In the early morning, the Marshal's Mansion was busy.
Lin Zhao followed the deputy commander Huang Tingyu, who was carrying a sword, through the front yard, and when he came straight to the back yard, he saw a familiar figure.
Chen Yu, as the eldest princess of the Chen Dynasty, also lives in the Marshal's Mansion.
"Lin Zhao!"
Chen Yu smiled brightly, like a big sister, and said: "You are here so early. Let me take you to your residence first. It was packed out yesterday. The place is not big, but it is enough for you."
"Um!"
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded: "Thank you, sister Chen Yu!"
"You brat, why are you so polite?"
Chen Yu led the way and soon arrived at Lin Zhao's residence, which was located deep inside the Marshal's Mansion. It was a small, unique courtyard. The courtyard was not big, but the furnishings were quite exquisite. Chen Yu smiled and said: "These days, Marshal Chu will guide you in practicing
Apart from boxing... Mr. Huang Tingyu will order you to prepare medicinal soup for bathing, etc. In addition, there is a maidservant to serve your food and daily life. If you need anything, you can tell her. We at Tianchiling
Although resources are in short supply, they are not in short supply here at the Marshal's Mansion."
"Um!"
Lin Zhao nodded.
At this time, a woman wearing a long green dress walked out of the small courtyard, gave a Wanfu blessing, and said with a smile: "Is this Mr. Lin Zhao?"
"right."
Chen Yu nodded: "Lin Zhao, this girl's name is Dong Zang. She is the maid of the Marshal's Mansion. She used to live in the back streets. You may know her. She will be responsible for your daily life for the next ten days."
"oh……"
Lin Zhao took a look at the other party. He looked familiar, but maybe he lived far away, so he was not familiar with it. As for this Dongzang girl, it was obvious that she did not have the qualifications to become a martial artist or a spiritual practitioner. A woman born in Tianchi Town, if she did not have these two things
If it is occupied, then you can only do some work such as sewing, serving tea and pouring water, etc. There is nothing you can do about it.
However, this Dong Zang was only less than twenty years old. He was handsome and had a smile on his face that made people feel like spring breeze. He said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will take good care of Lin Zhao in the next ten days."
Young Master’s.”
"Um!"
Chen Yu nodded.
Huang Tingyu crossed his arms and said with a lazy smile: "Little girl Dongzang, stop talking so much nonsense. Follow the prescription I gave you and go to the west wing to get some medicine. Chu Shuai will be there soon."
I've finished my breakfast, and I can just instruct Lin Zhao to practice boxing. After practicing boxing, Lin Zhao will probably look quite different from what he looks like before. In addition, help Lin Zhao get two sets of decent clothes."
"Yes, Mr. Huang!"
Lin Zhao was a little confused: "Mr. Huang, what are you doing with the medicine?"
Huang Tingyu couldn't help but laugh: "How do you still want to escape unharmed after fighting with Chu Shuai? You'll be damned if you don't get beaten to a pulp. Chu Shuai pursues the highest level of boxing all his life, and he will not show mercy to you as he trains you.
of."
Chen Yu chuckled lightly and patted Lin Zhao on the shoulder: "In short, just be mentally prepared to be injured. But don't worry, Chu Shuai will definitely act with discretion. Every time you are injured, the next day
It will definitely recover, the elixir of our Marshal's Mansion is not in vain."
"knew."
Lin Zhao was very calm.
At this moment, a horseman galloped over, clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Mr. Huang, Commander Chu has invited Lin Zhao to go to the practice room."
"Let's go!"
Chen Yu leads the way.
…
In the training room, Chu Huaixi took off his armor and put on a powerful outfit. His whole body was filled with a majestic martial artist's aura. The cultivation level of a martial artist in the sea-walking realm was already at the peak among the Tianchi army, and Chu Huaixi's
What he practices is the self-created military-horse boxing technique. After so many years of fighting and fighting, he has killed countless powerful enemies with this boxing technique. The northern monsters, demons, and ghosts will all endure it when they hear Chu Huaixi's name.
He couldn't help but tremble, but now, Chu Huaixi, who was busy with military affairs, took the time to give advice to this little-known boy Lin Zhao. If this matter spread, I'm afraid the whole town would be discussed in a heated discussion.
Huang Tingyu slowly closed the door outside, and suddenly there were only two people in the practice room.
Chu Huaixi's expression was cold, and he slowly opened a boxing frame. Suddenly, his fists were full of energy, and he said calmly: "Come on, my military boxing style has been rampant in Saibei for many years, and I have rarely encountered an opponent. You, Lin Zhao, are lucky today. You can
See the power."
Lin Zhao frowned, nodded respectfully and clasped his fists, and said: "Commander Chu... do you want to teach me the martial arts boxing technique?"
"No need."
Chu Huaixi said: "The Farmer's Three Fists you practice... may not be worse than the Rongma Boxing. It's just that you are still young and don't understand the boxing techniques and principles thoroughly enough. Lin Zhao, just use the Farmer's Three Fists with me."
It is against the enemy, but you must remember that when I punch you, I will only withdraw my fist strength, not my fist intention, so what you are facing is the peak fist intention of a ten-level sea-walking warrior. This kind of fist intention
, you must bear the crushing feeling of boxing and boxing principles. If you, Lin Zhao, can raise your head and face a sea-walking boxer, you will naturally not lose your momentum when you meet Chaoyuan, Heyday, and Yunyou realm warriors in the future.
Feng, what we martial artists practice is pure Qi. If the Qi is exhausted, it means we lose."
