Lin An Trace Chapter 35 Splitting Wood

In front of Hongyun Building, most of the people who were blocked were poor and rotten Confucians, or some reckless men in the rivers and lakes, where could they afford so much money.

As for the wealthy dignitaries, they had already paid the silver and entered the building through the side door.

"Hey? Why? I want to smash my mother's field! โ€

In the face of everyone's verbal criticism, she was not afraid at all, "I don't ask what kind of place this is!" โ€

Immediately, more than a dozen tall thugs ran out of the building, separating everyone.

When the people who were scolding just now saw this, they all stopped talking one by one.

"Hehaha, if you can get the hydrangea of the girl in my building, you can come in directly, but this hydrangea is not so easy to take, and..."

"Hey, isn't that this?"

"Well, that's it..." The old bustard glanced at it inadvertently, and then said, "You can still be with this girl..."

"Huh? How could you have it? โ€

The inconspicuous black boy was standing on the carriage with a smile on his face, holding the open brocade box, revealing the hydrangea inside.

At this moment, Tang Xuanxuan and Shui Ruyi covered their faces with folding fans, pretending not to know him, which is too embarrassing...

And Ruan Xiaowu stood aside, and the brocade box in his arms didn't know when it was taken away by the lord.

......

In the middle of the crowd, somewhere.

"Senior brother, are you sure? He's the Black Man? โ€

Lin Shiyu, who was dressed as a man, looked at the young man in black, and finally remembered that he had seen him at the "Tongxin Inn" in Qixingguan Town.

It's just that even Senior Brother Zhou Tong didn't recognize this person at that time.

When they met again this time, in addition to exclaiming that their strength was progressing rapidly, they couldn't help but sigh that this person's skin was getting thicker and thicker.

Feeling the envious gazes around him, Shen Xingliu closed the brocade box with a smile, and everyone still wanted to see it clearly, but it was difficult to see it a second time.

"Hehe, it's not mine, it's my little fifth son."

After speaking, he threw the brocade box to Ruan Xiaowu, who hurriedly caught the box and stepped forward with an embarrassed face.

"In that case, then come in, but you are not allowed to come in,"

The old bustard couldn't understand why these people had hydrangeas, but the words had been released, and if she didn't comply, she wouldn't want to gain a foothold in Lin'an in the future.

Ruan Xiaowu also wanted to argue: "But, but..."

"Little Wuzi, you go in first and wait for me, I'll come later!"

When he was still struggling, whether to enter or not, some people around him began to coax:

"Hey, can't you get in?"

"If you don't enter, I'll do it for you!"

There are already some recklessness who can't answer the riddles and can't afford the money, and they are ready to move.

"Humph! Who dares to touch my brother! โ€

Shen Xingliu snorted coldly, flew off the carriage, and the breath in his body was suddenly released, shaking the few people who wanted to get close to Ruan Xiaowu into bright red, and took a few steps back.

Even those who were not targeted, after feeling this momentum, their skin was like a pinprick and a hot pain.

"It's such a strong breath, it's already the pinnacle of the sixth grade?" Zhou Tong's pupils shrank, recalling the scene of the first chance encounter before, but it was only a few months.

Tan Xiang and Situ Yan also frowned, and their hearts were extremely shocked, such a strong talent, among the people they knew, I am afraid that only the senior brother can compare with it.

"Thank you, lord, so the little five sons will go in first." Ruan Xiaowu bowed deeply to Shen Xingliu, but he was gently supported by him.

"Go ahead!"

Shen Xingliu smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder, and then Xiao Wuzi entered the building under the leadership of his man.

After Xiao Wuzi left, everyone reacted, this person looks so young, and his internal strength is so high, even one of his family members can be so valued by the woman in the building.

So, who is he?

After everyone whispered, Shen Xingliu's identity gradually surfaced...

"What? He's actually a black man? โ€

"That's right, look at the knife on his waist!"

"Damn, Lao Tzu finally saw it alive!"

"Black man, what do you want to do when you come here today?"

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Everyone, you said a word, the old bustard hurriedly got off the high platform, and made a gesture again and again, "Hey, Shen Daxia is here, it's because we are not well entertained, please come in quickly." โ€

Shen Xingliu shook his head, "Hey, that's not it, let's do things according to the rules." โ€

The old bustard looked left and right, covered his mouth with a fan, and whispered: "Actually, that one has already made arrangements, you have a lot of adults, don't make it difficult for us..."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them heard a big man who had just been shaken back, and sneered: "I didn't expect Hongyunlou to be a good person who sees people ordering dishes." โ€

"Brothers, let's go, don't enter this kind of place!"

When the old bustard heard this, he was not happy, frowned, drank the departing man, and said:

"Don't say we won't give you a chance, there are twenty feet of black iron wood here, as long as you can split it, you will be the VIP of my building!"

Immediately, three or four thugs took out a pile of cylindrical black ironwood from the building and stacked them in front of the door, which was the thickness of an adult's thigh.

"Hmph, split and split, I'll come first!" The big man snorted coldly, took one out of the wooden pile, raised the big knife, and just wanted to chop it.

The old bustard squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't split it with a knife, I would be a thug for Hongyunlou for a year!" The two knives can't be split, just two years, superimposed in turn...

"Hmph, add it, look at me!"

The big man didn't believe how hard a piece of wood could be, and he immediately cut it off with a knife.

"Bell... How...

