"boom!"
Yang Zhen's punch hit the pillar hard, and the pillar made a muffled sound, with a slight dent in the middle, and then returned to normal.
If the last punch was punched in the swamp, it felt weak; this punch felt like hitting a spring, which was a little painful, but very pleasant.
"Good!" The bearded man cheered loudly: "Three hundred pounds, the little baby is good! Very good!"
Three hundred kilograms is almost the weight of an adult punching with all his strength. Yang Zhen is a little baby, but this punch has the power of an adult!
Three hundred pounds? Yang Zhen was shocked.
He remembered very clearly that after the first stage of the body training technique was completed, the strength could reach three hundred kilograms. You must know that monks in this world start practicing at the age of twelve, so the so-called mortal basics in the exercises are originally meant for children.
Could it be that...my body has already practiced this technique?
What an unexpected surprise. Yang Zhen recalled the fight with those beggars. Her reaction, speed, endurance, etc. were obviously much higher than theirs - it turned out that she had already practiced!
In fact, this is very reasonable. Since the Yang family has this technique, how can they hide it and not use it on Xiao Shitou?
However, the second stage of cultivation has obviously not started yet. Yang Zhen guessed that the most likely possibility was that the Jin family was unable to obtain this spiritual stone. Given Jin's situation at the time, she had done her best to allow Xiao Shitou to complete the first stage of cultivation.
"Girl Yue, come here."
When Yang Zhen was thinking about it, the bearded man had already called Zhao Yue'er over. I don't know who he is, but he calls Zhao Yue'er "girl". He is probably a member of the Zhao family.
"Your companion has some brute strength. If you have a fight with him, be careful to dodge and don't let him hit you." The bearded man ordered Yue'er with a smile.
"Okay!" Zhao Yue'er clapped her hands happily and hurriedly greeted Yang Zhen: "Little Shitou, the teachings have said, let's have a fight!"
She no longer calls her brother now, apparently holding back her energy and preparing to convince others with her virtue.
Yang Zhen was quite helpless. After pushing and pushing, she still had to fight with this little girl! As a companion read, I’m sure there will be more fights like this in the future.
She looks like a porcelain doll, so I have to be careful not to break it.
…
When the two stood still in the middle of the martial arts arena, Yang Zhen was still thinking about how to fight. But he saw Zhao Yue'er cupping his fists and saluting, then leaping up and kicking Yang Zhen in the air.
Yang Zhen was just learning to clasp her fists when, in a blink of an eye, this girl came at her aggressively and was about to kick her right before her eyes.
He was taken aback and hurriedly backed away, almost falling to the ground in his haste.
"Shame on you!" A voice shouted from the side, it was the bearded man.
Yang Zhen's face was slightly hot, and before she could stand still, Zhao Yue'er had already retracted her feet, and in the blink of an eye she made another leap, and a small white hand hit Yang Zhen straight in the face.
Yang Zhen also became furious and determined not to evade anymore. He turned his left hand into a fist and grabbed Zhao Yue'er's fist. At the same time, he leaned forward and made a fist with his right hand, ready to hit Zhao Yue'er on the back when she came closer.
After all, she is a delicate little girl, and it is difficult to attack anywhere in the front, so she has to take a roundabout way.
"Tsk!" The bearded man sneered again.
Yang Zhen suddenly felt something was wrong, where was the person? Before he could react, he heard a "bang" and was hit hard on the face, and stars suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
He secretly yelled that he was not good at it. He didn't know where Zhao Yueer was at this moment, and he didn't know where to start even if he were to fight back. Fortunately, the venue was very large, and the Thirty-Six Stratagem was the best, so he just ignored everything and ran forward for a few steps before standing still and turning around.
Zhao Yue'er was stopping where he was standing just now, looking at him with a proud face: "Brother Shitou, can you call me sister now?"
Yang Zhen was speechless and her face was red. She didn't know whether it was from being beaten or from embarrassment.
"Who told you to stop! Keep fighting!"
But there was a sound like thunder, and the bearded man rushed over with a thunderous beat.
He first pointed at Yang Zhen’s nose and cursed:
"Aren't you ashamed? As a man, you are being chased all over the place by a yellow-haired girl! You run, can you outrun her? Are you as agile as her? Do you know where to run? Run, you are such a fucking coward! "
"Also, I don't have much ability myself, but I still want to think about others. Since we are fighting, don't think too much. There is only one goal: to win! As timid as you are, with random thoughts, you have already lost half of the fight before the fight even starts! "
"What are you afraid of her doing? She's not as strong as you. What if you fight her and get punched twice? If you're afraid of death, don't embarrass yourself here!"
