Chapter 301 Entering the Camp

The old man in golden clothes sneered and rushed towards Fan Peiyao.

Fan Peiyao shook her head and her bright eyes regained some clarity. She flicked her hand and the big bowl shot out, making a whining sound with astonishing power.

The old man slapped the big bowl open with one palm, and the wine splashed onto his brocade robe. He had already arrived in front of Fan Peiyao, and with a cruel smile, he raised his palm and slapped her Tianling Gai.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and a palm suddenly appeared, slender and white, as gentle as jade.

With two palms intersecting, the old man swayed and took a step back. Before he could regain his footing, he kicked off his feet and rushed forward again, taking down Fan Peiyao's Tianling and insisting on killing her.

Fan Peiyao wanted to resist, but her body was weak and powerless, so she could only watch helplessly.

Li Muchan sighed and stepped forward to greet him again.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the old man in golden clothes took another step back, his face flushed, and he stared at Li Muchan.

He has a square face, a broad mouth, slender eyebrows and a pair of piercing eyes. Although he is an old man, he has a formidable aura and is somewhat more energetic than a young man.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "How could you be so holy as to do such an evil thing?"

"Monk, stop meddling in other people's business!" the old man in brocade clothes said coldly.

Li Muchan blocked Fan Peiyao and sighed: "Alas... why bother with so much entanglement? The matter is over, it's time to let it go!"

"You——!" The old man's expression changed.

Li Muchan said: "Taibai Village has been destroyed. Killing people will not help. Besides, it was your fault in the first place. You are doing the first grade and others are doing the fifteenth grade. I have nothing to say, so let's forget it."

The old man said coldly: "It's easy for you to say!...Huh, destroy my foundation, this hatred is irreconcilable!"

Li Muchan's face sank and he said coldly: "So, you must take revenge until death?"

"Not bad!" The old man hummed.

Li Muchan took a step forward and sneered: "Well, I have a share in this matter, come on!"

The old man waved his hand and hummed impatiently: "Little monk, you are no match for me, get out of here!"

"Really?" Li Muchan smiled slightly, stretched out his palm and said, "Then give it a try!"

The old man sneered: "I wanted you to live longer, but you asked for death yourself, so you can't blame me!"

He punched out and decided to make a killing move, repeatedly ruining his good deeds. This little thief deserved death. His eyes were fierce and murderous as a knife.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and two people rolled in from the window. They were the two old men from before. There were blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and they were already injured.

Although this is the first floor, the foundation is extremely high, similar to the second and third floors of an ordinary restaurant. Anyone without qigong skills will definitely die if they fall.

Although the two were injured, they used Qinggong when they were in danger, and their internal organs were like knives. They endured the pain and fell to the ground. They adjusted their breathing for a moment, and then jumped up to protect the young lady.

Mr. Fan was kind to others, but he could not complete the task, but he had the wrath of thunder, and they were deeply afraid of him.

As soon as the two people came up, they immediately pounced on the old man in brocade robes, like crazy tigers, extremely angry.

The old man in brocade robes was dressed in makeup by the head of the Taibai Village. He sneered, and the punch he punched at Li Muchan suddenly changed, hitting one old man, and then punched out with the other hand to face the other old man.

"Bang" came two muffled sounds at the same time. The two old men staggered back and bumped into the table. Li Muchan stretched out his hand to hold down the table to stop the movement.

The two old men were almost lying on the table, the plates were full of hot vegetables, their backs were full with clothes, and oil stains were dripping down.

Blood gushed out from the corners of their mouths. They straightened up and jumped out again. At the same time, they shouted: "Miss, leave quickly!"

Fan Peiyao's eyes were bright and clear, but her body was not under control. She looked at the two old men in a hurry, her lips were trembling, but she could not say a complete sentence.

Seeing this, Li Muchan sighed with emotion. Even though the two old men were very arrogant, he couldn't stand by and just pick up a chair and throw it out because of this desperate energy.

"Crack!" The boss smashed the chair with his palm and stepped forward.

Li Muchan threw out another chair, which the two old men were sitting on before. The master's palm split it open again and turned into pieces, which showed the domineering power of the master's palm.

Li Muchan rushed over, stopped in front of the two old men, and punched the headmaster.

"Humph, you're just a master of a skill!" the boss sneered, and then punched out. Although Li Muchan's strength was great, it was far from enough for him. He was just barely qualified to strike.

As for his fingering, it was a big disaster. The boss was always on guard, lest he use his fingering skills.

The two fists met, and after a muffled "bang" sound, they each took two steps back. Li Muchan stopped in front of the table, and the boss staggered back, his face changing slightly.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "How?"

He then stepped forward and punched again, repeating the previous move.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the leader also became fierce and repeated the previous move, and the two fists met again.

This time, the two of them retreated at the same time, returning to their original positions.

Li Muchan laughed, and then punched again, which was the same as the previous move.