When the gold and wood collided, the black iron wood did not solve as expected, but made an unreal collision sound.

"How, how is it possible!"

The big knife kept vibrating in his hand, making a buzzing and trembling sound, and the big man's tiger mouth was numb, so he barely held the knife.

Looking closely, the black ironwood was not hurt at all, but the blade was knocked open with a crack.

"I'll go, it's hard wood."

"How do you split this?"

"Do you think the Black Man can split?"

"I think it's a little hanging..."

The old bustard craned his neck, as if he had won, "Why, it's been a year now!" โ€

The big man in front of him hesitated, let him be a thug for Qinglou, it was better to let him die, "Hmph, I don't believe that this damn wood can't be split!" โ€

As he spoke, he raised his knife with both hands and slashed three times angrily.

The last knife fell, but it cut a slight gap in the wood, but the blade was completely scrapped.

"Oh, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

The old bustard didn't look at him, and waved his hand: "Pull it down!" โ€

Immediately, two thugs stepped forward to grab each other, "Fat woman! How dare you trick me, how can such a hard wood be split! โ€

"Alas, it's not your fault that you're not good at learning," Shen Xingliu stepped forward slowly, shook his head and said, "But it's your fault to come out and show off." โ€

"Get out of the way, I'll come!"

The old bustard was also a little worried, if Shen Xingliu couldn't split it, it would be difficult, and he just wanted to take a few steps forward to persuade him, but he was stopped by the other party.

"Hmph, it seems that the Black Man wants to do it himself? Don't say I didn't warn you..." The big man got up from the ground, patted the dust on his clothes, and said with a cruel smile:

"If you can split it, I'll cut it... Eat..."

I heard a snort, and the black ironwood opened in response.

Shen Xingliu stretched out two fingers, used his internal force slightly, and drew it with his sword fingers, and the black ironwood standing on the ground suddenly exploded, dividing into eighths of wooden strips.

"How? Which piece do you want? Shen Xingliu smiled slightly, not wasting his strength at all.

Everyone swallowed their saliva one after another, and even the big man was speechless, so he had to clench his fists and say, "I, I obeyed..."

Few people in the field could see the movement clearly, and in the eyes of most of them, it was as if the wood had cracked on its own, so they asked:

"How, how can this be!"

But Tan Xiang and the others can understand the mystery a little.

From this point of view, the black man really deserves his reputation, and it is really incredible that he can condense the sword with his fingertips.

"But with your strength, it's not difficult to do it, but..." Dahan's face was very entangled, and he wanted to argue a few words.

......

"I'll try it too!"

At this time, a man in Tsing Yi raised his hand and walked out slowly, followed by three handsome young men, who stepped forward and bowed:

"In the next week, I've seen the Black Man."

Zhou Tong led the three of them and bowed their hands together.

"Oh, under Shen Xingliu," Shen Xingliu was stunned, and returned the salute one by one.

After receiving Shui Sinian's voice reminder, he knew Zhou Tong's identity, and also remembered where he had seen these people, "It turned out to be you?" โ€

Zhou Tong scratched his head and smiled, "Heixia has a good memory, I didn't expect to meet here again today after saying goodbye to Tongxin Inn." โ€

"Hahaha, Brother Zhou, please!"

Shen Xingliu stepped aside and stretched out his hand to ask, just as he also wanted to see the tricks of the person in front of him.

And Zhou Tong was not polite at all, so he nodded, and after taking a few steps forward, he opened his hand and made a move, and under the traction of the internal force, a black iron wood flew upside down on the wooden pile.

Although there was a three-foot long sword at his waist, he couldn't see it out of the sheath, and with a finger of his backhand, under the explosion of sword qi, just like the former, the black ironwood instantly broke into eight equal parts.

"Hulalala..."

The black ironwood fell, stacked neatly together.

"Wow, that's amazing, another one who splits wood with his fingers!"

"Who is this person? Zhou Tong? I've never heard of it..."

If some of these people are from the land of Bashu, they may be able to know the name of the Bolang Sword of Mount Emei, but unfortunately this is Jiangnan.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Shen Xingliu clapped his palms, praised him, and praised: "I don't know if the three or three little brothers, maybe give it a try?" โ€

"Iโ€”I'm still..."

Lin Shiyu's face turned red, and she wanted to refuse, but Tan Xiang and Situ Yan snatched the conversation, "Although I am not as good as my senior brother, I can also give it a try!" โ€

In fact, when they were in Mount Emei, in order to practice swords, the three of them didn't know how many puppets made of black iron and wood were broken, which made the master and his old man feel distressed.

I saw that the three of them formed a triangle, Tan Xiang threw the black ironwood in his hand into the air, and the three swords were unsheathed at the same time and drawn out separately.

One is divided into two, and two is divided into four.

This last sword, and the most difficult sword, was swung by the youngest Lin Shiyu, and as soon as she held the sword, the momentum on her body completely changed.

Even his expression was a little more serious, forming a strong inverse with the previous appearance of cowering.

"Hey-ha!"

With a shout, the black iron wood was divided into eight equal parts, but she obviously only had one sword.

The three of them gently turned their waists, and their footsteps switched places, such a delicate cooperation was actually a small formation composed of three people.

For some reason, he always felt that this array seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg of a large array.

And the youngest woman, the second sword she swung, even she could only see a faint shadow.

Gu Feixue, Gu Feixue, what kind of people have you provoked!