There were four people at the entrance of the wine shop. The noble young master and a robust man with a tigers back and bears waist, wearing a dark green warrior suit, stood shoulder to shoulder. Behind these two men were two guards holding swords.
Upon hearing Tan Qinghus words, Gu Gongzis face turned unpleasant, this clearly didnt give him any face!
"Lets stop while were ahead!" The young noble said in a low voice, "Otherwise...hmm!"
Heng Qing Shan and Heng Qing Hu ignored them completely.
The little servant lowered his voice and advised, "Two guests, that young master is the second son of the East City Wang family and also a disciple of the Return to Origin Sect. Hes okay, but next to him is Li, the hundred-man commander of our Jiangning Prefecture city guard. With just one word from him, you two guests could end up in the big prison."
Centurion of the City Guard?
Teng Qinghu and Teng Qingshan exchanged a glance, and Teng Qingshan burst out laughing. He sat back in his seat, laughing loudly: "Haha, rich young master? Bullshit rich young master! Paying for one table of dishes is enough to let us leave! But there are so many guests inside the Moon Embracing Building, everyone present, if I told you all that Ill cover the bill and asked you to give up your tables, who would agree? No one, right? That Wang familys second young master, he cant even bear to part with a thousand taels of silver, yet hes pretending to be a rich young master here... Haha..."
No need to worry about his clan, what is Teng Qing Shan still afraid of? Unless its a rare innate master, among the acquired masters, no one has made Teng Qing Shan afraid yet.
"Haha……" The whole restaurant was filled with laughter. Those who were dining here, either wealthy or noble, also enjoyed watching the commotion.
The young noble and the sturdy man both looked unpleasant.
"It seems you are no longer giving me face!" The young masters face sank, and he shouted, "Take them down!"
The two guards behind him immediately stepped forward.
"A few guests..." The shopkeeper also became anxious.
"Whats all the commotion about? Just because you have money, you think youre superior?" A loud shout, like thunder, rang out from the Moon-Embracing Building. Suddenly, there were chaotic footsteps, "thud" "thud" "thud", as a large group of people came running down from upstairs. Teng Qing Shan and Teng Qing Hu also turned their heads to look towards the staircase.
This group of people were all dressed in black, with the leader being a large man who looked like a standing black bear, with a beard on his face and eyes that seemed to be made of bronze bells. He was extremely robust, and the black cloak he wore had two golden edges on its sleeves.
These dozen people walked down from the stairs, and the atmosphere of the entire first floor seemed to have solidified.
"I hate people who bully others with their power, get out of my sight!" The burly man with a thick beard let out a loud roar, and the two bodyguards turned around to look at the young noble, seemingly seeking his opinion. The bearded mans face darkened, and he took a step forward...
Wow!
Like a thunderbolt, he instantly arrived in front of the two guards, and with a swing of his arm, "Boom!" His right arm directly sent the two sturdy guards flying, heavily crashing onto the distant street, knocking over several pedestrians.
"Old mans words are useless!" This big Han glared with one eye.
"Master." Teng Qing Shans eyes lit up. No matter what, at least this big Han mans lightness skill was quite good.
"Brother Xia!" The centurion of the city guard, who had been silent all along, also hastily said, "I didnt expect you to be here too. Im afraid weve disturbed Brother Xias drinking mood. How embarrassing! Come on, lets go have a few cups and make up for it. Consider this my apology to Brother Xia on behalf of Young Master Wang." The noble young master next to him was so scared that he didnt dare make a sound.
"Oh, I thought that little brat was relying on someones power, but it turned out to be you. I dont have time to drink with you, so get out of the way!" The rough-looking man shouted.
He immediately turned his head to look at Tun Qing and Shan, laughing: "I, Xia, admire those with backbone! You two, not bad! You dont have to give these two guys face, if he dares to bully you, just ask someone to pass on a message, come to my Black Armor Army, find me, Xia, Ill help you settle the score!"
As he spoke, this rascal picked up a piece of meat from the table of Xun Qing and others and threw it into his mouth.
"Hmm, tastes good! Ill help you out, Old Xia. No problem eating a piece of meat." This rough Han fellow laughed and said.
"My brother also despises those who bully others with their power. Here, have some food, elder brother, go ahead and eat." Teng Qing Shan said with a smile.
This rascal patted his nose with a smile, took a look at Tun Qing Mountain: "You little devil is interesting, huh, remember, my name is Xia Shuo! Go to the Black Armor Army to find me, and youll definitely find it!" Then he shouted loudly: "Alright, brothers, lets get out of here!" After that, this group of rascals walked out of the wine tower.
"Run!" The centurion of the city guard, looking somewhat discomfited, and the noble young master, hastily departed.
******
Inside the wine shop, it suddenly became noisy and chaotic.
Teng Qinghus eyes lit up, and he gazed admiringly at the burly man named Xia Shuo leading a group of people away. Turning his head to face Teng Qingshan, he said: "Qingshan, that Xia Shuo is indeed quite impressive! That whats-his-name, the hundred-man commander of the City Guard, was scolded and didnt even dare fart. Satisfying, satisfying!"
"After all, its the Black Armor Army!" Teng Qing Shan said with a smile.
The city guard, they just manage civilians.
The Black Armor Army is a reliance on the internecine struggle between sects and factions.
"Tomorrow is the day when Guiyuan Sect recruits disciples, tomorrow I will send my son to Guiyuan Sect!" As soon as the words left his mouth, some guests in the Moon Embracing Building started talking. "Spending some silver to get in is just an opportunity, it still depends on whether you can cultivate internal energy or not. If you cant, youll be kicked out of the sect!"
