"There are only a few people in the inner hall, can there be more people in the outer hall? We have more than 20 or 30 people in the same group as us, and only five of them. Besides, we have been practicing in the deep mountains and forests for three or five years, and have killed countless jackals, tigers and leopards. Where can those guys who have been staying in the county and enjoying their fortunes? Fight hard, I am enough to deal with them two or three of them."

Yang Yicheng shouted angrily, very dissatisfied with Feng Xiao's cringe.

"Ordinary disciples in the inner hall are nothing, what should I do if the law enforcement disciples in the inner hall are? They are responsible for law enforcement and have always favored the disciples in the inner hall. If they are caught by them, we will have to fight in private, and we will be flirting with each other."

When Feng Xiao talks about law enforcement disciples, Yang Yicheng is worried.

There are two types of disciples in the inner hall of the Medicine Collection Hall. One is ordinary pharmacy disciples, wearing white clothes, being responsible for pharmacy, or taking care of storefront pharmacies in the county town, etc. They are all from wealthy families. The other is core law enforcement disciples, wearing brocade clothes, and learning martial arts wholeheartedly since childhood. Their martial arts are not ordinary, and their backgrounds are even deeper, and they are often from wealthy families.

Most of the herb-picking disciples in the outer hall of the Medicine Collection Hall were from civilians who had no background at all.

The disciples in the inner and outer halls all dislike each other and often have disputes, but no one dares to provoke those law enforcement disciples.

When the disciples in the inner and outer halls have a fight, the disciples in the brocade law enforcement are usually more likely to be in the white-clothed disciples in the inner hall. Many times the disciples in the inner hall are domineering, relying on the support of the law enforcement disciples.

Ye Qin thought about it for a while and said calmly to the four of them:

"This matter is not urgent. We should try our best to avoid the Jinyi law enforcement disciples in the inner hall. Recently, there are a large number of foreigners in the county town, and some chaos will definitely occur. Our medicinal collection hall cannot sit and watch those people make trouble, and we must come forward to maintain order. I estimate that law enforcement disciples with the highest martial arts skills will be transferred to the scene. We can find a law enforcement disciple who has no time to fight with those in the inner hall. With the domineering and highly regarded disciples, they will definitely be invited to fight.

Senior Brother, Third Brother, don’t you know many brothers and friends in the hall? You can invite them to help boxing. There are also the fourth and fifth sisters, and you two also invite some female disciples from the outer hall to help boxing. Since you want to fight, just teach the disciples from the inner hall a lesson so that they won’t have a memory in the future. Let the senior brother come forward to preside over this matter.”

"Okay, just do it."

Yang Yicheng nodded fiercely and agreed. He usually made a lot of wine and meat friends in the medicinal collection hall. He was basically disciple of the outer hall and had no inner hall. There was no problem in inviting some disciples from the outer hall to help with the boxing.

As for Feng Xiao, his social interactions are not as wide as Yang Yicheng, and he also recognizes many people. It is hard to say that he can bring in a few assisted punches.

Qian Ruxiu and Sun Ying nodded and agreed. They knew many female disciples from the outer hall from their fellow disciples.

Ye Qin still has a small abacus in his mind.

Those female disciples in the outer hall would never sit and watch Sun Ying be humiliated, and would probably come forward to help. As long as those female disciples are willing to come forward, they will definitely bring in a group of male disciples who admire them and come to protect the flowers in a hurry. At that time, there will be more people in the outer hall, so what can those disciples in the inner hall do with great martial arts? They will still only be beaten.

"The time is set within ten days. During this period, choose a law enforcement disciple to take the task and fight with the disciples in the inner hall." Ye Qin confirmed this matter.

Among the five brothers of their fellow disciples, Ye Qin was the most independent one.

Yang Yicheng was bold and impulsive. Although he was also very opinionated, he was a little reckless in his work and always gave people a feeling of being unscrupulous. Feng Xiaolin was prone to retreat and often did not dare to make any decisions. Although Qian Ruoxue was a little opinionated, he was a woman after all, and was weak in momentum. Sun Ying was weak in temperament and often needed to rely on others to make her own opinions.

