"Whoa!" The bloody sword flashed, and the man in the martial arts hall stepped on the dragon's feet, narrowly avoiding the fierce sword, and slashed towards the back of Zhao Changhe's neck.
Zhao Changhe seemed to have used his old strength, but he suddenly regained it, turned around and slashed with an extremely familiar move, and blocked the opponent's knife.
The opponent's footwork changed again, and he appeared inexplicably on the left side, and the long knife continued to move toward Zhao Changhe's waist.
Zhao Changhe's Blood Fiend Sword Technique originally had its own footwork, so he could dodge and maneuver quite well. After combining it with Fei Xue Wuhen's Qing Kung Fu, it felt even smoother. As a result, this challenge made him feel like he was standing awkwardly. Piles, and it is extremely difficult to deal with the opponent who is slippery and does not hold back.
Both are at the third level of the entrance hall, and the opponent has not mastered both internal and external skills. This challenge is already difficult to win. Strictly speaking, if you lose this challenge, you can be regarded as being overtaken by the opponent.
Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Everyone in the Blood God Cult practices the same thing, and their strengths and weaknesses are similar. Once you step out, you will see that the world is huge and there is always something to learn from.
When I was sparring with Yue Hongling, I knew that the world is so vast and the strengths of each family cannot be seen even in a small corner of Beimang.
Therefore, it is necessary to test the world with a sword!
Fortunately, no matter how slippery the gym leader's footwork is, he is not as slippery as Yue Hongling. After special training with Yue Hongling, Zhao Changhe has been able to grasp the movements of opponents of this level. The longer he fights, the clearer he becomes. In the end, even the opponent's footsteps will move forward. You can predict where it will flash.
"Bah!" The owner of the hall was flying to the right when Zhao Changhe suddenly stretched out a foot and hooked him.
The owner fell to the ground in horror, and the first thought that flashed through his mind was that my head was gone.
If Zhao Changhe chops him down with his sword, his head will really be gone... Speaking of which, a ruthless man like Zhao Changhe who kills wherever he goes, could really do this...
The martial arts disciples nearby shouted in unison, and were about to step forward when they saw Zhao Changhe grabbing the gym master's arm, taking a step back, holding the hilt of his sword upside down and clasping his fists in salute: "Thank you, master, for your guidance. Youlong Bagua Steps" It’s really good footwork, I benefited a lot from today’s battle, thank you Zhao.”
The people in the first martial arts hall stared blankly as Zhao Changhe turned around and went out. After a while, he disappeared into the rainy night and was no longer visible.
People looked at each other in confusion. The owner of the museum rubbed Wu Qing's ankle and muttered in confusion: "Is this really Zhao Changhe? Why is it different from the rumors?"
"I heard that Zhao Changhe has a beard and a rough and ferocious appearance."
"I heard that Zhao Changhe is eight feet tall and his waist is eight feet too."
"I heard that Zhao Changhe can eat human flesh raw."
In the chaos, someone said weakly: "But the wanted poster does look like this. Haven't you all seen it? You heard about it."
"..." Silence.
It's really Zhao Changhe. Is there something wrong with the world's perception
The owner of the museum sighed: "Don't talk about it. Of course it's Zhao Changhe. With such standard Blood Evil Technique and Blood Evil Sword Technique, the evil energy is almost overflowing. When doing the exercise, his eyes are blood-red. That's right. It’s strange that he can control such a ferocious magic power so well... And he, he is actually very polite. I just believed him when he told me that he was from the Cui family and the Wang family... "
"That is to say, he is really just here to challenge his sword skills and gain knowledge... He is not here to show off his skills and fame, and he is not here to rob? For such a person, how could Feng Ping become like this... "
The people in the martial arts hall seemed to be in a dream, and Zhao Changhe over there was also in a dream.
When he turned the corner, the first thing he saw was a little girl wrapped pitifully in a fluffy hooded mink fur, huddled in the corner and shivering. The heavy rain was pouring down, hitting me all over. It was better not to wear this mink fur. The more it went like this, the more uncomfortable and cold it became.
Looking at the round face exposed under the girl's hat, Zhao Changhe pinched his forehead: "Miss Cui, what are you doing? Didn't your brother have someone take you home? Why are you sitting here begging for food in your leisure time?"
"I, I don't want to go back. I'm not begging for food, I'm just waiting here."
