Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 650 Next, there is a fight
"When Ma Xianhong went out, there was indeed one person whose reaction was different from that of an ordinary person, but he was playing with his phone the whole time and did not follow him."

Liao Zhong has already taken Ma Xianhong away, and Lin Caixin is responsible for observing the movements around.

Previously, fellow brothers and sisters from the Tang Sect had all gone to Biyou Village together, and they all knew Ma Xianhong.

Feng Qin did not hide anything. He met Tang Wenlong and others in the past few days and told them all the problems he was facing.

The more people there are, the easier things will be, just like now.

Lin Caixin was responsible for tracking and immediately found someone who looked like he was from Yaoxing Society.

"Didn't catch up?"

It seems that Yaoxing Society no longer has the energy to allocate to the Tang Sect. All they can do is send a few people to monitor it, and that's all.

After a while, Tang Wenlong also walked over slowly with a mobile phone in his hand.

"I snatched the man's phone. He was too weak to lock the screen in time."

"Brother Long...what if I hit the wrong person?"

Lin Caixin vaguely remembered that the mission was just to follow the suspicious person and there was no intention to take direct action.

"This concerns the safety of Brother Xianhong. If I made a mistake, I can apologize later."

Tang Wenlong is no longer at the stage where he would first consider morality and then his bottom line before taking action.

Now, he only considers one thing: how to do this thing to best ensure that the goal is achieved.

Grabbing the phone and checking whether the incoming call is from the so-called Yaoxing Society is an easy and direct approach. If you track the other party, not only will the other party reveal their flaws, there is also the risk of being discovered.

Feng Qin gave him a thumbs up and said, "Well done, it should be this hard."

So what if they really hit the wrong person? After all, we are a big sect, so it’s not right to bully honest people.

Lin Caixin glanced at the two of them, silently took a step back, and kept a distance from the villain.

"I'm not that bad. Think about it, the other party is an alien, but he is sneaking around our Tang Sect. Even if he is not from the Yaoxing Society, he may be sent by someone else. It is very likely that he is not a good person."

Feng Qin scrolled through the chat history. This phone only had a call record for one phone number. The last call was made fifteen minutes ago, when Brother Long snatched the phone away and the call was disconnected. At that time, Ma Xianhong had just gone out.

Indeed, there is a high probability that it is correct.

Call.

The other party picked up the call immediately, but there was no sound.

It was so quiet that not even the sound of breathing was heard. Obviously, they were only responsible for answering and conveying the calls, and did not give these subordinates the authority to communicate directly with Qu Tong.

But this is better, Feng Qin simply said:

"If you continue to pester me, I don't mind adding to your current troubles. If we can call a truce, I will no longer interfere in matters related to the Jiashen Rebellion."

After saying that, the other end didn't answer and just hung up.

Double full hands are really useful.

Just brainwash a group of people, and you just need to stay behind the scenes, and it will be easy to set up any scheme.

"Do we still need to protect Xianhong?"

Lin Caixin didn't understand what Feng Qin said on the phone, but she roughly understood that it was a warning.

"No need, he is a man who can rival all the major leaders. Even I can't hurt him."

The power of the weapon refiner lies in the fact that before the magic weapon is broken, the old master's attacks will cause zero damage.

Not to mention, it only takes Ma Xianhong a few minutes to make a magic weapon, and refining it only takes a touch.

If Lin Caixin goes there, he will be a burden. It is better to let him go alone.

Lin Caixin was obviously very weak but overly worried. She hesitated every step and finally said reluctantly: "Okay, let Xianhong go alone. Sigh... I'm so worried. What if we're not here and something happens to him?"

"..."A group of top disciples came over here when Lin Caixin was struggling, including Han Yin.

Zhang Wang was not lying. With the amount of Qi in his Dantian, he could easily do many things that others could not do. Even with the same Qi poison, others could only make it appear in their hands at the beginning, but he could rely on the sufficient amount of Qi to throw it out directly.

After Feng Qin saved his hands, his talent was fully demonstrated. In just two years, he reached the top. If Feng Qin had not been there, he would have been the most talented among the new disciples.

"Aqin, today the teacher asked us to come here for sparring."

All the top disciples were present, even Tao Tao, who had become a half-disciple of the acting teacher, came to the scene and looked at the forest in front of him without any surprise.

It is a bit big, but for Tang Sect disciples, they only need to practice a few times to remember most of it. After practicing for a few months, they can even walk with their eyes closed.

What made her curious was not the venue, but the fact that this competition was organized by Feng Qin.

Everyone came here for the name Feng Qin. During the organization's practice, this name became a kind of word of mouth. As long as Feng Qin was involved, it would definitely be very different from ordinary practice.

In response to everyone's words, there were twenty or thirty helmets displayed behind Feng Qin. Although they were called helmets, they were very light, with only a few leather straps securing a round pair of sunglasses that just covered half of the face.

As for the effect of wearing it, from the disgusted expressions of Toby Tao and Lin Caixin, we can tell that it is quite ugly.

"Do we have to take this with us?"

Looking at the helmets that Feng Qin distributed one by one, Tao Tao wanted to give them a try, but he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

"Yes, and you have to sign an agreement before you wear it."

The table has been set, and on it are formal contracts.

"Are you worried that we'll get hurt? What's there to sign? Just get hurt, it's a common occurrence."

Yuan'er lifted the hem of her clothes, revealing two scars on it. "These are all caused by accident during sparring. Everyone has some scars to a greater or lesser extent."

The Tang Sect's martial arts were rather brutal, and even when sparring with restraint, injuries were unavoidable. As a top disciple, this was commonplace.

Feng Qin spread out the contract and said calmly, "It's not a disability contract, it's a death no-liability contract."

"..."

With just one sentence, all the top disciples in front of him became speechless.

"Will sparring... kill people?"

Feng Qin glanced at everyone present, "I never said that this is a competition. I will arrange a fixed venue for everyone and an enemy who will never hold back. If you want to complete this trial, you either die or kill the opponent."

He spoke calmly, but the disciples in front of him broke out in cold sweat.

People have talked a lot about these two people killing people, but it has never been so real.

"What are those enemies..."

"Why? Could it be that the other party is from the Tianshi Mansion, the Wang Jiafeng family, and wants to take your lives, and you still have to be cautious?"

"..."

Feng Qin said coldly, "Nonsense, who cares who is on the other side? If they are going to kill you, then of course you have to fight back!"

"But... this is just a trial, isn't it too..."

"Then put down the helmet and go back to playing with the stakes."

"..."

Everyone was used to Feng Qin's easy-going and joking appearance, but it was only when they saw the hostility and fierceness in his eyes that they reacted.

The junior brother in front of me was trained in fighting.

Once his face turns cold, it's like there's a bloody smell lingering around, making people feel nervous.

(End of this chapter)