There was a crackle, and Yang Zhen couldn't raise her head as she was scolding, and she felt even more ashamed.
Over there, Zhao Yue'er was gloating about seeing Yang Zhen being scolded, and was beaming with joy when she saw that this man had finished cursing Yang Zhen without stopping, turned around, pointed at her, and started scolding her too:
"And you, why did you stop? He was running forward with his back just now. What a great opportunity! Why didn't you continue to catch up? If you had hit him twice on the back of the head, this kid would have been lying on the ground. Crying for father and mother..."
"You have to remember that on the field, as long as the opponent does not admit defeat, you have to pursue and fight fiercely, and you cannot stop for a moment! You must not give the opponent a chance to breathe! If it is a life and death fight, then you must remember even if the opponent admits defeat. , you must also seal his spiritual energy and break his limbs so that he can no longer pose a threat to you, otherwise, you are not allowed to stop!"
"Remember, never stop until the opponent admits defeat!"
Zhao Yue'er pouted after being scolded, but she didn't defend herself. However, her mentality was much better than that of Yang Zhen. One reason is that she has the upper hand, and another reason is that she probably gets scolded by this hot-tempered teaching often.
The two stood back up, clasping their hands. Yang Zhen was very energetic this time, staring at Zhao Yuer without blinking, waiting for her to make a move.
As expected, it was Zhao Yue'er who made the first move. She shouted softly, danced her hands, and rushed towards Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen saw her clearly, and when she saw her bullying her, she raised her fist and punched her regardless.
But in a flash before his eyes, Zhao Yue'er disappeared again, and then he received a punch on his left waist, which was wide open, exactly the same as before.
The force of this punch was not light, it shocked her heart, and Yang Zhen gasped in pain.
But this time he didn't plan to run away, he couldn't afford to lose this person. He shouted loudly, turned around, raised his fist and swung it at a petite figure.
His eyes blurred, and this punch hit Lonely again, but Zhao Yue'er dodged and came behind Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen secretly screamed, but before she could react, she felt a heavy knock on her knee joint. She could no longer stand still and fell to the ground with a thud.
A soft body pressed up and quickly clasped Yang Zhen's hands, and then a triumphant girl's voice sounded:
"Brother Shitou, you lose."
Yang Zhen remained silent and prostrated on the ground. His hands were locked and he couldn't lie down even if he wanted to.
Zhao Yue'er put her legs on one side and sat on Yang Zhen, like a little princess riding a horse, feeling very proud.
"Hurry up and admit defeat, Little Stone," she urged.
Yang Zhen reluctantly raised her head a little. In her sight blocked by dust, she could only vaguely see the two little maids in front of her.
Caiyun covered her mouth and chuckled, as if she had just watched a wonderful performance.
Caisi jumped there and shouted loudly: "Young lady is so amazing! Young Master, please give in quickly!"
Yang Zhen became more and more embarrassed and annoyed, and she was even more unwilling to accept it. He swung his body desperately, but under Zhao Yue'er's suppression, he was like a rabbit whose ears were caught. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.
The more this happened, the angrier Yang Zhen became, and her blood surged up. If he lost like this, how could he see anyone in the future?
I'm afraid I'll be laughed at for the rest of my life!
A lifetime of shame!
He twisted his hands desperately, making a hoarse sound in his mouth, and pushed his head toward the ground regardless, trying to use this power to turn his body over.
Zhao Yue'er couldn't control his desperate resistance. The little girl was also anxious, and while using more force, she cursed fiercely:
"Little Shitou, give in quickly!"
Yang Zhen turned a deaf ear, her eyes were red, and she struggled harder.
Zhao Yue'er was so angry that she leaned into Yang Zhen's ear and shouted loudly: "Asshole! You lost, give up quickly!"
"No!" Yang Zhen roared angrily and raised her head fiercely...
boom! He hit the little head behind him hard.
"Ah!" A scream came from him.
A few drops of bright red blood spilled on the ground.
PS: This chapter will be posted as soon as it is written. I was going out in the afternoon, and I planned to code another 500 words, so I would have 3,000 words today. But I really can’t help but want to break the chapter here, haha!
So I will try to code another chapter today, thank you all!
