The Tiqi from Beizhen Fusi also have a high threshold.

First of all, we must have a good family, and there must be no criminals in the three generations of our ancestors.

Secondly, military households and civilian households are given priority.

Refugees, servants, and lowly servants without household registration are not allowed to be selected.

Then, test your martial arts foundation.

Only those who have achieved success in external training, can break wooden stakes with strength, and can make a sound with strength can be considered qualified.

Therefore, you can enter Beizhen Fusi and work as a Tiqi.

Either there is a family tradition of martial arts to lay the foundation, or you can learn from a martial arts school in an outer city.

"Ji Jiulang, why do you have to force the brothers to fight! You don't have a head and six arms, how many people can you beat?"

While the leader of the burly man was speaking, he had already rushed over to kill him.

The burly figure was so strong that Yun Ying's robe was about to collapse. Under the force poured into his fist, a hint of crimson appeared faintly.

Looking at his moves, it's not the Hundred Step Fist and Air Splitting Palm, but an extremely sharp grappling hand!

"I want to hit ten!"

Ji Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth and put on a posture.

The original person did not know many martial arts, except for the "Iron Cloth Shirt" passed down from his family, and two low-level martial arts from Beizhen Fusi.

However, Ji Yuan is different.

In his previous life, he graduated from the police academy, put aside the compulsory martial arts boxing, and also learned the Eighteen Black Dragon Skills!

It happens to be a grappling technique too!

"You are so talented but you dare to do the same thing!"

Ji Yuan rushed forward and attacked first, attacking first.

He turned his left palm and pushed away the sturdy arm of the tall man.

The tyrannical strength of the steel and iron bones is not afraid of any external martial artist.

The shock immediately caused the opponent's figure to shake and his lower body to become unstable.

Ji Yuan saw the opportunity, and the five fingers of his right hand were like hooks, pouring strength into it.

With a "swipe", the air is ripped open and used as a hood!

This time, it was like a blue dragon probing its claws, caught off guard and extremely ferocious!

Before the burly man could react, he only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and even a piece of flesh from his belt was torn off!

The bones are visible deep and the blood is flowing!

You know, among all the boxing techniques, capturing is the most vicious.

He often cripples people's hands and feet and hurts people's vitals.

The Black Dragon's Eighteen Hands is a set of grappling boxing techniques that the military has summarized after years of experience and actual combat.

The inferior martial arts learned by the sturdy man were simply crude and full of flaws in comparison.

So he was knocked down without even passing a single move.

"Brother Lei!"

Someone roared and rushed forward with red eyes.

He was directly knocked away by Ji Yuan's palm, and his whole body hit the beam, causing dust to fall down.

The steel and iron bones are really unstoppable!

"Who else?"

Ji Yuan destroyed the two Tiqi with one move. The anger in his heart was vented a little, and he scanned the surroundings with a pair of cold and stern eyes, like a fierce hawk.

"Stand shoulder to shoulder! He doesn't dare to kill Tiqi!"

Xu Xian, who was leaning against the door, felt a chill coming down his back, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Two fists are hard to beat with four hands. They can't beat us! My injured brother, I'll pay for his soup and medicine!"

He did not expect that Ji Yuan, who was only fifteen years old, would have the courage to fight against a crowd, and the ferocity to see blood when he strikes.

As soon as Xu Xian finished speaking, two figures swooped forward, one from the left and the other from the right.

"Don't you dare kill?"

Ji Yuan sneered and stepped forward.

He straightened his body and hit Tiqi on the left sideways. His fist was like a big spear, cracking the opponent's sternum.

Then he made a mistake with his foot and bounced back to the right.

Two fingers were slightly bent and pressed on the man's face.

The movements were hard and fast, poking in and buckling outward.

"Ahhhhh!"

The shrill screams echoed through the house.

"This move is called Two Dragons Seizing the Pearl. Who among you wants to try it?"

Ignoring the horrified looks of others, Ji Yuan calmly wiped off the sticky blood on his hands.

He threw the pair of badly broken moves on the ground and crushed them with one foot.

Tiqi, whose eyes were poked blind, was so painful that he rolled on the ground and wailed endlessly.

For a moment, no one answered.

"Mr. Xu Qi, I want to know how much money you can afford to pay for the soup and medicine?"

Ji Yuan stood in the center of the room, his stern young face full of relaxation, like a veteran soldier who had experienced battles and killed people and cut grass.

The remaining Tiqiu retreated one after another, not daring to take another step forward.

"General Qi...he is too fierce, let's retreat!"

Someone said timidly.

Heilongtai is so famous that everyone in the world knows it.

But that refers to the eagles and wolves who come and go like the wind, patrolling the world.

Rather than being an incompetent lackey who stays in Tianjing City and exploits the neighbors.

In front of me was Ji Jiulang, who was chopping melons and vegetables, and was able to defeat several Tiqi with his razor-sharp skills.

In the eyes of everyone, he exuded an extremely strong and vicious aura.

Before, they thought Ji Yuan was a lone sheep and he was a pack of wolves.

Unexpectedly, it turned around.

"How can a fifteen-year-old be so cruel!"

The other Tiqiu all had similar questions in their minds.

"Kiuro, how about we sit down and have a nice chat? We are all colleagues of Beizhen Fusi. We can't meet each other without raising our heads. There is no need to hurt the harmony."

Xu Xian softened his tone and stopped shouting about beating and killing.

He is at the internal level, so if he lets go and fights with Ji Yuan, he may not have a chance.

But the commander-in-chief was too precious about his life, and he witnessed the terrible tragedy of several brothers being bloody and bloody.

I have lost my courage a long time ago and don't even want to pull out the knife anymore. How can I still raise my fighting spirit?

"Mr. Xu, do you think there is a good table, chair and bench in this room?"

Ji Yuan's eyes were sharp and his tone was cold.

"For all the losses at home today, I promise someone to compensate you according to the price... no, multiple times to compensate you, Jiulang!"

Xu Xian deserves to be the most capable and flexible person in Fusi, Beizhen.

The dignified general flag lowered his posture to the Tiqi under his hand, and he was not afraid of being laughed at.

"There is a rule in my hometown in Liaodong that if someone borrows silver, if he owes ten taels, he must pay back 12 or 30 taels."

Ji Yuan's eyes were as calm as water, he raised two fingers and said:

"You tried to kill me twice at Yongding River Wharf. You colluded with the Cao Gang and asked Luo Lie to hurt me with an iron sand palm. This was the first time.

Today, Mr. Xu, you led a group of Tiqi brothers and broke into my house. When the coercion failed, you became murderous. This is the second time.

It's like saying, you owe me two lives.

How should we repay this? Does Mr. Zongqi know it well?"

Xu Xian's forehead was bursting with veins, and it was extremely humiliating to be ridden on his head by a little Tiqi.
To be continued...