At this time, Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts cultivation had reached a level beyond the reach of ordinary people.
According to the martial arts supreme, the sword slays the dragon. No one in the world dares to disobey the order. Who can compete with him if he relies on the sky? These twenty-four characters create a set of extremely profound boxing techniques.
Finally, Zhang Cuishan learned from him...
Therefore, it is really simple for him to complete this set of sword skills.
"Look!" Zhang Sanfeng stood up.
The first time Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand, all the hairs on Zhang Yange's body stood up.
Not only did he complete the remaining seven moves, he also rearranged Zhang Yange's previous moves.
I can see that Lao Zhang's moves are like those of a cunning rabbit, dripping and hearty, vigorous and vigorous, the graceful parts are like the wind blowing, like snow dancing, and the thick parts are like a tiger crouching, like an elephant's steps.
The name Wuhu Door-Breaking Knife is really not worthy of this set of swordsmanship!
Either call it the Mountain-Breaking Door Knife? Or the Five Tigers Breaking the Mountain? The Mountain-Breaking Five Tiger Knife?
Thinking that if Gao Shan heard these three names, his eyes would widen again, Zhang Yange gave up the idea.
"How many do you remember?" Zhang Sanfeng asked, standing still.
"I remember everything." Zhang Yange said happily.
Zhang Sanfeng was slightly surprised. Previously, Zhang Yange said that he had good talent. He thought it was a young man's boast. But if he remembered it after reading it once, it would be more than good!
"Come here and let me take a look!" Zhang Sanfeng said. If the young man is telling lies, then his character still needs to be trained and trained.
Zhang Yange picked up the dagger.
After being repaired by Zhang Sanfeng, a set of sword skills became both strong and soft.
The first move! It’s okay…
The second move! Not bad
The third move! Interesting!
The fourth move! Beautiful!
It’s perfect from the fifth move on!
Zhang Sanfeng was originally a martial arts genius, the kind of person who was astonishingly talented.
When he was seven or eight years old, Yang Guo only taught him three moves, and he defeated Yin Kexi. Yin Kexi was not just a cat or a dog, he was a top-ranked master among the divine eagles, ranked below the Five Ultimate Skills.
Later, the boxing skills learned through the Iron Arhat sent by Guo Xiang defeated He Zhidao who sent letters to Shaolin.
At this time, he just casually learned a little bit about Jiuyang.
Later, he founded a sect and after accepting disciples, he discovered that not everyone was like him.
As far as his seven disciples are concerned, they are considered extremely talented in the world, but compared with himself and the young man in front of him, they are far behind.
This kid is the most like me!
This should be the most powerful compliment the old Taoist priest could give Zhang Yange.
Zhang Yange felt a little uneasy when he saw that the old Taoist priest had not responded for a long time. Could it be that he was practicing wrongly?
If I had known earlier, I would have used that few skill points!
This way you can get a hundred points in Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes!
Although Zhang Yange is a bad guy, he is one with excellent talent. He can understand any martial arts move after just one look.
He suspected that this had something to do with the insomnia he had during that time when he traveled back in time.
Does this old Taoist priest have such high standards? Just as Zhang Yange was about to speak, Zhang Sanfeng asked first, "What do you think of your performance?"
"The first four moves were a bit awkward, but after the fifth move, I understood how this set of sword techniques exerts force. You need to be gentle with the force!" Zhang Yange commented.
"Hahaha, not bad! Not bad!" Zhang Sanfeng laughed.
Early the next morning, the three of them set out on the road.
The luggage was at least five or six times larger than before, and it was filled with rice, noodles, and some medicinal materials.
Carrying it firmly on Zhang Yange's body, he used the dragon-elephant skill as an ox-horse skill. However, it was used as a ox-horse skill for Old Zhang, so Xiao Zhang could barely bear it.
It was almost noon when a village appeared in front of us. However, looking from a distance, we could see the broken walls and ruins, which made us feel very desolate.
Seeing this appearance, Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly.
"Hey, from the Song Dynasty to the Tatar Yuan Dynasty, the lives of the people were no different. They were still so miserable. Let's go to the village and have a look."
Zhang Yange led Zhou Zhiruo and followed the old Taoist priest into the village.
There are only seven or eight households in the village.
Seeing them entering the village, the women and children ran into the house first.
After a while, an old man wandered out.
"What's the matter with Old Taoist Master?" the old man asked warily.
"A group of us passed by here and wanted to have a rest here," Zhang Sanfeng said.
This old man should be much younger than Zhang Sanfeng, but their states are really different.
"There are many vacant houses in the village, feel free to use them." Hearing what Zhang Sanfeng said, the old man no longer worried.
"But the three of us took a short rest and left here quickly. The mountain in front of us is called Wangliu Mountain. There was a group of strongmen on the mountain. Many men in our village were killed by them.
Woman…hey!”
The old man waved his hands in disinterest, turned and left.
"Shall we help them?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Sanfeng and then at Zhang Yange.
Zhang Sanfeng said nothing, but Zhang Yange knew that Lao Zhang was testing him.
"There is still a lot of rice and noodles in the bag to share with them. When we came here, we passed by a jungle. I went to see if there was any prey." Zhang Yange put down the bag and said.
"Can you still hunt?" the old Taoist priest laughed.
"Gao Shan taught me how to make traps." Zhang Yange made lunch for the two of them before preparing to go to the jungle.
"Old Taoist, let me also go and help Brother Zhang." Zhou Zhiruo said.
"Go ahead." Zhang Sanfeng smiled.
"Then watch the fire and don't burn the porridge again." Zhang Yange said worriedly.
"Pay attention to safety and come back early if you don't get anything." Lao Zhang changed the subject.
Last time Zhang Yange asked him to look at the porridge, he was in meditation for too long and the porridge was burnt. Zhang Yange scolded him for several days.
Lao Zhang is not angry either. The disciples on the mountain all respect him as a god, and the people in the world below the mountain are either afraid of him or hate him.
But no one scolded him like Zhang Yange. This made Lao Zhang feel strange, and he even looked at the young man.
There is no need to obey him just because he wants to be his teacher.
Zhang Yange led Zhou Zhiruo towards the jungle. Along the way, the little girl hesitated to speak and prophesied...
"If you have anything to say, just say it happily!" Zhang Yange said helplessly.
"I, I... said, Brother Zhang won't be angry." Zhou Zhiruo said cautiously.
"I'll fight for it. If I'm really angry, I'll feed you to the wild beasts here." Zhang Yange said in a formal tone.
After getting along with each other for a long time, Zhou Zhiruo had already become very familiar with Zhang Yange and knew that he was joking.
"Why don't you give them some money?" Zhou Zhiruo asked.
In her opinion, give those people some money and they can buy whatever they want.
"This is a problem." Zhang Yange said with a smile, "Giving them money is not helping them, it is harming them!
They have no money, so the nearby robbers will ignore them. Once they have money, those robbers will come back.
Even if there are no robbers, if any of them have evil thoughts..."