"Its not just about cultivating internal energy, but also having perseverance and enlightenment. Otherwise, it would be like that Second Master Wang, who can only bully ordinary people, but wouldnt dare speak up when facing a true master."
Listening to the guests in the wine house discussing.
Teng Qing Shan and Teng Qing Hu left the wine tower after settling the bill.
*****
That night, Teng Qing Shan and the two of them stayed in an inn because they would be entering the Guiyuan Sect tomorrow. Qing Hu was very excited and kept talking to Teng Qing Shan until late at night before falling asleep.
The next morning.
Teng Qing and Shan went to a guest house on the first floor and ordered some meat buns and two bowls of porridge.
"Green Mountain, yesterday we looked for a vacant room in the Guiyuan Sect and actually found 14 houses before finding one with an empty room. It seems that many people want to join the Guiyuan Sect this time." Qing Hu was somewhat excited.
"Its a lot!" Teng Qing Shan glanced around, the guests eating breakfast on the first floor of the inn were all armed, and at a glance, they were all martial artists. Probably all wanted to join the Hei Jia Jun of the Gui Yuan Sect.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
Eight people came down from the upper floor of the inn, all of them robust and strong. The first person had a cold expression on his face with two scars, carrying a thick battle knife that was six feet long on his back. The people behind him also held weapons in their hands, with gloomy eyes.
Heng Qing Shan could still smell a faint scent of blood.
These eight people ate extremely quickly, finishing a meat bun in one bite. They started later than Teng Qing Shan but finished faster.
"Were leaving!" The first man with a scar on his forehead stood up, and the other seven followed him.
"Green tiger, go, return to the origin." Teng Qing Shan also got up and just as he was about to leave the building, he finished breakfast and settled the bill. Teng Qing Shan and the others followed that group of people away.
Everyone has a surname, and other warriors in the inn also got up one by one and left the inn.
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Guiyuan Temple is located in the southeastern part of the city of Jiangning District and can be said to be a city within a city.
Because Guiyuan Sect recruited disciples and Heijia Army recruited soldiers on the same day, there were a large number of horses and luxurious carriages outside the main gate of Guiyuan Sect, which could be described as a sea of people and vehicles! Those gathered here were either wealthy and powerful nobles or formidable warriors, all entering Guiyuan Sect one after another.
"Want to join the Black Armor Army, go this way and take the entrance exam!" The Guiyuan Sect has a large number of disciples specially responsible for receiving guests. "Those who want to send their children to join the Guiyuan Sect, please go the other way!"
"Entering the sect assessment?" Teng Qing Shan and Teng Qing Hu also followed the crowd, advancing towards the Returning Origin Sect.
"I dont even know what the entrance exam is." Teng Qinghu muttered.
"Just go ahead and take a look." Teng Qing Shan said with a smile.
Along the bluestone-paved road, after walking for a while, I came to an open space. There were already hundreds of people gathered in this open space, all of whom had come to participate in the Black Armor Army assessment. They were almost all men, with only a tiny number of women.
"Those who want to join the Black Armor Army, follow the order, come here one by one for assessment!" A thick voice sounded.
Teng Qing Shan and his group immediately headed towards the center.
In the central open space, four black boulders of varying sizes were placed, with white brush-written characters on them, which read: 500 catties, 1,000 catties, 2,000 catties and 10,000 catties.
"Those who can lift 500 catties, can become an outer disciple of the Guiyuan Sect! Those who can lift 1,000 catties, are qualified to become a new recruit of the Black Armor Army! After another round of screening within the Black Armor Army, those who remain will be the soldiers of the Black Armor Army! Lifting 2,000 catties is for second-rate warriors, and they have the qualifications to compete for the position of Wu Zhang in the Black Armor Army! Those who can lift a giant stone of 10,000 catties are first-rate warriors, and they have the qualifications to compete for the position of Bai Fu Zhang in the Black Armor Army!"
Suddenly, on the scene, familiar warriors began to discuss quietly among themselves.
"Unexpectedly, the requirements for the Black Armor Army have been raised again. Only those who can lift 1,000 catties are considered new recruits. And they still need to go through internal screening..." Many people were discussing this in hushed tones.
Heng Qinghu let out a silent sigh of relief.
After Dengfeng Hu practiced the Tiger Boxing, he could lift a giant stone of 2,000 kilograms long ago.
"I didnt expect the assessment of entering the sect would be like this." Teng Qing Shan said with a faint smile.
A large crowd formed a circle, one by one entering the center to take the assessment. Teng Qing Shan was also in line at the back, watching others being assessed.
"Hey!" A sturdy man let out a loud roar and lifted up that 500-jin huge boulder.
"Is there anything else?" asked the disciple of Guiyuan, who was sitting aside and writing with a brush. The man shook his head and said: "A thousand catties, I still cant lift it."
"Hmm, this is your sign! Go wait over there first." Another disciple of the Guiyuan Sect threw a sign to the man.
"Haha, Im here!" A stout and robust man with a big head and ears threw the large iron hammer in his hand to the side, and it hit the ground with a loud crash. Then, he walked towards the 10,000-jin giant stone with his belly protruding, grabbed it with one hand.
"Hah~~" The stout man exerted his strength, and the ground shook violently.
The man lifted the giant boulder to his neck, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldnt lift it any higher. The stout man panted heavily and let out a few angry roars, but ultimately failed, letting out a loud crash as he dropped the boulder.
"Almost, unfortunately, a second-rate martial artist." The disciple of Guiyuan Sect who was writing asked, "Whats your name and age?"
"Zhū dà! Twenty-six!" The fat man picked up the large iron hammer, grunted twice, and muttered to himself, "My mothers place, raised at home, how cant it be lifted now?"
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