Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 179 Reaching for the Stars, Stealing the Knife

"I heard that you have a cicada-winged sword. It has an unmatched sharp edge. It is a sharp weapon in the world. I am eager to get it. Tonight, I will take advantage of the opportunity to get it. You will be elegant and elegant, and you will not let me go back and forth in vain. 'The Thief' Sikong Zhaixing respectfully .”

Ma Kongqun returned to the hall in Yangcheng, and the deacon in charge of the hall, Yun Tingjin, sent a piece of gold-sprinkled letter with a sad face, with these lines of words written on it.

He was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Where did this letter come from?"

Yun Tingjin's face flushed, looking both ashamed and angry: "I don't know when this letter was stuck on my back, I only noticed it after someone else reminded me. The signature on the letter is 'The Thief' Sikong Zhaixing, but I have never heard of this person before, and I don’t know what kind of monster he is.”

Ma Kongqun flicked the letter with his fingers and said with a smile: "It seems that he is a newly debuted person who wants to make a name for himself based on my reputation."

"This guy really doesn't know how to live or die!" Yuntingjin was immediately furious, with a murderous intent on his face.

He is also a kid from the ranch, and he has always loved Ma Kongqun like a father and brother, and respected him like a god. Now that he heard that someone wanted to damage his reputation, he was even more angry than when he was teased just now.

Ma Kongqun waved his hand and said: "On the rivers and lakes, the waves behind the Yangtze River have always pushed the waves ahead. The reputation of the older generation is destined to be the path to the sky for the younger generation. As long as he has this ability, it is not a bad idea to fulfill him."

Yun Tingjin asked: "How does the hall master plan to deal with this matter?"

Ma Kongqun said leisurely: "Of course I opened the door to greet the thief. Please come."

It was night, and Ma Kongqun really made people open the doors everywhere, especially the doors and windows of the hall where he was.

He sat calmly and calmly on a grand master's chair in the front of the hall. The "Cicada Wing Sword" had been unsheathed and placed on the table next to him.

At this moment, everyone else was ordered by him to go back to their rooms to rest, not even the night watchman was left alone.

Only Yun Tingjin stayed in the hall to accompany Ma Kongqun, but he looked a little restless. He would wait and see if he heard the slightest movement, always holding a pair of iron pens tightly in his hands.

Ma Kongqun shook his head, called him to sit on the chair next to him, and said with a smile: "Ting Jin, you still need to practice your energy cultivation. Now the Cicada Wing Knife is here, and the most urgent thing is to make an appointment to pick it up at midnight." It’s only the Sikong Zhaixing who made the promise.”

Yunting Jin was a little surprised: "It's my subordinate who lost his temper."

Then I tried my best to calm down, and gradually became much calmer.

Unknowingly, the night was getting darker, but Sikong Zhaixing never appeared.

Finally, three sounds of drums, three sounds of gongs, and a call from the watchman came from a distance: "It's three o'clock at midnight, everything is safe!"

Yunting Jin first became nervous again, holding the judge's pen and standing in front of the table with the "Cicada Wing Knife" on full alert.

After waiting for a while, and seeing that there was still no movement, he immediately relaxed, turned back to Ma Kongqun and smiled: "It seems that this is just a prank, I don't know if Sikong Zhaixing..."

"Ha..." A chuckle interrupted his words, and the words that followed made his expression change drastically, "Sikong Zhaixing is here!"

A figure appeared at the door of the hall like a ghost.

He was wearing black night clothes, and even his face was covered with a black scarf, leaving only a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

"Hall Master, the 'Cicada Wing Knife' has been dropped!"

When Yun Tingjin saw that the man was holding a long black soft sheath knife with a white jade handle in his hand, which was exactly the same as the "Cicada Wing Knife" on the table, he immediately exclaimed in horror.

The man held the long knife in his hand and bowed slightly, his voice containing indescribable pride and joy: "The promise has been fulfilled, let's say goodbye!"

Before he finished speaking, the person still kept facing the hall and ejected with his back, as fast as a star ball jumping.

Ma Kongqun seemed to be stirred by an unknown fire. He slapped his palm on the table and sneered: "Stay!"

The figure bounced off the chair and shot towards the door.

