"In the third round, Teng Yongxiang from Teng Family Village and Li Jinfu from Li Family Village, please enter the arena." said the silver-haired old man with a crutch.

  Teng Qing Shan was carefully watching Li Jin Fu.

  "This Li Jinfu, with that murderous aura in his eyes, is simply a beast." Teng Qing Shan couldnt help but feel a little worried for his elder cousin, Teng Yongxiang.

  "Be careful, Yongxiang, dont try to match strength with him." Teng Yongfan whispered, "This Li Jinfu, his arm strength is absolutely no less than mine." In the Teng family village, in terms of strength, Teng Yongfan was undoubtedly the first. Even Teng Yongfan said so, it can be imagined how strong the opponent was.

  "I understand." Teng Yongxiang nodded slightly.

  Thousands of onlookers were silent.

  Li Jinfus copper bell-like eyes scanned towards Teng Yongxiang, then took big strides into the battle circle, saying in a low voice: "You, hurry up." Teng Yongxiangs eyes narrowed slightly, and he also took big strides into the battle circle. The two faced off against each other, with Teng Yongxiang not daring to relax his attention for even a moment, beads of sweat seeping out on his forehead.

  "Alright, lets begin." As soon as the silver-haired old mans voice fell, Li Jin Fu moved.

  "Roar~~~~"

  Li Jinfu let out a roar like a fierce beast, and with a sudden burst of strength, he pounced on Teng Yongxiang like a tiger, his body covered in animal hides making him look even more like a wild beast.

  "So fast." Teng Yongxiang retreated hastily, "Originally thought of relying on speed to fight him, but it seems that his speed is even faster than mine."

  "Whoa!" "Whoa!" As the tiger pounced, its two claws directly left scratch marks on Teng Yongxiangs body.

  Li Jinfus eyes widened in anger, his fierce gaze fully exposed.

  With both hands supporting the ground, he jumped up again, his fists like iron, striking continuously.

  Heng Yongxiang didnt have time to dodge and could only face it head-on.

  "Pong!" "Pong!" "Pong!"...

  One after another, Tong Yongxiang landed two punches directly, and the last two punches hit his chest, sending him flying out of the ring, with fresh blood constantly flowing from his mouth.

  "Yongxiang." Teng Qingyun and Teng Yongfan rushed over together.

  "Great Uncle." Teng Qing Shan also looked carefully.

  "Hmph, you didnt kill my uncle, so Ill spare your life. My fist only landed with half its strength, and youre still not dead." Li Jin Fus voice was hoarse as he stared at Teng Yong Fan, "Teng Yong Fan, your skills are quite good... among the Teng family, only youre worthy of being my opponent."

  Hong Yongfan looked up.

  Li Jinfu, eight feet tall, like a demon god, stared at Teng Yongfan and sneered: "Unfortunately, you will stay in this villa for the rest of your life." After finishing speaking, he turned around, picked up that chilling wolf-toothed club, put it on his shoulder, and walked out with big strides.

  The people of Lijiazhuang immediately parted a way for him to pass through.

  "In the third round, Lijiazhuang won with Li Jinfu. After three rounds, both Tengjiazhuang and Lijiazhuang each got one win and one draw. According to the rules, from today on, the water in the canal will be used by Tengjiazhuang and Lijiazhuang for six hours a day." The silver-haired old man announced the result.

  One family, one half, Tengjiazhuang and Lijiazhuang also accepted calmly.

  "Li Huojun, your grandson seems to be leaving Li Family Village?" said Teng Yunlong.

  "Haha……" Li Huojun said loudly, fearing that the people around him wouldnt hear, "My grandson, Jinfu, when he was thirteen years old, he entered the Daxian Mountains alone and spent five years cultivating bitterly, living with wild beasts, and honed a set of Mighty Tiger Fist. He has just ended his bitter cultivation, and he has decided to participate in the assessment and join the Guiyuan Sect."

  Suddenly there was a commotion.

  "Return to the Origin Sect?" Ting Qing Shan heard these three words, and his heart skipped a beat.

  "Sect?" Teng Qing Shan had never heard of it before, there was no such sect in Chinese history.

  "It seems your precious grandson has a bright future ahead of him." Teng Yunlong said with a hearty laugh.

  The contest for the water ended, and the people of Tengjiazhuang and Lijiazhuang dispersed. However, everyone was still discussing the battle, with most of the talk centered around Li Jinfu.

  On the way back home.

  "Dad, what is the Return to the Origin Sect?" Teng Qing Shan asked in confusion.

  "A very, very powerful sect. My future goal is to enter the Guiyuan Sect." said Tan Qinghu firmly by his side.

  Father Tian Yongfan smiled and said, "Qinghu has ambition! Qing Shan, this is the Guiyuan Sect, a sect that teaches its disciples to cultivate internal energy. This internal energy is different from physical strength, and its power is immense. The masters who come out of these sects may look delicate, but they can shatter giant rocks with just one slap."

  Hong Qingshan nodded silently to himself.

  The subtlety of inner strength, he naturally understands.

  "Father, why dont you go to the Guiyuan Sect?" asked Teng Qing Shan, "Besides, are there no other sects, must you enter the Guiyuan Sect?"

  Teng Qing Shan is clever and quick-witted, although hes only four years old, his words are very logical.

  Hong Yu Fan is also happy to have such a son.

  Hong Yongfan sighed and said in detail: "Qingshan, the entire world has nine states, Yangzhou is the most prosperous, within the borders of Yangzhou, the first sect is Qinghu Island, the second sect is Guiyuan Sect, of course, Tieyi Gate and Guiyuan Sect are tied for second place, their strength is almost the same!"