"According to the normal human IQ, you failed in the cottage before and learned an important lesson in life. At this time, shouldn't you realize your shortcomings, go home and work hard to practice? What's the point of running out to find a man instead? Biological thinking?”
"Are you practicing?"
"I am."
"The reason why you came out of Beimang with swordsmanship is because practicing in the world is better than practicing hard in the mountains, right?" "Of course."
"Then why am I not practicing when I follow you? I remember all the martial arts at home, and I stole a lot of pills. So what's the point of practicing hard at home, as opposed to experiencing the world with you?"
Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded and finally walked himself in.
This guy's thinking logic is actually not stupid. From the perspective of practice alone, this logic is irrefutable. Isn't this what I came out of the world for
But the question is, why do you trust me so much? You should keep grinding on your brother!
"I'm talking about Miss Cui." Zhao Changhe put his hands on his hips helplessly: "Do you know that there is a word for your behavior in my dialect called Baigui?"
Cui Yuanyang blinked his big eyes and didn't know why.
"What is the most important thing to guard against when traveling in the world?"
Cui Yuanyang said without hesitation: "People's hearts are sinister. You will understand it just by looking at your journey."
"Then why do you think that the sinister person is not me?" Zhao Changhe said speechlessly: "You are a beautiful little girl, and you still told me that you remember all the Cui family's martial arts, and you also carry resources and medicines with you, and you may also have a lot of money. . I can’t take your things and force you to write down the secrets of the Cui family, but I can also put you in various shapes for fun every day?”
Cui Yuanyang finally couldn't bear the naked words, and lowered his head with a red face: "You... you won't. If you could, I would have... "
"Girl, I was not in the mood at that time and it was not the right time... Once I was given a good environment, I was not sure what I would do. You fucking trust me more than me? I am a bandit. Do the bandits know it?"
Cui Yuanyang lowered his head and pinched the corner of his clothes and stopped talking.
Zhao Changhe looked around, the heavy rain was still pouring down, and the long street was deserted.
Seeing the pitiful look on the little girl's face, he couldn't get angry anymore, and sighed: "It's okay now, I don't even dare to drive you home alone, for fear that you will be lost on the road... Let's do this. Anyway, I don’t have a fixed goal, and I just try to practice swordsmanship wherever I want. Now I’ll just adjust my route and take you in the direction of Qinghe.”
Cui Yuanyang secretly raised her eyes to look at his expression and thought to herself that you are not a good person. This is a true gentleman. Why do you have to pretend to be bad and rude
She didn't say anything stupid like "I'm going to wander around the world if I don't go home." She also knew that this actually caused trouble for Zhao Changhe. Zhao Changhe was no better than Cui Yuanyong. It’s hard to take care of yourself when walking through thorny roads. How can you bring a bottle of oil with you
If she gets pissed off and throws her into some yamen at will, the government can't help but send her home? Zhao Changhe probably didn't think about this level for a while, so it was not bad if he was willing to escort him on this journey home.
Everyone thinks Yangyang is stupid, but Yangyang is measured most of the time!
"Get up, that's the inn over there. Let's check in first. If you stay here longer, you will get sick in the third level of the entrance hall. You are so low-spirited. I really think you are too fantasy."
Cui Yuanyang followed him step by step. Listening to his inexplicable muttering of words, his mood suddenly became very strange.
It seemed that I didn't realize until this moment that this was really a lonely man and a widow living together in a hotel.
Before, I was thinking that it would be fun to follow him, but I didn’t even think about it...
But the strange thing is that I feel very calm in my heart.
Because he is really a gentleman.
"Shopkeeper, do you have a room? Don't tell me there's only one room."
"... Of course there are several, including private courtyards." The shopkeeper was lying on the counter and taking a nap, and said impatiently: "As long as you have money."
Zhao Changhe snapped his fingers at Cui Yuanyang, indicating that it was your time to perform.
Cui Yuanyang blushed and took out a piece of silver from the package: "Put it in a private courtyard and don't let anyone disturb you."
The crisp and sweet voice made the shopkeeper lose his sleep. Yigulu raised his head and looked at the little girl in front of him, and his eyes on Zhao Changhe immediately became very strange.
This little brother, how many years do you want to be sentenced
Thanks to Yuluo and silent alliance~
(End of chapter)