From a humble farmer to a great martial arts master

38, Congratulations

"Quick, let's go! Let's go to the county town and find Master Zhang!"

In the night breeze, Yang Zhongxian's mind raced. He looked at his cousin Yang Mingshui beside him, his voice anxious.

Yang Mingshui was Yang Zhen's father. His son died tragically, and he knew he was powerless to avenge him, so he asked Yang Zhongxian for help.

After much deliberation, Yang Zhongxian instructed Zhang Haolei to bring his entire family, including the elderly and infirm, to kneel in front of the martial arts school, making a grand display, and pleading for Zhang Haolei's mercy.

The plan succeeded.

After all, martial arts schools rely on student recruitment for revenue. If they don't care about the lives of their students and lose their reputation, their future recruitment will definitely be affected.

However, right now...

Even if Zhang Haolei agrees to look into this matter, it depends on who the opponent is!

Who would have thought that Ren Qingshan was actually a late-stage Silver Blood martial artist who had already achieved True Qi!

Yang Mingshui's forehead was covered in bruises from kowtowing a couple of days ago. Hearing this, he hesitated, looking troubled, and said, "Find Master Zhang to beat him up? Now?"

Yang Zhongxian was so angry he almost laughed.

idiot!

The son is an idiot, and so is the father!

The situation is still unclear!

Taking a deep breath, Yang Zhongxian suppressed his anxiety: "Go find Master Zhang and tell him that Ren Qingshan is a late-stage Silver Blood martial artist, and that he used the Silver Blood True Sound to howl for at least half an hour tonight! Just say that one sentence, and leave the rest to Master Zhang to judge. Go now! Take my horse!"

Yang Mingshui then understood, and his expression and eyes immediately changed.

Could it be... could it be that Master Zhang is also no match for Ren Qingshan?

Seeing his cousin's murderous glare, he dared not ask any more questions and immediately ran back to the village.

Yang Zhongxian watched his retreating figure, sighed deeply, composed himself, and quickly walked towards the other side where the crowd had gathered.

On the other side.

By the bright moonlight, one could vaguely see that the village chiefs of two other villages were already talking with Ren Zhengwei.

As Yang Zhongxian approached, he heard the three men laughing and congratulating each other.

Clearing his throat, Yang Zhongxian forced a smile and cupped his hands in congratulations: "Brother Zhengwei, congratulations! Your village has produced such a towering and powerful figure!"

Although one shouldn't hit a smiling face, Ren Zhengwei didn't want to give him a friendly look and nodded coldly.

Yang Zhongxian was quite embarrassed.

He had suppressed Ren Zhengwei his whole life, but in his old age he was burdened by his clan and had to smile at him!

However, circumstances were beyond his control, and he still smiled and said, "Brother, we're all from the same village, so it's better to avoid trouble. I've already sent someone to the county town tonight to ask them to resolve this matter. Let's just let it go and not hurt our relationship."

Hearing this, Ren Zhengwei felt extremely pleased.

Old man, are you scared now?

He wanted to tell him it was too late, and that Constable Guan would be coming tomorrow morning, but considering that his son's letter was a secret, he could only sigh and say, "That's easy for you to say. I'm afraid that Master Zhang is in league with the authorities and will ask Constable Guan to come down and investigate this matter. In that case, it will be impossible without a hefty sum. Whose money should I pay?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhongxian's face stiffened, and his heart sank deeply.

It's not impossible.

broken!

Getting the local officials in the county to intervene is already extremely difficult; however, getting them to back down is even more impossible.

"Once my sixth brother finishes his training, you can speak to him personally. Also, if that constable goes to the countryside, you must accompany him the entire time."

Ren Zhengwei said calmly.

……

The sky is dimly bright.

At the entrance of the Eight Directions Martial Arts School, the disciple on night duty saw a horse approaching quickly, carrying the Yang family members who had kowtowed here a few days ago. His expression immediately turned hostile.

This family is shameless!

The Yang family member was killed in a gambling match, but unable to pay his respects, he came to the martial arts school, knelt down, and then put his master on a fire to roast him.

Out of concern for his reputation, the master reluctantly agreed.

However, the senior brother has already declared that from now on, anyone from Yangjiayu who wants to join the martial arts school will be subject to very strict scrutiny. Unless they have exceptional talent and upright character, they will absolutely not be accepted.

The eldest brother also took care of other martial arts schools in the city, and so on.

Yang Mingshui dismounted from his horse, rubbing his sore buttocks, and chuckled sheepishly, "Young Master, well, well, Ren Qingshan broke through to the Silver Blood Realm. He shouted in the middle of the night, alarming people in several villages. They said, they said it was some kind of Silver Blood True Sound..."

Upon hearing this, the young disciple's pupils suddenly constricted.

Silver Blood True Voice!

"You wait here, don't go! I'm going to find Master!"

Without daring to delay, he quickly ran into the courtyard, his heart pounding.

Silver Blood True Voice!

The realm that even our master can only aspire to but never reach!

