Chapter 64 Actual Combat
Looking at the accounts of such a place, Su Jinxuan was a little dazed.
She asked the question just now not because she wanted an answer, but because she wanted to deny her doubts about Mr. Qin.
She is already prepared, no matter what evidence Xu Changtian presents, she will say to him, "There is no evidence for what you say, maybe you compiled this evidence."
But now this sentence can't be said.
Too much.
Konghua Chamber of Commerce, a regional chamber of commerce that can be regarded as a medium-sized one in the whole of Dayan, has accumulated accounts for more than ten years, which can be said to be piled up like a mountain.
Ledgers are not things that can be edited at will by imagination. What comes and goes must be equal. The entry and exit of the account can be accounted for.
Even if Xu Changtian could predict the future and order the compilation from the moment she was arrested, it would be impossible to compile so many books in just ten days.
Xu Yuan looked at Su Jinxuan's expression, and he had a general understanding in his heart.
Heh, if the compilation of ledgers was as simple as that, there wouldn’t be so many accountants in the previous life who would take the blame.
Xu Yuan casually picked up an account book on the ground and opened it. While flipping through it, he said casually:
"If you need the fake account comparison of the Konghua Chamber of Commerce, I can also order the Black Scale Guard of the Imperial Capital to transmit it."
Fake accounts?
Real account?
Su Jinxuan trembled slightly as she looked at the mountain of ledgers in front of her.
If these are all forgery, then Xu Changtian has to compile a fake account with the same amount.
This kind of project with millions of words can never be completed in ten days.
"This is real?"
Su Jinxuan's voice was very soft, full of confusion.
Xu Yuan sneered when he heard this, and when she looked at her, he said playfully:
"Of course it is true, but you just believe it? I thought you would continue to insist that these books belong to my Xiangguo Mansion, but they have been slightly edited and modified in the past few days."
Su Jinxuan's heart instantly burst into flames again, biting her lip:
"Xu Changtian, what do you want?"
"What do I want?"
Xu Yuan tapped the wooden table in front of him lightly with his fingertips: "Of course I want to dispel all doubts in your heart, didn't you think so just now?"
"." Su Jinxuan was silent.
Shaking his head, Xu Yuan said in an orderly manner with the sound of "duk duk" knocking on the table:
"I've said it all, you can look at the business object, business location, and business time on this ledger before making a judgment."
Su Jinxuan's eyes flickered for a moment, she slowly got up without saying a word, took out a book from the mountain of ledgers, and returned to her seat to browse in silence.
Seeing this, Xu Yuan didn't urge him. He sat quietly for a while, then got up and left.
Now all he has to do is wait.
Something that a person has believed in for more than ten years is like a hard rock, which is usually difficult to shake, but the seed of doubt begins to take root and sprout on its surface, and then one only needs to wait quietly for this seed to grow, and remove this rock from Internal extrusion cracking and crushing.
Time flies by.
The matter of Su Jinxuan was just an episode in Xu Yuan's current life, and it was temporarily forgotten after it was dealt with.
After receiving the summons from the Imperial Capital, Li Guanshi delivered all the pills that Xu Yuan had reported earlier on the same day.
But the number of elixir is somewhat unsatisfactory.
Compared to Xu Changge's previous delivery of whole bottles, the pills that Li Guanshi brought were scattered, among which pills such as Humai Pill and Guangling Pill were not even filled to the brim.
If Xu Yuan had opened up his practice, this elixir would probably be exhausted in less than a week.
In desperation, Xu Yuan had no choice but to readjust his cultivation progress.
Without the maintenance of elixir, if you have been practicing exercises with overload, you will feel a tingling sensation in the meridians.
It is also because of this that the days of being able to immerse yourself in cultivation day and night are gone and will never return.
Although he has the memory of the original body, the other party knows nothing about this cultivation. He needs to read the classics to fill this gap, so as not to be helpless in some special situations in the future.
The daily routine of life is gradually fixed, but it is roughly the same.
Sleep, eat, practice~www..com~ But after two days, apart from these four activities, Xu Yuan has one more task every day.
Actual combat.
Every time he and Zhou Chen came out of the Wuxuan Academy after training, they would pass by the Martial Arts Field.
Watching those big muscular tyrants fight each other to the flesh, Xu Yuan had the idea of going to the field on a whim.
Because to this day, he has not really fought against someone of the same strength.
With an itchy hand, he went straight to the field.
Seeing the third young master coming up, the martial arts field that was originally in full swing immediately fell silent.
Notorious, no one dares to go up.
After Xu Yuan repeatedly emphasized that he would not hold grudges and directly rewarded him with pills, an eighth-rank pulse tempering martial artist finally entered the stage slowly.
Xu Yuan was very satisfied with the opponent's strength.
The protagonist of the plot is also a rank 8 at this time, but one can beat a group of rank 8 Tempering Pulse Realm Guardians in his family.
Xu Yuan felt that even if he was not as good as the protagonist, it shouldn't be a problem to defeat the eighth-rank strong man on the opposite side with the Blood Origin Heart Falling Art.
Then
Then he lost.
Complete failure.
Under the powerful blessing of the Blood Origin Heart Falling Art, he is no match for the eighth-rank martial artist.
Unable to use his strength, the opponent punched and kicked wave after wave, and the offensive continued like a wave. He was forced out of the martial arts stage within a minute of the fight.
Standing under the martial arts stage,
Xu Yuan could feel that if the martial artist on the opposite side hadn't been afraid of his hands and feet because of his identity, he might have to lie on the ground after a few moves and couldn't get up.
There is no mediocrity in this Wuxuan Academy.
These guards who walk with warriors are not street gangsters, each of them is carefully selected from the thousands of civilian students in Tianan Martial Arts Hall, and it is said that they crawled out of the dead. No exaggeration.
that moment,
Xu Yuan suddenly understood the gold content of the plot protagonist Qin Mo's eighth rank being able to reverse his family's seventh rank nursing home.
If he faced Qin Mo alone now, he might die if he met Qin Mo alone.
Without saying anything, Xu Yuan dropped the reward and left directly.
This reflection directly made the strong man who had received the reward for the Tempering Mirror stupid.
He thought he was going to finish.
Xue Yong, a genius with a peak sixth-grade iron body, was killed by these three young masters, let alone a small eighth-grade tempered pulse.
Waiting until the next day with anxiety, he finally saw the figure of the third son in the martial arts field again.
This time, the third son directly brought a whole bottle of "Bone Quenching Pill".
Beat him once, get one pill.
Bone Quenching Pills, they can only get three pills a month for these eighth grade Quenching Vein Pills.
There are brave men under the heavy reward.
Soon, the second person who was lured by the reward entered the field.
A minute later, the man came down with a Bone Tempering Pill.
The third young master who was blown out of the stage did not speak, but sat on the side of the stage and adjusted his breath quietly for half an hour, and then went on stage again.
The scene was silent,
In silence, the person who had already received a bone tempering pill tried to play again.
Soon, he received the second Bone Tempering Pill from the bearded middle-aged man on the sidelines.
When the rewards and promises made by the third son were verified, the atmosphere in the Wuxuan Academy gradually became active.
(end of this chapter)