In the ring, Han Tian and Ram Leyou fought dozens of rounds in just under thirty seconds. Han Tian felt that he had adapted to his opponent's moves and could end this tedious battle.

"I've got a rough idea that this boring battle can be over."

Han Tian said, took out the Yin and Yang Double-edged Sword from his backpack, and finally drew the sword. As soon as the Yin and Yang Double-edged Sword came out, Han Tian's momentum instantly became extraordinary, and Ram Leyou now understood that Han Tian was no longer an opponent he could defeat.

Before Han Tian unleashed the Yin and Yang Dual-Bladed Sword, Ram Leyou might still have a glimmer of hope that he could find Han Tian's flaws to fight back, but at this moment he had completely lost hope of defeating his opponent.

Han Tian used a small area of the Monument Sword Technique, which was an extremely offensive martial art, and if he used it with all his might, there would be no room in the ring to dodge. In order to give the Ram Leyou a face, Han Tian decided to leave some leeway.

Ram Leyou watched as Han Tian displayed his powerful attack technique, and he happened to be at the center of Han Tian's attack. He didn't dare to resist Han Tian's move, but he was unwilling to jump out of the ring and admit defeat, at this moment, Ram Leyou was in a dilemma.

Whether to save face or resist Han Tian's attack, Ram Leyou fell into deep thought for a while. Eventually, the fight ended with Ram Leyou taking the initiative to jump out of the ring.

"Damn." The ram gritted his teeth, and this result naturally made him resentful in his heart. He didn't let Han Tian defeat him, but took the initiative to leave the ring, but despite this, everyone kept speculating.

"Senior Brother Ram actually lost? He was actually defeated by an outer court disciple? How is this possible, Senior Brother Ram actually lost to an outer court disciple? ”

"This guy can actually fight with Senior Brother Ram. Although this is just a competition and cannot be accurately judged, Senior Brother Ram is indeed slightly inferior. ”

"This guy's attack, defense, and even body skills are very strong, and there are almost no obvious shortcomings. It seems that there will definitely be his name in the top 100 of the inner courtyard disciple rankings. ”

Everyone witnessed Han Tian defeat Ram Leyou, and they were all shocked in their hearts, the strength of Ram Leyou was obvious to all, but Han Tian's combat power was beyond their expectations.

"Senior Brother Ram, I have conceded."

Now that the strength is enough, it's time to solve the problem that needs to be solved.

In the next ten days, Han Tian's life began to become two points and one line.

Martial arts hall and teahouse.

Except for the time to eat, Han Tian stayed in the teahouse almost all day.

"Guest officer, the melon seeds and hot tea you ordered are here."

The shopkeeper has become accustomed to Han Tian's existence, he comes to the teahouse every morning and leaves at night, and he sits all day.

Han Tian ordered a plate of peanuts, then held a book in his hand, and lightly touched the tea on the table, as if he was imitating something.

The shopkeeper has known Han Tian for ten days.

Facing the curious gaze of the shopkeeper, Han Tian didn't care, his eyes kept falling on the book, concentrating on learning the words of this world.

The writing of Daqian is somewhat similar to that of the Tang Dynasty, but it is different.

The original body was not educated in books, so he was basically illiterate.

So Han Tian took advantage of this time to go to the bookstore to find a few books on teaching words, and studied silently by himself.

With the knowledge reserve of his previous life, Han Tian had already learned the words of Daqian.

At the same time, he studied while observing the other side's every move.

There, it was the gang stronghold of the Suchong Society.

Su Chonghui had obviously learned about his killing of Qiu Feichen, and a few days ago, they sent someone to arrest Han Tian.

It's a pity that Han Tian had already left Pingshi Street at that time, and they could only return empty-handed in the end.

At first, Han Tian was worried that the people from the Su Chonghui would report to the officials to deal with it, but now it seems that he has thought too much.

Su Chonghui didn't care about Qiu Feichen's life and death at all.

According to the observations made during this time, there are only three true core members of the Society.

The gang leader Sun Binbing, and his two right-hand men.

The others are basically recruited younger brothers, similar to scoundrels like Qiu Feichen.

Their lives are not important in the eyes of the Worship Society.

After all, there is a dead Qiu Feichen, as well as Zhang Feichen and Liu Feichen......

With the absence of Qiu Feichen and the others, in less than two days, Su Chonghui had already found a replacement.

Moreover, even if Su Chong would care about Qiu Feichen and the others, he was afraid that he would not have time to avenge them.

There are many gangs in Hundred Stone City, especially in the slums, where there is a gang almost every few streets. As a result, gangs rise and die every few days.

After observing for ten days, Han Tian found that the Su Chonghui clashed with other gangs almost every seven days.

Every day, the eldest grandson, Binbing, and the brothers of the Su Chonghui are fighting for territory or fighting on the way to fight for territory. If it weren't for the fact that the eldest grandson Binbing had some skills, I am afraid that he would not even have a chance to take revenge, and the Su Chonghui would be completely wiped out by the other gangs.

Gradually, the sky darkened.

The shopkeeper walked upstairs and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Han Tian who was still in place, and his expression was stunned. Normally, at this time, Han Tian would have left the teahouse and gone back, but today there has been a change.

The shopkeeper didn't say much, and after staying for a while, he turned around and went downstairs.

Han Tian's gaze looked out the window, as if something was there to attract him.

His brows furrowed slightly, and there seemed to be something wrong with tonight's solemn gathering.

Almost all the gang members of the Su Chong Society gathered in the courtyard of the gang, and even the gang leader, Sun Binbing, appeared in person. "Looks like there's a big move tonight."

