At the foot of Qingtong Mountain, there is a small village called Qingtong Village. At this time, more than a hundred women gathered in a wide square in the village, and they were disposing of the corpses of dozens of spirit beasts. These spirit beasts were all captured by the beast hunting team in the village.

Qingtong Village is backed by Qingtong Mountain, and there are many low-level spirit beasts on the mountain, which often attack the village. So, in order to protect himself, the village chief organized the adult men in the village and set up a beast hunting team, which is to protect the village, and to hunt spirit animals, and by the way, to collect some elixirs to improve spiritual cultivation.

In normal times, men form teams to hunt in the mountains, and women come to handle the fur and meat of spirit animals. The processed animal meat is kept by the village chief and distributed evenly among households every month.

The captain of the beast hunting team is named Mo Tianya, and at this time, he is leading more than a hundred strong men to round up spirit beasts on Qingtong Mountain. His wife, Zhao Xiumei, was handling the corpse of a red wind wolf with a woman. The woman who dealt with the Red Wind Wolf with Zhao Xiumei was named Sun Yan, and her husband Zhang Dahai was Mo Tianya's best brother, but unfortunately when hunting the Red Wind Wolves last year, he was unfortunately bitten off the meridians of his thigh by the Red Wind Wolf and became disabled.

Beside them squatted a graceful maiden, who was handsome and lovely though she was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and beside the maiden, there was a young man, whose eyebrows were delicate and his body was slightly thin.

The girl's name is Zhang Min, who is Zhang Dahai's daughter, and the young man's name is Mo Chong, who is Mo Tianya's son, and he and Zhang Min have played since childhood. Zhang Dahai and Mo Tianya had already regarded this young girl as their own family, and they just waited for the two to marry them as soon as they were eighteen years old.

At this time, it was the middle of winter, and the cold wind was biting outside, but because the red wind wolf was huge, it was inconvenient to handle it in the house, so it could only be dealt with in the square in the cold.

Mo Chong took out a short knife, his mother raised her eyebrows, and said, "The fur of the Red Wind Wolf is very expensive, don't come to make trouble, take Xiao Min home!"

Mo Chong said a little unconvinced: "I'm fourteen years old, and this red wind wolf is not alive, how can I not do it well?"

"You are a man, go and cultivate spiritual power, you will be laughed at by others by disposing of the corpse of the Red Wind Wolf with us......" Before the mother's words fell, the square suddenly resounded with harsh and mocking.

"Hehe, Mo Chong, are you only going to do some women's work? What a wreck!"

Mo Chong heard the sound and saw that there were four teenagers standing not far away, looking at him with disdain on their faces.

Mo Chong was furious in his heart, the young man who was the leader was Li Ershao, the youngest son of the village chief, this kid usually did a lot of things like stealing chickens and dogs in the village, but Village Chief Li was a particularly protective person, and the villagers were helpless against him.

Mo Chong straightened up and said to Li Ershao: "Li Ershao, you are just an idle little gangster who steals chickens and dogs, and you are embarrassed to laugh at me?

Li Ershao's face sank, he dared to belittle him in front of so many people, among the juniors in Qingtong Village, except for Mo Chong, there was no second person. Li Ershao snorted coldly and said:

"Mo Chong, do you dare to try it with me? If you lose, call me grandpa, how about it?"

Mo Chong knew that his cultivation was only the third rank of a martial apprentice, and he also heard that Li Ershao's cultivation was the fourth rank of a martial apprentice. As a peer, Li Ershao's qualifications are not higher than Mo Chong's, but the spirit beasts and elixirs in the whole village are distributed by his father, Village Chief Li. According to the rules, only if you cultivate to reach the sixth rank of martial arts can you get a red spirit ginseng fruit. This red spirit ginseng fruit is of great help in improving one's cultivation. As for whether Village Chief Li has given Li Ershao the Red Spirit Ginseng Fruit, it's really hard to say.

Seeing that Mo Chong was silent, Li Ershao thought that Mo Chong was afraid, and said proudly: "Mo Chong, if you admit defeat, just call me grandpa, and I will let you go!"

"Hah!"

Piercing laughter rang out from the square, and several women put down their work and leaned back with laughter, they looked at Mo Chong with disdain, and discussed: "Doesn't Mo Tianya often boast that he is the number one warrior in the village?

"Li Ershao is a tiger father without a dog, how can Mo Chong compare?"

The women who spoke were the mothers of several teenagers who were following Li Ershao, and they were just trying to get more benefits from Village Chief Li.

The anger in Mo Chong's heart rose, these dog-eyed women who look down on people, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will trample you under your feet.

Mo Chong clenched his fists, stared at Li Ershao with a sharp gaze, and then flew forward and rushed towards Li Ershao.

Li Ershao's expression tightened, and he snorted coldly: "You really dare to come to something that is beyond your strength!"

Zhang Min grabbed Sun Yan's hand and said, "Mom, go and help Brother Chong!"

Sun Yan looked at Zhao Xiumei with a nervous expression, and was about to speak, but saw Zhao Xiumei wave her hand and said: "Chong'er's father is the number one warrior in the village, and Chong'er is by no means a wreck, let him go!"

Mo Chong mobilized the spiritual power in his body, focused on his right fist, and smashed Li Ershao fiercely. Li Ershao didn't dare to take it lightly, and also urged his spiritual power to catch up with him with one punch.

The two fists collided, setting off a slight wave of qi, Mo Chong took a step back, but Li Ershao did not move at all, and made a judgment.

Seeing that Mo Chong's strength was indeed inferior to his own, Li Ershao's heart was relieved: "Haha! Mo Chong, you dare to fight hard with me with this strength, and I will let you see my methods today." ”

As he spoke, Li Ershao stepped forward and smashed his fist at Mo Chong, who was not timid and greeted him with a punch.

"Bang bang!"

Mo Chong connected a few punches, only to feel that the spiritual power in the sea of qi was shocked, and the spiritual power output was greatly affected. There was a huge pain in both fists, and every time he received an opponent's punch, it was as if he had been hammered with a hammer.

Li Ershao's strength was slightly superior, he pressed step by step, his fists came out, and he wanted to take Mo Chong down as soon as possible, but he didn't expect that although Mo Chong retreated step by step, he gritted his teeth and stiffened.

"Mo Chong, you are just a martial apprentice, and you don't have much spiritual power in your body, right? Call me quickly: Grandpa, I will spare you this time. Li Ershao attacked with all his might, and his mouth was not idle, wanting to shake Mo Chong's will.

Mo Chong still gritted his teeth and insisted, the spiritual power in his body was indeed consumed a lot, although it was freezing at this time, his chest and back were already wet with sweat at this time. If he continues like this, his spiritual power will be exhausted, and his physical strength will be exhausted, but it will be dangerous.

Mo Chong suddenly remembered what his father had said to him: If you encounter an enemy who cannot be defeated, the best way is to exchange injuries for injuries and make the opponent lose the ability to attack, then even if you have no ability to attack, it is safe.

Li Ershao's fist was in front of him, this time, Mo Chong didn't use his fist to block it again, he just leaned on one side, let go of his chest, and Li Ershao's fist hit him on the shoulder.

Li Ershao didn't expect that Mo Chong didn't use his fist to block him this time, his body leaned towards Mo Chong with inertia, and what greeted him was Mo Chong's fist that had already gathered momentum.

The fist was pounding on Li Ershao's stomach, and he screamed in pain, and fell to the ground with his hands on his stomach.