Zhang Manqian is very good at street fighting.
It may seem like just fighting a bunch of gangsters, but street fighting requires extremely high quality.
When fighting on the street, no one knows when the opponent will fight, what weapon the opponent is holding, whether there are glass shards on the ground, or whether the opponent will attack one person at a time or several people.
"In fact, no matter whether you are strong or weak, the most effective way to fight in the street is to run!"
Zhang Manqian’s summary is simple.
run.
If you are blocked by someone from behind or behind, you have to run out as fast as possible even if you are being beaten.
The strong ones keep killing people while running, while the weak ones running away are the most effective means of defense.
This includes physical fitness as well as psychological quality.
Zhang Xuezhou was a weakling at that time, and Zhang Manqian also taught him from a weakling's point of view. Accordingly, Zhang Xuezhou ran very happily after nearly a hundred villagers crowded into the ancestral hall.
"well!"
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou, a True Spirit Realm monk running around blindly, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but sigh.
But after being kicked, he quickly raised his voice abruptly.
Without drawing a sword or using magic to kill people, he could only rely on random punches to subdue the villagers and fight with these people.
Moreover, he had to avoid the sudden attack of hatchets or the sneaky bamboo arrows shot from nowhere.
Dong Zhongshu was suffocated from the beating, but he knew that it was okay to get slightly injured.
As long as nothing happens to Zhang Xuezhou, his injuries will recover quickly.
"Counter Du, run, run and fight!"
Zhang Xuezhou's shout came from afar. Dong Zhongshu moved two steps and threw a villager down with his shoulder. He was unexpectedly hit with a knife in the back.
He let out a breath of air.
If he didn't use swordsmanship to injure these villagers, it would be extremely difficult for him to disarm them.
Among them all, only the guest Qing Zhang Debiao was able to fight fairly reliably. This guest Qing had been following Mr. Zhao for many years and had learned several skills in the iron body technique. Many parts of his body were not afraid of being hacked by ordinary knives.
There were more than ten people piled up around Zhang Debiao, making it difficult for these people to get up for a while. However, Zhang Debiao's feet were tied and his hands were held. Some people even jumped on Zhang Debiao and bit him. He wanted to make more achievements under many restrictions. Extremely difficult.
As for the peasant monk Xu Ji, let’s not talk about it.
This guy actually tried to reason with the villagers, but was punched on the wound injured by an arrow. He didn't even jump twice before he fainted from the pain.
Xu Ji's grandson Xu Yuan followed Zhang Xuezhou's footsteps and beat people while running, knocking over three people in a row.
As for the rest of the business group who had not been revived by Xu Ji, they were all lying on the ground like corpses.
Dong Zhongshu threw a flurry of punches and inevitably jumped two meters away. Then he used his right hand to jump over the incense burner.
Several villagers with quick eyes and quick legs rushed over with knives. As soon as they arrived at the incense burner, Dong Zhongshu kicked one away and punched another one down.
"It's really easier to hit people while running!"
The sound of wind coming from the back of his head came. Dong Zhongshu didn't even look back and jumped straight forward.
The sound of the woodcutter striking the ground came, and Dong Zhongshu's body barely passed by.
"Zhang Debiao, run up and beat them!"
Today's fighting is all about face-to-face fighting, and it is rare to have such a situation of running and fighting at the same time, but Dong Zhongshu feels that it is not bad to fight while running.
After his first try, he found it convenient and recommended it to his guest, Zhang Debiao.
"These thieves and barbarians can't kill them, even if they beat them hard, Accountant Du, are you trying to make things difficult for me, and now you want me to beat them on the run?"
Zhang Debiao shouted.
The pain of being bitten by teeth came to his neck, and he wanted to slap him, but he was afraid that the force of his energy and blood would blow the opponent's head away.
But if he didn't use the energy and blood in his body, his arms would be tightly held, and it would be really difficult to open the other person's head with the weight of a person.
However, the Iron Body Technique protects against cuts but not needle pricks, and is not immune to pain.
Zhang Debiao couldn't bear the pain when his teeth bit into the skin of his neck, so he could only lead five or six villagers back and forth and bump around.
There was a chaotic fight in the ancestral hall, and the scene was chaotic and disorderly.
But what worries Dong Zhongshu the most is that he has not found the tiger demon yet.
He is extremely powerful in the supernatural realm, but this does not mean that Dong Zhongshu can crush fellow practitioners in any situation.
In the melee, anything could happen. A small soldier on the battlefield could kill the great cultivator. It would not be surprising if he was injured and killed by the tiger demon.
Dong Zhongshu exhaled loudly, and with one leap of his body, he had already stepped on a villager's head. Before the other party could react, he stepped hard with his foot, and with the strength of his body, he jumped again and left the ancestral hall directly.
"Hurry and catch the most powerful one, he has escaped!"
An old woman raised a fire stick and pointed it at Dong Zhongshu, who also looked back with condensed eyes.
