In other people's territory, no matter how bold Zhao Rang was, he did not dare to sleep peacefully. He always paid attention to the movements in the house and across the courtyard.
I don’t know what time of day it was, but the treetops in the yard were swaying slightly, and the moon shadow projected on the window lattice was scattered. It must be the wind.
Zhao Rang didn't close the window. He didn't like it to be too quiet when sleeping. If there was no noise at all, it would keep him awake.
This gust of wind came in through the window, blew through the bed curtain, became extremely soft, and fell on him obediently.
This feeling was so comfortable that Zhao Rang smacked his lips and turned over, from lying on his side to lying on his back.
But what just came in through the window was not just the wind, but also a shadow.
This shadow deliberately controlled its speed to be the same as the wind, so that no one in the room would notice it.
The most important thing is that this shadow is as gentle as the wind.
After Feng Luo fell on Zhao Rang through the bed curtain and disappeared, the shadow also quietly fell on the table.
On Table Mountain is Zhao Rang’s unfinished bottle of the finest Western Region Spring.
Zhao Rang didn't open his eyes, but he could already feel the "qi" in the room changing.
Everything in the world has its own Qi, even dead things in the eyes of ordinary people are no exception.
Whether there is one table or two tables in a room has completely different values. Those with advanced martial arts training don't even need to open their eyes to see. They can have a very clear grasp of the surrounding environment by simply feeling the changes in Qi mentally.
With Zhao Rang's fifth-level martial arts cultivation, it stands to reason that he cannot fully grasp the flow and changes of this kind of Qi. However, he is extremely talented in this discipline. From the first time he holds a sword, he can feel the energy flowing from the handle. to the Qi in your hands, and try your best to adjust yourself to match it.
This kind of talent has allowed him to practice martial arts with almost no peace or obstacles.
Others call this sudden feeling an epiphany, but Zhao Rang's epiphany can happen almost all the time.
So although this shadow tried its best to match the speed and weight of the wind, it forgot that its own energy was completely different from that of the wind.
Zhao Rang did not choose to expose this uninvited guest immediately.
Because he already knew from the energy in this shadow that he was not from the Admiralty Escort Agency.
The escorts of the Admiralty Escort Bureau have become fused with each other after practicing day after day.
But at first glance, this person felt mixed.
Just like the old scholar who writes letters for others on the street corner, he seems to be knowledgeable, but in fact he only knows a little bit.
In addition, the shadow had no malicious intent or murderous intentions, so Zhao Rang continued quietly, wanting to see what he wanted to do.
Shadow stood by the table for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He leaned over the altar and smelled it.
After smelling it for a few times, I felt it was still not satisfying, so I simply picked up the jar and poured it directly into my mouth.
Shadow controlled his strength so well that Zhao Rang didn't hear a single sound from such a big movement.
After taking a few sips, Shadow put down the wine jar with satisfaction.
But then I felt worried again...
Although his movements were so light that there was no sound, there was no way for the wine jar that had become lighter to return to its original state.
After pondering for a long time, Shadow saw the basin in the house.
Just as he was walking towards the water basin with the wine jar, Zhao Rang couldn't bear it anymore. He jumped out of bed, stood upright, and shouted at the shadow:
"you dare!"
Shadow was shocked!
In his panic, the wine jar slipped from his hand and was about to fall to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Zhao Rang's legs were slightly bent, and his feet suddenly exerted force. He kicked hard on the ground and threw himself towards the wine jar. No matter what he said, he couldn't let the jar fall to the ground.
But in Shadow's view, this scene felt like Zhao Rang was rushing towards him regardless of risk!
In desperation, Shadow raised his leg and kicked the wine jar to the side, and placed it heavily on the wall. It shattered with a crash.
The whole room trembled slightly, as if it was intoxicated by the rich aroma of wine.
Zhao Rang glanced at the broken wine jar, slave Dasheng, and became murderous about this shadow!
Then he twisted his body, hooked his toes on the head of the bed, and pulled out the ring-shou knife from its sheath, with me in my hand.
With each breath of the sword, Zhao Rang struck out several swords to the left and right of the shadow, blocking the direction in which he could dodge, forcing him to face his own blade head-on.
But the shadow had no intention of hiding from the beginning. He stretched out his arms, clenched his fists, opened his bow left and right, and smashed Zhao Rang's sword into pieces with a few "bang bang bang" punches.
Seeing this, Zhao Rang knew he had an opponent and did not dare to be careless. He immediately took a few steps back to distance himself from the opponent.
After all, he has a knife in his hand, but he only has his fists.
Although some people do not talk about martial arts, but every inch is stronger, not to mention that this shadow came uninvited, secretly drank his own wine without saying anything, and even broke the wine jar, so there was no need to be reasonable.
But Zhao Rang noticed something strange from the shadow's punch just now.
Shadow's boxing technique is similar to the "rigid body boxing" of the Zhang family in the north.
The Zhang family in the north relies on boxing, and together with the swords of the Zheng family and the swords of the Zhang family, they are known as the three unique skills of the north.
"Rigid Body Boxing" is similar to the Golden Bell Guard of the Golden Bell Escort Agency. They are both extremely fierce outer-door horizontal kung fu. But the difference is that what Jinzhongzhao pursues is invulnerability of flesh and blood, while "rigid body boxing" can train the joints in the body that are not soft to a level comparable to that of King Kong.
