Reborn in the Great Yan Dynasty: I Cultivated to Become a Martial Saint Through Telekinesis

Chapter 58 The Gambler

An account for five hundred taels of silver?

He Xiong was a little confused. He looked up at the figure of the boy in front of him and felt that he looked vaguely familiar.

However, besides the debt owed to the gambling den, when did he ever owe anyone else a debt?

It's no wonder he didn't recognize him; after all, they only met once at night and didn't see each other very clearly.

"Can't remember? Shangyin County, a junior constable?" Mo Zheng reminded him with a smile.

"It's you!"

Memories of that night flooded back, and He Xiong exclaimed with delight, "Brother Mo, it's actually you!"

In his entire life, he only found one talented young man qualified to enter the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall in Shangyin County, and naturally he would never forget him.

"Haha, it's me, Brother He. I never expected that after so many months apart, we would meet again in such a scene."

Mo Zheng laughed. He was a silver-seal constable, a sixth-rank official. He was usually very powerful, arresting thieves and people. Who would have thought that he would be chased so desperately because of gambling debts?

"So they're old acquaintances. Even better, let's take them both down together."

At the command of the gambling den's leader, the other two rushed forward.

He Xiong's joy at meeting an old friend vanished in an instant. He cried out urgently, "Young brother, run! They are all Stone Skin Warriors! You're not...!"

shhhhh!

Just then, two sharp whooshing sounds came from the air. The two black-robed men saw two golden lights rushing towards them, which were still two copper coins.

You think a mere copper coin can stop me?

The two men were disdainful, a cold smile playing on their lips, and swung their two long swords directly at the copper coin.

Clang! Clang!

The copper coin and the longsword clashed together, producing a crisp metallic sound and sparks flying everywhere. The two burly men's expressions immediately changed.

There are no fancy tricks or ingenuity on the copper coin, only a powerful force.

The immense force surged into the two men's bodies through the longsword. The two martial artists at the Stone Skin level each groaned and staggered back several steps before regaining their footing.

Their hands, gripping the knives, trembled uncontrollably, and faint traces of blood could be seen on the tiger's mouth. They stared at Mo Zheng in disbelief, clearly finding it hard to believe that such a young boy possessed such terrifying strength.

"What an amazing young man!"

The leading martial artist from the gambling den was greatly surprised, never expecting such a meddlesome person to appear.

He drew his long sword and said in a deep voice, "Boy, whoever you are, leave now, and this matter will be none of your concern. Sanyuan Gambling House is the property of the You family; you can't afford to offend them."

"The You family?"

Mo Zheng raised an eyebrow and asked, "The You family, the one associated with You Chen Dong?"

"Indeed, since you know my young master's name, why don't you quickly step aside?" said the leading martial artist.

Then I absolutely cannot move aside.

Mo Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you hear? He still owes me five hundred taels of silver."

"How dare you!"

Upon hearing this, the gambling den warrior knew that the other party was determined to meddle. He shouted and, along with two others, charged forward again, forming a three-person formation, sandwiching Mo Zheng in the middle.

"Be careful, the three of them know a combined attack technique," He Xiong quickly warned.

Combination attack technique?

Don't take it lightly; he can multitask.

Seeing the three long swords coming at him, he stepped on the stirrups and immediately soared into the sky, causing all three swords to miss their mark.

boom!boom!

The two burly men, both injured, simultaneously struck the leader's back with their palms. Their inner energy surged forth, and in an instant, the leader's expression turned ferocious, his veins bulged, and his face turned as red as blood.

"Black Tiger Slash!"

With a roar, the burly man slashed straight down with his longsword, like a tiger pouncing on its prey. The force of the blade was fierce, and the sound of a tiger's roar could be faintly heard as it struck the spot where Mo Zheng had landed.

"This is the combined attack technique?"

Seeing this, Mo Zheng couldn't help but feel disappointed. Forcibly absorbing the internal energy of others to launch an attack could increase its power, but it would inevitably damage one's own meridians. Moreover, the power was only slightly stronger on the longsword, so it was not worth the loss.

His figure moved like the wind, suddenly accelerating and landing before the long sword could strike. He simply dodged, a scorching aura brushing past him, but the long sword missed its mark.

Empty, completely empty?!

The burly man's heart tightened. He never expected Mo Zheng to be so fast, and his all-out attack had missed.

He held the knife, ready to strike again, but Mo Zheng would never give him the chance.

call out!

Mo Zheng moved swiftly, his sheathed longsword suddenly thrusting out. The sword was as fast as the wind, its movements unpredictable and elusive.

In terms of external martial arts skills, these three martial artists probably couldn't even get past the first level of the Tower of Ascension, let alone be worthy of fighting Mo Zheng.

