Chapter 47 You Picked the Wrong Persimmon

  Although Liangshan is isolated and rarely heard, Leidong also knows about it. The new outer door disciples have two batches, the former centered on Liu Mingde, and the latter with Leidong as the leader.

  Lei Dong was born into the Lei family of Western Qin's Wulin aristocracy.

  It is said that this guy, when he landed, was not wailing loudly, but was coughing non-stop. He was born with a weak body and was basically a useless person. Before the age of nine, he was bullied by his brothers in the clan. After the age of nine, he suddenly demonstrated his martial prowess and defeated all his older brothers in the clan.

  At the age of eighteen, he is already the number one master of the younger generation in Western Qin State. His deeds have even been compiled into a novel by storytellers and spread everywhere, as if it were a motivational story about a useless person's struggle.

  Lei Dong and Liu Mingde are now both under the tutelage of Feng Laoxian.

  "It's me, Liangshan Bo, what advice do you gentlemen have?"

  "I heard that Xi Qin Shi Hu was killed by you?" Lei Dong said in a cold voice.

  Feng Kun's eyebrows slightly furrowed. These people didn't even call him "Shixiong" when they saw him, it was just a dispute between new outer sect disciples, and he didn't want to get involved.

  Recently, there has been continuous friction between Liu Mingde's group and Lei Dong's group among the newly admitted outer door disciples, and what they are fighting for is who is the boss among the newly admitted outer door disciples.

  All of these were clear to Feng Kun, and they had also come this way. The Holy Sword Hall turned a blind eye to such frictions, even with a hint of encouragement.

  "It wasn't me who killed the stone tiger."

  "Whether or not you killed him isn't up to you to decide, I heard you're the genius among that group of trash, already at the Foundation Establishment stage. Let's have a little spar." Lei Dong suddenly stared intently at Liang Shan, like a hungry tiger.

  From the bottom of his heart, Lei Dong had always looked down on Liu Mingde and those born into wealthy families.

  Many of these young people have been living in a world of knives and swords since they were ten years old. In their eyes, Liu Mingde and his peers are hothouse flowers.

  Lei Dong looked down on Liu Mingde, but he also knew that Liu Mingde was formidable. These days, Lei Dong had been looking for an opportunity, like two giant crabs staring at each other, waiting to see who would stretch out his huge claws first.

  Liangshan has no master to rely on, is a well-known object of oppression by the upper echelons, and is also in the foundation-building period, belonging to the previous batch. Undoubtedly, Liangshan is the best target for Leidong's exploratory attack.

  Lei Dong saw that several guys who usually surrounded Liu Mingde had also come over, feeling pleased with himself and wanting to show them how he would brutally beat up this guy.

  Liáng Shān's mouth was half open, revealing a shocked expression. "Dǎ dǎ shǒu?" He then smiled and said: "No need, I've long heard of Léi Dòng's great reputation, I'm willing to concede." Liáng Shān tried to use his old eighteen alleys gangster style to avoid the impending disaster.

  Lei covered his mouth with his hand and let out a light cough, and the people around him couldn't help but reveal their triumphant expressions.

  "The death of Shi Hu has nothing to do with me, we just come from the same place in West Qin and I have to ask for an explanation. Since Brother Liang doesn't want to help, then...". Lei Dong looked around and pointed to the ground, saying: "You kneel down and knock three times, this matter will be settled, and whatever happens, I, Lei Dong, will protect you!"

  Liáng Shān's eyebrows furrowed again.

  "Lei Dong, you want to fight? I'll fight with you!" someone in the crowd shouted.

  As soon as the voice fell, the people on both sides parted, and it was surprisingly Tuoba Qiurong. The ghost mask reflected the cold moonlight, and the chill was overwhelming. In Liangshan's heart, he suddenly felt a warmth, and there was still true feeling in the world.

  Lei Dong smiled and said, "Liangshan Bo, if you admit that you were deceived by Tuoba Qiurong, this matter will be over." As soon as Lei Dong spoke, there was a faint sound of laughter from the people around.

