Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"You talk too much, you're really good at nagging."

Ren Yuan retrieved the Dragon-Slaying Mace, looked at Si Xingfang lying on the ground, and signaled to the Liangshan soldiers who had rushed to the edge of the arena to send a few men to tie him up.

A near-peerless master, this is the most powerful prisoner Liangshan has captured since Guan Sheng!

Well, Zhu Tong is probably going to have another headache. Two half-step Grandmasters have appeared at once!

"By the way, senior brother, where is Fang Mao?"

Li Tianrun and Si Xingfang were undoubtedly the two strongest members of the Ming Cult besides Wang Gong and Lao Fo. They could be considered the pillars of the Ming Cult, the golden beams that held up the sea.

With these two people gone, and Wang Gong and Lao Fo arrested, it can be said that half of the Ming Cult's power has collapsed!

"I don't know, Fang Mao has been fighting with you all along, hasn't he?"

Lin Chong brought Li Tianrun over and then threw him next to Si Xingfang. What a pity for these two unfortunate brothers.

"I think I kicked him just now, and he fell down, but I can't remember exactly where I kicked him."

Ren Yuan scratched his head. The fight had been so intense that he hadn't noticed Fang Mao hadn't come back up after being kicked down.

"Then I'll have the brothers search the area first."

Lin Chong signaled the Liangshan men to go and check the surrounding area to see where Fang Mao had gone.

"By the way, junior brother, Fang Fei took Fang Jie away, should we..."

"Don't worry, senior brother. Shi Qian is keeping an eye on things. Although they can't beat them, they can't catch up with Shi Qian when he runs."

Ren Yuan ignored Fang Fei and Fang Jie earlier because he knew that if Fang Fei dared to show off his lightness skills, then Ren Qian would show him what real skill was.

Well, it's just that Ma Ling didn't come; otherwise, Ren Yuan could have even sent Ma Ling to charge straight in.

"After all, it's two against one, so we should be careful."

Lin Chong was quite cautious.

"Get up! Don't worry, senior brother. Look, Fang Jie's halberd is right here. He didn't even bother with his weapon to escape. That kid is done for for the time being."

Ren Yuan used his foot to stomp on Fang Jie's halberd, grabbed it in mid-air, and swung it around a few times. To be honest, Fang Jie's halberd was indeed a divine weapon. Ren Yuan felt that its quality was even comparable to his own three-pointed double-edged sword.

However, this thing seems a bit light; it looks like Fang Jie's strength is rather average.

Lin Chong nodded in agreement. A general's weapon is his second life. Throwing away one's weapon is tantamount to suicidal behavior, which is a huge blow to a general's fighting spirit.

Of course, it's a different story if you don't carry a weapon under special circumstances, just like this time Lin Chong didn't bring his eighteen-foot steel spear, and Ren Yuan didn't bring his three-pointed double-edged sword.

"Let's go and see what Master is up to."

The battle on Zhou Tong's side started the earliest and ended the earliest. The old man really enjoyed himself this time, after all, with his current abilities, dealing with the younger generation was incredibly easy.

"Master!"

Lin Chong and Ren Yuan bowed to Zhou Tong at the same time.

"Hmm, all done? You played pretty well today."

Zhou Tong was quite satisfied with the performance of his two disciples today.

"Wow, Master, you took care of this old guy so easily?"

Ren Yuan was shocked to see Master Wang Gong, who was pinned down under the covers and had three fingers broken.

You should know that this old monk had suppressed him for a time when they fought just now!

"This old guy is about the same as Xiao Li, um... a little bit stronger."

Zhou Tong stretched out his hand and made a gesture with his index finger and thumb that was almost perfect.

"Zhou Tong! You're already a legend of the past era of bandits! Why do you still appear in the current bandit world?! I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this!"

Wang Gong Lao Fo had cultivated Buddhism for many years and his state of mind was originally quite good. But now, seeing that almost all of the Ming Cult's high-level combat power had disappeared in this martial arts tournament, Wang Gong Lao Fo's heart was bleeding!

He could also sense that half of the Ming Cult's territory had collapsed!

"I belong to the previous era, aren't you?"

Zhou Tong was displeased with what Old Buddha Wang said, and then he snapped one of his fingers!

"Why can you be a bandit but I can't? Does your Ming Cult have any sense of reason?"

“Master, I dare not put this old monk with Zhu Tong in the labor camp. In the whole village, you are probably the only one who can keep him in check.”

Watching Zhou Tong deal with Old Buddha Wang as if it were child's play, Ren Yuan felt that there was still a big gap between himself and his master!

"Don't worry, when we get back, we'll find a place to lock him up and just send him some food every day to make sure he doesn't die."

Zhou Tong did not kill Wang Gong Laofo, but instead planned to imprison him.

In his words, people from the old era should not be seen in the new era!

"Little monkey, what are your thoughts after this battle?"

Zhou Tong asked Ren Yuan.

"It's alright. I feel like I'm just one step away from the top."

In today's battle, Ren Yuan defeated several masters with a mace instead of a sword, which indeed brought him one step closer to breaking through to the next level!

"But Master, is the 'Peak' really the pinnacle of martial arts? What realm is this old monk at?"

Ren Yuan said, "This old monk beat me up like it was nothing. I feel the gap between us is huge!"

"Our approaches are different, you can't say that... Never mind, this question is too early for you! Go on, don't ask anymore, you still need to clean up the mess in Suzhou!"

"By the way, go back and think carefully about what this last layer of paper is, especially about who you are and what you want to do. Okay, go and get busy."

Zhou Tong did not answer the question, but waved for Ren Yuan to go about his business, and also gave him two philosophical questions.

Ren Yuan could only suppress his doubts and leave with Lin Chong first.

"Senior brother, aren't I just me? I'm creating a safe haven for the people of the Central Plains. Why is Master asking me these two questions?"

After leaving for a while, Ren Yuan asked Lin Chong what he thought about the two questions.

"Junior brother, I can't tell you the answer; you have to figure it out yourself."

Lin Chong had already vaguely guessed some of it. Of the four heroes of the greenwood in the past, Tian Hu was dead, Wang Qing had surrendered, and Fang La had lost half of his country to Liangshan!

Today, among the outlaws of the Song Dynasty, only Liangshan remains as the dominant force. It has expanded its territory overseas by over a thousand miles, established its own base, and still commands more than 200,000 capable soldiers.

At this point, how could Ren Yuan still be simply the leader of a mountain stronghold?

"Report! Chieftain! We haven't found Fang Mao! We found a bloodstain on the street, but it disappeared after a while."

Just as Ren Yuan was about to ask more questions, a soldier suddenly stood up to report that Fang Mao, whom Ren Yuan had just kicked down, had disappeared.

"Where are the leaders of the Mian and Shan?"

Upon hearing that Fang Mao was missing, Ren Yuan was not flustered at all. He immediately asked, "Where are Mi Sheng and Shan Shiqi?"

"Chieftain...we have no idea where these two leaders are."

The soldier felt somewhat ashamed, because these two leaders were truly elusive and their whereabouts were unknown.

But to everyone's surprise, Ren Yuan remained remarkably calm after hearing this.

"Alright, it's alright now. It's good that you didn't know. Don't worry, this Fang Mao can't escape."