Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 35
He went directly to the village's hometown, and quietly discussed with the village elder for a long time...

This time the Huang family suddenly launched an attack, not only Wu Dong and his younger brother were caught off guard, but the neighboring villages also suffered.

The villagers are required to pay more land rent taxes, and the good days are numbered.

The point is, the guy who attracted the attention of the Huang family, or some members of the Huang family, to Pomiao this time was the village ruffian who had been severely repaired by Wu Dong before.

The culprit was in the village, and he was magnanimous enough not to trouble the village.

Don't doubt, Wu Dong definitely has the capital to turn against the neighboring villages at this time.

The village elder was obviously quite aware of this, so he readily agreed to some of Wu Dong's conditions that could be fulfilled without being excessive.

After doing these things, Wu Dong returned to the ruined temple, and rushed to the town with a large number of wild animals to send them to the restaurant.

"You boy, this is..."

The shopkeeper of the restaurant was a little surprised, and came to inspect these fresh wild animals in person, not understanding why Wu Dong sent so many in one go.

"Haha, Chinese New Year is coming up in a few days, and I just need to clear out the inventory in my hand. This time, I plan to exchange money directly!"

Wu Dong chuckled, and the explanation he gave was quite reasonable.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant didn't doubt it either, and simply handed over silver and copper coins.

With the payment in his arms, Wu Dong didn't stay longer in the restaurant, he just said goodbye and left to stroll around the increasingly noisy streets.

I'm afraid that after the Chinese New Year, he will have to leave here, so he just happened to take a good look around while there is still time left.

At this moment, there was a burst of applause from the corner of the street...

Curious in my heart, I went over, pushed aside the crowd outside, and saw a tall and strong man performing hard work there.

This is real hard work!
I saw this fellow squatting on a horse Ningli, and standing behind him was a young man, holding a solid wooden stick in his hand, he was hitting the back of the strong man with one stick after another, full of excitement.

For a while, the dull beating sound of bang bang bang continued.

Seeing such an astonishing scene, and hearing the dull sound in his ears, Wu Dong couldn't help but feel his teeth ache, and even felt pain when he heard it.

But the brawny man didn't change his face, his heart didn't beat, and even his breathing rhythm didn't change, as if the stick wasn't hitting him on the back.

Hard work master!And he is also a master of hard work who has achieved success in body training!
Subconsciously, he made a judgment. The tall and strong man who was squatting on a horse was definitely a master of hard work with real materials.

In the arena, [-] clubs were beaten in a row, and the strong man squatting on the horse did not change much. On the contrary, the young man who was beaten with a stick was so tired that his forehead was sweating and he was panting heavily.

"Okay, okay, I admit that you have real kung fu!"

The guy suddenly threw the stick in his hand, then took out a few copper coins from his pocket, and threw them into the plate in front of the strong man on the squatting horse with his face full of pain.

The onlookers applauded repeatedly, but unfortunately very few were willing to take the initiative to pay for the reward, obviously intending to vote in vain.

On the plates in front of the strong man, there were no more than a dozen copper plates in total.

Wu Dong frowned slightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

As a martial artist, seeing a master of hard skills perform so poorly, it is inevitable to have some inexplicable feelings of "the rabbit dies and the fox is sad".

As far as this guy's performance is concerned, Wu Dong's hard work is hard to beat.

Obviously, this is also an out-and-out master of external skills.

Judging by his body size, if his external skills were equally powerful, his force value would definitely be far higher than that of Wu Dong at his peak.

Among other things, he had come into contact with the strongest internal martial arts master in his previous life, that is, his mentor martial artist during his time in the outer sect.

Don't look at the person who was slapping with a wooden stick, he was just ordinary young and strong, but the slapping power of the wooden stick with all his strength was definitely not just for fun.

For example, the yamen servants in the yamen rarely have strong martial arts, most of them can only use some superficial moves, and at most they are stronger than ordinary people.

But when they beat prisoners with water and fire sticks, if they really wanted to be ruthless, a normal young man could be killed with just five sticks.

The Wusong cattle in the Water Margin can't stand the beating of the water and fire sticks in the prison city.

"Friends who passed by, if you think my performance just now is not bad, please give a money show to those who have money, and a personal show to those who don't, thank you!"

Just when Wu Dong was thinking about things, the strong man squatting on the horse got up and cupped his hands and yelled at the crowd. The mandarin with Shandong accent was very characteristic.

It's just a pity that those who are willing to tip have already thrown copper coins just now, and the rest of the onlookers are just free voters, and they all scattered away after seeing this.

Even the young man who just held a wooden stick and slapped the strong man's back continuously felt ashamed and slipped away quietly.

I don't know if he is used to such a scene, but the strong man put on his clothes silently, and carefully picked up the plate on the ground.

At this moment, a sudden gust of strong phoenix hit, and went straight to the strong man's chest.

The burly man frowned slightly, and stopped in mid-air with his suddenly raised thick palm, allowing a sudden punch to hit his chest.

boom!
After a muffled sound, the strong man didn't move at all. On the contrary, Wu Dong, who was attacking with a punch, was knocked back three steps by the strong counter-shock force from his hand.

That's right, it was Wu Dong who made the sneak attack. Seeing Lie Xinxi, he wanted to test it out and see how strong this strong Shandong man was.

As for the possible serious consequences, such as encountering a strong counterattack from the opponent, he didn't care much.

The Shandong brawny man in front of him has amazing hard skills, and his skills must not be bad.

With such strength, he is willing to make money as a performer, which shows that his character is definitely not bad.

Otherwise, relying on his martial arts to bully the weak, he can easily make a fortune, so why do he need to live and sleep on the street as a performer?

At the risk of injury, he could only get a dozen or so copper rewards at a time, and he could accept it silently without fear of words.

Ask yourself, if Wu Dong can't do this, he will definitely think of 'robbing the rich and helping the poor'.

It won't harm ordinary people, but it can't be regarded as a sunny way.

What's more, the strong Shandong man in front of him didn't show an angry look or directly yell at the crowd of onlookers who were doing nothing for nothing.

Either they have long been used to it, or they have a calm mind, I think they have both.

In this way, Wu Dong made a surprise attack, confident that it would not cause serious consequences.

Besides, he himself was well prepared. If he really encountered a thunderous counterattack, he was confident that he would be able to retreat in time.

However, this possibility is unlikely. Since the strong Shandong man in front of him chooses to perform on the street, he obviously won't easily offend the local snake.

Before the situation is clarified, it is estimated that it will not be easy to go all out.

In addition, when he heard the mandarin speaking in Shandong dialect, Wu Dong had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't know if this was that person.

(End of this chapter)