Seeing the anger flashing in the other person's eyes, Dong Zhongshu had difficulty making a distinction for a moment.
He landed lightly and knocked over the hunter behind him who was holding a bamboo bow and arrows. Seeing that the hunter was still struggling to get up, Dong Zhongshu added another kick, which made it difficult for the hunter to get up.
"You are big men, but you are collaborating with the tiger demon to cause trouble. When I give orders to the governor of Ba County, I will definitely arrest you all in prison, and those who commit serious crimes will be sent to the army," Dong Zhongshu shouted,
"Where is the court when we need it? When we are troubled by the tiger demon, who will save us? We pay a lot of taxes to Bajun City every year, but when has Bajun City ever protected us people?"
Dong Zhongshu's words seemed to arouse the old woman's anger.
She asked angrily towards Dong Zhongshu.
This angry question is mixed with the helplessness of ordinary people, and also the compromise that the villagers of this village had to make under the coercion of the tiger demon.
This also explains why the villagers in the village are so cooperative.
As long as someone escapes from the reporting officer, their village will inevitably fall into the fate mentioned by Dong Zhongshu.
If they want to survive, everyone in their village needs to cooperate.
Whether they took the initiative to surrender, or were passively forced to surrender to the tiger demon, the county government will not ask about these circumstances during interrogation. As long as it is confirmed that they participated in harming others, the entire village will be punished.
Seeing that Dong Zhongshu was not stunned by the smoke-eliminating technique and escaped from the ancestral hall, many villagers were anxious.
This also made Dong Zhongshu have a thought, and he ran away towards the outside of the village.
"Chase, chase quickly!"
Perhaps because the demon in this village is a tiger demon and is too suppressive to other unintelligent creatures, there are no hunting dogs in the village.
When Dong Zhongshu went out, he rarely encountered any obstacles.
"Wait for the officers and soldiers of Bajun City to come and destroy you!"
Dong Zhongshu shouted.
He ran hundreds of meters and was about to step onto the muddy path when he heard a tiger roar that shook his eardrums.
His guess was indeed correct. The villagers in this village could not bear the imperial encirclement and suppression, and the tiger demon obviously did not want to change places easily.
Dong Zhongshu's body was stable, and the evil wind was blowing from behind him.
When the tiger's claws were about to fall on his neck, the sword attached to Dong Zhongshu's waist flew out. He rushed forward and raised the sword in his right hand.
This is a replica of the carbine. Although the sword moves summoned by the long sword user are not powerful, this undoubtedly prevents the tiger demon's claws from piercing the long sword and knocking it down. .
"Duh!"
With a soft drink, Dong Zhongshu took out the magic fan from his back with his left hand. When he fanned it vigorously, a wind blade in the magic fan quickly condensed into shape.
"Damn it, where can a monk like you come from?"
The tiger demon who turned into an old woman instantly returned to its original form and shouted loudly.
Being able to fight swords and use magic spells is more common among monsters than among humans.
Human beings either develop magic techniques or martial arts, and they are all on the road to pursuing perfection.
This partial scientific approach allows human beings to develop endless techniques.
But this also allows high-level demons to more or less take advantage when targeting human monks.
Although demons have few spells, they can be close or far, and can attack or fight with martial arts. Whenever they collide for the first time and don't know the details, demons usually have the upper hand.
The tiger demon was extremely old, and had killed eighty monks if not a hundred. He had never fought against an opponent that he could not defeat with spells or close combat at the first meeting.
He cursed, but before he could finish venting, his heart tightened.
Severe pain in the eyes came, and the sense of danger of death quickly came.
The tiger demon had no time to think, and his body immediately exploded.
"It won't be so easy to run away this time!"
Dong Zhongshu shouted softly, and the wind blade flew across quickly under his control.
The tiger demon is not a snake, and its body is not as hard as a rock.
Dong Zhongshu's wind blade inserted like a sharp blade, and then cut quickly.
This time the tiger demon's escape technique using smoke was obviously not as easy as before. During the continuous cuts, the tiger demon's body was chopped into several pieces.
The pieces of the body fell, and a roar of a tiger followed by dozens of demons emerged with their teeth and claws.
Before Dong Zhongshu could flap the magic fan again, all these ghosts were sucked into a red demon pill.
But just for a short moment, the red demon pill burst, and a tiger-headed kid jumped out, and then got into the darkness.
"You have raised so many ghosts, and you have become a ghost yourself?"
Dong Zhongshu was slightly startled.
The process from normal death to turning into a ghost is definitely not that fast. Ordinary resentful souls still need to be buried in a feng shui place for three years before they can transform, while special Yin objects can be tempered for decades or even hundreds of years. common.
Seeing the tiger demon turn into a tiger-headed imp in a short period of time, Dong Zhongshu was a little surprised at the speed of the transformation after losing his body.
But just a few seconds later, Dong Zhongshu came back to his senses when a high-pitched scream came from the villagers chasing behind him.
Obviously, there is a price behind the tiger demon's rapid transformation into a ghost.
(End of chapter)
