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Chapter 15 Other people’s words are but flies; the sword in your hand is the real thing!

Warrior?

Warrior!

These two short words are more powerful than thousands of swords.

Those gossipers who were just outside the fence and chattering away wished they could pick up needle and thread and sew their mouths shut.

They were also shocked.

"Didn't this kid from the Ji family just sell himself to the Lin family a month ago and have so little money that he can't even afford to eat?"

"Yes, yes, a few nights ago, when I got up to pee, I saw him swinging this wooden sword. Now, how can he be considered crazy?"

"This is a talent that is destined not to rot in the mud. Look, in just one month, it has taken advantage of the momentum!"

"I heard that the martial arts schools and boxing gyms in this county all emphasize 'learning for three years before passing on martial arts'. He has surpassed their years of hard work in just one month. It's incredible, incredible!"

Dusk falls.

The shadow of the man in plain clothes holding a knife was lengthened.

The villagers are short-sighted and only care about watching the fun. When they see someone gaining power and having the potential to become a master, they will not hesitate to give him crude and flattering compliments.

There was a lot of chattering, and when the news spread, they saw Zhang Liuzi helping Uncle Shuanzi, who was covered in mud and looked quite embarrassed, and they couldn't help but envy him:
"Zhang Laoshuan was lucky. He was protecting Ji Jiazi like this, and he just happened to see it."

"In the future, if the Ji family member becomes famous, he can become a manager or shopkeeper, with his own business and livelihood."

"This little Sixth Son, with a martial artist taking care of him, won't it be easy for him to get by in the future?"

"Oh, if I had known, I would have given you some advice just now."

"Hey, you? Seeing the kiln manager show up, I was so scared that my legs almost shook."

"There's only a fence between us, not directly facing each other. If you were asked to meet him face to face, you would probably be scared out of your wits!"

When these flattering and fawning words fell into Ji Xiu's ears.

But it couldn't make him feel the slightest bit excited.

He looked at the wooden sword in his hand, and then looked at Qiao Jin, the kiln manager, who was kneeling on one knee and covering his arm.

Slightly raise your eyes to the sky.

I finally understood what "fist is power" means.

He obviously didn't make any mistakes.

Just because she was just a slave, an orphan girl at home who could be bullied, and if she even slightly got in someone's way, she would be taken advantage of without any scruples.

If he hadn't fought hard to become Duan Chenzhou's disciple, learned the Tianhe Sword, and practiced diligently, turning a deaf ear to gossip, he would not have finally achieved the state of strength and broken through the Aojin Pass.
Today, after seeing this scene, would he have to kneel and lie in the muddy and dirty yellow earth after the autumn rain like Uncle Shuanzi and the manager of the kiln, and let people point fingers at him?

When the power of the knife flows through the muscles and bones.

The sallow face and lifeless pupils gradually faded away.

Ji Xiu took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became firm.

"Master Duan is right."

“The road is right under your feet!”

What others say cannot determine anything.

But the sword in your hand can actually change your life!
His look gradually changed.

The ruffians were so frightened that they scattered like birds and beasts.

There are no more constraints and obstacles.

Ji Wei hurriedly trotted over to Ji Xiu's side, tightly grasping the back of his shirt, her pair of sparkling eyes filled with admiration:
"Brother, you really did it!"

She didn't understand how strong a martial artist was, or how difficult it was to enter the state of strength.

but,
Every day and night of sword practice in the past season.

Sprinkled down by the soft moonlight.

Ji Wei hid beside the half-open door, and every day, she silently watched him hold the knife, unsheathe the knife, and swing the knife.

Repeatedly.

A person, wearing only a single layer of clothing, worked hard in the biting cold wind of late autumn.

The result fell into the eyes of others.

However, it is just a joke for those short-sighted people who don't understand the power of the game and gossip after tea, and they sneer at it.

But how is this possible?

It shouldn't be like this!

Fortunately.
Her brother, with this wooden sword he carved himself, proved that

His persistence is not in vain!
"If I owe the kiln's rent, I will pay it."

"But my sister is my only blood relative now, and you want to kill her?"

