Teng Qingshan had read the 《Earthly Ranking》 written by the Wan Xiang Sect, so he had some understanding of the experts in the world. In the land of the nine prefectures, people like Master Hong Si of the White Horse Gang were extremely powerful experts at the peak of the Postliminary Realm. He established the White Horse Gang, so he definitely had a group of experts with inner strength.
"This Iron Mountain Gang actually dared to contend against the White Horse Gang, so they also have some inner strength experts. However, mounted bandits are mounted bandits after all, so they can't attract true experts. I'm afraid these are all inner strength experts who didn't succeed in their respective sects and came out to join the bandits. "Teng Qingshan was very clear about his own strength.
The current him was much stronger than the peak state of his previous life.
Even if these people's swords pierced his body, they probably wouldn't be able to break his skin and muscles!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! … …
Thirteen sharp swords with a cold glint pierced towards Teng Qingshan, who was in the middle. The long spear in Teng Qingshan's hand suddenly danced, as if a whirlwind had swept through the surroundings, blocking all the sharp swords at the same time.
"Good spear art!" Watching this scene, the eyes of the Iron Mountain Gang's Second Leader lit up. "However, this spear art … I have never seen it before. Which sect's spear art is this?"
This Second Leader was very knowledgeable. He had seen many spear arts from different sects, but he couldn't see through Teng Qingshan's spear art.
… …
The Teng Clan's clansmen watched this scene with anxiety. In their eyes, the long swords of the thirteen men were like a continuous torrential rain. They were afraid that if Teng Qingshan was a bit slower, he would be stabbed.
"Qingshan." Mother Yuan Lan was very nervous.
"Mother, brother is the most powerful." Qingyu, who was at the side, believed in her brother.
Not only were the Teng Clan's clansmen concerned, but the mounted bandits of the Iron Mountain Gang also attached great importance to this fight. If they lost, it would be a very shameful thing. After Teng Qingshan and the thirteen swordsmen fought for a long time, the expression of the Second Manager, who was riding on the Scarlet Flame Horse, sank. He shouted, "Quickly finish this!" After fighting for so long, the Second Manager was still not able to injure Teng Qingshan. This caused the Second Manager to feel somewhat dissatisfied.
Teng Qingshan had actually been observing his opponent's swordplay. After all, he had never really fought against an inner force expert since he came to this world. "This swordplay is quite extraordinary. Every move is as smooth as flowing water, and they are connected to each other. Especially after infusing it with inner force, the power is really great. But it's very obvious … these swordsmen are still at the 'form' stage, and have yet to comprehend the meaning of the sword art! "
Teng Qingshan's spear technique seemed complicated.
In reality, from beginning to end, he had used the same move — Mixed Elements First Sealing Technique!
When Teng Qingshan practiced his spear, he practiced his intent.
His intent was completely correct. Even a casual move from him contained great might.
"That's all there is to it. The person who created this sword formation is very impressive. But when these people use it, the power is just so-so. "Teng Qingshan thought to himself.
"Chaotic Sword Style!" The leader of the thirteen swordsmen shouted.
Suddenly, the shadows of the thirteen sharp swords, like thirteen silver flowers, covered Teng Qingshan.
Teng Qingshan, who was in the center of the sword formation, suddenly shouted, "Let go!"
The thirteen swordsmen felt that the power contained in the long spear in Teng Qingshan's hand had suddenly reached an unimaginable level. It was as if a huge rock had smashed onto their long swords. "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!" … With a series of chaotic sounds, the thirteen long swords fell to the ground.
"How could this be …"
The thirteen swordsmen looked at Teng Qingshan in the center in fear. Their right hands were trembling, and the web between their thumb and forefinger was torn open, and blood was flowing out.
Silence!
Many of the mounted gangsters on the training field were stunned. Almost all the Iron Mountain Gang members who could ride Cyan Bristled Horses were inner force experts. This was too unbelievable.
Teng Qingshan strode towards his clansmen. The mounted gangsters moved aside in fear, allowing Teng Qingshan to return to the clansmen.
"Good!"
"Good fight."
The group of clansmen of Teng Jia Village, on the other hand, cheered excitedly.
"Qingshan, you did well." Grandfather Teng Qingshan also patted Teng Qingshan's shoulder. Teng Qingshan smiled and turned to look at the clansmen behind him. He slightly pressed his hand down, and the clansmen of Teng Jia Village quieted down.
"Second Leader." The thirteen swordsmen walked to the side of the Second Leader in shame. The Second Leader's face was unsightly as he shouted, "Why are you still not getting on your horses? Are you going to embarrass yourself here?" The thirteen swordsmen immediately retreated to the side. The Second Leader looked at Teng Qingshan and laughed, "Good, good, good spear skills."
"Then the matter of you injuring my subordinates will be forgotten." The Second Leader rode on the Scarlet Flame Horse and laughed condescendingly, "If your Teng Jia Village gives us an annual tribute, we will immediately leave."
"Annual tribute?" Teng Qingshan said, "May I ask Second Leader, how much is this annual tribute?" Hearing the thirteen swordsmen call the Second Leader, Teng Qingshan knew that this person was the Second Leader of the Iron Mountain Gang. Legend has it that among the three leaders of the Iron Mountain Gang, the strongest was the Great Leader.
