Win One of Three Bouts, Sturgeon King!

In the early morning, the thick fog was like a mat rolled up close to the ground, and the cold air seeped straight into the seams of our clothes.

Figures loomed in the thick fog; a group of twenty or thirty people emerged, followed by five carts.

Most of them were young men and women, dressed cleanly, but there were also servants wearing coarse linen clothes.

One person stood out the most; he was extremely tall, over six feet, yet his face was very youthful.

"Master, is this Ping Yang Town? It's huge! It feels even bigger than our county town."

The lean young man, carrying a bag, looked around curiously.

Pang Qinghe, who was leading the group, sighed, "It should be called Ping Yang County now, and maybe Pingyang Prefecture in the future. In any case, we'll have to make a living here from now on."

The man, over six feet tall, said in a deep voice, "Why do we have to move? Isn't Hua Zhu County good enough?"

"Da Zhuang, we have no choice but to leave. The Ghost Mother Sect has brought us terrible misery." The lean young man patted Da Zhuang's arm sadly. "The people in the county have either fled or left. Many people in our Martial Arts School have also died. If we don't move, no one will come to learn martial arts. We will have no income in the future. If we have no income, you won't be able to eat meat."

"Then I won't eat meat anymore."

"Da Zhuang, don't listen to Lan Tai's nonsense." Pang Qinghe pretended to hit him, Lan Tai jumped away like a monkey and ran far away. Pang Qinghe couldn't really chase after him to hit him, so he said helplessly, "Eat as much meat as you want. We'll need your help later!"

"Master, is it time for a fight?"

"We're not fighting, we're just exchanging skills! Too many people have run away from Hua Zhu County, and too few remain. We can't support such a large group of people, so we have to come to Ping Yang County. But we're setting up our own territory, so we need to make a name for ourselves first."

Skinny Monkey Lan Tai popped his head out from behind Da Zhuang: "Shall we go and challenge the other Martial Arts School Martial Arts School Master Ping Yang Town. Two of them were led by Galloping Horse Yuanman, and the other one, the Yang clan family, was not to be trifled with. Their leader was Hunting Tiger, who was too powerful. Shall we go to the other two?"

"What's the point of kicking the other two teams? If you're going to kick someone, kick the strongest one!"

"Wow, Master, you're using Wolf Smoke to Hunting Tiger? Aren't you afraid of getting killed?"

"Why did you have a mouth?" Pang Qinghe was furious. "It definitely wasn't me who kicked it, it was Da Zhuang kicked it. I found out that Great Martial Master Yang has taken on a new disciple less than five months ago, which is about the same as Dazhuang's six months of Da Zhuang training."

General against general, soldier against soldier. Da Zhuang has Da Zhuang Innate Strong Bone, almost like Martial Bone. He has the best Root Bone I've ever seen since I opened my Martial Arts School. He will definitely win, and then our reputation will be established!"

Lan Tai swallowed hard. "Master, I feel it's very dangerous for you to do this."

"Are you stupid? We'll field three players. Aside from Da Zhuang, I don't expect you guys to win. If we can win one out of three, that will already be a success."

"Wow, Master is clever!"

The creaking sound of wheels rolling over the ground swallowed up the words behind the Lan Tai.

Huge wooden carts emerged from the thick fog, forming a long convoy, with bulging sacks piled up to a person's height.

Officials in their robes, holding long whips, followed the convoy, their eyes fierce, as they escorted it.

"It's a grain cart!"

Pang Qinghe twitched his nostrils; the rich, fragrant aroma of millet was so enticing that it made one's mouth water on this early morning, making one want to eat a bowl of delicious braised pork noodles.

"Everything is in dire need of rebuilding, it's time for us to take the stage!"

Let's go find an inn to settle down and have a meal first, then pick a good location to build Martial Arts School, and send out the invitation letter this afternoon!

First come, first served; latecomers only get to smell the farts!

"This river is much longer than I thought, and it's so deep!"

Liang Qu emerges from the water, surrounded by dense forest.

He originally followed the winding river in Ping Yang County to see if there were any traces left by the Flood Dragon, but he didn't expect to go further and further away, even after leaving the town.

Not only did it not end, but the riverbed became increasingly deeper, reaching depths of forty or fifty meters, while the river's width remained only seven or eight meters.