"Could it be,"

"Are you really bullying me, a mere 'horseman', who has no sword in his hand?!"

Ji Xiu glanced at him with a stern look. Qiao Jin endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and bowed, saying:
"A skilled warrior can break stones and shred them into dust, even with a wooden sword in hand."

"You stopped and saved my life. I have no choice but to accept this favor."

"Today, it was me, Qiao Jin, who started it all. I was so mean and said I would use your sister to pay off three taels of silver."

"Afterwards, I will personally offer you three ounces of apology."

"I accept this loss!"

At this moment, Qiao Jin felt mixed emotions and was burning with anger.

But his anger did not come from this 'Ji Xiu', but from the Lin residence!

He had some friendship with Manager Lin of the Lin residence. He said that this kid didn't have any special skills and had just sold his body to make a fortune of eight taels, so he was easy to control.

After the matter was done, he would receive another benefit. Moved by the thought, Qiao Jin made the trip.

As a result, he not only didn't gain any benefits, but also offended a ruthless guy who just crawled out of the mud!

Sixteen years old.

Enter the Jinguan!
If you want to use this as a means to sell yourself, how many wealthy and powerful people would be willing to give you some advice and appreciation?
No matter how badly you do, you are still better than him.

Find the fault yourself.

It’s really a long life, may the old man hang himself and live a long life!
"The steward of the Lin residence wants to control you, the groom."

"If you don't get into the spirit, you'll probably end up in a bad way. If I were you, I would take advantage of becoming a 'warrior' and find a bond to sell my body to get rid of this lowly family. That would be better than anything else."

He stood up with all his might, looking at Ji Xiu with great fear, but he didn't say anything harsh. Instead, he glared at the scoundrel behind him:
"Isn't this embarrassing enough? Why don't you apologize to him? Get out of here now!"

After saying this, he hit his head again, causing those cowardly scoundrels who bullied the weak and feared the strong to bow repeatedly and flee in a hurry.

Looking at the backs of this group of people.

Ji Xiu didn't try to stop him, his eyes flickered.

Although from then on, he was no longer afraid of revenge from these people.

But in the final analysis, it’s because his abilities aren’t strong enough and his background isn’t deep enough.

otherwise.
What worries?

The sharp eyes, like a knife, swept around the fence fiercely, causing the villagers to scatter like frightened birds.

Ji Xiu comforted Ji Wei.

Then he walked over to Uncle Shuanzi and Liuzi and took out the only remaining one hundred yuan bill:
"Uncle Shuanzi, you take it."

Zhang Laoshuan, whose face was covered with bruises from being scratched by a stone and bleeding, looked at the money and hurriedly pulled Liuzi back:

"You keep it, you keep it. Manager Qiao didn't use much force, so it's nothing."

Honest people are kind-hearted.

But I have been honest all my life and I shouldn’t be bullied.

Ji Xiu forcefully slapped the money into Liuzi's hand:
"Here, buy some medicine for my uncle's injuries."

"I, Ji Xiu, will pay you back more than this in the future."

His look left no room for doubt.

Liuzi had no choice but to look at Ji Xiu with gratitude, and hurriedly took his father home to apply medicine.

The farce was settled.

But the aftermath.
But it has just begun.

At this moment, the sky is gradually getting darker and the moon is hanging on the branches.

Ji Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the dilapidated courtyard in front of him which had returned to silence, and he was penniless again.

But his state of mind was completely different.

"Whenever,"

"We must not forget the foundation of our lives."

After a long while, Ji Xiu opened his eyes while looking up at the starry sky, and then picked up the wooden sword.
Unsheathed over and over again.

[Tianhe Sword Skills, Progress +13]

[Tianhe Sword Skills, Progress +11]

After entering the state of strength, you can temper your muscles and tendons, and gradually become more vigorous and powerful!

Wait until the night ends and the day breaks.

Ji Xiu exhaled lightly, and felt that after he had mastered the strength, his muscles, bones, blood and energy became much stronger than before without him noticing.

In the past, practicing 300 times a day was the limit.

but.
This time, it was just one night.

But five hundred knives have already fallen!
[Tianhe Sword Skill: (3501/10000)! ]

(End of this chapter)