Time passed day by day, and half a month had passed in the blink of an eye, as the battle in the north of Guzhuoguan passed.
…
Lin Zhao still took Xiao Shitou to practice boxing on the stone bridge of Baiyu River. Only here, Lin Zhao could feel the atmosphere of his hometown in the small town. His mood became calmer and his punches became more decisive. Xiao Shitou's boxing skills also improved.
He is becoming more and more interesting. The little second-level martial artist has a strong fist style and can even fight with Lin Zhao in a fist fight.
On this day, an old man came to the town. He was dressed in a green short shirt. Although his hair was already gray, his face was rosy and full, and he looked energetic. When he passed the stone bridge, he stopped and looked at Lin.
Zhao, Xiao Shitou has been practicing boxing for a long time, shook his head and said: "Although the boxing skills and boxing intention are good, the martial arts momentum and determination are still a little bit behind. When you encounter someone weaker than yourself, it's better to say that once you encounter someone who is two realms higher than yourself,
Above that, you might not even be able to catch a punch."
Lin Zhao turned around and looked at the old man. He could feel the old man's long breathing and the extremely honest martial arts spirit, so he cupped his fists and said, "Senior, if you are well versed in boxing, would you be willing to teach me?"
"oh?"
The old man laughed: "My threshold for teaching boxing is extremely high. If you can't stand it, you may be beaten to death by me. Are you willing?"
"Junior is willing."
Lin Zhao smiled slightly: "I just hope that senior's boxing skills are as good as his tone, so don't let me down."
"Hahahaha~~~"
The old man laughed heartily and said, "Let's go and find a place where I can teach you what the warrior momentum on the top of the mountain means."
"good!"
Lin Zhao asked Xiao Shitou to return to Shanding Villa, and he took the old man all the way through the town. He stopped in a mountain forest not far to the east of Shanding Villa. He turned to look at the old man and said, "I don't know what happened to you, senior."
call?"
"My surname is Chen."
The old man in green shirt smiled slightly and said: "Why, remember my name after being beaten, do you want to take revenge?"
"That won't happen."
Lin Zhao shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior, you worry too much."
"Do you live in the Villa on the Top of the Mountain?" the old man asked.
"Well, senior, why do you ask that?"
"After I beat you into a puddle of mud, I will send you home!"
The old man in blue shirt laughed heartily.
Lin Zhao also laughed: "Then please don't show mercy, senior."
"Come on, let's watch the punches!"
The old man in green shirt hit as he was told. Suddenly, the energy in his whole body changed. He was already at the seventh level of martial arts. However, the artistic conception of boxing and the momentum of martial arts that burst out were far beyond the seventh level. A straight punch landed in front of Lin Zhao in an instant.
!
It's too fast, there's no way to avoid it!
Lin Zhao was horrified. Who would have thought that such an incredible being would come to the small town? This martial artist's aura... was even more terrifying than Chu Huaixi who was in the sea realm!
In an instant, the boy could only cross his fists in front of his chest to block!
With a loud noise, Lin Zhao had already retreated and flew out. He broke several big trees in a "pengpengpeng" manner before stumbling into the forest. With just one punch, he felt that all the bones in his body were about to break.
As if it was broken, the martial arts energy in his body was also extremely disordered by the opponent's punch. What's even more terrible is that the old man walked forward step by step, with strong fisting intention all over his body, and said with a smile: "With this little ability,
You still have the nerve to lead troops to fight against the monsters on the battlefield? I'm afraid that some great monster from the fifth realm will kill you, a famous young general, with just one punch!"
"senior!"
Lin Zhao stood up staggeringly and took another breath of Qi. Suddenly, the fire unicorn in his body led the billowing Qi to flow throughout his body, and a God of War roared. In an instant, not only did his whole body regain a lot of strength, but even the agitation of the old man in green shirt just now
A lot of the strength of the fist had been removed. The young man looked at the old man and gritted his teeth and said: "I can't beat him to death. I'm afraid it won't count as my senior said!"
"OK!"
The old man in green shirt continued to step forward.
Lin Zhao took the lead in attacking, and instantly opened a series of horse-winding fists. His whole body speed increased dramatically, and he punched the old man's forehead, abdomen, and neck in an instant.
"This is quite interesting!"
The old man in green shirt chuckled. At this moment, time seemed to have frozen. The speed of Lin Zhao's first punch became extremely slow, and the old man slowly tilted his body to avoid the punch to the forehead.
, then he opened his left hand in front of his chest and grabbed Lin Zhao's right fist. With a slight movement of his left fist, it landed on Lin Zhao's abdomen.
"Peng——"
Amidst the loud noise, the young man flew out for the second time. This time it was even worse. His fists were shattered, and his body was hit hard and broke a pine tree as thick as a bowl. He lay on the ground miserable and vomited a mouthful of blood. Since then,
After entering the Seventh Realm, he has never been so embarrassed. This old man is not only good at boxing, but also punches fiercely. God knows how high the realm is!
At least, a martial artist in the upper fifth realm has not escaped, and Tianyuan realm has started!
"No more?"
The old man in green shirt smiled slightly: "You can finally hold on until the third punch?"
Lin Zhao stood up slowly, as if all the bones in his body were falling apart. He gritted his teeth and said, "As senior wishes..."