  This is saying that he was being controlled by a woman. What's wrong with that? Liangshan thought to himself, didn't he also come here because of his wife Zhu Qianyun's control? No difference at all.

  Liáng Shān was just about to blurt out "I'm the one being controlled by Tuòbá Qiūróng" when he swept his eyes around and found that there were suddenly so many people, all staring at him. Liáng Shān swallowed back the words on the tip of his tongue; in this era, if someone said they were being controlled by a woman, it would probably be very embarrassing.

  "Liangshan, don't be afraid of him, let's fight!" someone shouted. Liangshan took a look and saw that it was several guys who were usually close to Liu Mingde, with half their faces showing anger towards Lei Dong and the other half probably angry at themselves for not standing up for themselves earlier. Liangshan roughly understood what was going on and cupped his hands, saying: "Lei Shixiong, how do you want to fight?"

  "I won't deceive you either, I'll use the Fownu Fist."

  Liáng Shān nodded. The people around him made way, clearing a circle. Liáng Shān cursed inwardly, these onlookers were really enthusiastic, if there were drums and cymbals they would probably have started playing them already. Liáng Shān stood still, clasped his hands together and said: "Please spare me, Master Léi."

  Lightning flashed in his eyes, his body slightly crouched, and a sound similar to the lowing of an ox came from his mouth. The air around him rippled like water waves, and two huge ox horns suddenly formed on top of his head.

  Feng Kun was shocked in his heart, and Lei Dong was indeed called a genius among the new disciples. In such a short time, he had practiced the Fowniu Fist to this level, instantly communicating with the guardian god of Fowniu Mountain.

  Liáng Shān's gaze condensed, his body slightly crouched, one hand pressed down and the other probed forward - Fú Niú Zhuāng. The crowd in their ears then heard a "hum" sound, after a tremor of air flow, Liáng Shān's head also condensed into two cow horns.

  "Ah!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

  Although everyone who enters the Holy Sword Hall is a genius in the secular world, there are not many people who can practice the Fownu Fist to the point of unity of form and spirit like Leidong did in just one or two months. It's okay that Leidong can do it, but this guy was once the role of being bullied by his family members, turned over and became the master in just one year, and after trampling all over everyone, he easily became the number one young master of Western Qin. It's not surprising that some kind of miracle happened to him, but how did Liangshan Bo do it?

  How can a guy who spends his days attending classes and listening to music in his free time reach this level? Is it really possible that Shi Hu was killed by this guy? If so, then he's been hiding very deeply.

  "Hiss", some people even gasped in shock, while more people became excited.

  According to usual practice, Liangshan Duan doesn't have this level, but combined with his comprehension of "Plucking the strings", mountains have mountain ranges, and mountain ranges are like strings. Practicing to this realm is a natural process.

  Everyone was thinking, their eyes flashing, a light shadow with a fierce wind swept over, the thunder moved fiercely towards Liangshan, without probing, it was a mountain-shaking and earth-splitting crash, like a giant mad cow.

  Everyone's hopes for Liangshan were crushed immediately, no way, Liangshan is not as good as Lei Dong. This guy is too strong!

  Liangshan, who was in the midst of the battle, was not just facing a mad cow, but a group of mad cows. Even if he were an iron castle, he would still be knocked over by the opponent. What's even more terrifying is that Liangshan's communication with the guardian deity of Funiu Mountain was suddenly cut off, and his body began to tremble violently.

  Damn it, dodge! No need to get entangled with this guy. Liangshan moved instantly, his body flashed, and Lei Dong was like a head buried in the air, getting nothing.

  Tuoba Qiurong's eyes narrowed in suspicion, and Liang Sheng's footwork was indeed unusual. The words "unpredictable" and "unstable" were not enough to describe it. Even for himself, he couldn't lock onto it for a while. Onlookers like Feng Kun and other older disciples of the outer sect could all see that Liang Shan's footsteps were extraordinary.

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