A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

In the middle of the two waves, there are two teenagers with bare-handed and bare-handed fists, one is obese, but the lower plate is stable, the punching and kicking between Kong Wu is strong, it was Han Li's old friend Wang Da Fat. Don't look at the body fat hand is not weak. As the mouth drinks, every punch punches out, it must pull up the whistling fist, the wind is brisk; the other is a short man, the action is agile, like a guinea pig, he does not go to recruit Wang Da Fat's fist, it just seems to want to exhaust Wang Da Fat's strength, and then play the Jedi fight back.

Han Li is naturally inclined to see friends in the field and try martial arts manually.

After watching for a while, seeing Wang Dafat still maintained a rapid momentum. Han Li, although not much kung fu, also knew if he would fail for a while, so let go of his heart.

He looked around and wanted to ask someone what happened.

Not far from his tree, by a rock, there was a teenager looking and scratching with his hands and mumbling in his mouth: “Hit him in the head and kick him in the waist. Oops! Almost there! Yeah, yeah, kick his ass, harder..."

The teenager looked at him with a dazzling glance and said in his mouth.

Listen to his tone, it looks like he's on Fatty Wang's side.

Han Li thought the man was a little funny, so he slowly swallowed up from the tree and walked up to him.

“This brother, do you know all the people on the field? Why are they fighting?” Han Li looked faithful.

“Don't you have to ask, do I know anybody? Of course they are for... Huh! Who the hell are you? How come I've never seen you before, just getting started? No, it's half a year before the new disciple gets started. Who the hell are you?” The man was just a little confused to answer him, but suddenly realized he had never seen Han Li before and immediately woke up.

“I'm Han Li, a very brave friend of Wang Dachu's.” Han Li gave a serious answer.

“Wang Dachu's best friend? I know all his friends. There's no one like you!” The man is still alert.

“Oh, I've been closed in one place for years, haven't been out for a long time, and it's normal that you don't know me.” Han Li said half true and half false.

“Really, you were also a disciple who came in four years ago. I really didn't expect that there was someone in the mountains who didn't know me.” The man glanced at the clothes he was wearing and seemed to believe what Han Li had said.

The man chatted with Han Li again, and he couldn't bear to go to Han Li Dao for the reason of the competition.

“This brother, you don't know, this is all caused by the Red Face disaster, this is coming from...” This little Abacus really deserves to call himself MasterCard. Fifteen hundred and ten told Han Li the details of the whole story.

Turns out, the story starts with two people. One is Wang Dachu's cousin, who is a king, and one is Zhang Changgui's son, both of whom are Qixuanmen disciples, but one is an external disciple and one is an inner disciple.

Although they live in the same town, they would not have been interwoven. It was all caused by another girl, a man from another town, who had given her the prince since she was a child. But a while ago, when the girl went out, he was seen by the elder son of Zhang, who had passed home. As a result, under the money offensive of elder man Zhang, the girl, along with her parents, fell, and the person was promised to Zhang Changgui, and the royal bounty was returned. The woman is poor and affluent, so she promises others. This nightmare has taken a heavy toll on the king. The king has already fallen in love with this girl. After learning the news, she will die all day. In the end, she really didn't want to drive, she jumped into the river and died.

It would have been a tragic story, but it was over.

But Wang Dafat, since he was a child, wanted to be good with his cousin, listened to this matter, of course he wouldn't stop, found Zhang Changgui, to fight him, the loser had to pour tea to the other party, kowtow to admit mistakes.

Zhang Changguixin was arrogant, but knowing that Wu Gong was a little worse than Wang Dafat, he asked his friends to participate. He had to play more than a few games, and with the overall result, he decided to win or lose, and Wang Dafat said yes. Then Zhang Changgui fought for more money, a lot of silver, everywhere to find good help from the rich family, and Wang Dafat, although not rich, had a wide range of people in the same door, made many middle and lower level friends, and there were many good martial arts people volunteering to help.

As a result, many of the same people who heard about their rivalries also came to watch, help and form a well-positioned, hostile fire scene.

From the teenager's tone, Han Li heard that the contradiction between the rich disciples and the lower disciples now seems to be greater.

A contest actually attracted so many people to watch Auxiliary Powers.

“You also help Wang Dafat, if they don't follow the rules, we will go together and beat the shit out of them youngsters, so that they will never bully us again.” The boy's mouth never stopped from the beginning.

Han Li smiled bitterly. What does the contradiction between the two parties have to do with themselves? It is also difficult to say who is against whom the water is. After years of practice and sitting, the previous hot blood impulse has been almost abraded. Besides, I have never practiced boxing and foot weaponry martial arts. I can't beat any of my ordinary colleagues right now. After watching the martial arts, let's honestly go back to the valley.

“Yes!” Suddenly, the teenager's face was delightful and screamed.

Han Li listened and looked back into the field. Turns out that Wang Da Fat's opponent still couldn't wait until the end. He couldn't avoid Wang Da Fat's fist for a moment. He was punched in the head and passed out.

Some of the people suddenly shouted "OK” and others turned ugly.

Wang Dafat was proud of his face. He hugged his fist around him and then shook his big ass. He swayed back to his side, completely disappearing from the harshness of the trial.

Zhang Changgui's side also walked out of two people and dragged the unconscious disciple back to his side.

Then, each side walked out, one with a knife and one with a sword.

They also seemed to have a fiery temper and did not speak, raised their weapons in their hands, and clanging bells struck.