Teng Qing Shan officially became the new leader of Teng Family Manors Hunter Squad. Normally, the Hunter Squad would go up the mountain every two days, but because five people died and four were disabled last time, they needed to recruit more members again, so they didnt go hunting on the mountain for six consecutive days.

  Within the tribe, the chief holds the highest position, followed by the master of firearms and the leader of the hunting team.

  Approaching ten years old, he became the leader of the Hunter Squad.

  Teng Qing Shan has become the goal of many young people in Teng Village, and many villagers are praising Teng Qing Shan, saying that he is so accomplished at such a young age, what will he be like when he grows up?

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  "Hah!" "Hah!"

  The cold wind howls, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Theres only a little over a month left until the annual festival.

  "Cheers!" "Hurray!"

  One after another, the sound of shouting and breathing rose, in Tunjia Villages martial arts training ground, many young men and boys were exercising, rolling stone balls, holding stone locks, lifting wooden buckets... each one training while chatting and laughing with each other.

  "Qingshan and his brothers killed a tiger the day before yesterday, that tigers paws were as thick as my thigh." A young boy with a braid said to his companion while punching a sandbag. The other boy sighed in admiration: "Qingshan is not an ordinary person, hes already the leader of the hunting team. I wish I could be the leader of the hunting team in this lifetime..." The boys face was full of hope.

  Just at this time ——

  The earth shook slightly.

  "The sound of horseshoes!" Many people training in the martial arts arena turned their heads, looking towards the gate, and saw dozens of figures riding fine horses rushing over at high speed.

  "Halt." The guard at Teng Family Village shouted loudly.

  "Hmm." A cold hum sounded, eerie yet resonating like thunder in everyones ears.

  "Whoosh!" A cold light flashed and swept across the gate, and the thick iron door latch of the Teng familys mansion suddenly broke, causing the entire gate to burst open. The dozens of riders charged in without slowing down, directly rushing into the martial arts arena. Many people in the Teng familys mansion were frightened and dodged to the side.

  "Law"

  Dozens of fine horses suddenly stopped and raised their front hooves high.

  "Is this the Tun House?" the leader bellowed, his voice so loud that it made the ears of the people present ring.

  A man who had just finished training and was covered in sweat stepped forward and said loudly, "We are the Teng family village. I ask you, brave warriors, what brings you to our place?" The people of the Teng family village had already sent someone to report to their leader, and no one else dared to make a move.

  Note that the iron door latch on the large gate is as thick as a foot and two feet wide. Such an iron door latch was cut off in one go. Who dares to block this kind of strength?

  "Bring your clan leader here at once," the leader of the group shouted coldly.

  Teng Yunlong arrived quickly, and from a distance, he was shocked to see the person in front of him. The man had a pale golden complexion and wore a black fox fur coat. His horse was entirely crimson and about eight feet tall: "This top-grade fox fur is worth at least several hundred taels of silver, and that fine horse, with its entire body being crimson, is clearly one of the Crimson Fire Horses of Da Rong! Its worth a thousand taels of silver!"

  Take another look at the followers of this man, those knights in attendance, all wearing dark blue cloaks with a uniform style, and dressed in dark green armor. The horses they ride, although slightly inferior, are also spirited: "This is also a fine horse from Youzhou worth over 100 taels, and thats to say nothing of the custom-made armor! Im afraid even the leader of the White Horse Society wouldnt be willing to spend money on such armor and horses. Whose men and horses are these?"

  Teng Yunlong had already made some guesses in his heart when he heard that the other party could split open the door hinge with one sword, and saw the other partys attire.

  "Gentlemen, I am Teng Yunlong, the chief of the Teng family clan. May I ask what brings you gentlemen here?" Teng Yunlong bowed slightly.

  "I heard you can forge a Bixuan sword?" The leader looked down at him with a cold gaze and said in a chilly tone.

  "Yes." Teng Yunlong also did not deny it.

  "Alright, I have a big business deal for you!" The leader said loudly.

  "Gentlemen, you must be tired from the journey. Lets rest at my humble abode and discuss this business slowly," Teng Yunlong said with a smile. The leaders face showed a hint of a smile as he nodded calmly and said, "Alright, you lead the way." Immediately, the group of dozens of horsemen proceeded towards the direction where the tribe leader was located.

  ******

  A group of people from the hunting team were chatting and laughing, among them four men together carried a large black bear corpse.

  "Green Mountain, your shot today was as swift as lightning! You easily deflected the bears attack and pierced its skull at the same time." The tribespeople were all delighted. In these days of hunting, they had already come to highly esteem Teng Qing Shan. Firstly, his ears were extremely sharp, and he could detect any movement long before anyone else did.

  Secondly, Teng Qing Shans marksmanship is extremely high, and no matter what kind of prey it is, it is difficult to withstand a single shot from him.

  With such leaders, how can they be unhappy?

