Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Old general, let's go again!"

Ren Yuan's fighting spirit was also ignited. It would be really embarrassing to not be able to defeat this nearly ninety-year-old general!

"I'm not coming, why would I come!"

Hu Yanbao put down his double hammers and said to Ren Yuan:

"You're a young man in your twenties, beating up an old man who's almost ninety. Don't you think you're getting the better end of the deal? I'm not fighting anymore."

Ren Yuan was taken aback. "Wait, didn't you just say you wanted to fight?"

Then, he saw Huyan Bao's trembling legs and immediately understood.

Hu Yanbao does indeed still possess high martial arts skills, but his stamina is waning. He would be fine against those with good technique but insufficient strength.

But against someone as strong and skilled as himself, he couldn't fight a prolonged battle. He could only manage to go toe-to-toe with someone for twenty or thirty rounds without being at a disadvantage; if he continued, he would lose.

The old general certainly didn't want to lose.

"Lin, wait a minute, I need to rest. Qipeng, you fight that dark-skinned kid first!"

Huyan Bao first spoke to Lin Chong, then ordered Huyan Qipeng to fight Mi Sheng, and finally looked at Ren Yuan with considerable admiration:

"Young Ren, you probably haven't fought against the top masters of the Song Dynasty yet, have you? Although you've practiced some of your moves quite well, the transitions between them aren't smooth enough."

"But the experience and skills you accumulate when sparring with masters will be further integrated after you fight to the death with the top masters, helping you reach another level!"

"By then, you should be the strongest military general in the Song Dynasty."

"Thank you for your praise, General. I am humbled."

Ren Yuan bowed to the old general; guidance from such a titan was especially rare.

After resting for a while, seeing that Mi Sheng and Hu Yanqi had fought for forty or fifty rounds without a clear winner, Hu Yanbao signaled for the two to stop. He then gave Mi Sheng a few pointers, making Mi Sheng as happy as a 180-pound child! Then he picked up his hammer again and signaled for Lin Chong to come up.

Lin Chong took a steel spear and went into battle. He fought with Hu Yanbao for about thirty rounds before Hu Yanbao called a halt.

“Young Lin, since you use a gun, you should know that the gun is the king of weapons. To use a gun, you must be domineering and fearless. Back when you were in the Imperial Guard, you were full of vigor and high spirits, which is how the name Leopard Head spread. But now, I feel that there is still some unresolved issues in your heart. If you can’t resolve these issues, it will affect your martial arts level.”

Hu Yanbao was quite serious. He looked at Lin Chong and said earnestly:

“I know you’re feeling uncomfortable because of Gao Qiu, but you should turn that discomfort into motivation to forge ahead and strive for excellence. Otherwise, Lin boy, you’ll probably never reach the top.”

"Although this makes you almost invincible, it's such a shame that you could have taken that half step but were stopped by something like this!"

"The old general's teachings are correct; Lin Chong has learned his lesson."

Lin Chong put away his spear, feeling very grateful to the old general.

He was certainly aware of his problem, but it seemed unlikely that he could take that final step before he could personally kill Gao Qiu.

"Don't worry, senior brother, you'll definitely cut off Gao Qiu's head with your own hands!"

Ren Yuan patted Lin Chong on the back and made him a promise.

"Alright, senior brother will wait for that day."

Lin Chong looked at his junior brother with great satisfaction.

Having a junior brother like this, I have no regrets in this life!

Anyone who wants to harm my junior brother will have to step over my dead body first!

"Don't worry, senior brother, I won't keep you waiting too long!"

"Alright, alright, stop showing off your brotherhood to this old man. Come on, let's go eat. We've been fighting for so long, we're all starving."

Hu Yanbao smiled slightly, then led the way to the kitchen, not forgetting to say to Ren Yuan before leaving:

"Hey kid, get me the hammer!"

Ren Yuan stepped forward, picked up the hammer with one hand, and his expression suddenly changed.

He knew from the fight just now that Huyan Bao's hammer was quite powerful.

Now that he has the chance, Ren Yuan understands even more how terrifying Hu Yanbao is.

This hammer probably weighs thirty or forty pounds, and the two together weigh seventy or eighty pounds!

Keep in mind that Hu Yanbao is already over eighty years old!

And he can wield those two hammers so skillfully!

If Hu Yanbao were as young as him, Ren Yuanzhen wouldn't be confident of winning!

……

Pinghai Navy Kitchen.

"Come, come, have a taste. These are all special dishes from the Pinghai Army."

"Brother, the food at Pinghai Army's place is really good!"

They ate and drank to their hearts' content, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"If Song Wan and the others hear you say that, you'll definitely get scolded."

Ren Yuan was helpless. Mi Sheng, this big rascal, was one of the biggest eaters in Liangshan. He was the one who asked for more dishes in the kitchen every day!

"No, Brother Song Wan and the others are so kind. I can always get extra food."

Mi Sheng picked up three large steamed buns, then slapped them hard with both hands, turning them into a large flatbread!

Using a large ladle, he generously piled the fragrant braised pork stewed by the Pinghai Army kitchen onto the flatbread, covering it completely!

Finally, I picked up three big steamed buns and slapped them again! Another flatbread, which I then placed on top of the braised pork. I pinched the two flatbreads together to hold the meat and ate it in big bites!

Hmm, this should be Mi's Roujiamo (Chinese hamburger)...

"Brother Mi Sheng, slow down, be careful not to choke."

Hua Rong was genuinely worried that Mi Sheng would choke on his food.

"It's okay, Brother Hua, come on, let me show you what it means to eat a chicken leg in a flash!"

Mi Sheng drank a bowl of clear soup, then picked up a large chicken leg, put it in his mouth, pursed his lips, and then twisted the chicken leg. In the blink of an eye, he took the chicken leg out, and there was no meat left, only bones!

"How was that? Pretty impressive, right?"

Mi Sheng had a look on her face that seemed to be asking for praise.

"Amazing, how did you do that?"

Hua Rong's eyes widened. "Wait, are you a tiger? How could you eat so clean in one go?"

"Hehe, it's a secret, but if Brother Hua wants to learn, I can teach you!"

"Well...maybe I'd better not learn it."

"So, do you want to learn this? I have another trick for roasting suckling pig—three bites and the whole pig is done!"

Mi Sheng picked up another small roast suckling pig, full of enthusiasm!

"You can eat it yourself..."

Hua Rong admitted defeat, saying that this Mi Sheng brother was not only dark-skinned and a great fighter, but also had a huge appetite, and he was no match for him!

"Hahaha, I like this dark-skinned kid. Ren, if he weren't already one of yours, I would definitely pull him into my Pinghai Army!"

Huyan Bao looked at Mi Sheng with great admiration; this was the kind of man a soldier should be like!

"General, you flatter me. This brother is always unconventional and doesn't pay attention to details."

Ren Yuan also ate heartily, but he was much better looking than Mi Sheng.

"It's alright. Oh, by the way, why don't you stay with my Pinghai Army for a few days? Or would you like to go somewhere else?"

Hu Yanbao asked.

"I really want to go somewhere." Ren Yuan wiped his mouth.

"I've heard that there's a Shamen Island near Dengzhou, where many people who have been harmed by treacherous officials are imprisoned. I wonder if, General, you could allow me to go there?"

"Shamen Island?"

Hu Yanbao glanced at Ren Yuan and then nodded.

"Well, it's good that they met you, young Ren. It's a miracle they weren't meant to die. That place really shouldn't exist anymore."