"Whoa!" The blood-red sword light flashed by, and the man in the martial arts hall, stepping on the dragon's feet, managed to avoid the fierce sword strike and slashed towards the back of Zhao Changhe's neck.
Zhao Changhe seemed to have used his old strength, but he suddenly recovered it, turned around and slashed with a very familiar move, and put the opponent's knife away.
The opponent's footwork changed again, and he appeared inexplicably on the left side, and the long knife continued to move towards Zhao Changhe's waist.
Zhao Changhe's Blood Fiend Sword Technique originally had its own footwork, so he could dodge and maneuver quite well. After combining it with Fei Xue Wuhen's Qing Kung Fu, it felt even smoother. As a result, this challenge made him feel like he was standing awkwardly.
The opponent is slippery and does not hold back, which is extremely difficult to deal with.
Both are at the third level of the entrance hall, and the other party has not mastered both internal and external skills. This challenge is already difficult to win. Strictly speaking, if you lose this challenge, you can be regarded as being overtaken by the other party.
Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. What everyone practices in the Blood God Sect has the same origin, and their strengths and weaknesses are similar. Once you step out, you will see that the world is huge, and there is always something you can learn from.
When I was sparring with Yue Hongling, I knew that the world is so vast and the strengths of each family cannot be seen even in a small corner of Beimang.
Therefore, it is necessary to test the world with a sword!
Fortunately, no matter how slippery the gym leader's footwork is, he is not as slippery as Yue Hongling. After special training with Yue Hongling, Zhao Changhe has been able to grasp the movements of opponents of this level. The longer he fights, the clearer he becomes. In the end, even the opponent's footsteps will move towards
You can predict where it will flash.
"Bah!" The owner of the hall was flying to the right when Zhao Changhe suddenly stretched out a foot and hooked him.
The owner fell to the ground in horror, and the first thought that flashed through his mind was that my head was gone.
If Zhao Changhe chops him down with a sword, his head will really be gone... Speaking of which, a ruthless person like Zhao Changhe who kills wherever he goes, could really do this...
The martial arts disciples nearby shouted in unison, and were about to step forward when they saw Zhao Changhe grabbing the gym master's arm, taking a step back, holding the hilt of the sword upside down and clasping his fists in salute: "Thank you, master, for teaching me. Youlong Bagua Steps"
It is indeed a good footwork. I benefited a lot from today’s battle. Thank you Zhao.”
The people in the first martial arts hall stared blankly at Zhao Changhe as he turned around and went out. After a while, he disappeared into the rainy night and could no longer be seen.
People looked at each other in confusion. The owner of the museum rubbed Wuqing's ankle and muttered in confusion: "Is this really Zhao Changhe? Why is it different from the rumors?"
"I heard that Zhao Changhe has a beard and a rough and ferocious appearance."
"I heard that Zhao Changhe is eight feet tall and his waist is eight feet too."
"I heard that Zhao Changhe can eat human flesh alive."
In the chaos, someone said weakly: "But the wanted poster does look like this. Haven't you all seen it? What have you heard about it?"
"……"silence.
It's really Zhao Changhe. Is there something wrong with the world's perception?
The owner of the museum sighed: "Don't talk about it. Of course it's Zhao Changhe. With such a standard Blood Evil Kung Fu and Blood Evil Sword Technique, the evil energy is almost overflowing. When doing it, his eyes are blood-red. That's exactly what it is.
It’s strange that he can control such a ferocious demonic power so well... And he, he is actually very polite. I just believed him when he told me that he was from the Cui family and the Wang family..."
"That is to say, he is really just here to challenge his sword skills and gain knowledge... He is not here to show off his skills and make a name for himself, nor is he here to rob? How could such a person, Feng Ping, become like this..."
The people in the martial arts hall seemed to be in a dream, and Zhao Changhe over there was also in a dream.
When he turned the corner, the first thing he saw was a little girl wrapped pitifully in a fluffy hooded mink fur, huddled in the corner and shivering. The heavy rain was pouring down, and it was beaten all over her body. This mink fur was worse than
If you don't wear it, the more you do this, the more uncomfortable and cold you will feel.
Looking at the round face exposed under the girl's hat, Zhao Changhe pinched his forehead: "Miss Cui, what are you doing? Didn't your brother have someone take you home? Why are you sitting here begging for food?"
