From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 11 Chaos
After eating and drinking, small streams of energy merged into the essence and fire, making the essence and fire slightly stronger.

During these days, Meng Yuan constantly observed his spirit fire and found that the amount of nutrients his spirit fire absorbed varied depending on what he ate. Meat was the best, while rice, flour, vegetables, and fruits were not so good.

And there are differences in meat. Eating sheep eggs and beef eggs are better than eating others.

Judging from the food this time, Meng Yuan estimated that in another month, the essence fire would be able to cover his body and would probably reach perfection.

"What will happen then? Also, would it be better for the essence and fire if I eat something else? Can I eat monsters..." Meng Yuan couldn't help but think of his aunt.

Just as I was thinking about it, I felt a piercing pain in my arm.

"Why are you pinching me?" Meng Yuan hurriedly held Tie Niu's hand.

"Brother!" Tie Niu said with a serious face, "My father said that if you stare at the tiger's mouth and smile foolishly, I will wake you up. I also have to ask you one question: Have you forgotten your young wife at home?"

"..."Meng Yuan didn't expect that Big Head Uncle had so little confidence in him, and was afraid that he would be seduced by the monster.

"Have you forgotten? Tell me!" Tie Niu grabbed Meng Yuan's arm and shook it hard.

"I haven't forgotten..." Meng Yuan said weakly.

It was already dark and the moonlight was dim.

After everyone had their fill, they went to the training ground to practice horse stance and punching, and then lifting stone locks.

As the night deepened and we were all exhausted and sweating, we finally dispersed.

Everyone else went back to their residence, but Meng Yuan and Tie Niu were not in a hurry to leave.

As his health improved and his internal energy became stronger, Meng Yuan became much stronger and could easily lift a 20-jin stone lock.

Although I was exhausted at Muzhuang, I had never tested my limits. Now is a good time to give it a try.

Seeing that there was no one on the training ground, Meng Yuan chose a 100-jin stone mill, squatted down, held the lifting handle with both hands, gritted his teeth and slowly lifted it up. Then he counted to thirty in his mind, and then gently put it down.

After taking a breath, Meng Yuan tried the 200-jin stone mill again. This time he felt powerless. He could only move it but could not lift it.

"Let me try!" Tie Niu grabbed the two hundred kilograms stone mill, groaned, and using all his strength, he slowly lifted it up.

There is indeed a huge difference between people. This iron ox has strong muscles and great brute force. It is truly a natural supernatural power.

Meng Yuan estimated that his limit was about 150 kilograms, while Tie Niu's was around 250 kilograms.

Of course, neither of them had any training. If they practiced for a while longer, and gained more strength and skills, they would be able to lift heavier objects.

Besides, as the essence and fire grow, your strength will also increase.

The two chatted and came to the well together.

There were a total of twenty-seven people here, fifteen boys and twelve girls, all living in the parade ground, with their residences a hundred steps apart.

There was no hot water here, and the winter night was cold, so most people went back to sleep. Only a few people would simply wash themselves by the well.

The girls were more particular and carried water back to the house to wash.

"Master Nie said that people who learn martial arts don't care about trivial matters. It would be nice if we could take a bath together here!" Wu Changsheng was also by the well, and he teased the female student in a frivolous way.

Wu Changsheng flirted with the girls for a few words, and when they pushed him, he eagerly carried the bucket of water to the girls' quarters.

Meng Yuan and Tie Niu didn't say much. They just washed with their bare chests in the cold wind.

Seeing some female students coming over here, they praised Wu Changsheng for his good eyesight, and their words were full of encouragement, wanting Meng Yuan and Tie Niu to help.

But both of them were honest people and didn’t understand at all. They quickly dried themselves and went back to the dormitory.

I pushed open the dormitory door and saw an oil lamp burning inside, making it quite dim.

"Newcomer!" As soon as Meng Yuan and Tie Niu entered the room, the room became quiet, and then a few strange laughs broke out.

Meng Yuan looked over and saw a person sitting against the wall at the innermost part of the long kang with his legs crossed. There were two young men sitting cross-legged on either side, all looking at him with smiles.

There were two bundles thrown on the ground, with the shoes and socks inside scattered around. They were clearly his and Tie Niu's.

Some of the other people in the room lay down to sleep, while others looked like they were waiting to see a joke.

"Go!" The young man with his legs crossed laughed and pointed outside, "Get me a basin of water to wash my feet." "Where is the basin?" Meng Yuan asked with a smile.

"Are your eyes white?" The young man glared at Meng Yuan and pointed at the ground.

Where there are many people, there will inevitably be leaders and servants, some will bully others, and some will be bullied.