It flipped over and submerged, leaving a ripple on the river's surface.

"Have you found anything?"

In the water, the Cannot Move Fat Catfish shook its Fist and then swung its pincers, indicating that it hadn't noticed anything either.

There was nothing of value at the bottom of the water.

"Could it really be just a legend?"

Liang Qu sighed, his dream of finding some Dragon Bone and scales shattered. Just as he was about to head home, Fist next to him brandished pliers.

"We spotted many Little Sturgeon along the way?"

Liang Qu frowned as he recalled, and realized that it seemed to be true; along the way, he had found no fewer than seven or eight sturgeon in the river.

Sturgeon, a unique species of the Jiang Huai River, is often called "Sturgeon Dragon" by locals. It is the creature in folk legends that is closest to the dragon species.

Why are there so many Sturgeon Dragon in a small river? These creatures are not very common.

"Let's take another look inside."

Liang Qu led the four beasts deeper into the river, and after swimming for another two miles, the river suddenly widened.

Emerging from the water, a tranquil lake came into view, stretching at least half a mile in both directions, with lush trees lining the shore.

Liang Qu's heart inexplicably started racing; his intuition told him that this small lake was no ordinary place.

He turned back and told the four beasts to hide, Liang Qu swam away alone.

With the enhancement of Marsh Spirit, he has a very strong ability to hide in the water, while the four beasts do not have this ability.

There are already a lot of sturgeon outside the lake, so it's definitely not normal for them to treat the small lake as their base!

Just as they were about to venture deeper, three giant beasts suddenly appeared within Liang Qu's perception range.

The giant beast is a sturgeon species, over five meters long, and swims in an orderly fashion, like a large dog guarding the house.

Ordinary sturgeon are only a little over three meters long, but this is Spirit Monster, definitely Spirit Monster! A three-headed Spirit Monster guarding the gate? Liang Qu was so shocked that he dared not go any further.

Damn! Could there be a Sturgeon Dragon demon in the lake?

This lake looks big, but it's definitely not big enough for three Sturgeon Dragon Spirit Monster to share the territory. There must be an even stronger one suppressing them.

With his current level, he'd have a hard time even fighting Great Monster Spirit, let alone demons.

I'm leaving now, I accidentally stumbled upon a high-level dungeon.

Liang Qu quickly withdrew, leaving with the four beasts without looking back.

Inside the simple "palace" built of stone pillars in the center of the lake.

A sleeping sturgeon twitched its barbels slightly, then fell silent as it breathed.

Liang Qu followed the river all the way back to the vicinity of Ping Yang County, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he got back on the boat.

There are three Spirit Monster guarding the exit of a lake; who can withstand that...?

"So, the story of the Flood Dragon crossing the river might not be entirely unfounded. Perhaps someone has seen the Sturgeon Fish Demon? Or perhaps..."

Liang Qu's heart was pounding.

Or perhaps a Sturgeon Fish Demon obtained a dragon relic and developed its own race!

In any legend, the remnants on a dragon's body are considered valuable, even if it's just urine.

From the perspective of the River Master Emperor, he even witnessed firsthand how a fish that had swallowed the blood of Flood Dragon became Spirit Monster.

"That Sturgeon Fish Demon is a bit difficult to deal with."

Liang Qu was certain that there was something big in the center of the lake; if not a demon, then Great Monster Spirit.

"Never mind, let's go back and eat first, then we'll think about it."

Unable to come up with a solution after racking his brains for a long time, Liang Qu was starving. He moored the boat at the dock and prepared to go back to the Martial Arts School for a meal.

"Senior Brother Liang!"

"Junior Brother Li? What's the matter?"

An apprentice who had just entered the school bowed and said, "Senior Brother Liang, Senior Brother Xiang asked me to tell you that the grain collected by various prefectures has been transported to the area. He asked you to lend a hand and go to Yi Xing Town to find someone to transport their share of the grain back."

"Okay, I understand."

moment.

A chestnut-colored horse galloped down the street, its mane and tail billowing like flames, its iron hooves kicking up dust as it sped away like a whirlwind.

Lan Tai, who had come to the Martial Arts School to submit his letter of invitation, looked up and felt a pang of envy.

I wonder which Fugui young master is riding such a magnificent horse? It truly is like riding a ball of fire.

It's a big county town after all; the scenery is quite different.