Each clan has its own set of methods for cultivating family children. Just like the Qian family's experience, the Zhao family trains their children, but throws them into the military camp when they are more than ten years old.
Having been exposed to the military camp since he was a child, Zhao Tianyu's reaction was naturally very fast. Almost at the same time that Zhang Hu took action, he quickly retreated.
It's just that Zhang Tianyu didn't know that the environment Zhang Hu grew up in was far more dangerous than him, and the fighting instinct that came from fighting wild beasts was beyond the comparison of Zhang Tianyu.
As if anticipating Zhang Tianyu's retreat, Zhang Hu's grab was actually a false move. After one claw missed the target, Zhang Hu followed Zhao Tianyu like a shadow and immediately clung to Zhao Tianyu without stopping.
"Not good!" Seeing Zhang Hu's movements so quickly, Zhao Yiyuan couldn't help but change his face.
As the saying goes, every inch that is long is strong, and every inch that is short is dangerous. Although both of them were using bare hands, their fists and kicks were real, and their power may not be much worse than weapons.
Zhao Yiyuan had already seen that his nephew had underestimated the enemy at the beginning, and now that he had lost all his first moves and opened his door wide, he was afraid that he would lose this long contest.
Just as Zhao Yiyuan thought, the legs of the account approaching Zhao Tianyu sank slightly, and then suddenly bounced. The stocky body was like a cannonball, and his right shoulder hit Zhang Tianyu's chest heavily.
"ah……"
With a scream, Zhao Tianyu's body was thrown back high. While he was still in the air, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, staining his snow-white clothes with a bright red.
"Tianyu, are you okay?" Before Zhao Tianyu could land, Zhao Yiyuan took a step forward and put his hand on Zhao Tianyu's back, trying to remove the strong force.
"What kind of kung fu is this?" Although it seemed that the power was removed in an understatement, Zhao Yiyuan's body shook slightly.
This shocked Zhao Yiyuan. With his advanced level of Anjin cultivation, he actually had to put in a lot of effort to resolve the energy coming from Zhao Tianyu.
Zhao Yiyuan didn't know that this was the backbone of the Bajiquan taught by Qin Feng to Zhang Hu. Bajiquan was created by martial arts practitioners during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, and it was not until the end of the Qing Dynasty that it became popular. Naturally, Zhao Yiyuan had never seen it.
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"Uncle Yuan, I...I'm fine..."
After Zhao Tianyu stood firm, he forced himself to answer, but he felt a tightness in his chest. His throat felt sweet, and a stream of blood rushed to his throat.
"Huh? Your internal organs are injured, so don't talk yet..."
Seeing Zhao Tianyu's appearance, Zhao Yiyuan quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill sealed with wax, rubbed it with his fingers, took out the pill and stuffed it into his nephew's mouth.
"Hahaha, is this the young master of the Zhao family?" Just as Zhao Tianyu was taking the medicine, Qin Shan's loud laughter suddenly came to his ears, and he was so aggrieved that he almost spit out another mouthful of blood.
"Qin Laosan, don't bully others too much!"
Zhao Yiyuan turned around suddenly, with a fierce light in his eyes. He was used to being arrogant and domineering. But he didn't expect to be slapped in the face by Qin here, and he still felt unspeakable pain.
"Too much bullying?" Qin Jun shouted to Zhang Hu: "Huzi, tell that senior Zhao, how old are you this year?"
"I am fifteen years old this year!" Zhang Hu replied loudly.
"Did you hear me?"
Qin Jun sneered: "Is it too much to bully someone who is fifteen years old against Zhao Tianyu's twenty-five years old? You are not as skilled as others and you dare to come to my Qin family to run wild. I think you Zhao family are bringing humiliation on yourselves, right?"
As soon as Qin Jun finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the place. The apprentices in the blacksmith shop were also members of the Qin family, so naturally they didn't need to worry about the Zhao family's face. They all laughed out loud at the moment.
"Plop!" Amidst the roar of laughter in the whole hall, Zhao Tianyu could no longer hold back the blood clogged in his throat. He opened his mouth and spurted it out.
"Uncle Yuan, I...I'm not willing to lose!" Zhao Tianyu looked at Zhang Hu in the field with resentment, and with his kung fu
"Tianyu, don't get excited."
Zhao Yiyuan asked someone to support Zhao Tianyu, turned to look at Qin Jun, and said word by word: "Okay, okay! Qin Laoer, I, Zhao Yiyuan, have remembered what happened today!"
"Zhao, you are not old enough, so you won't forget your nature so quickly, right?"
Before Qin Jun could speak, Qin Shan stared and said, "You can forget what just happened. I don't know how you practiced that kung fu?"
The words spoken by this upright person are often not pleasant to hear. Zhao Yiyuan was so aggrieved by Qin Shan's words that he almost wanted to vomit blood.
"Qin Laosan, if you have the guts, how can you and I move?" Zhao Yiyuan was so excited by Qin Shan that he was a little confused.
"According to the rules of the five tribes, people in the Anjin realm are not allowed to fight privately, right?"