"I, I don't want to go back. I'm not begging for food, I'm waiting for you here."
"According to the normal human IQ, you failed in the cottage before and learned an important lesson in life. At this time, shouldn't you realize your shortcomings, go home and work hard to practice? What's the point of running out to find a man instead?
Biological thinking?”
"Are you practicing?"
"I am."
"The reason why you came out of Beimang with your sword is because practicing in the world is better than practicing hard in the mountains, right?"
"Of course."
"Then if I follow you, why can't I practice? I remember all the martial arts at home, and I stole a lot of pills. So what's the point of practicing hard at home compared to experiencing the world with you?"
Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded and finally walked himself in.
This guy's thinking logic is actually not stupid. From the perspective of practice alone, this logic is irrefutable. Isn't this what I came out of the world for?
But the question is, why do you trust me so much? You should continue to torture your brother!
"I'm talking about Miss Cui." Zhao Changhe put his hands on his hips helplessly: "Do you know that in my dialect, there is a word for your behavior called Baigui?"
Cui Yuanyang blinked his big eyes and didn't know why.
"What is the most important thing to guard against when traveling in the world?"
Cui Yuanyang said without hesitation: "People's hearts are sinister. You will understand it just by looking at your journey."
"Then why do you think that the sinister person is not me?" Zhao Changhe said speechlessly: "You are a beautiful little girl, and you still told me that you remember all the Cui family's martial arts, and you also carry resource medicines with you, and maybe you can pay a lot of money
.I can’t rob you of your things and force you to write down secrets of the Cui family, but I can also put you in various shapes and show them off every day?”
Cui Yuanyang finally couldn't bear the naked language, and lowered his head with a red face: "You... you can't. If you could, I would have..."
"Girl, I was not in the mood at that time and it was not the right time... Once I was given a good environment, I was not sure what I would do. You fucking trust me more than me? I am a bandit, does the bandit know?
"
Cui Yuanyang lowered his head and pinched the corners of his clothes and stopped talking.
Zhao Changhe looked around, the heavy rain was still pouring down, and the long street was deserted.
Seeing the pitiful look on the little girl's face, he couldn't get angry anymore, and sighed: "It's better now. I don't even dare to drive you home alone, for fear that you will disappear on the road... Let's leave it like this. , Anyway, I don’t have a fixed goal, and I just challenge myself to practice swordsmanship everywhere. Now I will adjust the route and take you in the direction of Qinghe."
Cui Yuanyang secretly raised her eyes to look at his expression, and thought to herself that you are not a good person. This is a true gentleman. Why do you have to pretend to be bad and rude?
She didn't say anything stupid like "I'm going to wander around the world if I don't go home." She also knew that this actually caused trouble for Zhao Changhe. Zhao Changhe was no better than Cui Yuanyong. It is difficult to take care of yourself when walking through thorny roads. How can you bring a bottle of oil with you?
If he was annoyed and just threw her into some yamen, why would the government send her home? Zhao Changhe probably didn't think of this for a while, so it's not a bad idea to be willing to escort her on this journey home.
Everyone thinks Yangyang is stupid, but Yangyang is measured most of the time!
"Get up, that's the inn over there. Let's check in first. If you stay here longer, you'll get sick from the third level of the entrance hall. You're so low-spirited, I really think you're being too imaginary."
Cui Yuanyang followed him step by step. Listening to his inexplicable muttering of words, his mood suddenly became very strange.
It seemed that I didn't realize until this moment that this was really a lonely man and a widow living together in a hotel.
Before, I was thinking that it would be fun to follow him, but I didn't even think about it...
But the strange thing is that my heart is very peaceful.
Because he is really a gentleman.
"Shopkeeper, do you have a room? Don't tell me there's only one room."
"...Of course there are several of them, including private courtyards." The shopkeeper was lying on the counter, taking a nap, and said impatiently: "As long as you have money."
Zhao Changhe snapped his fingers at Cui Yuanyang, indicating that it was your time to perform.
Cui Yuanyang blushed and took out a piece of silver from the package: "Put it in a private courtyard and don't let anyone disturb you."
The crisp and sweet voice made the shopkeeper lose his sleep. Yi Gulu raised his head and looked at the little girl in front of him, and his eyes on Zhao Changhe immediately became very strange.
This little brother, how many years do you want to be sentenced?