The next morning, Cai'er served Song Jian as soon as she got up, when there was a shout outside.

"Xiao Caier, I'm here to get the monthly payment!"

Cai'er couldn't help but tremble when she heard the sound. She could hear that the sound was Zhang Wenshan's voice.

Song Jian raised his sleeve, wiped his mouth, and said, "It's okay, the young master is behind you, go."

Cai'er stared at Song Jian with big eyes.

I have to say that Cai'er is very beautiful. Although she is only fourteen years old, she is already a complete beauty. She has a pointed chin, white skin, big eyes, and cute charm. No wonder Wang Qingshan tried hard to get her.

Song Jian smiled slightly at Cai'er and pointed outside.

Cai'er's big eyes flashed twice. For some reason, she felt that today's young master was a little different.

Nodded, Cai'er then lifted her long silk skirt and walked out.

Song Jian looked at Cai'er's back and clenched his fists. He breathed a sigh of relief, "From today, I will not let you be bullied again, girl."

There were many people standing outside the yard, and the maids and maids in the nearby yard came to collect the monthly money.

"Hey, Xiao Cai'er, this is yours, this is yours, your wasteful young master," Zhang Wenshan handed Cai'er two pieces of silver and laughed. Last night, Zhang Wenshan was scared out of the yard by Song Jian's words. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, so he mocked Song Jian with words early in the morning.

Cai'er glared at Zhang Wenshan. She looked at the broken silver in her hand and asked, "Didn't it meant that the young master and I have a monthly silver price of one and a half taels, and the young master's price of ten taels a month. Why are we only one and a half taels of silver now?"

Zhang Wenshan snorted, "Ten taels of silver? He is not afraid that ten taels of silver will crush his waist. The other young masters and ladies are five taels a month. Why should he get so much?"

Cai'er's face turned red, "Even if...even if it's five taels, why do you only give the young master one tael of silver now?"

"Oh, that, the lady said, the Seventh Master is already fifteen years old and will soon become an adult. He should learn to make a living by himself. He is not a warrior and is destined to be an ordinary person, so he should be self-reliant as soon as possible. Therefore, the lady decided to give the Seventh Master only one tael of silver, and the rest was distributed to us servants, hehe, praise the wife's kindness." Zhang Wenshan laughed proudly.

The maids and servants around them also burst into laughter. When they saw a young master so depressed and out, they felt very happy. How could you suffer a lot of life? You are still insulted by a servant.

Cai'er glared at Zhang Wenshan fiercely, took the money, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, Xiao Cai'er, don't leave. Today, your brother Wenshan earned four taels of silver. How about making a bellyband for you? Hum?" Zhang Wenshan laughed, and his big hand was already grabbing Cai'er's shoulder.

Cai'er ran forward in panic. At this time, a figure rushed over instantly. The man hugged the panic Cai'er and stretched out his right hand.

"Click!" Zhang Wenshan's outstretched palm broke directly from his wrist.

"What a dog slave! I just embezzled my monthly money, but I dared to tease my maid in front of me. Do you really think that my Prince Song's Mansion can't control you?" The person who spoke was Song Jian.

When Song Jian saw Zhang Wenshan trying to grab Cai'er's shoulder, he rushed over in three or two steps, hugging the panicked little maid with his left hand, and directly breaking Zhang Wenshan's wrist with his right hand.

"ah!"

Zhang Wenshan was caught off guard and screamed in pain.

"You still dare to scream! Are you still not convinced?"

Song Jian glared at his eyes, then waved his right palm.

"Bang"

A crisp sound slapped Zhang Wenshan hard.

"puff!"

Zhang Wenshan was slapped in blood, and there were two big teeth in the blood! He staggered and realized for three seconds.

Zhang Wenshan stared at Song Jian. He didn't expect that this useless Seventh Master would break his wrist and slapped his mouth in front of so many people!

With anger in his chest, Zhang Wenshan no longer cared about the superiority of the master and servant. Anyway, there was a wife and the sixth young master behind him to support him.

"You trash! I'm going to kill you!" Zhang Wenshan shouted loudly and rushed towards Song Jian.

Song Jian sneered, he was waiting for this opportunity.

Pushing Cai'er away gently, Song Jian strode towards him.

"Okay, you dog slave! Are you going to kill me? You are a mere slave, and you dare to threaten to kill my dignified seventh master of the Song Mansion! Do you dare to ignore the rules of my Prince Song Mansion? Well, today I will enforce the rules and teach you a lesson in this dog slave!"

Song Jian shouted loudly and strode forward. He stretched out his right palm and then rotated his wrist. He grabbed Zhang Wenshan's arm, pushed his right leg to the ground, twisted his waist, and drove his arm to rotate. His wrist even turned violently. It was the method of exerting force of the Seven Rings Technique!

