Lu Zhengkang admitted that this was not the brothel he expected. There was no romance here, only the sun and a big bowl of tea.
The man has been wandering all his life, but he still enjoys it here.
Toshizaburo worshiped a master in the martial arts hall in the town and learned the skills of bare-handed fighting from him. He was a deviant and taught these skills to his rangers. Lu Zhengkang was also asked to learn with him. This is
They are a group activity and professional course practiced by Chengjiangyi Group.
One day, the knight-errants from Chengjiang were practicing hand-grooming together in a Taoist temple in the suburbs. The atmosphere was heated, and they would take off their shirts and go shirtless when they got angry. Lu Zhengkang admitted that this kind of scene was indeed not very good-looking, but it was not a good idea these days.
Popular cut sleeves and philosophy.
Toshizaburo stretched out his hand to grab his opponent, just like an ape picking fruit. With a sweep of his feet, he threw a six-foot man three feet away.
"What a blessing, Saburo!" Everyone laughed. When it comes to hand-gripping skills, Toshizaburo is of course the leader.
Lu Zhengkang squatted in the corner and smiled as he observed the scene in front of him. It was winter, and the sweaty men evaporated into white mist, which was still shining under the sun.
"Brother Lu, come and try your hand!" A rogue shouted, and others followed suit. Toshizaburo put his hands on his hips and turned his head towards Lu Zhengkang.
"Okay. Come on." Lu Zhengkang stood up, walked to Toshizaburo, squatted slightly with his feet spread apart, raised his hands flat, and then waved his hands.
Toshizaburo smiled and said: "Brother Lu has only been practicing for a short time, and you guys are bullying him for the first time. After a while, you ruffians won't be able to please him." He shook his head at his subordinates and raised his hands.
Hand-gripping is a technique for capturing, wrestling, and throwing. Compared with other fist methods, it focuses more on manipulating the center of gravity. People have roots when standing on the ground. If the balance of this footing is destroyed, the opponent can be crushed to death.
Toshizaburo took the initiative to pounce on him. He moved very quickly, took two steps forward, reached Lu Zhengkang's left side, and tried to grab his arm. He thrust his left leg diagonally into the back of Lu Zhengkang's feet.
Lu Zhengkang took half a step back, swung his hands over, and pushed Toshizaburo's shoulders. This time, there was no force. Toshizaburo stood still, straightened his shoulders forward, and tried to push back.
At this time, Lu Zhengkang did not advance but retreated. He withdrew his strength in time, causing Toshizaburo to move forward a little. His center of gravity was shaken. Lu Zhengkang took advantage of the situation and grabbed his arms and pushed him into his arms. Toshizaburo could not bear the strength and was uprooted.
When he got up, he was startled, his head turned white, and he had no ideas.
Lu Zhengkang didn't see many complicated movements. It seemed that he just crossed his hands, turned Toshizaburo around, grabbed him from behind, and threw him from behind. Lu Zhengkang immediately smashed Toshizaburo to the ground.
The rangers were all stunned, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Toshizaburo was lying on the ground panting. This time, if he had fallen down firmly, his neck bones would have been broken, instead of just being broken like they are now.
Lu Zhengkang pulled him up and said, "Junisaburo, you are not home yet."
"Then you're home?" Toshizaburo asked blankly.
"Yeah, I'm on the fifth floor." Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "Did I tell you that I'm a good fighter?"
"No."
"Then now I've said it."
Toshizaburo was not convinced, "Let's have another try."
Lu Zhengkang got into his stance. At this time, the atmosphere was like a duel in the ring. All the gangsters were watching carefully. Those who had stripped their shirts had their clothes on, and they were sitting upright on the steps and walls. This was the gangsters' Ruisibai.
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This time Toshizaburo did not dare to rush forward, but kept testing, and would pounce forward unprepared, bluffing. Naturally, Lu Zhengkang was not bluffed, and slowly forced himself towards Toshizaburo.