In the backyard, Zhang Haolei, a burly man with a typical square face and long, dark eyebrows, was eating.

After listening to his disciple's report, he almost choked. Coming to his senses, he hurriedly put down his rice bowl and headed for the door.

Upon meeting Yang Mingshui and Zhang Haolei, after confirming with them several times and thinking for a while, they took him to find Liang Dachang and Guan Shanyue in turn.

The three families lived not far apart, and they met up quickly.

After leaving the house, ask Yang Mingshui again.

Yang Mingshui repeated it again, feeling both surprised and delighted.

Surprisingly, the matter escalated to such an extent that even the head constable of the yamen was alerted.

The good thing is that Master Zhang has a lot of influence; he can even get the head constable of the yamen to help him. No matter how capable Ren Qingshan is, he will definitely not escape today!

"Your name is Yang Mingshui, right? Was the dead man your son?"

Guan Shanyue wasn't particularly tall, but his legs were extremely thick, and he had a broad back and a muscular build. He asked a question with a half-smile.

"Indeed, sir, please, constable, do justice for my family!"

Yang Mingshui knelt down and kowtowed skillfully, shouting loudly.

Guan Shanyue, Zhang Haolei, and Liang Dachang exchanged a glance, then smiled at Yang Mingshui and said, "You've been running around all night, you must be tired. Let's go to Dachang Casino for a meal and some hot soup to warm ourselves up before we go to the village."

Hearing this, Yang Mingshui felt a surge of warmth in his heart, thanked her repeatedly, and left, turning back every few steps.

……

"The True Sound of Silver Blood, Brother Zhang, do you believe it or not?"

Watching Yang Mingshui's figure disappear into the distance, Guan Shanyue narrowed his eyes and asked thoughtfully.

Zhang Haolei's eyes were serious: "Although this person is stupid and wicked, what he said is probably true."

Seeing Zhang Haolei's attitude, Liang Dachang knew he was somewhat intimidated, and chuckled, trying to smooth things over: "In my opinion, it's better not to go. It's better to avoid trouble. This Yang fellow is just a peasant, why bother with him? I'd better give him a good thrashing at the gambling den, and I guarantee he won't dare utter a sound afterward. Brother Zhang, you shouldn't have meddled in this mess in the first place..."

When it comes to persimmons, you should pick the soft ones.

This matter arose because the Yang family set up a gambling den, and it is only natural that the Yang family ended up like this.

Are we really going to go head-to-head with a late-game Silver Blood?

Old Zhang and Old Guan are both only at the early stage of Silver Blood, and I'm afraid even if they were combined, they wouldn't be able to beat him!

Guan Shanyue's eyes showed a thoughtful expression, and he said in a deep voice, "Do as you say with the Yang family, teach them a lesson, no matter how high or low."

"As for Ren Qingshan's background, we need to investigate it thoroughly. With such a powerful figure appearing out of nowhere, I have a duty to investigate."

"Since Ren Qingshan is a bodyguard of the Lu family, we should go to the Lu family first, and it's on the way anyway."

Although they each had their own thoughts, upon hearing this, they hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

Guan Shanyue's words carried the most weight, and his method was indeed prudent.

With the Lu family as a connection, there's an extra layer of personal favor involved.

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"Brother Li, congratulations! I heard that your Lu family's guards have produced a martial artist at the late Silver Blood stage?"

The three of them arrived at Lu Family Manor. After announcing their arrival at the Lu family's gate, they were welcomed inside. Upon seeing Steward Li, Guan Shanyue immediately cupped his hands and smiled.

Guan Shanyue knew very well about Steward Li's background: his original name was Li Ziqiang. He practiced leg techniques when he was young and achieved some success. Later, he was injured in a martial arts competition and his genitals were crushed, rendering him unable to have sex. He was rescued by the head of the Lu family and taken in as a steward.

"Late-stage Silver Blood?"

"Who? Nobody's here?"

Butler Li was extremely surprised.

Guan Shanyue smiled, but with a hint of scrutiny: "This man is named Ren Qingshan. Wasn't he your family's guard before?"

Upon hearing this name, Butler Li's eyes suddenly froze, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Ren Qingshan?"

"Late-stage Silver Blood?"

However, remembering what the young lady had instructed a few days ago—to send someone to help Ren Qingshan plow the fields and to send a maid to serve him—he suddenly realized what was going on.

"Yes...there is such a person..."

However, a sense of unease couldn't help but arise in my heart.

My connection with Ren Qingshan is a long one.

Ren Qingshan came because of Ren Yaohui's influence and recommended him himself.

Later, when this person became disobedient and was kicked out by Fang Yonggang, he nodded in agreement.

A few days ago, for some reason, this person got involved with the young lady and seemed to be very popular with her.

Now, he's even advanced to the late Silver Blood stage?

"I...I'll go fetch Miss. Please wait a moment, have some tea first. My young lady should be aware of this matter."

His mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, and he started to stammer.

Don't drag me into this!

Fang Yonggang, you scoundrel, you ruined me!

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