Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

Let's go back a little earlier.

Qin Ming brandished his spiked club and charged straight at Ren Yuan!

Ren Yuan didn't hesitate either. He flicked his wrist, and the three-pointed sword whistled through the air as it met the spiked club!

"clang!!!"

With a single move, Qin Ming felt an immense force pressing down on him from the spiked club, causing his hands to involuntarily bend!

But Qin Ming refused to admit defeat. He forcefully pushed Ren Yuan's knife back with both hands!

After all, he had been fighting for so long, and his strength was indeed running low.

"Hahaha, that's great! Commander Qin, let's go again!"

Ren Yuan was overjoyed; Qin Ming's abilities would allow him to unleash his full potential without any worries!

Qin Ming didn't say anything, turned his horse around, swung his spiked club, and charged forward again!

Ren Yuan spurred his horse forward, his three-pointed dagger sweeping out horizontally. Wherever the blade passed, it seemed as if the air itself had been sucked away! It clung tightly to the blade's surface, forming an invisible blade aura!

Ren Yuan showed no mercy with this strike! The three-pointed blade, imbued with his astonishing power, hurtled straight for Qin Ming's face!

Qin Ming didn't hesitate either. He raised his spiked club high and slammed it down with both arms! The black spiked club was like a meteorite falling from the sky, bringing with it a black whirlwind, and it smashed straight down towards Ren Yuan's head!

The two collided again in an instant!

"Qiang!!!"

The sickening metallic clang resounded throughout the venue, lingering for a long time!

Some soldiers who were nearby couldn't help but cover their ears because their eardrums were already ringing!

If they are suffering, then those involved must be suffering even more!

Especially Qin Ming!

Under this all-out attack, Qin Ming felt the raging, violent power from the opponent pouring straight into his body through the spiked club.

The terrifying impact, like a giant battering ram, slammed heavily into his internal organs, causing him excruciating pain. His blood and qi churned violently in his chest, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

Qin Ming's arrogant eyes were now filled with horror!

This Ren Yuan! He's terrifying!

His martial arts skills far exceeded his own imagination!

After exchanging blows, Ren Yuan's body trembled slightly out of control, and his blood and qi churned in his chest!

Ren Yuan, however, was well-rested and in much better physical condition than Qin Ming. He simply took a deep breath and exhaled, and instantly calmed down.

Without saying anything more, he swung his three-pointed dagger once more, enveloping Qin Ming's body! Each clash of weapons produced a tremendous sound!

Qin Ming risked exhaustion, enduring Ren Yuan's relentless attacks. After nearly twenty moves, his horse finally gave way, its front legs buckling and collapsing to its knees, throwing Qin Ming off.

Of course, after Qin Ming landed, he was no longer able to lift his spiked club.

After all, he had fought three top masters, Tang Bin and Ren Yuan, in a short period of time without rest. No one could withstand this kind of relentless attack!

Yes, even a horse couldn't withstand it.

"You've won. Do with me as you please."

After Qin Ming fell to the ground, he didn't fly into a rage or complain. Instead, he seemed relieved and resigned to his fate.

"Commander Qin, your horse stumbled, it's not your fault. We can try again another day."

Ren Yuan also felt it was a bit of a pity. If Qin Ming were in his peak condition, he could have fought him for a longer time.

"In battle, everything is predetermined; if you lose, you lose."

Qin Ming didn't say much, or rather, he was too exhausted to do so.

"Someone, give Commander Qin a horse, let's go watch the show."

Ren Yuan didn't make things difficult for Qin Ming. He was an honest man with no ulterior motives, so he had someone take away Qin Ming's spiked club and then took him to another part of the battlefield.

Then, the scene we just witnessed happened: Zhu Tong rushed in and fought two opponents, and Lei Heng led Song Jiang away.

"Commander Qin, do you think that little dark-skinned guy looks like a good person?"

Ren Yuan pointed at Song Jiang's figure and asked.

"A person who makes his brothers pave the way for him while ignoring his own brothers is truly shameful."

Qin Ming had always disliked Song Jiang, so he was very disdainful when he saw Song Jiang running away.

"Let's go, let's move forward, we'll probably see something even more fun."

Ren Yuan didn't say much, and led the group to take a shortcut, preparing to catch up with Song Jiang.

