Those years in Konoha

After leaving the restaurant, Song Yan found that Qi Ling'er was peeking at him from time to time, with curiosity and doubt faintly flashing in her eyes. .visit:. .

"Do you have any questions to ask me?" Song Yan paused and looked at her.

Qi Ling'er nodded and asked, "Are you the best in the world?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Qi Ling'er said thoughtfully: "Because he felt that the middle-aged head catcher before was so powerful. If his knife was aimed at me, I would never be able to avoid it, but you used a peanut to kill him." The knife bounced away, and then he used another peanut to knock his man out of the restaurant.

My strength is comparable to the top ten masters in the world, and that middle-aged head catcher is better than me, so he must be one of the top ten masters in the world, and you are better than him, so what are you if you are not the best in the world? You said, my analysis is correct. wrong"

"That's right." Song Yan said speechlessly: "With your little three-legged cat skills, let alone the top ten in the world, you may not even be among the top one hundred thousand in the world."

Qi Ling'er said unconvinced: "You are talking nonsense. My three masters all said that my martial arts ability ranks among the top ten in the world."

Song Yan smiled and said, "You are just a silly girl. Your three masters only said that to make you happy. Do you know the levels of warriors?" Before she could answer, Song Yan continued: "Warriors in the world. They are divided into fourth-rate, third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, etc. Your strength is only third-rate, and you seriously lack actual combat experience. Any third-rate warrior can beat you to pieces, let alone those second-rate and first-rate warriors. Beating you is not just a joke, the middle-aged policeman just now is a second-rate master, do you think you can stop him?"

"Ah, I am so weak." After hearing Song Yan's explanation, Qi Ling'er couldn't help but look frustrated. Suddenly, her eyes lit up: "What level of warrior are you? Are you a first-rate warrior?"

"More powerful than a first-rate warrior." said.

"Then can I become your master?" Qi Ling'er said expectantly.

"It all depends on your performance."

Seeing that Song Yan did not agree directly, she quickly said: "I can give you a lot of money, my father has a lot of money."

"Okay, then if you give me ten thousand taels of silver now, I will accept you as my disciple." Song Yan stared at her playfully.

"Can I give it to you later?"

"No" Song Yan simply refused, but he changed the topic: "If you perform well in the village, I may not be able to accept you as my disciple."

The two talked and walked all the way out of the city.

The purpose of coming to Ningwucheng has been achieved, and it is time to return to the village.

Unexpectedly, not far from the city gate, I saw a man in black robe standing with a sword in his hand.

The man was about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, tall and handsome, with a dignified appearance, and exuded an aura of confidence.

Suddenly, the man in black robe raised his eyes and looked at Song Yan: "Shen Shaoyan, do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are, as long as you don't block the road," Song Yan curled his lips and said. In fact, he had already guessed the identity of the man in black robe, Du Heng, the captain of Ningwucheng.

Hearing this, Du Heng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "I'm already extremely merciful by not coming to the Black Wind Mountains to cause trouble for you thieves. How dare you come to the county town to cause trouble? You think you don't live long enough." "?"

"A good dog doesn't block the road. You'd better get out of the way, otherwise, I will beat you to pieces." Song Yan waved his fist and said.

"Sure enough, you are arrogant." Du Heng raised his eyebrows again: "However, you, a second-rate warrior, do not have the qualifications to be arrogant in front of me."

"Who said that I am a second-rate warrior?" Song Yan rolled his eyes with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

"Isn't it?" Du Heng asked.

Song Yan smiled strangely and said: "Hey, actually, I am an innate master. If you know what you are looking for, run away quickly, otherwise, I will really beat you."

"Hmph, you're bluffing, let me try your martial arts"

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Heng tapped his right foot on the ground, and flew into the air. The long sword in his hand pointed at Song Yan, and the scabbard suddenly shot out, heading straight for him.

"Oh no, I hate people like you who litter the most." Song Yan yelled and cursed, reaching out to grab the sword sheath, which seemed to be extremely strong, but he actually caught it in his hand.

"Sure enough, he is quite capable. He was able to strike with 30% of my strength." When Du Heng saw this, he couldn't help but said. As the long sword in his hand shook, several beautiful sword flowers suddenly appeared under the sword, and then he went straight to Song Yan. .

"If you don't show off, you will die."

Song Yan sneered, directly broke Du Heng's scabbard into several pieces, and then threw it towards him.

"How dare you break my scabbard and seek death?"

Seeing this, Du Heng couldn't help being furious, but at the next moment, he discovered that several pieces of the scabbard that Song Yan seemingly threw casually came through the air, and there was a faint whistling sound.

Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly waved the long sword in his hand and flew out.

"Dang Dang Dang"

With a series of clashing sounds of gold and iron, Du Heng reluctantly lifted several pieces of the scabbard away, but the force contained in the scabbard made his sword-holding arm go numb. At the same time, the inner energy in his body also When it was exhausted, it fell from mid-air to the ground. For a moment, he couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be that this bandit leader was really an innate master?

At this moment, his eyes blurred, and then a fist magnified infinitely in his eyes.

"boom"

An old punch hit him hard on the nose. Suddenly, a strong pain hit him, and at the same time, his tears flowed out.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect you to be so unwilling to fight, and I actually made you cry with one punch."

Song Yan had already returned to the original place and said with a playful look on his face.

"I'll kill you, bastard"

Hearing Song Yan's teasing, Du Heng couldn't help but burst into anger, and charged at Song Yan with a long sword.

But at this moment, a figure flashed past, and with a bang, Du Heng felt another fist fall on his face.

Then, figures kept flashing in front of his eyes, and he was constantly hit by a fist in the face. After dozens of punches, his cheeks were swollen, and the blood in his nose was constantly flowing down. Look. He felt extremely embarrassed.

"Tsk tsk, where did the pig head come from?"

Looking at his masterpiece, Song Yan joked with a smile.

Du Heng raised the long sword in his hand, and finally did not continue to attack Song Yan, because he knew that the opponent was much stronger than him, and if the opponent wanted to kill him, he would have died many times.

"Today's humiliation will be repaid twice as much in the future." Du Heng tried his best to open his eyes that were almost narrowed to a slit and stared at him fiercely, then spread out his body and ran towards the city.

But as soon as the figure flashed, Song Yan blocked his way.

"What do you want to do?" Du Heng said with some stern expression.

Song Yan sneered and said: "You are stupid. I am a bandit and robber. Of course I am robbing you. Hurry up and take off all your valuables and clothes and pants."

Du Heng was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "I am a captain, how dare you rob me?"

Song Yan said proudly: "I am determined to take over the world, so it doesn't matter if I take a captain from you. Stop beeping and do as I say. Otherwise, don't blame me for beating you again."

"I can give you the money I have, but I can't give you the clothes."

"Fuck, I'm robbing you, not negotiating with you. Take off your clothes quickly. If it's my turn to do it myself, I won't even leave you underwear."

In the end, Du Heng still couldn't resist Song Yan's power, so he obediently took out the money he had on him, took off his clothes and pants and handed them to him.

"Go away, remember to bring more money with you next time." Song Yan waved his hand impatiently.

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