Chapter 84

Chu Danqing could prove that Zhao Mingqian was indeed a leader of the younger generation.

With this panel data, he felt inferior.

【Canluo Sect True Disciple】

【Attributes】

【HP: 100%】

【Mana: 150】

【Strength: 6】

【Agility: 6】

【Constitution: 5】

【Spirit: 5】

【Perception: 6】

【Skills】

【Can Luo Mystical Art LV. 10】

【Can Luo Sword Art LV. 10】

【Green Reeds Sword Art LV. 7】

【Flying Smoke Divine Slingshot LV. 7】

【Can Luo Lifting Art LV. 6】

【Basic Melee LV. 9】

【Basic Sword Art LV. 8】

【Basic Ranged Art LV. 8】

【Basic Slingshot Art LV. 7】

Zhao Mingqian's attributes were only slightly higher than an ordinary person's, but the level and quantity of this set of skills made Chu Danqing feel shocked.

Not a single skill was lower than LV. 5, and he could even practice four basic skills by himself.

The point was that Zhao Mingqian was only sixteen years old.

When camping at night to rest, Chu Danqing finally couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhao, how did you practice this martial art of yours?"

Zhao Mingqian was watching cartoons intently with Da Bao, laughing happily from time to time.

Hearing Chu Danqing ask this, he scratched his head: "Just practice normally."

Master teaches him, then he studies the secret manuals himself, and then practices every day, and that's it.

"If Mr. Chu wants to learn sword art, should I teach you some?" Zhao Mingqian's digitized data only had two sword arts, but that didn't mean he only knew two.

Some were just used for analogy, so the realm was not high, and they didn't make the list.

"No, I can't talk to geniuses like you." Chu Danqing refused.

What the other party felt was ordinary, for an ordinary person, was no less than a fantasy.

At first, he thought Zhao Mingqian was arrogant, but after contact, he found it was indeed so.

However, his arrogance did not stem from his own strength but from the honor and disgrace of his sect.

As a young hero just starting out, and coming from the world's number one great sect, he was accustomed to hearing the prestige of his own Canluo Sect.

It was arrogance derived from pride, but the person himself was still very good, and because he was traveling the world, this arrogance was also fading.

Chu Danqing was reading diligently, and Xiong Zhigang was also writing something, occasionally painting and deleting, looking not very satisfied.

If no one disturbed them, then tonight could indeed pass like this.

Until Da Bao suddenly pressed the pause button on the cartoon, stuffed the tablet into his small pouch, and looked at the night with a ferocious expression.

"Little Chu, people, bad, coming." Da Bao stood up, his sharp claws extended.

The slight sound of horse hooves emerged from afar, and they saw a group of people arriving quickly, with cloth wrapped around the horses' hooves to reduce the sound.

"Grand Coordinator Xiong, I am Peng Tong of the Xichuan Black Evil." The leader, a bearded man, was pulling the horse whip,

And cupped his hands toward Xiong Zhigang: "I heard you have three thousand taels of gold; I don't want it all, just half."

Peng Tong's tone was slightly contemptuous as he scanned Zhao Mingqian, but when he landed on Da Bao, he appeared wary.

"This hero, look at me, how could I have three thousand taels of gold?" Xiong Zhigang naturally didn't want the two to take risks; persuading them to leave was the best.

His gaze scanned the circle and finally gathered on the shrine Chu Danqing was carrying.

"What I worship inside is the guardian deity of my Chu family, there is no money." Seeing this, Chu Danqing gave the other party a step down.

If they stopped here, there would still be a way to live, but if they insisted on not letting go, he would kill the other party.

"We are all friends on the road, I should have believed you." Peng Tong's words were polite, but the person was not: "But this is three thousand taels of gold, I am not at ease."

By the time he said this, several bandits who came with Peng Tong had taken down the bows and arrows from their horses and drawn them.

"Wanting gold is false, killing Grand Coordinator Xiong is true, hmph!" Zhao Mingqian was furious and took out his slingshot; this time he didn't use stone pellets but iron arrows.

He had developed murderous intent.

"The Flying Smoke Divine Slingshot of the Canluo Sect's Green Reeds Hermit is indeed remarkable, but you don't dare to face several archers alone." As Peng Tong's voice fell, feathered arrows flew together.

Da Bao's figure was agile, rushing forward rapidly.

Chu Danqing's Five Elements Magic Orbs were arranged and danced by him, turning into a defensive line to block the feathered arrows.

Zhao Mingqian's speed was even faster, and the iron arrows whistled toward Peng Tong's face.

Peng Tong hurriedly reached out to block, heard a metallic sound, and grabbed the iron arrow tightly with his iron-gloved hand.

"My Iron Sand Palm has been refined for thirty-five years." Peng Tong flicked the iron arrow away.

After he finished speaking, Zhao Mingqian hadn't even had time to react when he saw a clear, emerald-green radiance erupt, instantly enveloping Peng Tong.

Not only that, but it also affected several bandits behind him.

"Ah!!!" Peng Tong let out a miserable wail, and then there was no movement.

"My single-horned dragon hasn't lived as long as you." Chu Danqing said lightly: "But it's enough to kill you."

At this time, Xiong Zhigang and Zhao Mingqian finally discovered that, at some point, a single-horned green dragon over several meters long was hovering beside Chu Danqing.

That clear, emerald-green radiance was precisely what the single-horned dragon had spat out; after spitting, the single-horned dragon even extended its snake-like forked tongue, still unsatisfied.

Before they could look closely, this single-horned dragon swooped out with a 'whoosh', joining Da Bao in the slaughter.

If Da Bao was bloody, then the single-horned dragon was ferocious.

"Mr. Chu... is it really a dragon?" Zhao Mingqian was so shocked that he couldn't speak clearly.

"Yes, it's a dragon." Chu Danqing said firmly; the single-horned dragon's panel couldn't be fake.

"There are truly many strange people and arts among the people; I never thought Mr. Chu would possess such unique skills." Xiong Zhigang also clicked his tongue in wonder.

"I also have a tiger; I'll let it out for you to see next time." Chu Danqing showed off a little.

The reason he didn't let them all out together was naturally that enough was enough.

"Speaking of which, does the Xichuan Black Evil have any accomplices?" Chu Danqing found that the people had been cleared, so why were there no treasure chests dropping?

The previous Longmen Boss was so weak and still had one; the Xichuan Black Evil's strength was clearly higher, but nothing dropped.

"There is indeed a Xichuan White Evil." Xiong Zhigang said: "Last year when I was dismissed and returned home, I heard about the outlaw bandits in this area, the two brothers known as the Xichuan Twin Evils."

"Now that we only see the Black Evil, this White Evil must also be nearby."

Hearing this, Chu Danqing thought about how to lure out the White Evil.

But before he could think, he heard a loud 'boom'.

It immediately startled the birds, beasts, and insects.

"Gunpowder, what did they blow up?" Zhao Mingqian was full of confusion.

Xiong Zhigang thought for a moment, and then anger surged: "It's the river embankment, retreat quickly!"

After he finished speaking, the river water in the distance rushed over under the moonlight, and everything it passed suffered.

Da Bao turned around and lifted Chu Danqing, running away first with a single ride.

The single-horned dragon returned under Chu Danqing's command, each grabbing a person to follow Da Bao and retreat.

(End of chapter)