Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Not far away, Mr. Jin was signing books and giving them away. Suddenly, he saw the cheers from this side and asked the bodyguard beside him, "This is a master from Gangcheng."

"Xiao Lin, what was that person doing just now?"

"Sir, that man practiced his swordsmanship and demonstrated his skills with hidden weapons."

"Oh, how's your knife skills?"

"It's quite far away, so I can't see it clearly, but I think it's amazing."

"I feel like her swordsmanship is like that of a hero in my novel. Go and make an appointment with her to see if she has time. Let's meet at the gymnasium at noon."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The bodyguard named Xiaolin is not young. He is in his thirties, of medium build, with thick eyebrows and a thin face. His face looks as if it was cut by a knife and an axe. His hands are long and thin. His body is tense, intentionally or unintentionally, like a bow and arrow waiting to be shot.

Liu Xia Lian has come into contact with many warriors, and this man is much stronger than the battle-hardened Li Zhengnan.

"Hello, sir, what can I do for you?"

"Hello, ma'am. I am Mr. Jin's attendant. Mr. Jin just saw your swordsmanship and was very impressed. I would like to invite you to the gymnasium to talk at noon. Are you available?"

"Okay, sir. I have long admired Mr. Jin's talent and I have read many of his books. See you at noon then."

After the bodyguard left, Liu Jingwen was surprised: "Second sister, when did you learn to perform martial arts to make a living? I don't want to tell you that you usually use this skill to hunt."

"Yeah, learning Kung Fu without hunting is useless. If you want to get an autograph, go quickly. The line isn't ready yet."

Liu Jingwen still had classes and considered the waiting time was too long, so he went back.

At noon, Liu Xia Lian and Daya came to the gymnasium of the Physical Education Department as agreed. There was also a martial arts exchange here today.

In addition to Mr. Jin, there is also Dean Kong, a well-known professor in the Chinese Department. Like Liu Xialian's father, the old leader, they are all members of the Kong family. This person is not only a university professor, the Dean of the Chinese Department, and the Vice President of Peking University, but he also has another identity, one of the think tanks of the big leaders. Mr. Jin and Dean Kong are close friends. They came to the Sports College today to watch a Kung Fu performance. Because Mr. Jin writes martial arts novels, he is very interested in Kung Fu.

Liu Xia Lian, holding a big knife in her hand, walked slowly towards them with Daya.

Dean Kong felt that she looked unfamiliar to him at first glance. He had never seen this girl before. However, he knew all the famous people in Peking University.

"Who is this? He's holding such a big knife. Should we call security?"

Mr. Jin smiled and said, "I saw her knife skills were superb this morning, so I specially invited her here. Why are you, Old Kong, so nervous?"

"Tsk, I'm nervous, I'm not nervous at all, I'm just afraid that she will come and assassinate you."

Mr. Jin looked puzzled: "I'm a novelist. Is it worthwhile to assassinate me? You really know how to think about it."

While the two were chatting, Liu Xia Lian came over and clasped her hands together: "Mr. Jin, I have heard of your name for a long time."

Mr. Jin looked Liu Xia Lian up and down. She was tall and slender, about 1.7 meters tall, and had a pretty face, just like Huang Rong, the daughter of Huang Yaoshi.

"I haven't asked for your name yet?"

"My name is Liu Xialian, and I'm from Changbai Mountain Forest Farm."

"Come on, little friend, sit down."

Mr. Jin invited Liu Xialian to sit at the viewing platform of the gymnasium. "Excuse me, are you a professional martial artist who makes a living by martial arts?"

"No, I live in the countryside, I farm, hunt and make kimchi, and I practice a few tricks to kill time when I have nothing to do. Today I saw you signing books and giving them away, but I couldn't get around to do it, so I had to resort to this last resort. I hope you can forgive me."

Mr. Jin laughed: "Hahaha, I see. No problem, no problem. I'll sign everything for you."

After saying this, he signed seven books for Liu Xia Lian with a stroke of his pen.