"Two silver taels per person." The Second Leader said in a clear voice.
"Two silver taels! Isn't this eating people? "
"Why is it so high?"
"They don't want us to live."
The clansmen of Teng Jia Village were in an uproar. Even Teng Yunlong and Teng Yongfan's expressions changed. Two silver taels per person, this annual tribute ratio was too exaggerated. One must know that the White Horse Gang only charged half a silver tael per person.
"Second Leader." Teng Qingshan's expression was not very good, "Isn't two silver taels per person too high?"
"High? Your Teng Jia Village is a famous and wealthy village in the surrounding area. Your village should have more than two thousand people. However, I will only count it as two thousand. Two silver taels per person, so it shouldn't be difficult for you to take out four thousand taels of silver. " The Second Boss sneered, "We charge two silver taels per person for those poor villages like the Great Plum Village. Today, I'm giving Little Brother face and only charge you two silver taels per person."
Teng Qingshan finally understood why the Black Wood Village refused to pay, resulting in the village being slaughtered.
This was because the Iron Mountain Gang was too greedy.
One must know …
The Teng Jia Village's clan treasury had an estimated surplus of around twenty thousand taels of silver. Of course, there was also the snow mink and wolf king fur. However, if it wasn't for Teng Qingshan, there would be no snow mink and wolf king fur. Even the Yangzhou Salt Merchant's business would have been swallowed up by ten thousand taels of silver.
The living conditions of the Teng Jia Village's clansmen were not bad. Normally, they consumed a lot of money, causing the clan to not have much surplus money.
If they charged four thousand taels of silver in one go, after a few years, the Teng Jia Village would have to tighten their belts to save money. In the future, they wouldn't dare to eat meat as they would have to sell the meat they hunted. They also wouldn't dare to buy cloth to make new clothes. They would have to save money.
"Second Leader." Teng Qingshan said in a clear voice, "You should also know that we mountain people only earn a little bit of silver a year. A family's annual income is only a dozen or so taels of silver. This is already very good. However, eating and drinking normally costs half of it. A family usually has four or five people. Your Iron Mountain Gang collected two taels of silver per person. That means you received nearly ten taels of silver from that family! If the White Horse Gang charged another year's money, how much would we have left? Second Leader, how are our clansmen supposed to live? "
Teng Qingshan was the leader of the clan's hunting squad. The clan gave him a monthly salary of ten silver taels, which was one hundred and twenty silver taels a year. This was the highest salary in the entire village. The leader of the hunting squad, the great spear master, and the number one blacksmith had the highest monthly salary.
Normally, the strong men in the clan only received one silver tael per month, which was twelve silver taels a year. This was considered not bad among the commoners.
In a family, a strong man had to support the women, children, and elderly. The women farmed, besides providing for the family's food, could only receive two or three silver taels. A family's annual income wasn't high. In the past … … Teng Jia Village's clansmen could live a good life just by paying the White Horse Gang's annual salary.
However, if they paid the Iron Mountain Gang's annual salary, then in the future, food and drink would become a problem.
"Don't talk nonsense." The second leader, who was sitting high on the horse, had a gloomy expression. "That Great Li Village can afford to pay two silver taels per person, but you can't?"
"Qingshan." Teng Yunlong pulled Teng Qingshan's arm and approached Teng Qingshan. He lowered his voice and whispered, "This second leader's strength is too strong. With one hammer, he destroyed the main gate of our village. He definitely has the strength of ten thousand Jin and is not someone to be trifled with. We will temporarily endure the four thousand silver taels and hand it over first. The White Horse Gang and the Iron Mountain Gang will definitely have a winner one day. "
"This old man is right!" The second leader laughed and said, "Our Iron Mountain Gang and the White Horse Gang will definitely have a winner. When the time comes, when the White Horse Gang is finished, our Iron Mountain Gang will also lower our annual salary. We also know how to make a steady stream."
Teng Yunlong's expression changed. He lowered his voice, thinking that the second leader couldn't hear him. He didn't expect that the second leader could hear him clearly.
"Wait until the White Horse Gang is finished, then lower the annual salary?" Teng Qingshan's heart was filled with anger.
Who knew how long it would take for the two big gangs to determine a winner? In the past, it wasn't unheard of for gangs to compete for more than ten years.
"Second Leader, this time, we can endure and gather together this sum of silver. But next time, what about our village?" The inner strength in Teng Qingshan's body rushed from his legs into the ground and burst forth in the direction of the mounted gangsters.
Immediately, the ground shook violently.
"Rumble ~ ~ ~" From under Teng Qingshan's feet, the ground cracked open and extended in the direction of the mounted gangsters. This caused the war horses to jump in fright. "Neigh, neigh ~ ~" The war horses dashed chaotically and many mounted gangsters fell off their horses. The group of mounted gangsters was in a state of panic, but the second leader's expression slightly changed. He thought to himself, "This brat has such a strong inner strength."
The curved cracks on the training field appeared very sinister.
Teng Qingshan stared at the second leader with a sharp gaze and said in a low voice, "Second Leader, I hope you can give our Teng Jia Village a way out!"
PS: Yes, don't forget the recommendation ticket ~ ~ ~
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