The air in the tavern had solidified, and the coldness after the boiling covered a corner of the boxing area. No one moved except one.

Stepping—Black heavy leather boots were stomping on the wooden floor, and the sound of footsteps sounded. The coolies couldn't help but retreat, and the young warrior was getting closer and closer...

"Did you say it?" The short-haired man walked to Cha Jun's face and raised his eyebrows seriously. Cha Jun immediately took a step back in a dodge, his fierce aura faded, and he was so stupid that he didn't know what to say. He immediately heard the man ask again: "Is it true!" Cha Jun's face turned red and white, and he hesitated: "Yes, it was me who said, but I... Master Warrior, I just..."

"Then I'll give you a chance." The man interrupted his vagueness and pounded his chest hard, making a sound of collision with steel. The cloak seemed to be covered with armor, "I'll fight you."

A fight?! Cha Jun felt like falling into an ice cave in an instant, his lips trembling and thinking about what to say; all the coolies behind him shut up, fearing that they would be implicated and fight with the warriors? Are you looking for death? The temperature on the bar was rising rapidly, and Xin Lie couldn't stop his competing thoughts. The man continued, "Head, body, as long as you hit me, you will win." He took out a or two gold from his cloak and threw it to the ground.

Da! The gold fell heavily beside the drum purse, as if it emitted a dazzling light. Several coolies swallowed quietly. If they win, they would be developed. But even if they have money, they should have life to spend!

Cha Jun naturally knew this, so he took a step back and repeatedly refused: "Mr. Warrior, I said casually... I was drunk, I went crazy! Martial Arts..."

"You have no choice." Before the man calmed down, he suddenly shouted: "Take it!"

The warrior had to follow the words. Cha Jun bit his teeth a few times and gradually became a ruthless force. So what about the warrior? Maybe he is really not as good as him, and it is not difficult to hit a punch, right? After all, he has rich experience in boxing and has the strength, Cha Jun suddenly kicked his feet and rushed forward, "Ah--"

It was impossible to see so fast. The man had raised his right hand and grabbed Cha Jun's fist in a flash. Crack! Cha Jun, who was rushing forward, could not move forward half an inch, and stopped like a stone statue! He had not even felt pain, and the coolies had not reacted yet. The man pulled his hand and Cha Jun then turned to one side, fisting out, hitting Cha Jun's stomach!

Pang! The fierce bully flew out like a kite and hit the wall heavily. The shaking wooden wall panels suddenly appeared, and the undry blood flowed into it.

"Wooah, ah..." Cha Jun's face was twisted by the huge pain, and he fell down softly, lying next to the tall and thin coolie like mud. Sweat came out from his forehead, and blood flowed out from his nose and mouth. His internal organs seemed to be broken. Compared to the pain, his fear of death suffocated him even more!

Just one punch! The coolies' scalp were numb, and they had goose bumps all over their bodies due to fear. Several minions who had shouted the loudest before were weak and trembling, and they were about to stand steadily. This guy is indeed a warrior...

"What's wrong? What's wrong!? Please give me some peace, what's the fucking argument!"

A cursing sounded, and the tavern owner Zhang Kai walked out of the back hall with a wine jar. His nose was covered with heavy heat and his face was fierce. The birds were making noise all night long, making a fuss! That person was... When Zhang Kai saw this scene, he saw the man with a cloaked silver sword on his waist, his mouth widened even wider, and his jagged yellow teeth were completely exposed, but he couldn't speak.

A weapon that only warriors can possess! Warrior? That young man is actually a warrior!? God, grandma, a warrior came to the tavern!!!

With a "bang", the black porcelain wine jar fell to the ground with clear wine flowing all over the ground. Everyone seemed to have not heard of it. Only the man shook his head and said softly: "It's a pity that a jar of fine wine."

Zhang Kai hurriedly looked at Xin Lie, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense, but he was clearly asking: "What's going on with the damn thing?" Xin Lie did not notice his wink, ignored him, and still stared at the situation in the field.

"Mr. Warrior, Master. Please spare your life!" Suddenly, a short and thin coolie broke down. He cried and wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy. His trembling intensified. The others also rushed to cry and beg for forgiveness, and their knees became a whole: "I was wrong, I stumble!", "It's all Cha Jun, it's all him! I didn't say it.", "Let me go..."

Looking at the faces that were even more timid than mice, listening to the words without dignity, the short-haired man frowned in disgust and impatiently, saying, "Enough." The words that were not light or heavy made the entire tavern quiet. He said seriously, "Go all together, otherwise I will kill you."