The Qinshan man was stunned, but he was not stupid. He knew that he was no match for Zhao Yiyuan, so he said with a smile: "Zhao, are you trying to break the rules jointly established by the five major clans?"
The five major clans have no restrictions on fighting in the Ming Jin realm, but dark Jin masters are the backbone of the family.
Therefore, the five major clans once jointly formulated a rule, that is, private fights between dark masters are not allowed. If there are any private grievances, the two sides can resolve them at the conference of the five clans.
"Okay, Mr. Qin, I hope your brothers can participate in the Five Clans Conference this time..." Being suppressed by Qin Shan with a big hat, Zhao Yiyuan had no choice but to hope that he could meet the Qin family at the Five Clans Conference.
Brothers.
"Hey, I won't bother you anymore."
Qin Shan chuckled and said: "There are so many masters in the Qin family, but I, Qin Lao San, am not a green onion. I will definitely not have a share in the competition at the Five Clans Conference..."
In fact, according to the plan made by the Qin family, the two Qin Jun brothers need to send one person to participate in the Five Clans Conference, but now that Qin Feng is here, the quota for them will naturally be given up.
"Okay, if things don't change, we will meet one day..."
Zhao Yiyuan knew that he would get no benefits if he continued to pester him, so he turned around with a cold face and said, "Let's go, let me see how arrogant the Qin family can be."
"It's better to leave..." Qin Jun's voice came from behind: "Don't you want all these things? Or did you lose them to us as a bet?"
When Zhao came here, he had thrown away a lot of fine steel, and now it was all left in the yard. According to the monetary unit of this space, these fine steels were a considerable fortune.
"Keep it, Tianyu will get it back by himself later."
Zhao Yiyuan turned back and stared at Zhang Hu. The Qin family had produced such a young master of Ming Jin, and no information about the family was mentioned at all. He would definitely punish those people severely when he returned.
"Huzi, are you okay?"
When Zhao Yiyuan and his party left the yard, Qin Shan rushed to Zhang Hu, slapped Zhang Hu hard on the shoulder, and shouted: "I didn't expect your kung fu to be so good? I don't think you need to be twenty years old.
I can enter the dark energy..."
A fifteen-year-old Ming Jin warrior was almost unheard of in this dimension except for those monsters in the royal family back then. Compared with Zhang Hu, Qin Shan suddenly felt that he was living his age like a dog.
"Master taught me well!"
After being slapped hard by Qin Shan, Zhang Hu grinned in pain. He was not injured in the fight just now, but this slap made half of his body numb.
"Your master?"
Hearing this, Qin Shan looked at Qin Feng, curled his lips, and said: "Your master is not a human being at all. He was in his early twenties and his dark strength was at its peak. This... this is simply a pervert."
Although Qin Feng competed with Meng Dan from beginning to end and never showed off his skills at other times, after Zhang Hu's long competition today, the Qin brothers couldn't help but think highly of Qin Feng again.
Quite a few points.
"The relationship between us and the Zhao family is finally settled."
Different from Qin Shan's expression of excitement, Qin Jun said with some worry: "Zhao Yiyuan is a narrow-minded person, and I am afraid he will not be able to take revenge in the future. Huzi will try not to get out of the Qin family in the future..."
Nowadays, the five major clans are like five countries. There are all kinds of subterfuge, alienation and assassination.
Now that the Zhao family knows that the Qin family has such a young master of energy transformation in Zhang Hu, I am afraid that he will use all possible methods to kill Zhang Hu, and of course he will use all possible means.
"It's okay, just ask Hu Zi to be careful in the future." Qin Feng shook his head, are you kidding me? If the descendant of the Outer Eight Sect is assassinated, then all this skill will be in vain.
"Let's go and talk about it when we get back. We have to tell my elder brother about this!"
Qin Jun nodded. Although the Qin family and the other four major clans have not yet broken up, the two sides have long been incompatible with each other. Adding such hatred now is really not a big deal.
"Old Zheng, I will keep these fine steels." Qin Jun said to Blacksmith Zheng before leaving: "You can make a few more small weapons, and the rest will be your reward."
"Thank you, Lord Qin Jun!"
After hearing what Qin Jun said, Blacksmith Zheng was naturally filled with joy. Zhao Tianyu brought a lot of fine steel, and the scraps alone were enough to feed their blacksmith shop for a year.
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"Zhao Tianyu is nothing to be afraid of..."
After returning to the government office, Qin Jun told Qin Bing exactly what happened just now. After listening, Qin Bing muttered: "Then Zhao Yiyuan's kung fu is indeed good. Among the dark power masters of my Qin family, there is no one like him.
People are his opponents..."
Different altitudes lead to different perspectives on problems. The worry on Qin Bing's face was because he was afraid that Zhao Yiyuan would kill Qin's dark warriors during the conference of five clans.
"Brother, with Qin Feng here, what should you be afraid of?" This simple-minded person also has advantages. Qin Shan solved the tangle in Qin Bing's heart with just one sentence.
"Haha, I actually forgot about this."
After hearing his third brother's words, Qin Bing suddenly felt better. He looked at the scroll in Qin Feng's hand and said, "I want to see the painting that humiliated Zhao Yiyuan..."