As the sword thrust out, the leading warrior tried to raise his blade to block, but found that he couldn't see the sword light at all. He could only swing his longsword repeatedly, weaving a net of blades in an attempt to block Mo Zheng's sword.

However, Mo Zheng's sword speed was so fast and his sword style so unpredictable that a mere net of blades could not possibly stop him.

The longsword easily pierced through the gaps in the blade net!

boom!

With a muffled thud, the sheathed longsword struck the man's neck with a heavy blow. He was struck as if by lightning, instantly freezing in place. The longsword in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and then he clutched his neck with both hands, collapsing to the ground, breathing heavily. He was clearly no longer able to fight.

Lost?

The other two, upon seeing this scene, widened their eyes in shock, their faces showing expressions of horror.

It should be noted that this Black Tiger Slash, which combined the inner energy of the three of them, had a force of ten thousand jin. No one below the Tendon and Bone Realm could withstand it. Yet, they were defeated before they could even touch the opponent's shadow!

They were defeated just as easily as before.

The sword wasn't even drawn...

This boy looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, how could he be so strong?!

Not only them, but even He Xiong was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

Although he knew Mo Zheng's background as a genius who had already entered the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall, how long had it been since the two of them first met?

Just over two months.

Just over two months ago, the opponent had only achieved the Great Perfection of Qi and Blood, and his swordsmanship had only reached the level of subtlety when he was on the verge of death, breaking through in the heat of battle.

But in the blink of an eye, earth-shattering changes have taken place.

Two copper coins were enough to crack the tiger's mouth of two martial artists at the Stone Skin level. What kind of formidable power is this?

Not to mention the sword technique just now, which he couldn't even see clearly. It was incredibly fast and defeated the martial artist who used a combined attack technique with a single sword strike!

He had already experienced that combined attack technique, and he was completely unable to resist it. If he hadn't deflected the force in time, he would have been seriously injured and unable to escape to this place.

Yet these three stone-skinned warriors, working together, were easily defeated by this young man.

And this young man's longsword was still sheathed!

Is the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy really that incredible, capable of transforming people in just two months?

Just two months ago, this little guy was only at the Qi and Blood Realm, and he was in grave danger even when dealing with a single martial artist at the Bull Skin Realm. But now, he easily defeats three martial artists at the Stone Skin Realm with a leisurely stroll...

He Xiong felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Compared to the other party, my thirty years of diligent martial arts training have been completely wasted!

Little did he know that, let alone three Stone Skin Realm martial artists with such poor external skills, even Stone Skin Realm martial artists carefully trained by the Martial Arts Hall could be easily defeated by Mo Zheng.

Mo Zheng said to the two astonished people in the gambling den, "Aren't you going to take him away? Or do you want to fight me?"

"Yes, yes..."

The two martial artists dared not say a word. They hurriedly helped the leader, who was lying on the ground, up and slunk away into the distance. They disappeared without a trace in no time.

He then looked at He Xiong.

He Xiong came to his senses, still shocked by Mo Zheng's rapid progress and high level of swordsmanship, but he smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Mo, thank you very much. If you hadn't repelled them, I'm afraid I would have been in serious trouble."

The You family is powerful, with three generations producing experts at the Internal Organ Realm. Even the Governor of Liangzhou has to give them some leeway. Naturally, they wouldn't be afraid of a mere Silver Seal Constable from the Six Doors, not to mention that He Xiong owed gambling debts and was in the wrong.

Once caught, they will inevitably be severely beaten, followed by being forced to pay back the money.

"Brother He, you're mistaken. I'm not here to save you; I'm here to collect a debt from you."

Mo Zheng smiled and said, "Back then, there was a reward of five hundred taels of silver for killing that notorious bandit Yu Yang, but I didn't receive it."

"what……"

Upon hearing this, He Xiong couldn't help but laugh awkwardly. He had actually taken the five hundred taels of silver.

Martial artists are also human beings, with emotions and desires. He was a gambler, so he often lost money.

However, he did not expect that with Mo Zheng's current strength, he would actually want to ask him for those five hundred taels.

"Brother He, if you're short on funds, that's fine. But please try to gamble less in the future."

Mo Zheng wasn't stupid; he naturally saw through the other party's predicament.

However, He Xiong had done him a favor. If He Xiong hadn't informed him in advance about the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy, he would probably have had to wait for more than half a year before he had a chance to enter, which would have been a waste of time. That's why he stepped in to save him.

As for five hundred taels of silver, it was nothing to him today, and he didn't care whether he had it or not.

"Hehehe...that's just my hobby."