At this moment, Song Jiang was fleeing in a sorry state, following Lei Heng.

I don't care about the direction anymore, as long as I can get out.

"Brother Gongming, should we go back and check on Zhu Tong?"

To be honest, Lei Heng was closer to Zhu Tong, and he didn't feel comfortable leaving Zhu Tong there alone.

"No! Brother Zhu Tong risked his life to create this opportunity for us; we can't let him down! Brother Lei Heng, take me away quickly!"

Song Jiang didn't want to go back. With his mediocre skills, going back would only be a waste of his time, and he wasn't willing to do that.

"But Brother Gongming, Zhu Tong..."

"No buts! As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood. I will support his parents! I will make it up to him!"

Song Jiang was so agitated that his dark face became somewhat distorted!

He must live!

Survival is the only thing that matters! What kind of brotherhood is that? What does it even mean?

If Song Jiang were to die, he would definitely drag his brothers down with him!

Otherwise, why should these brothers live when he dies?

"Amitabha Buddha, benefactors, this road is blocked!"

Just as Song Jiang and Lei Heng were about to continue arguing, a Buddhist chant suddenly rang out from ahead. A monk dressed as a hermit, carrying an iron rod with gold hoops at both ends, led several hundred men and guarded the road ahead!

The newcomer was none other than Guanghui, the chief of the Liangshan Military Law Division, who changed his nickname from Double-Sword Monk to Bitter Monk after abandoning his sword and taking up a staff.

Another expert!

Moreover, Lei Heng had seen this person before!

“Benefactor Lei, we meet again.”

Guanghui remembered Lei Heng; he was at Chao Gai's manor.

"Brother Gongming, I don't think I'll be able to leave today."

Lei Heng gave a bitter smile.

He had witnessed this ascetic monk's martial arts skills with Chao Gai, and they were superior to his own; he knew he wouldn't be able to escape today.

"Brother Lei Heng, please help your brother! Don't worry, as long as I can get out, your mother will be my mother too!"

Upon hearing Lei Heng's words, Song Jiang was even more frightened. "No way, this monk is so powerful? Lei Heng can't beat him?"

He suddenly wondered if he had overestimated Zhu Tonglei Heng.

I originally thought that these two would be my Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, my right and left arms.

But now it seems those two are useless! They can't beat anyone!

"Don't worry, brother, I'll risk my life to get you out of here."

Lei Heng was a filial son, and when he heard Song Jiang say that he would take care of his mother, he put aside his concerns.

After all, in his heart, Song Jiang's promises were still very trustworthy.

"Use your brother's life to save your own? Song, you're such a timely help, why don't you help yourself? Or, you could use your life to save your brother's."

But just as Lei Heng was preparing to fight Guang Hui to the death, suddenly, another familiar voice rang out.

The shadow of Chao Gai's manor once again loomed over his heart!

Why is even he here?

"Chief Ren, we meet again."

Lei Heng gave a bitter smile.

"Commander Lei, why did you get involved in this mess with Clerk Song? He wants a promotion and to make a fortune, what about you?"

Ren Yuan appeared with a group of people, and Qin Ming had changed his clothes and was hiding among them.

"You must be Chief Ren. Chief Ren, this time it was my fault. I accidentally offended you. I hope you will be merciful and spare my life."

Song Jiang quickly came out to beg for mercy.

"Sir Song, I heard you were the initiator of this coalition? How can I let you off the hook?"

Ren Yuan looked at the short, dark-skinned man in front of him and couldn't understand how he had managed to fool so many people in the original story.

On what basis? Money?

And Song Jiang, at this moment, had already begun his performance:

"Chief Ren, these are all rumors! It's all the work of Qin Ming, the military commander from Qingzhou! They want credit! And then there's He Tao! He wants credit too! But it's mainly Qin Ming!"

"Chief, think about it. I'm just a lowly clerk. How could I possibly lead the charge? I was forced into it! Chief, you're so wise, you wouldn't be fooled, right?"

"Chief Ren! I can give you information about Qin Ming, the governor of Qingzhou. He's the mastermind! And if you release me, I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you have money and provisions in my village!"

Ren Yuan turned his head slightly and looked at Qin Ming in the crowd. He suddenly found it a little funny.

Although Qin Ming didn't speak, his expression was very bad.

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Song Heizi, you son of a bitch...