Bang!
Shawen Cheng sat heavily on the ground, frowning, casting a resentful glance towards Night Sangeng.
"You tricked me!"
Night Sangeng picked a thorn, cleaned his teeth, "Where did I trick you? You can't even beat a woman, and you accuse me of trickery?"
Shawen Cheng blushed, coughed twice.
"That was my carelessness. How was I supposed to know she was so strong?"
The battle had only lasted a few seconds, and the arrogant gentleman was knocked out by Weng Ling with a hammer, showcasing his skills only to end up covered in mud.
Although embarrassed, Shawen Cheng had to admit defeat.
After all, he had started by saying things like "Ladies first" to Weng Ling, and he ended up being educated on why it's important to respect women.
"Alright, alright. She just wanted to tell me that this competition is tough, warning me not to be too optimistic," Night Sangeng glanced at the city of Loran after repelling Shawen Cheng.
After defeating Shawen Cheng, Weng Ling silently returned to her house, probably to avoid getting too involved. When they parted ways after the failure, everyone seemed more relaxed.
"But I am really not optimistic!"
Clapping his hands, Night Sangeng stood up and threw a long sword to Shawen Cheng.
"It's still early dawn. Accompany me for some practice."
"Huh?"
Shawen Cheng looked confused at the rusty machete in his hand, scratching his head.
As a newcomer, he understood being given a hard time, but practicing without any rest was a bit too much. Besides, if they were going to practice, couldn't they at least give him a proper sword?
"I'll attack, you defend."
Night Sangeng drew his new sword, the Executioner's Blade, after realizing his weakness in the battle against Shawen Cheng.
When the opponent's equipment is strong enough to withstand any attack, he becomes extremely passive. Without the ability to block, he had to rely on evasion, which often resulted in missing many opportunities to strike. If the opponent had a medium to long-range weapon, he might not have any chance at all.
So, he decided to strengthen his attacking skills when faced with tight defenses, and incidentally solve Shawen Cheng's slow turning issue.
Assuming there were no surprises, the five people who would participate in the upcoming competition would be him, Weng Ling, Lao Gu, Bede, and Shawen Cheng.
"Almost forming a group of old, weak, sick, and pregnant..."
Shaking his head, Night Sangeng focused as he thrust the sword towards Shawen Cheng's lower abdomen.
...
One month later, Loran City, East Gate.
Weng Ling looked at the slope below the city, which had been harvested and planted with a large circle of maple trees by Night Sangeng, and was a bit dazed.
Night Sangeng tightened the supplies on the small cart and knocked on the cart.
"What are you looking at?"
Weng Ling turned around and earnestly looked at Night Sangeng and the others behind him.
"Do you think we'll come back?"
Night Sangeng directly placed the handle of the cart in her hands. "What do you think? The city still has several barns of wheat and potatoes, and you don't want me to abandon them!"
Today was the day they set off for the appointment in Tianshi City. Due to the rules, the side with the larger population was responsible for the competition venue, meaning Night Sangeng and his group had to travel more than 500 kilometers to reach Tianshi City on foot.
After the competition, if they lost, Loran City would be handed over. To prevent the losing side from acting out, fixed resources in the city were not allowed to be destroyed or moved without reason after the draw, or they would be wanted and judged.
However, even before leaving, Night Sangeng planted another batch of wheat and even planted maple trees in places where trees could be planted, either out of confidence or overconfidence.
"Then... is it okay to leave the city to Dong Chen and Xi Jiu?" Weng Ling was a little worried.
Although Night Sangeng had arranged for Dong Chen and Xi Jiu to take care of the Stench Farm and the breeding farm, and had trained them for more than ten days in advance, aiming to maintain the continuous operation of the farms when he left, she was still a bit uneasy.
After all, these two servants' intelligence was not at a normal level. If anything went wrong, he had no solution.
But this was a last resort because of the shortage of manpower.
"No problem, we'll be back soon."
Night Sangeng said with some guilt.
"Let's go, let's go. Tianshi City is not close!"
Five hundred kilometers, judging by their walking speed, even if they walked day and night without rest, it would still take 100 hours, which was four days.
But to save his own soul power, Night Sangeng proposed a plan for everyone to run competitively and exercise simultaneously. The proposal naturally passed unanimously.
After all, Bede, Lao Gu, and Shawen Cheng were all under him. Weng Ling was so naive that she believed anything related to cultivation. So, the five of them, despite being exhausted, managed to reach Tianshi City in just two days.
"Hoo... Change, change people!"
Shawen Cheng put down the cart and looked at the others who were sleeping, chatting, and enjoying the scenery, rolling his eyes.
This devilish Night Sangeng could come up with even such a ridiculous idea—having one person pull the cart while the others rested. Was this something a human could do?
Even when he asked why they didn't use cows, Night Sangeng's answer almost made him jump with rage:
"Cows are too slow. Besides, I was a bit weak recently and needed to rest at home. But your steel-toothed friend seems to be up to the task..."
Pah!
How could a knight's mount be used to pull a wooden cart?!
Moreover, having only one person pull the cart was too much. The strengths of Lao Gu, Bede, and Night Sangeng were not strong enough; they couldn't pull it at all. Therefore, in reality, only Shawen Cheng and Weng Ling alternated in pulling.
One person was responsible during the day, and the other at night.
Night Sangeng patted Bede, who was sunbathing on the side, and then carried the cage with the sleeping white cat off the cart.
"Alright, alright. We've reached a place with people. Miss Weng Ling is now a lord. Pulling a cart like this isn't suitable. You can hold on for a bit more."
"I..."
Seeing that there were already pedestrians looking at them, Shawen Cheng quickly covered his face with a piece of cloth and walked towards the city gate.
"Stop! What are you doing!"
Four soldiers in leather armor blocked their way, no matter how you looked at Night Sangeng and his group, they didn't seem like ordinary people.
Especially this black-faced man, looking like a model with proper equipment, yet doing the labor of pulling a cart. There must be something wrong!
And the big crocodile being led behind the cart, obedient!
Looking at that bloodthirsty mouth, if it entered the city and bit any noble, what would happen
?
Night Sangeng was about to speak, but Weng Ling, standing on the side, directly took off her giant hammer and slammed it on the ground.
With a bang, two bricks instantly cracked.
Looking up at the three big characters of Tianshi City on the city gate, Weng Ling said word by word, with a determined expression:
"I, Weng Ling, the lord of Lorand, come to challenge!"