"Hey!" Toshizaburo shouted, not only to cheer himself up, but also in the hope that this shout could distract Lu Zhengkang's attention, swing his arms forward, and rush over.
Lu Zhengkang jumped half a step to the side. Toshizaburo suddenly leaned over and kicked Lu Zhengkang on the ankle. There was a muffled "bang" sound. He thought he could sweep him to the ground. Unexpectedly, he
After standing firmly, Toshizaburo hurriedly stepped back and stood up again.
"Children's tricks." Lu Zhengkang pointed at Toshizaburo and laughed. He was really bored now. How could he bully a mortal?
At this moment, a ranger ran in from the door and shouted: "Sanlang, stop playing tricks, a dragon has been fished out of the Chengjiang River!"
This was big news. Everyone went to see the messenger. Toshizaburo frowned and said to Lu Zhengkang, "Brother Lu is very capable. Why don't we go and see the water dragon that was fished out?"
Everyone swarmed around Toshizaburo and followed the messenger to the bank of Chengjiang River. Suddenly they ran out to a small area and saw the wide Chengjiang River in the distance. At this time, there were many idle people watching by the riverside, blowing in the wind.
There was a strong fishy smell.
"Is it really a dragon?" Everyone became excited.
The gangsters pushed through the crowd and had a panoramic view of the dragon stranded on the river beach. At this time, everyone let out a sad sigh.
The dragon was dead. The body left behind had white scales with black edges. The dragon's head was cut off and fell into the water two feet away from the body. If it weren't for the hair and horns, at first glance, it would have been a big stone in the river.
Woolen cloth.
The postmaster also arrived with several officials holding water and fire sticks. Toshizaburo nodded to the postmaster. The postmaster glanced at him and said nothing. The two of them were also familiar with each other, and Lu Zhengkang was watching carefully.
After taking a closer look, they turned out to be two brothers.
The dragon corpse fished out by the fisherman was just a dragon, but it was also a great demon that had refined the inner elixir. Lu Zhengkang planned to make use of this thing, but it was actually a little late now. He read the file and went back to this early morning.
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At this time, it was bright and clear, and Lu Zhengkang came out of the house. The worry-free bag behind his back fell off, and he caught it in his hand. He stood on tiptoe lightly and jumped up to the eaves. He stepped on it repeatedly, always landing on a tile on the eaves.
Flying a few feet away at one o'clock
, at this time, Chengjiang Station has just come to life, the cock has crowed three times, the breakfast stall has been set up, and fireworks are coming out here and there. Under the dark sky, the town looks like a tired-looking water town woman,
He was getting up and cheering up.
Lu Zhengkang rushed to the Chengjiang River bank. At this point, all the night fishing boats had already returned to the shore. Apart from a few buoys bobbing on the river, only clear ripples remained.
He stopped on the shore and watched. There was a faint flash of lightning under the water. After a while, a sword light broke through the water and shot towards the north. It was gone in an instant.
It was a monk who killed the dragon to get the pearl. Lu Zhengkang calculated the time of death of the dragon just right. At this time, the dragon corpse was still fresh.
He threw out the Worry-Free Son, captured both the dragon corpse and the guillotined head, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of red-sky demonic energy, soaking up all the remaining demonic aura in the corpse, and then sucked it back, creating a majestic mana.
Now only the white bones of the dragon are left, which continue to be corroded by the demonic energy of the red sky and drained of its physical properties. These essences are thrown into the underworld, condensed into bones, swords, swords, spears, and bone spurs, and fall to the bottom of the sea of blood.
Unfortunately, the demon soul and the dragon bead have been taken away by the dragon-slaying man.
Finally, a gust of wind blew and the bones were scattered into the river, just like scraping away rotten soil.
People in Chengjiangyi would not know that a dragon died here.
A few hours later, at a Taoist temple in the outskirts, the ruffian encouraged Lu Zhengkang to have a sparring match with Toshizaburo. Lu Zhengkang just waved his hand, "No, I'm too full this morning and I can't feel energetic."