  Teng Qing Shan nodded: "Then why not join Qing Hu Island? Isnt Qing Hu Island the number one sect?"

  Yangzhou has thirteen county cities, among which nine major county cities are completely controlled by the Qinghu Island sect. In these nine major county cities, Qinghu Island is the only sect. The officials and horses of the nine major county cities and hundreds of cities under their jurisdiction are all appointed by Qinghu Island. To be precise, the officials and horses are the outer members of Qinghu Island.

  Teng Qing Shans head was buzzing with what he had just heard.

  What kind of world is this?

  What era is this?

  A martial arts sect actually has complete control over the nine major cities? The so-called government officials and troops are actually appointed by the sect, and are even considered to be peripheral personnel of the sect?

  "Yangzhous thirteen city-states, the first sect Qinghu Island completely controls nine of them. As for our Jiangning Prefecture, it is entirely under the control of the Guiyuan Sect! The so-called government troops in our nine cities are actually just peripheral members of the Guiyuan Sect. Those officials are all disciples of the Guiyuan Sect! In Jiangning Prefecture, the Guiyuan Sect is like heaven itself! No other sect dares to set foot here!"

  Teng Qing Shans head was still in a daze.

  Teng Qing Shan dares to affirm that in Chinese history, there has never been a situation where a sect controlled the world.

  This world is absolutely unlike any dynasty in Chinese history!

  "Green Mountain." That brother Tiger also said with a flying brow and a dancing color, "You say that the White Horse Gang is powerful? Eight thousand core gang members. But it also has to pay respects to the Lord of Yicheng every year! If the Lord is not happy, he can lead a group of warriors to kill them off. Hmph, dont look at their eight thousand people, just bring one or two hundred warriors and they can wipe out the White Horse Gang without leaving a single armor!"

  Teng Qing Shan completely understood.

  In Jiangning Prefecture, Emperor Yuanzong is the emperor!

  Government officials are disciples of Guī Yuánzōng! Even the White Horse Society and other gangs have to be extremely cautious, not daring to provoke Guī Yuánzōng.

  "Is it difficult to return to the origin?" Ting Qing Shan asked.

  "Ah, its very difficult." Father Teng Yongfan sighed, "To enter the Guiyuan Sect, there are only two ways. One is that children under the age of ten can pay 500 taels of silver to have a chance to learn the secret scriptures. If they fail to cultivate internal energy within a year, they will be kicked out."

  Teng Qing Shan understood in his heart that even if there were secrets to absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate internal energy, not everyone could achieve it.

  Practicing internal martial arts successfully is one in ten thousand.

  And absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to refine internal strength, although simple, its probably only one in dozens who can meet the conditions.

  "Just five hundred taels of silver can buy an opportunity. Ordinary people simply cannot afford it." Teng Yongfan sighed.

  "Isnt there another way?" Teng Qing Shan asked immediately.

  "Within the sect, there are also armies that conquer and slaughter! Like the Return to the Origin Sect, there is the Black Armor Army. My second method is to find a way to enter the Black Armor Army!" Teng Yongfan sighed, "The assessment rules are very simple. If you can lift a 500-jin giant stone, you are considered a third-rate martial artist and have the qualifications to join the Black Armor Army. If you can lift a 2,000-jin giant stone, you are a second-rate martial artist. If you can lift a 10,000-jin giant stone, you are a first-rate martial artist!"

  Hong Qingshan was shocked.

  Top martial artist? A ten-thousand-jin giant boulder? In his past life, he had reached the realm of a Grandmaster and cultivated the Tiger Form Divine Movement Technique. At its peak, he could barely lift a ten-thousand-jin giant boulder.

  This world is full of spiritual energy, peoples physical quality is good, and there are many powerful warriors.

  "A normal adult man can lift nearly three hundred catties of huge stones. However, the higher you go, the harder it gets. Lifting four hundred catties, probably only one in ten people can do it. And lifting over five hundred catties, probably only one in a hundred people can do it." Teng Yongfan sighed, "Ive been practicing hard since I was young, and now I can lift twelve hundred catties! Im the strongest in Tengs village, but... among martial artists, Im just a third-rate martial artist."

  Five hundred catties to two thousand catties are all third-rate martial artists.

  Two thousand catties to ten thousand catties is for second-rate martial artists.

  Able to lift over 10,000 catties is a first-rate martial artist.

  "A third-rate martial artist, in the Black Armor Army Im just a small soldier, cannon fodder on the battlefield. If I go there, maybe I can get the simplest internal energy cultivation technique. But, Im already over 30 years old, cultivating internal energy has no future for me." Teng Yongfan sighed.

  Hong Qingshan sighed endlessly.

  A father like him is cannon fodder in the Black Armor Army.

  "The White Horse Gang is a formidable gang in our eyes. But to the Guiyuan Sects Black Armor Army, sending out a hundred-man team wearing black armor would make ordinary arrows and swords useless, and after a few charges, it would be like rolling rocks, crushing the White Horse Gang into powder." Teng Yongfan said nonchalantly.

  Hong Qingshan took a deep breath of cool air.

  Was there such a terrible army in ancient Chinese history?

  No!

  Those who can lift a thousand catty are just small soldiers and cannon fodder. Those who can lift two thousand, ten thousand catty, they are the elite!

  Such an army, clad in thick steel armor, is absolutely a steel torrent that cannot be stopped.

  "There are eight thousand such armies, and ordinary peoples armies are also one million, which is also being swept away. Teng Qing Shan somewhat understood why, in this world, sects can become the highest ruling existence."

  "Dad, how many men does the Hei Jia Jun of the Yuan Zong have?" Teng Qing Shan asked.