"Click..."

The sound of bones shattering sounded, and the bones on Zhang Wenshan's left hand all turned into pieces.

Song Jian did not stop, grabbed Zhang Wenshan's other arm with his other hand, and turned his body. With the help of the power of his body's rotation, he "clawed" another sound of bone shattering. He easily twisted Zhang Wenshan's other arm into bone slag.

"Those who dare to commit rebellion will be abandoned if they are in a minor state and drive them out of the royal palace, and those who are in a serious state will be executed directly. I think you have been a dog in my royal palace for more than ten years, so today I will only abandon your limbs."

Song Jian shouted coldly, then he clamped his legs.

"Click..."

"Click..."

Two strings of bone cracks sounded, and Zhang Wenshan's legs were completely destroyed.

There was a silence around, and all this happened too quickly. The maids and servants around them thought that Song Jian would be the one who was insulted. They had already prepared the mentality of watching the show, but unexpectedly, in just three breaths, Zhang Wenshan was disabled in both hands and legs, and lay on the ground like a pile of mud, without even the strength to shout.

"A dog is a dog. If this dog is disobedient, I don't mind breaking its dog legs!"

Song Jian raised his eyes, glanced around, and said coldly.

All the maids and servants shrank their heads and took a step back quietly. A cool air rose from the soles of their feet. "I have never sinned against this little ancestor before. Oh my God, he is too cruel." The servants present couldn't help but have this idea in their hearts.

"Hmph, I'll buy some painkillers for my private deduction. I won't care about the broken silver with you anymore." Song Jian took Cai'er's little hand, no longer looked at the servants around him, and walked back to his courtyard with big strides.

Cai'er's body was still trembling slightly. She followed Song Jian's footsteps and secretly glanced at her young master. Today's young master seemed particularly... handsome!

Song Jian took Cai'er back to the yard and immediately pulled him to his martial arts training ground.

"call……"

He deeply exhaled the breath in his chest. At this moment, the grief and anger that had been suppressed for several years was finally released.

"Seven Rings Art, it turns out that this is the Seven Rings Art!"

Song Jian twisted his waist and waved his horse with one hand.

"Bang..."

A burst of explosions sounded in the air.

"So that's it, haha, today I not only punished the evil slaves, but also finally understood the ultimate secret of the Seven Rings Art!"

Song Jian closed his fists, kicked his legs and rotated his waist, causing his whole body to fly in the air twice, and then he punched the ground.

"Bang!"

The bluestone slabs on the ground were actually cracked.

"Huh... so good! The Seven Rings Art, I have been thinking about how the Seven Rings Art is used to fight the enemy. Now I finally understand that it is a clever way to exert force! Not a regular martial arts book!"

Song Jian smiled. He had been practicing the Seven Rings Technique, not because the Seven Rings Technique is so powerful, but because the Seven Rings Technique is the most helpful in opening the Dantian acupoint.

Over the years, no one else in the Song Palace's family has practiced the Seven Rings Art, just because they can easily open their own Dantian acupoints and do not need the Seven Rings Art to assist. Moreover, there is almost no attacking skills in the entire book of the Seven Rings Art, so no disciple has practiced it, including Song Zhengchun, the owner of the Palace, who almost doesn't remember that there is this martial arts book in the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Palace.

Song Jian also had never understood how the Seven Rings Art was against the enemy, but just now, when he hit Zhang Wenshan hard on the ground and slaughtered his hands and feet, he finally understood that the Seven Rings Art was to use the rotation of his ankles, knees, waist, chest, elbows, and wrists to maximize the power of his skills and feet!

When the ankles, knees, waist, chest, elbows, and wrists are turned around, you can use the power of the earth to give the opponent the strongest blow!

"Seven Rings Technique...Seven Rings Technique...but there are only six parts? Where is the seventh part?"

Song Jian pushed the ground with his right foot and practiced again according to the seven ring techniques. His hands and wrists and the true qi from his ankles were poured into his body!

"Ah! I understand! The rotation of true qi! Haha, it turns out that this seventh ring is not on the body, but on the running state of the true qi in the body! The true qi in the body runs in a vortex shape, forcing its strongest attack power. Although using true qi in this way consumes a lot and cannot last for a long time, it can increase the combat power by three levels!"

Song Jian forced the true qi in his body, and the vortex-shaped true qi was poured into his right hand.

"Bang!"

He punched the bluestone slab on the ground.

"Wow!"

The bluestone slabs are shattered inch by inch!

"My punch is twice as strong as an ordinary middle-level warrior in the Yuanqi realm! Well, although the strength is strong enough, it is my weakness to the enemy's body. Well, since I have mastered the Seven Rings Art, I will go to the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Mansion this afternoon to change a martial arts book."
Chapter completed!