A wild boar, 315 kilograms, is not considered very large.

However, the Chi family was very happy, as if they had won the grand prize.

"I'll go to the city to deliver bamboo weaving to the agricultural machinery shop, and call you second uncle, sister-in-law and others to come for dinner." Chi's father smoked a dry tobacco and carried the hand-woven bamboo baskets, hats and other tools.

The Chi family chose to build a house on the hillside because Chi's father had this bamboo weaving technique to cut bamboo from the mountains.

However, bamboo weaving is not available for sale these days.

It is difficult to make a fortune by making bamboo weaving.

"Be careful on the road." Chi's mother, who is dealing with wild boar internal organs, reminded her.

Chi's father nodded and told Chi Qiaosong: "Wait a while, go to the foot of the mountain, and invite the village chief, your second and third grandfathers to dinner."

The local clan atmosphere is relatively heavy.

Whoever kills pigs or cattle will ask the village chief and the senior elders in the village.

"Yes." Matsu Ikehashi nodded.

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"Kosong is really promising." The village chief smiled and ate melon seeds.

The village at the foot of the mountain is Chijia Village. The village chief is naturally named Chi, and he is also Chiqiao Song's grandfather.

"I beat the wild boar to death by one person. Did Komatsu come out to practice it, or Shutian, you had the foresight and sent Komatsu to the martial arts lecture hall. Isn't that practice it?"

Grandpa San was amazed.

I felt a little regretful and did not send my grandson to the martial arts lecture hall.

Although everyone knows that learning martial arts is a way out, just like taking the college entrance examination, who can guarantee that their children can achieve success in their studies. Moreover, poor people are rich in literature and martial arts, practicing martial arts is very cruel for poor people.

If you don’t have money to buy auxiliary medicines to nourish your body, you will be a trauma after practicing.

The warlords who fought in the Republic of China in Daxia were actually all from great families.

For example, Zhu Guangshan, the Grand Marshal Zhu, served as the Minister of Rites and Minister of the Feudal Old Feudal Dynasty. After the founding of the Republic of China of Daxia, there were always tribe members serving as local officials.

This is why Zhu Guangshan set up a flag and promoted his righteousness, and decided to three cities and eleven counties in one battle, creating the feat of Peng's ranks.

"Your grandson is not old, so you can also send him to the martial arts lecture hall now. Marshal Zhu has been recruiting soldiers all the time, and after training, he can join the army directly." The second grandfather said.

Grandpa San snorted: "If you don't have that talent, you're not as good as Komatsu."

When dinner started, the wild boar was brought up, and the two old men didn't care about it and picked up large pieces of wild boar meat and put them into the bowl.

"Kotsune, after practicing the martial arts lecture hall for three months, who can you rank now?" the village chief asked. Many people were still watching the martial arts lecture hall organized by Marshal Zhu.

Ikehashi Matsu said calmly: "I am in the martial arts lecture hall, and my talent is not good. My ranking should be the last before the holiday."

"Wow, are you going to finish the line?"

"yes."

This is true. He was a sequence of being persuaded to withdraw at that time. Only with the golden finger, he had the best strength in the current Lishi realm.

Going back to the martial arts lecture hall, he is definitely the first place.

After all, in three months, even the talented students cannot rely on "Crazy Bull Powerful Fist" to develop Mingjin and advance to the Powerful Realm, let alone the superior combat power.

"It seems that this martial arts lecture hall is really capable." The village chief muttered.

After a meal and dinner, the village chief, the second and third grandfathers all left with thoughts.

The next morning, Chi's father took the cut wild boar meat to the county town to sell it to subsidize the household income. As for Chihashimatsu, he still practiced boxing in the fields and taught boxing.

Yesterday, a lot of lentil seedlings were eaten by wild boars, but today he brought them back to plant the open space.

Takeshi Ikehashi and Wen Moshan were captured by him again as a strong man.

However, the wild boar Ikehashi Matsu was killed yesterday, so the two boys were fully treated with the worship of Ikehashi Matsu, and they were honest in their lentils, without any complaints.