Ye Qin usually doesn't talk much, but he is calm and calm. He takes the initiative, and the other four are mostly willing to obey. He settled down the fight with his inner disciples. Ten days are plenty of time, so they are not in a hurry to take revenge immediately.

"Second, let's take two moves. Let me see how much your kung fu has improved. Can you be beaten up by the beatings! Then you should not be beaten up by the turtle in the inner hall." Yang Yicheng hadn't seen Ye Qin for more than half a year, and his fists were itchy. He rubbed his two iron palms and shouted excitedly.

"Senior Brother, you are not unaware that my internal skills are purely auxiliary skills. It is okay to let me carry three or five hundred pounds and walk dozens of miles, but if you want to get your iron fist, you can't hold on to two fists. If you want to practice boxing, you should find someone else. The training grounds in the medicinal hall are opponents who are willing to practice with you." Ye Qin smiled bitterly in his heart and shook his head lightly.

"Forget it, I knew you would say that for a long time." Yang Yicheng was a little unhappy, but his fists were itchy and headed straight to the training ground of the Medicine Hall.

"Senior brother, why not accompany you to practice a few moves?!"

Feng Xiao laughed strangely and followed.

Qian Ruoxue and Sun Ying are not behind. Anyway, the revenge cannot be avenged now. It is better to go to the practice field to vent.

Ye Qin thought for a moment and walked towards the training ground calmly.

He didn't want to practice qigong, because the "Sitting and Forgetful Sutra" he practices now basically relies entirely on the medicinal power of eating dew grass to achieve rapid growth. The ordinary practice methods have no effect on his skills.

He just wanted to go over and see how the four people's kung fu has been progressing in the past six months.

In the practice field, there are about dozens of disciples practicing, most of whom are young disciples from the outer hall between the ages of fifteen and sixteen to over twenty, and most of them are third-rate or even less than the level of skill.

These disciples either practice martial arts alone, or practice fighting skills, swords and swords, fists and feet intertwined, and some people were shouting, which was quite lively.

Ye Qin watched outside the court for a long time, but frowned.

Because he found that the martial arts of dozens of young disciples in the field seemed to be very weak, with slow movements and very stiffness. He could capture their moves at a glance, and even each of their subtle movements of swinging swords, punches, and legs were slow like a boy who had just started practicing martial arts.

Yang Yicheng's iron fist is quite powerful, and one punch can break five stacked blue bricks placed flat on the ground.

But in Ye Qin's eyes, he felt that it was too slow, and he was afraid that he would be avoided before he hit others.

Feng Xiao's "Tiyun Zong" has reached the fourth level and jumped around quickly in the training ground. He is very flexible and clever. Few young disciples who practice with him can get along with him.

Ye Qin used to be envious of Feng Xiao's light skills. But now he suddenly felt that Feng Xiao was bored and jumping around like this, and he was a little stupid like a rabbit. If he had a stone in his hand now and it popped out, Feng Xiao would probably be able to lie on the ground and hum and couldn't jump up.

Qian Ruoxue was taking a wooden stake and knocking it out, but her plum hand was not as fast as she had thought before. If she had practiced with her, she would probably be able to easily grasp her smart little hands so that her plum hand would not be able to exert any power.

Sun Ying's swordsmanship seemed to have regressed a lot, and the sword body was shaking slightly. Even if the sword was not held firmly enough, could it hit someone?

In the entire training ground, no one’s kung fu is satisfactory, and there are flaws and weaknesses everywhere. What’s going on? Is their martial arts a significant decline, or is their cultivation level improving?

Ye Qin was surprised and thoughtful.

The power of "Sitting and Forgetful Sutra" seems to be much greater than I imagined. I spent half a year cultivating the first level of the original that originally took ten years of cultivation to perfection, and I could easily look down on most of the fellow brothers of the same age.

If you can practice the second and third levels, you should be considered a rare master in the martial arts world. It’s a pity that there are not enough blue rocks to cultivate small dew grass and speed up the cultivation progress.

Ye Qin couldn't help but feel deeply regretful.
Chapter completed!