Chapter Forty-One Reunion

  In the first round, Zhao Wei was a bit too confident, but he still managed to dodge his opponent's attack at the last moment. But this round... he didn't even have any chance!

  To defeat Zhao Wei, I'm afraid we'll have to use fire attribute power. But using local strengthening is already a risk, and using fire attribute power will likely stir up a huge commotion immediately.

  Moreover, after Zhao Wei knew his identity, he didn't show any hostility, which made Lin Feng's anger dissipate by half, and naturally, he wouldn't fight to the death with him.

  "Thanks, Old Zhao!" Fang Ba said in a low voice as he helped Lin Feng up and turned to face Zhao Wei.

  "It's nothing!" Zhao Wei burst out laughing, looking at Lin Feng with a smile. "Kid, you've got skills! No wonder you dared to challenge me. If an ordinary Seventh-Grade Tiger Fist practitioner were to encounter you, they might even be killed by you in secret! However, Old Zhao has been through hundreds of battles and isn't so easily dealt with."

  "Tomorrow is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and you still want to go head-to-head with me! I'm going to have a fierce battle with you, think about what the consequences will be? The opportunity to join the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry, it's only once!"

  Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. It turned out that Zhao Wei didn't want to fight him head-on because of this reason!

  Zhao Wei was indeed lenient with himself, otherwise the punch that landed on his shoulder would have shattered it, rather than just knocking him to the ground.

  This control over power was also something that Lin Feng admired. Although it was a full-force strike, in the end he had withdrawn most of his strength. This ability to release and withdraw at will was something that Lin Feng absolutely could not do.

  Fang Mou also burst out laughing: "Young man, you are indeed a talent. How far you can go in the military in the future, I, Old Fang, will be watching with great interest!"

  "However, your father's last battle that year was indeed full of doubts. The reasons behind it will probably have to be uncovered by you yourself! Actually, we don't believe Old Lin is a traitor either, and we hope you'll have the chance to prove his innocence and restore his honor."

  "Scram! Scram! You're just here to watch the ball, go drink now!" Zhao Wei shouted loudly, "You little rascals, all of you get out of here!"

  The knights laughed and left the big yard, walking towards the direction of the old soldier's bar. Zhao Wei and Fang Mo nodded to Fang Ba and also left the small yard.

  "Xiao Feng, you were really unwise to challenge Zhao Wei earlier!" Fang Ba shook his head and said, "I also forgot about tomorrow's test just now. If I had remembered, I would never have agreed to let you challenge him. Getting old is indeed making me a bit muddled!"

  "At first, he insulted my father, and as a son, I naturally stood up for him." Lin Feng sighed, "I didn't expect him to end up like this. Speaking of which, Zhao Wei isn't a bad person after all."

  "They're all comrades in the army, what bad people are there?" Fang Ba said, "The five major teams of Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry, although they don't get along with each other and have private fights, on the battlefield, they can still entrust their backs to each other. In recent years, the first and second teams have been fighting fiercely, mainly because of different views on the last battle your father participated in."

  "Right, Uncle Fang. What exactly happened back then? Why did my father lose his arm? And why was he so determined to leave Luoyun City?" Lin Feng asked in puzzlement.

  "Didn't your father ever tell you these things?" Fang Ba asked, taken aback.

  "No." Lin Feng shook his head, "Father just said that some things I will understand when I grow up!"

  "Right! Xiao Feng, this time you're back, what about your father? Has he returned?" Fang Ba asked hastily.

  "No." Lin Feng shook his head.

  Father's departure, Lin Feng felt a little strange. So he didn't want to say too much about the details either.

  Fang Ba nodded and looked at Lin Feng with a serious expression: "Xiao Feng, it seems that the things of the past, your father didn't want you to know! So this matter, don't ask about it anymore! Obeying one's parents' orders is the way of being a good child!"

  "But..." Lin Feng said hastily.

  "Xiao Feng! The matter back then, all those who knew about it were silenced by the Sect Master. Even I don't know the truth of what happened, let alone others. There are many rumors circulating about this incident, and the more you listen to them, the more confused you'll become." Fang Ba said solemnly, "If you really want to know, you'd have to ask the Sect Master himself! Only the Sect Master knows what truly happened back then."

  "Ask the master of the sect?" Lin Feng bitterly smiled.

  "That's not impossible either. When you have enough power, you'll have the opportunity to stand in front of the sect master, just like your father did back then!" Fang Ba said, "Xiao Feng, you're still young and your future is boundless. Who can say clearly what step you'll take in the future? Your father was known as the Iron Blood Hundred Warriors, maybe one day you'll be an Iron Blood Commander. As long as you have enough power, finding out the secrets of the past will be easy!"

  "Yes!" Lin Feng nodded. Indeed, in this world, only those with sufficient strength could gain others' attention and see a broader world. Without strength, everything was empty talk.