Han Tian, who was familiar with the inside story of the Su Chonghui, couldn't help but guess that this situation was usually a big battle with other gangs.

Thinking of the recent conflict between the Su Chong Society and the Dark Tiger Gang, Han Tian's gaze condensed slightly. Soon after, Han Tian closed the book, ate the last peanut on the plate, got up and left.

As night fell, the courtyard of the Society was lit up. The eldest grandson Binbing stood in front of everyone, and his voice was loud: "Brothers, the people of the Dark Tiger Gang have seized our territory, we will kill them tonight!" ”

The crowd shouted in high spirits: "Kill the Dark Tiger Gang!" After preaching some slogans, the eldest grandson Binbing led the younger brothers to stride towards the territory of the Dark Tiger Gang.

Without any tricks, they just picked up the guy and didn't hesitate to get into the action.

On the street, the few passers-by hurriedly left after seeing the procession of the Worship Society, and the whole street became silent.

Soon, Changsun Binbing and others came to the territory of the Dark Tiger Gang, and the people of the Dark Tiger Gang obviously expected it and were waiting for Changsun Binbing on the street.

"Eldest grandson Binbing, are you sending you to death?" The leader of the Dark Tiger Gang sneered and mocked. These words made the already gloomy eldest grandson Binbing's face even more gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "It's up to you? ”

"Let's talk less nonsense, brothers, kill!" The eldest grandson Binbing waved the long sword in his hand and roared. Everyone responded and rushed towards the enemy with weapons in hand.

The two sides quickly fought, the clash of gold and iron echoing through the alley. The night gradually became infected with the sound of killing, and it became bloody.

"Eldest Sun Binbing, how can you become so strong?" The Dark Tiger Gang leader asked exhaustedly. After a fierce battle with the eldest grandson, he was defeated by the other party's palm, and said in a trembling voice.

Eldest Sun Binbing sneered: "Of course, my palm technique has improved!" After saying that, he strode over and instantly came to the front of the Dark Tiger Gang leader.

Faced with this situation, the leader of the Dark Tiger Gang gritted his teeth, knowing that he might not be able to escape tonight. His face turned ruthless: "Eldest grandson Binbing, you want to kill me, dreaming!" Before he finished speaking, the leader of the Dark Tiger Gang stood up, and a carp stood up, ignoring his subordinates, and fled towards the entrance of the alley.

"Want to run?" The eldest grandson Bin Bing's eyes froze and quickened his pace. Others may be able to forgive, but the leader of the Dark Tiger Gang, he must end it with his own hands.

"Hehe, you can't run away!" Compared to the injured leader of the Dark Tiger Gang, Changsun Binbing was faster and quickly caught up with the other party.

However, at this moment, the leader of the Dark Tiger Gang suddenly paused, turned back sharply, and punched the long-standing punch towards the eldest grandson Binbing. This move was too sudden, and the eldest grandson Bin Bing didn't have time to dodge and was hit by the other party.

Hearing only a loud bang, the eldest grandson Binbing took a few steps backwards. His cheeks swelled instantly, and he bit his lip and swallowed the blood hard, but his face became extremely ugly.

"You're looking for death!" was successfully attacked, and the eldest grandson Binbing roared angrily, and rushed towards the leader of the Dark Tiger Gang. The fists of both sides collided together.

"You ......" the Dark Tiger gang leader spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes bulging out, and he fell in a pool of blood.

The death of the Dark Tiger leader demoralized his men, and they all laid down their arms and surrendered. However, the deep voice of the eldest grandson Bin Bing sounded: "Not a single one is left!" "The killing is unfolding again.

It was busy until late at night, and the people of the Worship Society stopped. Except for the lost brothers, everyone had a smile on their faces.

After eliminating the Dark Tigers, they accepted each other's wealth without any suspense.

However, due to the injury of the eldest grandson, Binbing, they feared that other gangs would take advantage of the fire, so they did not immediately take over the territory of the Dark Tiger Gang. After saying a few words, the eldest grandson Binbing turned around and returned to his residence.

He was wounded, and not lightly. When the leader of the Dark Tiger Gang returned, he could no longer do anything, and could only frantically desperately If it wasn't for the sneak attack of the other party before, the eldest grandson Binbing might not have been injured, but now, he can only slowly recuperate.

As the night grew darker, the eldest grandson, Binbing, was lying on the bed after bandaging his wounds, and a feeling of exhaustion hit. Just as he closed his eyes, he suddenly felt a breeze blowing, and then he saw an afterimage pass in front of him.

This immediately sobered him up, and a surge of alarm welled up in his heart. He sat up suddenly, and before he could react, he heard a slight vibration in the air, and his heart sank.

Then, he saw a huge fist rushing towards him, and a fist shadow grew larger and larger in his pupils.

He jumped onto the bed quickly, and was able to avoid Han Tian's attack. His words caused Han Tian's pupils to shrink slightly.

Han Tian didn't speak and continued to attack. The eldest grandson Binbing's physical injuries made his speed become slower and slower, and his breath became disordered.

"Your Excellency, I have no enmity with the Desolate Martial Arts Pavilion for a long time and no grudge in the near future, but how can I offend Your Excellency?" The eldest grandson, Bin Bing, exclaimed, but Han Tian ignored it and continued to attack.

Several punches fell one after another, and the eldest grandson Binbing was already dying, but Han Tian did not stop.

It wasn't until the eldest grandson Binbing was beaten beyond recognition that Han Tian stopped doing it with satisfaction.

He didn't care about the blood dripping from his fist at all, took out a blunt knife, and plunged it into the heart of the eldest grandson Binbing, completely ending the other party's life.