"knew!"
Lin Zhao suddenly opened his boxing frame, and suddenly his whole body was full of fist energy. He looked at Chu Huaixi with his sword-browed eyebrows furrowed and said: "Come on, Commander Chu, I'm ready!"
"very good!"
When Chu Huaixi struck, his majestic fist power erupted. When the punch was delivered, it was like a mountain crushing him. Lin Zhao's heartbeat almost stopped. What kind of level was this?
He couldn't react at all to the confrontation, so he had to put his fists across his chest and use an angry bullfight style to resist Chu Huaixi's move.
"Peng——"
With a loud noise, Lin Zhao's body flew out and hit the wall of the practice room behind him heavily. Chu Huaixi's practice room was built by a friend of the Mohist family and was extremely solid. Although Lin Zhao said
Vomiting blood, it was miserable, but the wall he hit was not damaged at all.
"Get up, isn't this going to work?"
Chu Huaixi strode forward and roared: "You, Lin Zhao, don't even dare to look at my fist?"
"no way!"
Lin Zhao suppressed the fear deep in his heart towards the sea-walking martial artist, stood up tremblingly, looked straight at Chu Huaixi's majestic fists, gritted his teeth and said: "Commander Chu, please continue to give fists!"
"This is kind of cool."
Chu Huaixi smiled faintly, stepped closer, and the iron fist dropped from the sky, filling the sky with fist power.
Without thinking, Lin Zhao regarded this grinding as a battle of life and death. Since he was going to die no matter what, why didn't he punch? Sitting and waiting for death was definitely not Lin Zhao's style!
The young man pulled his fist, and a fearless aura burst out from his whole body. The farmer's three punches flowed rapidly, and the punch he aimed at Chu Huaixi was a dry land pulling onion move, fast and accurate!
But in the next second, the fist was crushed again. His shoulders received a heavy punch from Chu Huaixi, and then his abdomen was suffocated. After taking a kick from Chu Huaixi, the whole person flew out and was hit hard.
On the wall, he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"Is this the limit?"
Chu Huaixi looked at the embarrassed young man, raised his eyebrows and said: "Is this what Lin Zhengxi's son is capable of? If it only stops here, it would not be a big disappointment to my uncle."
Lin Zhao was lying on the ground, every inch of his body seemed to be shattered by the opponent's punch. It was clear that Chu Huaixi had suppressed his punch to the level of a second-level martial artist, but every time Lin Zhao fought,
They were all defeated miserably, for no other reason than that their boxing intentions, boxing principles, and momentum were completely suppressed, just like when two people of equal strength were fighting against each other, the one with greater internal strength would inevitably win.
"I have not……"
Lin Zhao staggered to his feet. He had been beaten until he was almost covered in blood. The clothes on his shoulders were even shattered after Chu Huaixi punched him. He raised his head and looked straight at him again with a pair of clear eyes.
Seeing Chu Huaixi's majestic fist power, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, on the contrary, there was a trace of unwillingness to win.
The young man slowly opened the farmer's three-fist stance. This time it was a horse-style fist stance. Gritting his teeth, he actually took the initiative to attack for the first time.
"Whoosh!"
A punch packed with true energy broke through the wind, and the young man's body was light. This punch formation was fast and accurate, and it hit Chu Huaixi's left ear hard.
"Can it be that simple?!"
Chu Huaixi sneered, spun around suddenly, and punched Lin Zhao hard in the chest, forcibly cutting off the continuous punches in the style of the horse wind, and then his body sank, and he hit Lin Zhao fiercely.
He kicked Lin Zhao in the abdomen, causing the young man's body to hit the roof of the practice room. When he fell, Chu Huaixi showed no mercy and knocked Lin Zhao down with another punch full of intention.
Flying away.
This time, Lin Zhao could no longer stand up and passed out.
…
"Squeak~~~"
Chu Huaixi opened the door and said: "Old Huang, take him back. He has reached his limit. Give him a bath with the best medicinal materials in Tianchiling and bring him here tomorrow morning."
"Yes, sir!"
Huang Tingyu picked up the boy with one hand and went straight to the small courtyard. In the small courtyard, a large bathtub had been set up in the room, and Miss Dongzang had also put all the medicines, so Huang Tingyu directly took the boy's clothes
He peeled it off and threw it away. Then he glanced at Dongzang, who was covering his face with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Why are you so shy?"
Dongzang's pretty face turned red: "How could it be? Lin Zhao is still young and so thin..."
"So, you don't like Lin Zhao's type?"
Huang Tingyu asked with a smile.
Miss Dong Zang's face turned redder and she said, "Mr. Huang, what are you talking about? Mr. Lin Zhao is a distinguished guest of Chu Shuai, and I am just a maid in the mansion. I don't dare to reach high places."
"Hey, that's good to know."
Huang Tingyu grinned: "Lin Zhao's future achievements may be very high, and he is also handsome. It may not be what you Dongzang can expect, but it doesn't matter. Miss Dongzang has a good-looking face and a round butt.
Are you still worried about not being able to find your husband's family in the future? If it really doesn't work out, I, Lao Huang, can make do with it... Miss Dongzang, you don't even know how handsome I, Lao Huang, was when I was young. My mother is from Shili Baxiang... Oh no, I am from Shili Baxiang.
Who among the girls doesn’t want to marry me, Lao Huang, why don’t you think about it?”
"Bah, bah, bah!"
Miss Dongzang covered her face and said, "Sir Huang, you never practice cultivation!"
