlong Village, most of the people from other villages also made a gesture with solemn faces.
"Stand down!"
When the two sides were about to break out, Du Sheng raised his right hand and raised the corners of his lips at the ridicule.
"Humph!"
Li Mu glared fiercely at the few leading guys, and unwillingly put the knife into the sheath.
"Although the nine towns and eighteen villages are in the mountains, they are also under the jurisdiction of Ninghai, and the villages and the town and the Marquis Mansion are naturally the same breath. The rules left by the ancestors, Ben Hou will also abide by them! β
Du Sheng's words were said in the attic, and the faces of the leaders of the villages changed slightly, but they had no way to refute it.
Lingnan is within the county seat of Ninghai, and in essence, everyone here is a child under the rule of the Marquis of Zhenguo. It's just that the villages live in the mountains all the year round, and the people are fierce and disobedient to discipline, and the imperial court can't spare too much energy to educate and manage before.
"Today, Ben Hou is standing in this ring, personally guarding his own woman, and those who want to snatch kisses will come up! But I'm going to say ugly things ahead, and I will never show mercy to those who dare to beat my woman's idea! β
"When you get into the ring, life and death are your destiny, and no one can make a living from it afterwards! Come on! β
Du Sheng's eyes were clear, his back was as straight as a dragon, and his right hand was slowly stretched out, facing the nine towns and eighteen villages with the strength of one person.
He also made this decision last night after careful consideration. After today's battle, no matter whether he wins or loses, his name will surely resound throughout the nine towns and eighteen villages.
The best way to subdue these unruly guys is to defeat them first and subdue them!
Otherwise, even if they are full of wisdom, it will be difficult for them to truly return to their hearts.
"Brother Sheng!"
Jiang Miao's eyes were red and she bit her lower lip tightly, her heart instantly tightened, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at him affectionately without blinking, eager to rush over and fight side by side with him immediately.
"Master Hou, you must win."
Jiang Lie also looked at Du Sheng worriedly, and he didn't have any bottom in his heart.
In fact, not only him, Li Mu and Phantom Wolf and others were also unsure, after Du Sheng made this decision, they unanimously persuaded each other, but in the end they still did not resist him.
"Good! Let me come first and receive the teachings. β
There was silence for a moment, and a young man with an ordinary appearance and hands and feet larger than ordinary people shouted loudly and took the lead in standing up.
Du Sheng smiled faintly and hooked his hand at him wordlessly.
The latter exhaled, pulled his legs and ran a few steps towards the ring, and when he approached the edge of the ring, he climbed on his feet with force, and the whole person landed firmly on the ring like an orangutan.
"Good!"
As soon as Temu stepped into the ring, he provoked loud applause from the audience.
Du Sheng raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and slowly took a few steps back, pulling some distance from him.
"Report the name of you and your village, and Benhou will not fight the unknown under his fist."
Du Sheng slowly rolled up his sleeves and raised his chin slightly.
"Pretend! Prick up your ears and listen, my name is Tiemu, from Shenmu Village! β
Tiemu clenched his fists, and there was a series of crisp sounds like fried beans all over his body.
"Tiemu is recognized as the number one master in Shenmu Village, do you think this little marquis can hold up a few moves under his hands?"
Miao Tianhu looked at Tu Peony and the others with a sly smile.
"Young Master Ben thinks that this little marquis is not like an embroidered pillow, and he should be between him and Tiemu."
Tu Peony's beautiful eyes turned, and there was a look of expectation in her eyes.
Duan Wolf looked at the two people on the stage seriously, and said affirmatively: "It's not ten moves!" β
"Hehe, look at his thin arms and legs, let alone ten moves, it's good to be able to survive five moves."
Miao Tianhu bared his teeth disdainfully and nodded in agreement.
"I'm talking about Tiemu can't hold ten moves in the hands of the little marquis!"
Duan Wolf glanced at him with an idiot expression before continuing leisurely.
The expression on Miao Tianhu's face froze, and he really wanted to punch him in the face.
Although Tiemu is nothing in the eyes of Miao Tianhu and the Lingnan Seven Heroes, he is also a little famous among the younger generation of Jiuxiang and Eighteen Villages, and he is still much stronger than ordinary people.
Du Sheng didn't care about the lively discussion and speculation in the audience, but gently hooked his finger at Tiemu again with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Look for death!"
Twice in a row, he was despised in front of so many people, Temu stared at his eyes and gritted his teeth, and rushed over with a fist bigger than the sea bowl.
Looking at the opponent who rushed towards him like an angry wild boar, Du Sheng simply raised his left foot and moved half a step to the side, and his face did not change in the slightest as he watched the extremely powerful fist getting closer and closer to him.
"Wouldn't it be too big!"
Duan Wolf's brows furrowed slightly, although he felt that this little marquis should have some real skills, but in his eyes, Du Sheng's move was undoubtedly a little underestimated.
"Shoot him!"
Miao Tianhu stared at Tiemu's fist without blinking, and said secretly in his heart.
It's close.
It's closer!
Everyone in the arena subconsciously kept quiet, staring at the two people in the ring with wide eyes.
"Get down!"
At the moment when he was about to get closer, Tiemu's legs suddenly exerted force, and the whole person jumped up in the air and smashed towards Du Sheng's door with a punch with the momentum of Mount Tai.
This guy was also aroused by his contempt for hooking his fingers twice in a row, and he used all his strength as soon as he made his move, and he didn't mean to keep his hand.