The boss did the same, sneered and punched, and faced off head-on.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

There were muffled sounds one after another, and the two punched each other one after another, and the fists met hard. The people around them were dumbfounded and their blood boiled.

This way of doing it, the moves are simple and the fight is all about hard work.

After ten punches, Li Muchan appeared to be fine, but blood was bleeding from the corner of the boss's mouth and he was already injured.

Li Muchan has the indestructible power of the Vajra to protect his body and the power of the dragon and elephant. This way of fighting has taken a huge advantage. The boss is so arrogant that he is unwilling to fail and insists on deciding the winner.

An evil fire arose in his heart, and he didn't believe that he couldn't deal with this little bald donkey.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"...

There was another series of muffled sounds, and people stood up one after another, eyes shining, staring at this side to see who of the two could persist to the end.

Li Muchan acted as if nothing had happened, and more and more blood came from the corner of the boss's mouth. He suddenly let out a sharp roar, and the roar roared throughout the building, as if it was about to break everyone's eardrums.

They hurriedly covered their ears and looked up again. They saw that the master was no longer in sight. He had already gotten out of the window and walked away.

Li Muchan did not pursue him. He was in the military camp anyway. No matter how powerful he was, he would not dare to enter the military camp to assassinate him. Besides, his martial arts skills were not to be feared, and he had strange intuition.

The two old men looked at him and clasped their fists: "Thank you so much, master!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "You're welcome,...Miss Fan! Miss Fan!"

He turned around and saw that Fan Peiyao had fallen asleep on the table. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "I'll leave Miss Fan to you two. I'll take my leave."

"Yes." The two old men nodded warmly.

The two admired Li Muchan's martial arts greatly. They had fought against the master, and they had a deep understanding of the master's internal strength and tyrannical martial arts.

Such a master was actually defeated by Li Muchan, which really shocked them.

Li Muchan smiled, titheed, and drifted away, back to the Ming Mansion. Then he said goodbye to Wen Yinyue, rode on Red Shadow, and headed south. In a square in the southeast corner, he found Zhao Shengli and others.

Zhao Shengli and the others bought a street - Qingshui Fang. They bought all the houses on Qingshui Fang. Except for the one they lived in, there were still two houses left, so they simply bought them together.

Now that they have a lot of money in their pockets, they don't care about a small amount of money. They just want to be happy. They all live together. Even if they are retired in the future, they can always be together. It is really a wonderful thing.

Li Muchan thinks it's good, it's really convenient.

Zhao Shengli and the others were all busy, recruiting servants and rearranging the layout. They were in high spirits while busy, and there was joy in their brows.

Li Muchan joked with them for a while, and then returned to Tenglong City. They were quite reluctant to leave. Fortunately, they would be able to move into their new house after their next vacation.

After returning to the military camp, Li Muchan had just settled down the red shadow, when a black-armored soldier came over to greet him. The captain invited him.

Recognizing that this was the captain's personal guard, Xiong Sihai whispered: "Master, this should be a matter for the inner camp."

Li Muchan smiled and nodded, suppressing his joy, and followed the black-armored guards to the Black Tiger Camp hall.

The captain was sitting behind the case with a calm expression. There were three people sitting under the steps: the captain on the left and right and Li Sima. The three of them looked a little excited and stared at Li Muchan without blinking.

Li Muchan performed a military salute and saw each other separately. The captain stroking his beard waved his hand: "Okay, no need!"

Li Muchan looked at the captain with a puzzled expression.

The captain stroking his beard pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Mingkong, I have recommended you to enter the inner camp, and I will take you there in person tomorrow."

Although Li Muchan heard what Xiong Sihai said, he still wanted to hear it again and asked: "Inner camp?"

The captain waved his hand, and Li Sima opened his mouth and explained in detail, which was very similar to what Xiong Sihai said.

After saying that, the captain said: "If you can enter the inner camp, you will have your own set of secrets that are far better than the little dragon shape I taught you, so cherish it!"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "Captain, I don't want to leave the Xiaoqi Camp."

"Well, don't worry." The captain stroked his beard and said with a smile, "After you finish your studies, you can still return to where you came from. You don't have to leave the Xiaoqi camp."

Li Muchan took a breath and nodded with a smile: "But it depends on the captain's arrangement!"

"Don't worry, I won't harm you." The captain chuckled and looked him up and down: "You little guy, I hope you can enter the inner camp. Our Black Tiger Camp has inner camps, so I will be proud of it!"

He laughed and said: "Every time I see Song in Tuodangying, he looks proud and speaks loudly. I can only swallow my anger. This time I feel proud and proud!"

Li Sima smiled and said: "Captain, how many people are there in the inner camp?"

The captain shook his head: "I don't know anything about the matters in the inner camp. I am directly responsible to the captain. Apart from the captain, I'm afraid not many people know about it."

He was in high spirits and talked more than usual. He smiled and said, "But I guess there are only a few people. How can it be so easy to find talented people?"

He added: "There is only one named Song who shows off his power in front of me. Is it possible that there is only one person?"
To be continued...