"Brother, are we practicing new moves today?"

"If you don't practice, you'll lay the foundation."

His understanding of "Crazy Bull Powerful Fist" reached the top level, and he naturally understood that Takeshi Ikehashi and Wen Moshan were too young, and if he practiced hard, he would easily lose his body.

It must be progressive step by step.

"When will it take to lay a foundation?" Wen Moshan practiced basic moves, and his posture slowly became scattered.

Slap, Slap, Ikehashi let go of his hands and kicked him up and helped him lift the rack again: "Don't let the rack go apart, why is the little kid not patient at all?"

Wen Moshan dared not resist, so he could only howl: "Oh, oh."

Takeshi Ikehashi was just right there and laughed.

Play for a moment.

Suddenly, a few familiar hums came, and Chi Qiaosong raised his eyebrows and walked out of the field. Looking in the sound, a giant wild boar, much larger than the wild boar he killed, came towards the field while sniffing the ground.

"Wow!"

Takeshi Ikehashi shouted: "What a big wild boar!"

"Go back, you two, go into the fields." Ikehashimatsu pulled out a machete from under the eaves, which was his purposely prepared to go into the mountains to hunt.

The wild boar approached and saw the Ikebashimatsu blocking her face. It stopped hesitantly.

Such a close confrontation made Chihashimatsu see clearly that the wild boar was several times bigger than yesterday's wild boar, with knotted muscles and protruding fangs. Even the boar's bristles were upright, as if they had a layer of steel needles.

"This body shape!"

"This posture!"

"Can it be a mountain drum?"

Chi Qiaosong felt a little nervous inexplicably. There were many old and elf wild boars in Cuilongling, Qianli.

Once you break through the limitations of your own species like humans practicing martial arts, you will no longer be ordinary beasts, but spiritual beasts.

The spirit beast wild boar, locally called it a mountain drum, and its sound rang through the mountains and fields like beating a drum.

When the big wild boar saw that Chiqiao Song had not given way, he turned around and walked away, wanting to walk towards the fence from another direction. Chiqiao Song naturally would not let it harm a mu of thin fields, and would continue to block the way with the past.

Can guess.

This big wild boar was attracted by a small acre of thin fields.

"hold head high!"

When he was blocked from the road twice, the big wild boar suddenly became irritable. He opened his mouth and roared, as if a thunderbolt was hit by the empty space, which made Chibashisong's ears hurt.

He was completely sure that this big wild boar was the mountain drum.

"Spiritual beast, can I beat it?" My heart was slightly distressed, and Ikehashimatsu tightened his machete with force. He did not take a step back, but he was still ready to weigh the big wild boar.

after all.

This is a mountain drum, a spiritual beast.

Pull it over to the fat field and maybe you can condense a packet of fertilizer.

The roar did not scare Chibashi Song away. Youshan Gu no longer hesitated and rushed towards Chibashi Song directly. It did not start completely, but it was more like a kind of forced Chibashi Song to retreat.

Seeing the opportunity, Matsu Ikehashi directly waved his machete and slashed his head.

Click!

The machete accurately hit Youshangu's head, cutting out a blood mark, which seemed to be chopping on the bone, but the bone was as hard as steel, making the machete unable to cut into half a minute.

"Unchi!" The mountain drum roared angrily.

The hill-like body took two steps back and rushed towards Chibashimatsu.

At that moment, Ikehashimatsu seemed to see a tank and crushed him. His momentum was indescribable.

He was timid, but behind him was a small acre of thin land, which was his reliance on his success. He could not allow him to retreat, and he could only arouse a sense of hostility in his heart.

Holding a knife to meet the mountain drum upstream.

Pick.

The machete slapped the shoulder blade of the Youshan Drum.

He moved two steps to the left to avoid the collision of the Youshan Drum. Taking advantage of the change of the Youshan Drum, he waved his machete and chopped the Youshan Drum's strong back.
Chapter completed!