Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 170 At the beginning of the auction, compete for knowledge!
There was a wave of autumn wind, and with 4000 taels of silver in his pocket, the bidding for alchemy cheats was basically safe.

Back at his residence, Lin Bei was very satisfied.

"There is no need to go out during this time, just wait for the auction to start!"

Lin Bei hid the money and continued his practice.

There are too many strong people in Linjiang City. With the strength of the third level of dragon veins, he can only be regarded as an ordinary master. Facing the big forces in the city like the two clans and the nine gangs, basically he can only temporarily avoid the edge.

But it also aroused his fighting spirit and made him more motivated.

For the matter of cultivation, one piece is one piece.

Although Lin Bei has never given up on his daily practice, he has never been under any pressure and stimulation, driven by his belief in becoming stronger.

Now that he has two great enemies, his practice is even stronger!
"The Bai family! Hong Gang..."

Lin Bei's eyes flashed a touch of coldness!
Without the Dragon Vein Pill, his cultivation has slowed down, and now he can only concentrate on practicing "Five Whips of Lightning".

""Five Whips of Lightning" is not far from reaching the peak of the seventh level, and it is estimated that it will break through in a month..."

"As for "Gui Yi Xuan Gong", there is no body quenching elixir or body quenching powder to help, and the progress of cultivation is only slightly faster than "Lightning Five Whip"..."

Lin Bei's body exploded like lightning, his fists, palms, elbows, legs, knees, and shoulders turned into weapons, and any random blow would cause an electric explosion.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Electricity exploded, continuous, dense and short, making one's scalp tingle.

……

Hong Gang is a sub-rudder.

"Made! Who did it! Who did it!!"

The rudder master Fang Chang was furious, and the wine bowl and wine jar fell to the ground. The ground was covered with broken tiles, and the wet wine covered the ground with a layer of water stains.

"Who the hell dares to fight against my Hong Gang and my Fang Chang! Who the hell—"

Fang Chang was furious and cursed, his whole face twisted.

"Check it out, check it out for me, I'm going to screw his head off and kick him like a ball!"

Fang Chang roared at his subordinates.

"Yes!"

All the subordinates were already trembling with fright, for fear of being harmed by the angry helmsman, they wished to run away, and at this moment they all retreated in unison.

The whole room was emptied in an instant, only Fang Chang was left lying on the big tiger-skin chair with gloomy eyes.

"Who could it be, who could it be... Black Tiger Gang? Nuhai Gang? No, I haven't offended them recently, and they've been busy recently, so they don't have time to fight Hong Gang!"

Fang Chang rubbed his forehead, feeling a little headache.

Although the Nine Gangs formed an alliance and stood up to each other with the two clans, in fact, the internal struggles were extremely serious, and frictions would arise from time to time.

"By the way! Zeng Cang and Lin Fan! The only ones who have enmity with me recently are these two people. Who could it be, Zeng Cang? Or Lin Fan?"

"Zeng Cang has never been found. I don't know where he hid. He couldn't find this kid. Could it be that he has left Linjiang County? Could it be him who did this?"

"And Lin Fan, Bai Wenxuan, the young master of the Bai family, visited him a few days ago. I don't know why, and what did the two sides talk about... Until I have made clear Bai Wenxuan's attitude, I can't do anything to him for the time being, unless I have The evidence is here!"

When Bai Wenxuan visited Lin Bei, it is unknown what the two sides talked about, but his attitude made Fang Chang dare not take action against Lin Bei easily.

Unless there is evidence to prove that Lin Bei robbed them of their money, then he can use the evidence to ask the head of the gang to arrest Lin Bei, and then confront Bai Wenxuan.

Although it is a mixed gang, the fact that it is easy to do things by occupying a rational word has not changed.

But the premise is that the Bai family's attitude towards Lin Bei is not strong enough. If it is necessary to protect, even if they have evidence and occupy Dali, the Hong Gang will still have nothing to do with the Bai family.

"Damn! Aggrieved!"

Fang Chang stood up abruptly, and slapped the long solid wooden table in front of him into two pieces with one palm, sending sawdust flying.

The money was robbed and his subordinates were killed. Although the loss was not too great, the key was that the murderer could not be found, which made him extremely aggrieved.

"Find Zeng Cang first, I will tear him into pieces!"

Fang Chang roared angrily, venting the grievance in his heart.

Before he figured out Bai Wenxuan's attitude, Lin Bei couldn't move for the time being, so he could only keep targeting Zeng Cang.

……

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

"Lightning five consecutive whips are still a little bit short, and they can break through..."

Lin Bei stomped suddenly, his fists, palms, elbows, knees, and shoulders all moved together, and a series of dense electric explosions erupted almost at the same time, making one's scalp tingle.

"The auction is about to begin!"

Lin Bei received his power, his eyes showed a trace of expectation, his facial muscles squirmed a few times, and his appearance changed in a small range.

"Returning to One Mysterious Kung Fu" is a body-training exercise that, when cultivated to a certain level, can control the physical body freely, and the changes in the muscles, bones, tendons, and veins can reach a height that ordinary people can't match.

Lin Bei has not yet reached such a height, and he is still unable to change his facial muscles at will, but he can still do superficial peristalsis.

In this way, the appearance of the whole person changes slightly, and it is difficult to recognize without careful inspection.

He went out from the backyard, turned around along the alley, and after making sure that there was no tail, he headed towards the Hongliu River again.

The auction was held on a building boat in the Hongliu River, but it was in the middle reaches, the river road in the center of the city.

The river here is vast and the water is calm. Large and small boats dock or drift slowly in the river.

There are brothel sales caves here, and the charming face in pink, black and red dresses has attracted countless dignitaries to compete.

At the auction of the Hundred Treasures and Pavilions, the elixir and martial arts attracted a lot of warriors and rich families to compete for bids.

In addition, there is also a martial artist competition, which is a bit similar to an underground boxing match, but there are more rules, and it cannot hurt people's lives.

It is possible to gamble with each other, or with the host of the competition stage, the winning and losing prizes are different, and it is allowed to discuss, providing an entertainment platform for many militant warriors.

It can be said that Linjiang City's martial arts leaderboard basically comes from here.

In fact, there is no specific ranking for this kind of combat power list. It is normal for it to change every day and every hour. It belongs to word of mouth and chat after tea.

But being able to be talked about by people when chatting, saying that a certain person can be ranked in Linjiang City by saying that a certain person defeated a certain person, this is enough for those well-known warriors to gather here.

After Lin Bei came here, he first criticized the enchanting seafood merchants in pink dresses and red dresses on the brothel, and then set his sights on the competition stage.

This is a platform built in the middle of the river, shaped like a gossip, about several feet wide, surrounded by several building boats, surrounded by spectators.

Fruit and melon plates, tea and pastries were placed, and rows of warriors pointed at the central competition platform, and there were shouts and cheers, as if they were watching a play.

And in the center of the fighting arena, the two fighters fought fiercely, with fists and palms interlaced, strong wind howled, blood gushed wildly, and the fight was inseparable.

There was another person standing on the fighting platform, staring at the battle between the two with a focused expression, obviously a referee.

(End of this chapter)