"My dear Xia Lian, I have an unwelcome request. I want to see your precious sword."

"Please, sir." Liu Xia Lian handed the knife to Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin stood up and gently pulled the handle of the knife, and a cold light flashed in the gymnasium.

"Such a strong murderous aura. This knife must be hundreds of years old. There is a word 'Hu' on the blade. Could it be that the original owner of the knife had the surname Hu?"

"I don't know about that. I got it by chance from the cave. I also learned a set of sword techniques, called the Hu Family Sword Technique."

Mr. Jin gasped. This was too much of a coincidence. In his own book, there was a hero named Hu who practiced the Hu family swordsmanship and was known as the Liaodong hero Hu Yidao.

"It wasn't clear this morning. Could you please practice it again, Miss Xia Lian?"

"Okay, I'll practice for you right away, sir."

After saying that, Liu Xia Lian jumped to the middle of the venue and threw the scabbard to Daya. With the precious sword in her hand, she started to use the sword flowers, flying up and down like snowflakes. There was nothing special about this routine, it was just cool.

Okay, okay, the voices of those who are watching the fun have become hoarse from shouting.

Mr. Jin also kept clapping. Isn't this the top-level swordsmanship described in his novels, something that water can't penetrate?

After a while, Liu Xia Lian finished the rehearsal and her breathing became steady and her complexion looked normal.

This gymnasium belongs to the Department of Physical Education of Peking University. Today, Mr. Jin has made an appointment with the junior Sanda team to watch a performance. The Sanda team leader, Li Yun, is from Dabie Mountains. Just now, Liu Xia Lian was rehearsing, and he thought Liu was here to challenge them.

He came over immediately and saluted with his fists clasped.

"Little Junior Sister, what year are you in? Your sword skills are pretty good, but they're not practical. Traditional martial arts are just fancy stuff. Why don't you come to our club and learn Sanda from us?"

Liu Xia Lian smiled and said, "Traditional martial arts are not just for show. I have practiced Sanda for more than ten years. If you like, we can have a sparring match."

Li Yun was happy: "I, Li Yun, have been practicing martial arts since I was six years old. I know a little bit about southern fists and northern kicks. I came to Beijing University to make friends through martial arts and met many masters. But I also heard that there is a girl who has been practicing Sanda for more than ten years. You have a small body like Lin Daiyu. You can't even withstand the strong wind."

The people from the Sanda Club behind Li Yun burst into laughter: "Hahaha, he really doesn't look like someone who practices Sanda. He looks like someone who practices routines and dance."

Dean Kong said to Mr. Jin: "Your friend is about to fight with others, and you don't help."

"We are all old, and the young people have their own world. Let's wait and see what happens."

Liu Xia Lian was definitely not a tolerant person. She immediately handed the big knife to Daya, jumped in the middle of the field, and kicked a few times in the air.

"Everyone can talk big, let's go to the ring and see who is the mule and the horse."

The two sides were about to start fighting. Liu Xia Lian changed into a Sanda outfit, took off her shoes, put on shorts and a vest, and put on boxing gloves.

Li Yun is a tall and strong boy, about 1.8 meters tall, weighing at least 80 kilograms, with a body full of muscular muscles.

Liu Xia Lian has grown a few centimeters taller recently, now she is almost 1.7 meters tall and weighs 60 kilograms. She is muscular, but not strong.

The gymnasium is already packed at this moment. Normally, there aren't many people here at this time. Everyone comes here mainly to see Mr. Jin. Unexpectedly, someone would challenge Sanda Club President Li Yun.

No, it should be Li Yun challenging others. The students next to him whispered, some said: This Li Yun was born in a poor mountainous area, I believe he cut grass and fed pigs when he was six or seven years old, and practiced martial arts when he was six or seven years old, just fooling around.

Some also say that men have a natural advantage over women, and that men are at least 40 kilograms heavier, so what's the difference between this and domestic violence.