C2 The Struggle for Water Source

"Brother, don't bother with them!" Feng Xin'er whispered.

As she grew older, she became very worried for Jianxin ge, although her cousin's martial arts wasn't as' strong ', nor was his literary talent too high, and his medical skills were somewhat unfathomable, but she liked him because she liked him, not because of his conditions, but because she liked him!

Shen Jianxin looked up, blinking his eyes, and started laughing.

"Idiot, I thought they were a bunch of dogs barking! "I'm going to be a great hero in the future, why would I bother with these country bumpkins!" Shen Jianxin puffed up his chest, realizing that he was a big shot.

"Cousin, can I ask you a question very seriously?" Shen Jian Xin frowned and replied.

Feng Xin'er's heart tensed up, and she said: "Ah? Ask! Actually, there is no need to ask. In my heart, you, cousin, are the best! I believe you, you will definitely become a great hero! "

"It's not that kind of a problem! "What I want to ask is, when you grow up, can you marry me if you want to marry someone?"

"What the hell!?" I don't want to answer such questions! "

"Oh!" If you don't want to, I'll ask another day! "It's okay." Shen Jianxin joked.

Seeing that her cousin did not seem to be affected by any of those people, Feng Xin'er felt more than half at ease, and her mood improved slightly.

Therefore, when the young girl turned around, she didn't see the lonely glimmer in the youth's eyes, nor did she see the sadness under his cheap smile.

"I will be a great hero and I will ride the rainbow clouds to marry you! I promise! " Shen Jianxin swore silently in his heart.

Clang

At noon, someone knocked the old gong that hung at the entrance of the Peach Blossom Village. This gong signified a special meaning, startling the villagers, who rushed out one after another, carrying their rice bowls.

"Guys from the Peach Blossom Collection, listen up!" According to the rules of our four townships and eight towns, I, Tang Hu, am here today to challenge you! If any of you are unwilling, then just go forth and accept the challenge! "

A tall and muscular youth in silk clothes proudly stood on the bluestone stage at the village entrance as he announced in a loud voice.

Along with Tang Hu came the Black Mountain Stronghold's able-bodied youths. There were a total of twenty or so people, and they all stood with arms crossed, approaching in full fury.

The Black Mountain Stronghold was located on the other side of the Lotus Flower Peak, next to the Peach Blossom Market.

In the past, as long as it was a dry season, the two villages would fight each other for the water in the mountain to irrigate the rice fields.

It was rather strange to say that the rice that was irrigated with the mountain streams was especially plump and had a unique fragrance of peach blossoms. The market was short of demand, and in order to occupy a limited amount of water sources, the nearby villages would often start fighting.

Later, in order to pacify the civilians, the government came up with a solution that was accepted by everyone. Every village that chose experts from the village to fight, the winner could obtain the right to use the stream next year.

However, this method was also inappropriate. Although there were no longer armed fights between the villages, all the villages had gone outside to invite powerful experts over. The more the commotion, the more unconvinced they were towards each other.

Later on, the government made a statement. In order to calm the villagers' grievances and solve the problem of the gang fight, they proposed a more specific rule. The people who wanted to participate in the competition had to be residents of the village, and they had to be under the age of seventeen.

This way, it would prevent a village from growing up alone and being relatively fair. In addition, children would not easily lose their lives during a martial arts competition, and they would also accumulate more enmity.

Therefore, this time, the Black Mountain Stronghold followed the rules of the government and brought a young martial artist from their village to challenge the Peach Blossom Market.

Someone came to challenge them. The villagers of the Peach Blossom Market all rushed out of their houses and walked to the village entrance to watch the lively scene.

The dark-skinned youth, Tang Hu, was standing majestically in the center of the stage, looking down on everyone.

"I'll test you!" Seeing how arrogant Tang Hu was, a youth from the Peach Blossom Market jumped onto the stage.

The young man who came up was called Niu Xiaoshi. He was tall and sturdy with a powerful air. He was seventeen years old this year and was the overlord of the Peach Blossom Market.

He played for the village and it was a big show. Niu Xiaoshi cleanly jumped onto the stage and stood in front of Li Hu.

Without another word, Niu Xiaoshi took on a fighting stance.

This boxing style was widely spread in the countryside, and was most suitable for those with greater height and strength to practice. When he punched out, it created wind gusts, immediately causing the villagers below to cheer.

A large fist came down on him, but Li Hu did not dodge it. Instead, a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.

When Niu Xiaoshi's fist arrived in front of him, Li Hu casually waved it as if he was shooing away flies, and effortlessly held it in the palm of his hand.

As he exerted force with his five fingers, Niu Xiaoshi felt as if his fists were being clamped down by a pair of iron pincers. It was so painful that he nearly shed tears. His knees gave out and he involuntarily fell to the ground.

"Trash!" I don't even need to make a move against trash like you! " Li Hu said proudly.

At this time, the villagers of the Peach Blossom Market below the stage were all silent. Even if they didn't know martial arts, they could still tell that this Li Hu was very powerful! Niu Xiaoshi was on a completely different level from him.

"Who else?" Li Hu exhaled and shouted.

The audience buzzed with noise. All of the youths gathered at the Peach Blossom House whispered to each other as they discussed animatedly. However, none of them dared to jump up onto the stage and accept the challenge.

Among the youths in the Peach Blossom Market, Niu Xiaoshi already had the strongest strength and the most courage. He could not even withstand a single hand, let alone anyone else.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly parted from the outside and opened up a path.

The village chief's son, Chen Sheng and Chen Ergou, eagerly leading the way. As he did so, he shouted, "Step aside! Make way! Let my brother handle that little bastard! "

While he was speaking, Chen Ergou brought a youth with a jade-like face to the front of the arena.

This young man was seven feet tall, had a slender build and fair skin. He was completely imprinted in the same mold as his younger brother, Chen Ergou.

He was Chen Ergou's older brother, Chen Fuchun. Ever since he was young, he had been sent by the village chief to the town's martial arts school to practice martial arts. It was said that he was extremely skilled.

Chen Fuchun had never played around with his peers in the village, but everyone knew that he had real skill, because in the competition last year, it was he who had easily defeated the young martial artists from other villages, won the competition for the water source, and also won the great honor for the Chen family.

On the other side, Chen Fuchun was neither fast nor slow. His pace was steady as he stepped onto the arena and cupped his fists in salute, causing the villagers to clap wildly.

In the crowd below the stage, Shen Jianxin and his cousin Feng Xin'er were also watching the match from the tips of their toes.

"Cousin, do you think Big Brother Chen Fuchun will win?" Feng Xin'er nervously asked.

Shen Jianxin used his palm to cover his forehead with a shield. He looked around and smiled, "It should be possible! I heard that Chen Fuchun has been practicing at the martial arts school in town for four years. His father specifically looked to him to help the village compete for water.

"I hope he can win!" Feng Xin'er whispered.

Shen Jianxin touched his nose and laughed, "I'm fine! Don't you still have me? I will protect you! "

"You? Just one mouth! I doubt that he is your match, so just forget about the duel! " Feng Xin'er smiled tenderly.

While they were speaking, the two youths on the stage had already started to fight.