He Xiong rubbed his hands awkwardly, then looked at Mo Zheng, then at the black-scaled horse, and a different thought began to form in his mind.

He said, "It's fate that we've met. Young brother, you seem to be doing quite well at the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall. I wonder if you could lend me a hand?"

"Brother He, is there anything else that's bothering you?" Mo Zheng asked.

"I won't trouble you twice. Please lend me some more money, Brother Mo, so I can win back my losses and pay off this gambling debt. When I receive my salary in the future, I will definitely send this money, along with the five hundred taels, to the martial arts hall," He Xiong said with a smile, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Borrow money?

Mo Zheng looked at He Xiong, blinked, and asked, "Can I lend you money from a gambler?"

The gambling den run by the You family sent three Stone Skin Realm martial artists to hunt them down. Such a large-scale operation was just to collect gambling debts.

As a result, this silver-stamped constable, having just escaped danger, wasn't thinking about how to hide, but rather about going back to the gambling den to pay off his debts...

Mo Zheng was at a loss for words and couldn't help but laugh.

When people are utterly speechless, what can they do besides laugh?

Seeing Mo Zhengxiao, He Xiong also smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Young Brother Mo, about borrowing money..."

"No."

"Ah... what did you say, Brother Mo?"

I said I wouldn't lend it.

Do not argue with a definitive statement.

He was the kind of person who would repay kindness and avenge wrongs. He had done He Xiong a favor by helping him enter the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall, so he would naturally save him when they met. He could even forgo the 500 taels reward. However, lending him money to gamble would be beyond the scope of his gratitude.

He Xiong was immediately filled with disappointment, but he did not give up. He said anxiously, "Young brother, you don't know this, but the You family has a lot of influence in Liangzhou. If I can't pay back this gambling debt, they will definitely send me to the Daliang Mountains to hunt monsters and pay off the debt."

"The Great Liang Mountains are teeming with ferocious and dangerous monsters; a moment's carelessness can lead to certain death."

"Young brother, can you bear to see me end up like this?"

The Daliang Mountains are indeed dangerous. Don't be fooled by how easily Mo Zheng and the other martial arts hall disciples kill monsters. Their external martial arts skills are far superior to those of other martial artists.

However, this danger can also promote the improvement of a martial artist's strength; this is the principle behind the saying that jade cannot become a useful object without being carved.

Hunting monsters is dangerous, but if several people form a team and look out for each other, they will develop a tacit understanding after hunting for a long time, and then it won't be so dangerous.

However, He Xiong was clearly not a martial artist who still had a desire to improve his skills.

Mo Zheng looked at the other person and put his hand into his pocket.

He Xiong's eyes widened immediately, a hint of joy flashing in them, simply because he had persuaded the young man in front of him.

However, the joy quickly faded as Mo Zheng pulled out a bottle of pills.

"There's not much I can do to help you, except for this healing pill, which is quite effective at healing injuries."

Mo Zheng handed the pill to the other party, said no more, mounted his horse, and rode off into the distance.

The elixir is a Rejuvenation Pill made from the Rejuvenation Herb. Each pill is worth two thousand taels of silver. It can keep someone alive even if they are seriously injured and on the verge of death. Other injuries can be cured quickly after swallowing it. It is very precious.

The two had only met once, and this pill was Mo Zheng's last bit of effort.

"Just one healing pill?"

Looking at the pills in his hand, He Xiong felt a surge of anger.

He also used the healing pills given to him by the other party, which were naturally found in the Six Doors.

That brat is ungrateful! If he hadn't applied to the martial arts academy back then, how could that brat have been accepted and have achieved his current success?!

Ten thousand taels of gambling debt...

He Xiong was somewhat worried. The salary paid by the Six Doors to those with silver seals was not small. A copper seal was worth five hundred taels a month, and a silver seal was worth one thousand taels a month. However, he spent it all as soon as he received it. How could he save up to pay off his gambling debts?

Are we really going to go hunting monsters?

Thinking of the ferocity and savagery of those monsters, and their fearlessness in the face of death, He Xiong felt a chill run down his spine.

He did hunt when he was young, but now that he's this age, he has no more pursuit of martial arts, so why not enjoy a couple of days instead of hunting monsters?

Moreover, if it were just one or two, that would be fine, but with ten thousand taels of silver, you would have to hunt at least seven or eight to pay it off.

He probably died before he could kill so many monsters.

"Never mind, if the Martial Arts Hall is involved, it can't be cheap stuff. Let's pawn this healing pill and try our luck. If we can make a profit, we won't have to worry anymore."

Once He Xiong made up his mind, he spat a wad of phlegm in the direction Mo Zheng had left, muttered "stingy kid" under his breath, and then headed towards the pawnshop.

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