What!? The coolies were scared by this and almost lost their souls, but they heard the words clearly without missing a word and all of them were put together! Otherwise... the warriors said the same thing! The coolies looked at each other, knowing that there was no possibility of victory, with the intention of being beaten up, they stood up one after another, shouted and rushed towards the man, "Ahhh--", "Ah--"

Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! The man swung several times, and the coolies were knocked away one by one and landed on the ground with screams. After a few moments, the coolies were all covered in pain, rolling around on the floor, obviously all injured.

Whether Zhang Kai, Xin Lie or other sailor customers, they were stunned. No one could punch a young warrior.

"Only the weak will bully people who are weaker than themselves." The man looked down at the coolie on the floor, as if he was mocking himself, as if he was criticizing, and as if he was praising: "The strongest, challenge the stronger." He bent down, picked up the gold and purse, and continued, "The boxing technique I practiced is called "Chongniu Fist", but it was not useful at all, and it did not use any of the energy of heaven and earth."

His words were clear and powerful, and every sentence was heard into everyone's ears. If the real warrior power was used, how terrifying would it be!? The scared coolies just wanted to get out quickly; and when Cha Jun saw his wallet being put into his cloak, half of his death still felt hatred in his heart, damn it, damn...

"The glory of warriors cannot be tainted." The man waved his hand and said calmly: "You go, but I will come to Good Town. If I know who you bully and what you say next time I come... I will not let you go."

The coolies were afraid that they would make mistakes. They received "You go" as if they were amnesty. They endured the pain and ran away. Only a few people did not forget to shout happily: "Thank you, Lord Warrior, for your life!", "Thank you, Lord Warrior!"

Cha Jun crawled up with his bow and stood up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and immediately fled from the tavern. After walking a few steps, he fell down. He struggled to get up and continued to escape with trembling steps. The few slapped minions had long run away; the tall and thin coolie who had just woken up also fled in a hurry.

They have really seen the power of warriors today. Perhaps this is why warriors can walk sideways in the pirate streets, Gude Town, and the whole world; it is also one of the reasons why warriors are unpopular. Cha Jun's words before were enough to give any warrior a reason to kill them all.

Looking at the coolies who had their shoes gone out of their way, the short-haired man did not look happy or satisfied at all. He sighed softly and murmured to himself: "I have worked hard all day and spent all my money on drinking and punching, why bother?"

The man turned around and saw a young man of his age standing not far in front of him. The bartender clenched his fists with his hands, his eyes firmly, and a suppressed fighting aura emanated from his body. The man shook his head and walked straight back to the table, "I won't fight you." Xin Lie blinked his eyes and asked, "Why?" The man said softly and strongly: "Because you have no hope of winning. The strong know themselves, know their shame, and be brave; the weak are overestimated and die without understanding."

Although Xin Lie didn't read much, he could understand this sentence. He felt a lot in his heart for a while. He knew that the young warrior was telling the truth.

"Mr. Warrior, do you have any instructions..." The boss Zhang Kai pushed Xin Lie away and walked up with a smile on his face. His yellow teeth were smiling brightly, but his forehead was sweating profusely. Fortunately, the man seemed to have a good temper, and he said, "I just want to drink."

"Yes, yes, yes! We have a lot of good wines, rice wine, ale wine, black bean wine... You can do whatever you want." Zhang Kai quickly replied, as if the warrior man had just entered the store, and he winked at Xin Lie again. Don't neglect the warrior! Don't get angry!

The wine bowl was empty, and the man ordered a small jar of ale wine. Zhang Kai naturally quickly served the wine, but it disappointed him a little. The warriors did not bring any customers. On the contrary, no matter whether they were coolies or sailors, they quickly checked out and left, and did not dare to drink with the warriors. Soon, there were only three people left in the tavern.

"My name is Xin Lie." Xin Lie walked to the table again, looked at the man who drank bowl after bowl, and said, "Thank you for your help just now." He paused and added, "Actually, I'm not afraid of them, but I don't want to gamble." The man looked up and looked serious, which made Xin Lie stunned and said, "I didn't help you, I'm just maintaining the glory of the warrior." Xin Lie nodded, not knowing what to say: "Oh."

This warrior feels unapproachable. Even if he had the idea of ​​asking for something in his heart, Xin Lie couldn't speak. He was about to turn around and go back to the bar, but the man suddenly asked, "I heard from them, do you want to be a warrior?" Xin Lie stopped, did not hide anything, and nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

"Then why not?" The man's expression became more and more solemn, and he said seriously: "They asked, 'Has anyone ever heard of coolie becoming a warrior?' I have heard of it." Xin Lie's eyes lit up, his heart beat faster and faster. The man suddenly smiled and said, "My grandfather was a foot-powered man at the beginning, and he became a warrior with his own efforts! Work hard, maybe one day in the future, your grandson will also be in a tavern to maintain the glory of his father."

"I know." Xin Lie's breathing was a little rapid. The man looked at him and said, "My name is Sota."
Chapter completed!