Zhao Yun's body was like a strong wind, sending dust flying all the way.
In fact, he doesn't care about winning or losing.
However, if he wins and has another martial arts master as his apprentice, he will still be happy to take this trip.
At worst, you can also steal one or two martial arts secret books.
This thing cannot be bought with money.
"Baby, you are so naughty!" ??
There was a breeze behind him, and the rough old man chased after him.
He is a really laid-back old man, and it doesn't stop him from drinking when he is competing on foot strength. He is also calm and relaxed, without any pressure.
Although he was teased, he did not become angry, but instead smiled.
This little thing is indeed interesting, and he is on par with when he was young.
As I get older, looking at the younger generation in their prime, I can’t help but recall my own past.
"Senior, you will get stronger with age!"
Zhao Yun glanced sideways and scanned up and down again.
This old man said he was using his leg strength, but his feet didn't touch the ground at all. They were three to five inches off the ground and flew by out of thin air. This was extremely terrifying. For someone who has cultivated Qinggong to this level, he still doesn't look back all the way.
See.
"I've got a wife now," the rough old man said with a wink.
"No." Zhao Yun said casually while studying the old man's Qing Gong.
"I have a disciple named Lin Shiyu, who is a perfect match for you."
"It's a competition, why are you talking about matchmaking? You're not a matchmaker, are you?"
"Let me see you first, my disciple is as beautiful as a fairy." The old man said with a smile.
"It's no coincidence that this junior likes men."
As Zhao Yun spoke, he tried his best to use his energy and his speed increased sharply.
"This kid." The rough old man tapped his toes and caught up easily.
Zhao Yun was studying him, why didn't he study Zhao Yun again?
This boy has amazing bones, powerful internal strength, and extraordinary body skills.
In his memory, there were really few such amazing young talents.
"Whose name is it? Tell me." The rough old man handed over the wine gourd.
r “Zhao Yun.”
Mr. Zhao doesn't blush at all when he talks lies.
He had deceived Li Zhaoyang like this before.
As for Zhao Yun's name, he didn't make it up, he heard it from Liu Ruxin.
He thought it sounded good, but he didn't just use it. Coach Lin once said that when you go out, you have to be careful and give a false name. It is very necessary.
"Zhao Yun."
The rough old man pinched his beard. He had never heard of this name.
It was precisely because he had never heard of it that he lamented, "There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in this world!"
"What kind of wine is this of yours? It's too bland and doesn't taste good. Try mine."
Zhao Yun stuffed the old man's wine gourd back and took his own wine flask.
"It would be nice to drink some."
The rough old man took it, raised his head and drank a gulp.
Don't tell me, this wine is indeed strong enough. One sip will make your internal organs feel hot.
After the heat, there is a feeling of discomfort.
How uncomfortable is it? My stomach is growling.
In these few moments, I was quite excited.
"Laxative?" The old man's face suddenly turned dark.
"You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense." Zhao Yun said sternly, "It's just laxatives. I'm afraid you didn't eat something bad before you came."
"I feel very relieved to have this descendant."
The rough old man's expression suddenly became serious and thoughtful.
This guy is so shameless, he is exactly the same as he was back then.
Gulu!
While he was talking, his belly protested again and kept growling.
I don’t know where he bought this guy’s laxative. It was so powerful and his internal strength was so strong that he couldn’t resolve it for a while.
"How about you go to the hut first?" Zhao Yun asked with concern on his face.
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"That's what I meant." The old man covered his stomach with one hand and turned a corner halfway.
After three or two steps, he turned back again. Without saying a word, he grabbed Zhao Yun and left. With his actions, he explained a sentence very well: The night is too dark and I am afraid. Please accompany me to the latrine.
"You pull first, and I'll get the sword."
Zhao Yun refused to do anything, and a burst of energy rushed out of his body, trying to break free.
However, after struggling for a few times, he gave up. It wasn't that he couldn't break free, but that during this moment, his belly began to growl, and he felt an urge to rush forward.
"Old man, this laxative of yours must be passed down from our ancestors!"
Zhao Yun's posture of covering his belly is still very formal.
Look! Jiang is very old and spicy. He thought he was a clever guy, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into the trap. Light wine does not have the magical effect of light wine.
"Each other."
The old man's face was completely red.
They were all held in, and Mr. Zhao didn't dare to take a big breath.
So the two men found a nook in the mountain and squatted there, one on the left and the other on the right.
It was still comfortable to squat, so comfortable that both of them had no intention of picking up the sword.
It's just that I have a little bit of a desire to be my master.
Anyone who can go to the hut together in the middle of the night is a good brother.
"Brother."
"Second brother."
The sworn vows can be made without bloodletting or regardless of the occasion.
It was the scene where the two brothers were courting each other, with a hint of disharmony.
Even if you poop, you can bring out a brother, they really have similar odors.
When the two of them came out of the forest, their legs and feet were weak and they were still rubbing their stomachs.
The medicine is so powerful that even after taking the antidote, I feel uncomfortable all over.
"Don't you want your sword?" Before entering the city, Zhao Yun looked up at the city wall.
Is the old man's sword still stuck there?
"Things outside the body." Mr. Zuo waved his hand.
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No, some people want it.
As soon as it got light, I saw a group of figures gathering under the city wall, pointing at the sword.
Someone once went up and tried to pull it out.
The embarrassing thing is that the internal strength is insufficient and it is difficult to pull it out.
"Ask the Immortal Sword."
The woman in red also came, looking surprised.
The young man with the folding fan also raised his eyebrows.
We are all disciples, how can we not recognize the teacher's sword?
"Master has also come to Hanzhou City?"
The two looked at each other and found the answer in each other's eyes.
The sword was finally pulled out, and it took two people working together to pull it out reluctantly.
try to find.
After sheathing their swords, the two of them walked back and forth in the streets and alleys.
It's a pity that the old man is not walking on the street, but is nesting in Zhao Yun's small yard, sleeping soundly? As people get older, they become lethargic and can't wake up.
Zhao Yun was not as leisurely as he was, holding a book and immersed himself in reading.
Three days later, it will be the Hanzhou Provincial Examination. Only after passing this level can you actually go to Beijing to take the exam.
"He is still a versatile man in both civil and military affairs."
When Zuo Laoer woke up from his sleep, he looked at Zhao Yun seriously.
He had some idea of this person's nature.
When it comes to his ability to see people, he thinks he is quite good at it.
"Look again."
Zuo Lao'er muttered and returned to the room carrying the wine bottle.
The so-called "look again" means to consider it again. If this boy is really good-natured, he will not mind passing on his skills to the other party.
The leader of the martial arts alliance, he has long been tired and must find a successor.
But in this world, the old have retired to seclusion, and the young are not qualified enough.
He does have two disciples, but they are far from being able to take on the important role.
On the other hand, this man in the courtyard has extraordinary charisma and will definitely be at the top of his game in the near future. At least, he is thick-skinned enough and won't have any problem controlling the situation.