The moment Ma Kongqun was about to walk out of the door, Yun Tingjin behind him suddenly showed a strange smile, threw away the judge's pen and grabbed the "Cicada Wing Knife" on the table. Unexpectedly, just as his fingers touched the handle of the knife, he suddenly felt a burst of feminine force, which caused several of his acupuncture points to close. He was immediately frozen on the spot, unable to even move his fingers.

"Oops!"

His body could not move, but his mind was extremely clear. In an instant, he understood that Ma Kongqun must have seen the flaw, and was waiting for him to show his weakness.

Previously, he seemed to be angry and clapped his hands on the table, but in fact, he attached a palm force to the "Cicada Wing Knife" but did not trigger it. It only exploded when he touched it.

Such brilliant eyesight, such deep scheming, such superb martial arts, it is simply... simply terrifying.

"Death to the little thief!"

The Ma Kongqun that was raking outward suddenly stopped, turned around and strode towards the hall, let out a loud shout, raised its hand and slapped the head of "Yunting Jin" with a palm.

"Lu Xiaoji, help!"

"Uncle, please show mercy!"

"stop!"

Three calls from two men and one woman came at the same time.

A figure passed through the window next to him. His movement was as fast as lightning. Almost at the same time as the sound was transmitted, the figure also reached the side of "Yunting Jin". He exerted all his strength and raised his palm to intercept the right palm of Ma Kong's group.

The man in black who had fled backwards threw down the "Cicada Wing Knife" while speaking, and raised her hands together. Silver light flashed in the air, and there was a chi chi sound. Dozens of bright embroidery needles came out from her hands, stabbing each side of Ma Kongqun's back. Key points everywhere.

With a loud "bang" sound, Ma Kongqun first slapped the person who came out halfway.

He used some real skills and skills in this palm strike, and it was all done with fierce force. The man's body was shaken violently, his chest was filled with blood, and he fell to the ground unsteadily.

Then Ma Kongqun didn't look back, and raised his left sleeve backwards. The cuff of the sleeve created a strong gravitational force like a black hole. The flying embroidery needles were like a swarm of bees returning to their nest, and they burrowed into the sleeve one by one without making a sound.

"I knew it was you, the brat who caused the trouble!"

Ma Kongqun laughed loudly, raised his hand and slapped the man on the ground on the head. This palm did not use any internal force, but the force was really strong. He hit the man whose buttocks just left the ground and sat back down again.

He quickly sat down on the chair again, looked at the man in black outside the door who was hesitating whether to leave or stay, and said with a smile: "The little girl's flying needle is good, but the 'magic needle' Mrs. Xue's younger generation?"

The person sitting on the ground was none other than Lu Xiaofeng. He stood up dejectedly, bowed his hands to Ma Kongqun with a frown and said, "I've met my uncle."

The man in black outside the door also walked in. He took off his face scarf to reveal a face as beautiful as a spring dawn flower. His two big bright eyes looked at Ma Kongqun with a little awe.

Lu Xiaofeng introduced from the side: "Uncle, this is Mrs. Xue's most beloved granddaughter, Ms. Xue Bing, and she is also my nephew's... good friend."

Ma Kongqun saw that although this girl was tall and graceful, she still had a childish look on her face. She was only thirteen or fourteen years old at most. When he looked at Lu Xiaofeng, he looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a look of contempt for a scumbag.

Lu Xiaofeng blushed when he saw him, but she pointed at "Yunting Jin" who was still frozen in place and said: "This is another disciple my master took in the Western Regions, Sikong Zhaixing. He returned to the Central Plains to be with his nephew in recent years. We recognize each other, not many people in the world know about him now."

Ma Kongqun snorted coldly, but without seeing any action, a warm breeze blew over Sikong Zhaixing's body, unlocking the sealed acupuncture points on his body.

Sikong Zhaixing raised his hand to wipe off the disguise on his face, and there was a slight ringing in his joints. In an instant, he turned into a person whose appearance and body shape were not even remotely similar to that of Yunting Jin.

With full reverence on his face, he bowed down to Ma Kongqun and said, "My nephew Sikong Zhaixing has met his uncle."

(Thanks to book friend Qingyun for his generous reward)

(End of this chapter)