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Chapter 66
No one expected that there would be people haunting this uninhabited deep mountain.

According to the country's requirements, warriors try not to get into a fight with each other in front of ordinary people, so they came to negotiate in this uninhabited place.

The tall man narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Chen Le said with a smile: "I came to the mountain to collect herbs and passed by. I heard you guys talking about work here and applying for war qualifications. I am short of money, so I want to give it a try. I am not deliberately going against you. ha."

The tall man almost believed it when he saw that the Polygonatum odorifera and Ganoderma lucidum were still in Chen Le's hands. It didn't look like they were just pretending to be temporary.

But when I heard Chen Le said that he wanted to compete for the martial arts tournament qualifications, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This Chen Le is thin and young, and he doesn't have the demeanor of a master. He doesn't look like he can fight at all. To put it bluntly, not to mention competing with martial arts masters like them, even athletes may not be able to defeat him in a one-on-one fight.

As for why Chen Le appeared in the mountains, the tall man knew that Chen Le came to the mountain to collect medicine. Remembering that there had always been people collecting medicine in the mountain, he probably thought that this young man was one of them.

The tall man shook his head and said:
"It turned out to be a herb collector who knew nothing about the world."

"Herb collector?" The girl asked, wondering why a young man appeared in this inaccessible place.

Uncle Zeng endured the pain and whispered:
"Herb collectors are people who specialize in collecting herbs in the mountains. They are good at mountain climbing, have good endurance, and some have some skills. The risk of collecting herbs is not small. These people are exchanging lives for money. Maybe this young man is also a herb collector. I guess I heard about the employment fee and wanted to take a chance.”

"After all, what we earn in one month may be enough for them in a year."

The girl seemed to see that Chen Le's face was a bit innocent, much better than the two senior brothers who used various methods to intimidate and induce. She couldn't help but ignited a glimmer of hope and asked: "What about their average kung fu?"

Uncle Zeng shook his head and said:
"Even if you are younger and have more advantages in foreign martial arts, you have to be at least 30 years old to master it. Not to mention that the real masters all have a breath of Zhenqi. But who among those masters is not already 50 or [-] years old? The boy is too young."

The girl sighed softly.

How could there be magic weapons descending from heaven and resurrection from the dead in this world? It was just a fantasy. How could such myths and legends exist in reality?

The girl sighed and advised: "Sir, this is not something you can participate in. Don't act rashly or lose your life."

Chen Le was a little anxious: "Are you discriminating? Two old men can get through, but I, a handsome young man, can't?"

Seeing that Chen Le was a little ungrateful, the girl frowned slightly:

"I'm trying to persuade you because it's for your own good, but you still fight? This is not a world you can get involved in. If something happens, you will regret it."

Although the short man was silent, there was a look of disdain in his eyes.

Seeing Chen Le's eagerness to show off his strength, the tall man almost laughed out loud. He felt like he was watching a child eager to show off his fists.

He was tall and had a long arm span. He stretched out his hand and broke off a branch and said:

"It doesn't matter if ordinary people don't know our methods, I'll spare your life."

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and the branch shot away, passing by Chen Le's ear. There was only a slight difference, and it was nailed to a thick tree behind Chen Le. It made a sound of wood hitting, like hitting a big tree. above the clock.

The thick tree was shaken swaying by the beating, and the leaves fell rustling.The branch was nailed to the trunk and was half-deep.

"Are you OK!"

Uncle Zeng first exclaimed, and the branch went straight towards Chen Le. Uncle Zeng almost thought that the tall man was going to kill someone.

Seeing that Chen Le was fine, just wiping his hair and passing by, the branches were deep into the trunk, and Uncle Zeng's eyes almost fell out!
"Is this An Jin?"

"I didn't expect that I would actually fight against an Anjin master today!"

Uncle Zeng had cold sweat all over his back!

There are no more masters of Anjin in Hannan than two hands. Among the masters of Anjin, there is no one who is not at the top of the tournament, aloof and unshakable.

Any master of Anjin, even if he has just reached the realm of Anjin, is enough to kill his Uncle Zeng, a young martial artist with a talent for Mingjin, with one hand.

No wonder this tall man could defeat him in three moves. He was the legendary master of dark power!
Uncle Zeng said with lingering fear:
"Hannan Province is really going to change, niece. Maybe it's not a bad thing for us to withdraw from the tournament. This is an opportunity for some people, but for us, this may be a disaster."

"We are a small family and a small business. We just have to stick to our roots. If your father knew that you were in danger, he would have asked you to give up."

Then he bowed to the two tall and short men and said:

"I was really offended just now, please forgive me!"

The tall man had a look of pride on his face.

The short man never bothered to talk to these mortals, he held his head high and snorted coldly.

The Hu Hemen came to participate in the martial arts competition because the ancestor said that there are gods in the sky, and he asked them to seize this chance if they have the chance.

Therefore, they were prepared to establish their own power in the mortal world in order to trace the origin of the fairy song. The system of this martial arts tournament was just right for them.

Chen Le didn't know why Uncle Zeng was so shocked when the tall man threw a wooden stick. This was just a very common technique. Back then, he could break concrete with a piece of paper in the teacher. This wooden stick was thrown into a tree trunk. Li is too weak.

He touched his head and asked: "Is it necessary to show off one's skills in order to compete for qualifications?"

The tall man frowned and looked at Chen Le. If he hadn't been merciful just now, this boy would have been pierced by the branch. How could he dare to say such a thing.

Then he opened his brows and figured it out.

Oh, maybe it was because I was too soft just now. The young man didn't even know that he had been through the ghost gate, and he thought that his skill was very ordinary.

Thinking of this, the tall man said solemnly: "It stands to reason that you can go back and forth in this deep mountain alone. You already have martial arts skills. As a martial arts practitioner, you must abide by the rules of the martial arts world. It doesn't matter whether you live or die in the competition! I just let you go. Yima, why don’t you get out of here, do you really want to die?”

The girl was also anxious. Uncle Zeng was so afraid of the tall man, which showed that the man was really capable of killing with just one hand.

According to the rules of the martial arts world, even the officials will turn a blind eye and will not investigate. If the young man is really killed, his death will be in vain.

The girl said anxiously:

"You don't understand anything, stop talking. Just leave! It's too late if you don't leave."

Chen Le shrugged and said, "I really don't understand. Everyone is asking for money. Why can't I ask for money?"

Seeing that Chen Le was indifferent, the tall man was about to make a move to teach Chen Le a lesson.But Chen Le picked off the leaves attached to Huang Jing, and then shot it with a snap of his fingers.

The leaf turned into a black shadow and flew away in an instant. It brushed the edge of the tall man's hair and sank into a thick tree. The tough trunk was directly pierced, leaving only a small hole. Then it continued unabated and crashed into the tree. On a tree behind, there was a thud, the trunk almost broke, and leaves rained down.

(End of this chapter)