  When he saw Lin Feng nod, Fang Ba finally put his mind at ease. Looking at Lin Feng, who had grown into a sturdy young man, Fang Ba sighed and said: "At that time you left, you were just a little radish head, in the blink of an eye eight years have passed, and you've become so big! I didn't expect you to still be able to recognize Uncle Fang, haha! Little Feng, today we must drink to our heart's content!"

  "Definitely!" Lin Feng also smiled and said. Seeing his father's old friend from back then, he was also truly delighted.

  ……

  Veterans Bar

  Fang Ba and Lin Feng sat at a table, surrounded by five robust young men who were the same five veterans of the First Brigade that Lin Feng had defeated earlier.

  These few people were originally thought by Lin Feng to be bedridden for at least ten days and eight months, but unexpectedly they recovered so quickly. Thinking about it, the heavy cavalry of Xuan Jia has its own masters who can use yuanqi to heal wounds, such as the knight captain "Zhang Shu" who healed himself in Heishi Town that day, or Lin Heng before he was injured.

  A master of the eighth level of Tiger Fist can use yuanqi to heal others. This healing technique is naturally not as good as Zhuque Wanxiang Gong, but it also has a great effect. Like the five people in front of me, although their broken bones cannot be restored, other injuries have already disappeared without major problems.

  "Five uncles, Lin Feng has been rude today, I hope you can forgive me!" Lin Feng picked up a cup of strong liquor, nodded to the five men, and then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. The strong liquor felt like a knife cutting through his throat, causing Lin Feng's face to turn bright red, and he couldn't help but let out a loud cough.

  "Haha!" The five of them also burst out laughing.

  "Xiao Feng, you little scamp! The wine in this old soldier's bar isn't that easy to drink. You dare to drink like this on your first try? Don't you value your life!" Fang Ba laughed and scolded.

  "I am truly apologizing to the five uncles." Lin Feng continued, "Today's matter, is really an apology to several uncles."

  "This little injury doesn't count for anything." The scar-faced man, Tong Meng, laughed loudly and said, "Let's drink a couple of cups, and it'll be fine immediately! We're extremely happy to see that Lin Heng's descendant has achieved such accomplishments. Brothers, don't you agree?"

  The other four also nodded in agreement, smiling. Another one laughed and said: "Wangfeng Road 301 is Lin Heng's old mansion. Since Lin Heng left, our squad hasn't let anyone live here, no matter who bought it, they were all driven away by the brothers. After our squad left Luoyun City, we five retired old guys took over this task. Now that you're back, Xiaofeng, we can finally put this task down, haha!"

  Everyone burst out laughing. Lin Feng then accompanied a few people and started drinking freely in the bar.

  Lin Feng had never been here before, he lived in Luoyun City before the age of six, and his father had never brought him here. Now he also understood why his father didn't bring him here at that time, this was indeed not a place suitable for children to come.

  Dozens of rough and boorish men in the army gathered together, discussing mostly vulgar topics, boasting about their bravery in certain aspects, and seducing several virtuous women. The female waitresses who came and went had fiery figures, twisting their buttocks back and forth, being touched by the big men at will but not caring.

  These men, except for the old fellow from the Rongjun Institute, were all knights on leave from the Second Squadron. As they caught sight of Lin Feng's gaze sweeping over them, each one raised their cup in a toast.

  They also saw Lin Feng's previous move, and the military respected the strong. Lin Feng's previous performance showed that he was also a strong one. So he naturally got everyone's respect.

  Respect and admire the strong, this is the creed of Xuan Jia's heavy cavalry from the very beginning.

  The bar's patrons came and went, but by the afternoon, a dozen or so robust men had arrived. As they entered, the patrons' gazes converged on them, their faces breaking into playful smiles, with some even boldly whistling.

  "These don't seem to be from the Second Squad." Lin Feng said.

  "These are certainly not the strongest of the Second Squad, they can't even give face." Fang Ba smiled and said, "These guys, are all from our First Squad, those knights who are relatively weak in combat and might be eliminated."

  Lin Feng nodded, also understanding.

  He naturally knew the rules of the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry, which replenished a batch of people every year, but the number was always five thousand. These quotas were partly due to some Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry knights being killed in battle, and partly due to the elimination of weaker knights.

  A knight with relatively weak martial arts, needs to compete with the boys who participate in the test. If successful, he will still stay within the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry. If failed, he will have to retire.

  This kind of retirement is different from Fang Ba's successful and famous retirement, and it is not respected by other Xuanjia Heavy Riders. Although they can choose to stay in the Imperial Academy or take up official posts, which can be said to be worry-free, but for the Xuanjia Heavy Riders who value honor, it is no different from the greatest shame.

  The heavy cavalrymen valued the strong, and these weaklings naturally didn't get enough respect in this old soldier's bar. Although they were also from the First Squadron, Fang Ba and others didn't care about their interests either.

  These dozen knights also disregarded others and just gathered together drinking heavily.

  Lin Feng no longer paid attention to these people and continued drinking, incidentally also learning a lot of information about the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry.

  For example, Ye Zi's message!