  "This bear is not too big." Teng Qing Shan smiled and said, "Didnt you say that the seniors in your clan had seen a giant bear over 10 feet tall before? One slap could snap a large tree?" This bear, although it also has the strength of over a thousand kilograms with one slap, its speed is far inferior to that wolf king. To kill it, Teng Qing Shan only needs one shot.

  "Were home." Teng Qing Shan said with a smile.

  As soon as he looked into the distance, Teng Qings face changed because the manor gate was wide open. The main gate of the Teng Manor was usually not opened, even when the clan members returned from farming, they would enter through a small side door. Only when the hunting team returned or a large group of people arrived would the main gate be opened.

  "Not good, hurry up." Teng Qing Shan shouted.

  A group of good men from the hunting team were shocked and rushed into the village.

  Teng Qing Shans gaze swept over, and he found that the thick and heavy iron door bolt had been split in two. The cut was sharp and smooth. Teng Qing Shans pupils constricted: "What a sharp weapon, what great strength! To be able to chop off such an iron door bolt like lightning, I would have to use my full inner energy, as well as a good battle-axe, to achieve this effect."

  "Brother Qing Shan!"

  "Green Mountain!"

  Many people came to greet him on the martial arts field, and all the young men called Teng Qing Shan "Brother Qing Shan". Even if Teng Qing Shan was one or two years younger than them, they still did so. Due to his special status, many young men regarded Teng Qing Shan as their big brother, and they admired him greatly.

  The adults also regarded him as one of the people in the clan who could take charge of affairs.

  "Whats wrong?" Teng Qing Shan asked repeatedly.

  "Green Mountain." A robust man said repeatedly, "Its a cavalry troop, all riding tall horses! The leader of the cavalry, with one sword, cut off the iron door bolt, but they said they wanted to do business with our Teng Family Village. Now, those people have been taken away by the village head."

  Hong Qingshan let out a slight sigh of relief.

  "Alright, you stay here, Ill go take a look." Teng Qing Shan held his iron spear and rushed towards the residence of his grandfather, Teng Yun Long.

  From a distance, Teng Qing Shan saw several fine horses and robust men wearing armor and green cloaks standing outside his uncles residence. Those knights had piercing gazes, each with evident strength: "Looking at their physique and eyes, theyre absolutely martial artists! Wonder which team they belong to."

  Lifting a 500-jin boulder is considered a third-rate martial artist.

  Able to lift two thousand catty of giant stone, is merely a second-rate martial artist.

  "Get out of the way, kid." a knight shouted.

  Several people negotiating in the courtyard seemed to hear a noise and looked outside for a few glances, saying: "Thats my grandson, let him come in."

  That knight gave Teng Qing Shan a cold glance, but Teng Qing Shan smiled and stepped into the courtyard, not annoyed in the slightest.

  "Dad, Grandpa." Teng Qing Shan found that there were only two people in the courtyard, his grandfather Teng Yun Long and his father Teng Yong Fan. Teng Qing Shan took a glance at the big man sitting there, the man wearing a black fox fur coat looked back at him, Teng Qing Shan felt that the others gaze was sharp as a knife.

  Hong Qing Shan secretly felt shocked in his heart: "A master."

  "Teng Yongfan!" The leader stared at Teng Yongfan, "You are the number one arms craftsman of your clan now, so tell me, will you take on this business or not?"

  "Time is running out!" Teng Yongfan frowned and said, "The craftsmanship of the Bi Han knife is our Teng familys ultimate skill. We must carefully forge every single Bi Han knife, not daring to be even slightly careless. And you gentlemen want 182 knives, and also want us to deliver the goods before the new year... This..."

  "Hmm? So its no use?" The leaders expression changed.

  "Hiss!" A formless burst of energy erupted from the leaders body, and the wooden stool beside him suddenly shattered. The ground was covered with dense, tiny holes.

  Heng Yongfan and Heng Yunlongs faces changed color.

  "What a powerful inner energy." Teng Qing Shan thought to himself, "It can burst out from the body surface and shoot into the ground from a distance, and still have such great power. The leaders inner energy should be much stronger than mine." Teng Qing Shan understood that although internal martial arts could also refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into inner energy.

  However, Neijiaquan mainly focuses on transforming the body.

  But the various secret recipes of this world are specialized in refining internal energy, and the speed is faster than Neijiaquans refinement of internal energy.

  "This lord, dont be angry," Teng Yunlong said with a smile. "The 182 handles of Bihuan knives, it took more than a month to successfully forge them, its not easy. But we will work day and night to create them, and we will definitely succeed before the new year."

  The leaders face revealed a satisfied smile: "Very good."

  "I dont know if this refining material was provided by you adults or..." Teng Yunlong said.

  "Its up to you to take care of the materials and all that!" The leader said with a careless tone, "As for the price, we certainly wont cheat you."