Meng Yuan didn't want to get involved, nor did he intend to deceive anyone. But he was being bullied, and the bag was specially washed by Jiang Yatou in such a cold weather!
Having almost starved to death once before, Meng Yuan cherished his life very much and didn't want to cause any trouble. But...

Meng Yuan walked forward, picked up the wooden basin, and then suddenly stepped onto the kang, and the wooden basin hit the young man directly in the face. Then he followed and kicked the young man on the head.

"You dare to hit me? I am the son of Manager Liu!" The young man didn't expect that Meng Yuan had no martial ethics at all. At this moment, blood was spurting out of his face and he was crying loudly.

The two young men beside Manager Liu's son were stunned for a moment before they came to their senses and hurried to stop Meng Yuan. One of them was kicked in the abdomen, and the other was grabbed by the arm and then pulled forward with great force, falling to the ground.

Meng Yuan dealt with the helpers, and his main target was still the son of General Liu who was looking for trouble.

"Come and help!" The young man squatted on the kang, protecting his head with his hands, and yelled.

Seeing this, the others rushed forward. Some hugged Meng Yuan's waist, some hugged his legs, and some shouted to stop the fight but punched Meng Yuan.

Tie Niu was an honest child. He was trying to stop the fight, but when he saw that no one listened and Meng Yuan was surrounded, he shouted, grabbed one of them and threw him back, "Don't hit my brother!"

He was extremely strong and threw five or six of them back in a row. He then grabbed another one, but found that the man was quite strong and he could hardly pull him away.

"I'm Tie Niu! Watch out during the fight!" Meng Yuan was fighting hard when Tie Niu grabbed his waist.

"I've never been in a fight, brother!" Tie Niu quickly let go and asked someone else to catch him.

For a moment, seven or eight people were unable to do anything to Meng Yuan and Tie Niu, and the men's dormitory was filled with cries of grief.

"Don't fight! Don't fight!" Wu Changsheng was outside trying to please the female students. When he heard the noise, he came over to persuade them, but he couldn't persuade them at all.

He wanted to go up and pull the people, but he didn't know who kicked over the oil lamp, and the men's dormitory suddenly became dark, and he accidentally got injured in the face.

For a moment, the kang became a battlefield. It was so dark that no one knew who was hitting who. It was a complete mess.

These people had only been learning martial arts for five or six days. There was no order to their fight and it was just a melee.

After a while, the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling became louder and louder. People kept shouting to stop, but Meng Yuan did not stop at all. He just stared at the young man and continued beating him.

"Stop fighting!" The door of the men's dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and several female students shone lanterns inside.

"Stop it!" A tall female student came in holding an oil lamp. This woman seemed to be quite prestigious. Wu Changsheng blocked the blood from his nose and lowered his head.

All the young men stopped, and no one spoke for a while, but there were many sounds of crying.

There were fifteen young men, except for three who were motionless, the rest were all injured, with bruises on their faces and noses. Even Wu Changsheng, who was trying to stop the fight, was affected.

"Who started it?" asked the tall female student.

All the young men looked at Meng Yuan and the son of Manager Liu. Seeing this, Tie Niu quickly stood beside Meng Yuan.

At this time, Meng Yuan's hand was still holding the hair of Manager Liu's son. He didn't look at anyone else, but just pulled it back hard. Manager Liu's son raised his head, and blood was still flowing from his nose.

"If I find anyone touching mine and Tie Niu's things again, I will beat you." Meng Yuan was shirtless, with purple and bruises all over his front and back, but he didn't care at all. He just looked around and set his eyes on the son of Manager Liu.

The son of Manager Liu had a swollen nose and face, his clothes were torn, tears were streaming from his red and swollen eyes, the blood on his face was flowing into his mouth, and he kept sobbing, "You beat me even though I didn't do it?"

"Yes, I will only hit you." Meng Yuan knew very well the principle of striking with one punch.

"Sister Qian, save me..." The son of Manager Liu cried even harder, looking eagerly at the tall girl at the door.

"Crying? I'll beat you even if you cry." Meng Yuan let go of his hand, blew his bloody nose, and wiped his hand on the clothes of Manager Liu's son.

Tie Niu followed suit, but the noise he made when blowing his nose was too loud and rough, with no aesthetic appeal at all.

The tall female student glanced at Meng Yuan and frowned, "Everyone go to bed! Anyone who dares to do this again will be kicked out tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, sister." Wu Changsheng, with half of his face swollen, forced a smile at the tall female student, then walked forward and patted Meng Yuan and Tie Niu on the shoulders.

Everyone cleaned up the things on the ground, stopped making trouble, and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)