When he slowly stood firm, the old man had already walked in front of him. This old man was very tall, more than half a head taller than Lin Zhaoyao. He raised his fist slightly and said with a smile: "Understand the power of my punch.
The boxing technique, boxing theory and momentum contained in this punch."
Lin Zhao opened his eyes, as if he were standing in an ice cave. What a terrifying feeling. At this time, the old man in green shirt had not yet punched, but his body was already like a god in the sky, so Lin Zhao could only
Looking up, I even felt like I wanted to kneel down and worship. What kind of momentum is this?
"cannot!"
Lin Zhao gritted his teeth and a stream of blood flowed from his forehead to his eyes. He still opened his eyes and roared: "Can't admit defeat!"
So, under the suppression of this terrifying martial artist's momentum, Lin Zhao punched out again, his body slightly arched, and his punch was like a mad dragon rising out of the sea. It was exactly the farmer's three-punch angry bullfighting style!
"snort!"
The old man sneered, but there was clearly a look of relief in his eyes. Such a young seventh-level martial artist dared to punch at the peak of his twelve-level rebirth. Moreover, this kid just led the team twenty days ago.
Twenty thousand snow-covered Tianchi cavalry bloodbathed the two military tents of the Demon clan. Such a person is the real natural warrior, the legendary natural general. Compared with him, Liu Xi, the natural general of the Fusu Great Wall
He's not even a fool, he's just a reckless man!
When he thought of this, the old man felt relieved and cherished the young man in front of him.
"Peng!"
He punched the young man and sent him flying backwards. He fainted the moment he flew away.
…
In the afternoon, the garden on the top of the mountain.
Girl Dongzang looked graceful in a long red dress. She was holding a bunch of carrots in her arms. Because Xiaojiuer said yesterday that she missed the taste of carrot stew with beef, Dongzang went to the mountains in the morning and picked a bunch of carrots.
Wild carrots are back.
After she put her things in the kitchen and just walked out of the door, she saw a figure descending from the sky. It was a tall old man in a green shirt. The old man was carrying a person on his shoulders. If he looked carefully, he saw that he was wearing a gray suit.
Does the death camp in the short shirt control Lin Zhao? Moreover, at this time, Lin Zhao was covered in blood and had passed out.
"grown ups!?"
Miss Dongzang trembled all over, subconsciously feeling that the old man had come with bad intentions. She gently turned her palm, pulled out a soft sword from her waist, pointed the sword tremblingly at the old man in green, and shouted: "You
Who is he? Let go of my young master!"
"oh?"
The old man pointed to Lin Zhao on his shoulder: "Recognize him?"
"nature!"
Dongzang frowned, holding a signal firework in his right hand, about to light it to call for help.
"Don't."
The old man in green shirt could see all her little moves. He raised his hand and said with a smile: "No need to ask for help. It's not necessary. I just taught him how to practice boxing. Now that he's finished practicing boxing, I'll give it back to you!"
As he said that, the old man threw Lin Zhao directly on the wooden board in the corridor, clapped his hands, and looked at Dongzang with a stern look: "Let's give him a bath, some healing decoction, do you know the prescription?"
"Um!"
Dongzang frowned and nodded: "There is a prescription in the house!"
"That's good."
The old man smiled slightly and said: "Tell this boy when he wakes up. When he wakes up tomorrow it will still be this time, and I will wait for him over there in the back mountain."
"oh……"
Dongzang nodded: "Then... thank you, senior?"
"gone."
The old man in green shirt stepped into the air and flew away, extremely elegant.
Dongzang glanced at Lin Zhao's appearance, frowned, turned around and put his arm on his shoulders, then helped Lin Zhao back to the room step by step, and then started boiling water and so on, and got busy.
…
Small town, on the stone bridge.
The old man in green shirt put his hands behind his back and slowly stepped onto the stone bridge. On the stone bridge was a scholar wearing a gray and white scholar's shirt.
"Thank you very much."
Qin Suihan smiled slightly.
The old man in green shirt nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin said it himself, there is no reason not to help, but Lin Zhao is indeed a good boxing material. It would be a pity not to be a martial artist. Although Mr. Qin has a high level, he is really not as good as me."
It’s suitable to teach him.”
"yes."
Qin Suihan smiled and said: "For boxing training, it is better for a martial artist on the top of the mountain to teach me. As for me, I only have a little ability to teach him the sages' books."
"Hahahaha~~~"
The old man laughed heartily and said: "Lin Zhao's Seventh Realm... has a very solid foundation. After all, he practices boxing diligently and his talent is still high. Mr. Qin is still worried and wants a more perfect Seventh Realm?
"
"Um."
Qin Suihan said: "There are so many warriors in the Seven Realms in the world. Can Mr. Chen have a way to make Lin Zhao the best in the world in the Seven Realms?"
"If I didn't come, he would be in the top three at most."
The old man raised his eyebrows and said: "Now that I'm here, he can only be number one! Even if Lin Zhao reaches the Eighth Realm, he will be the best in the world in the Eighth Realm."
Qin Suihan chuckled: "In that case, thank you very much, Mr. Chen."
"You have helped Mr. Qin so much and why don't you treat me to a drink?"
"Mr. Chen is a handsome man, how can he not have money to drink? I, on the other hand, haven't sold a book in many days."