When an ordinary person punches, the gaps in the joints will shrink involuntarily to alleviate the force of the shock.
The "rigid body fist" connected to the vastness can compress the gaps at the joints to the minimum when punching, and at the same time use strength to strengthen the weak areas, making the entire fist and arms integrated, greatly increasing the strength and power of the punch.
A senior member of the Zhang family once took on a disciple named Wu, who only taught him a few rudiments of this technique. The disciple killed a ferocious tiger weighing more than three hundred kilograms with his bare hands on a hill.
In view of this, Zhao Rang held the sword with both hands without hesitation, used 50% of his strength, and slashed the shadow from top to bottom.
This sword looks a little bulky, but it is as famous as the Zhang family's "rigid body boxing" and the Zhao family's "four-stage sword"
"Four-section knife" divides the body's internal organs and trachea into three sections based on the human body structure.
The heart and lungs above the diaphragm are the upper segments. Divide it across and above the navel is the middle section. Anywhere below the navel is the lower segment.
The fourth stage is to mobilize the power of the three stages, blend and smelt it, and turn it into a new stage. Based on the three stages, this stage greatly increases the power of each sword, making it infinitely powerful in horizontal and vertical slashing.
Shadow also saw the difference in Zhao Rang's sword.
He spread his feet shoulder-width apart, bent his knees and tied them with linen, made fists with both hands, bent his elbows and cupped his fists under his ribs.
When the blade is approaching, the right fist is shot forward, with the center of the fist pointing to the left, while the other fist is still held on the waist, ready to go.
As soon as the fist force came into contact with the blade, Zhao Rang's tiger's mouth shook violently, and there was an unprecedented resistance.
Immediately afterwards, Shadow changed his fist into a palm, raised his wrist as if grabbing something, exerted force with his five fingers, pinched Zhao Rang's blade from the back, and pulled it back dreamily.
This change was unexpected by Zhao Rang. He staggered a few steps and almost fell down.
Fortunately, he relaxed his shoulders forward in time, followed the force of the shadow's pull, and while stabilizing his body, the blade went straight towards the opponent's wrist, forcing the shadow to let go.
If Zhao Rang's reaction had been any slower, he would have pulled him closer, including the knife and the man. At that time, the advantage of having a knife in his hand will no longer exist.
And Shadow's punch just now was exactly what he planned to do.
First, use the power of your fist to resist most of the fierceness of Zhao Rang's sword. When the momentum is slightly exhausted, you can use your strength to close the distance between the two and completely break Zhao Rang's blade.
I didn't expect that Zhao Rang's experience in facing enemies would be so sophisticated. He could still stabilize his spirit after falling into a downturn, use his strength to fight, and still remain invincible.
After adjusting his breath for a moment, Zhao Rang slightly raised his right arm to his chest again. The handle of the knife in his hand was lying horizontally, and the tip of the knife was pointed straight forward.
"Stop! Stop, stop, stop!"
"Stop fighting...I'm not a bad person!"
Seeing that Zhao Rang was about to attack again, Shadow immediately raised his hands above his head and shook them repeatedly.
"You're here to steal things, and you're saying you're not a bad person?"
Zhao Rang said through gritted teeth.
He is not a stingy person, but he hates wasting things.
Especially a waste of wine!
If this person was simply addicted to alcohol and drank as much as he could, Zhao Rang would never say anything. As a wine drinker, he knew that this feeling was uncomfortable.
But it wasn't enough for the man in front of him to secretly drink his top-quality Western Region Spring. He even wanted to add water to it to cover up his theft. In the end, he even smashed the jar into pieces. The more Zhao Rang thought about it, the angrier he became. He didn't want to give it to him at all. The other party has room for relaxation!
"I'm really not a bad person, I'm here to get something!"
Shadow argued.
Zhao Rang subconsciously glanced at the small iron box on his bedside, and then asked:
"Who asked you to come here to pick up what?"
The shadow walked two steps forward. Through the moonlight, Zhao Rang vaguely saw him making gestures with his hands:
"It's just this big, this tall, a heavy iron box. Didn't Sanniang Ye give it to you?"
Hearing him say Ye Sanniang, Zhao Rang's blade tilted slightly downward.
In addition, this person's description of the size and weight of the iron box was extremely accurate, so Zhao Rang was basically sure that he was the person who picked up the goods as Ye Sanniang said.
"I have my stuff, but what about my wine?"
Zhao Rang pointed to the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and asked reluctantly.
The man said dumbfounded:
"We really didn't come here to steal anything, this was purely an accident!"
Zhao Rang said sharply:
"Taking something without telling you is stealing! Since you are here to get something, you should be upright! When did the Zhang family become such a virtuous person?"
The man was stunned, shook his head and said:
"I'm not from the Zhang family."
"Then you also learned the rigid body boxing secretly?"
Among the Three Wonders of the North, the Zhao family and the Zhang family have been friends for generations. Aristocratic families like this are all focused on their family's traditional martial arts. Even if they accept a disciple with a foreign surname, they have to change their surname when they start to get the true inheritance.
This man said that his surname was not Zhang, but he still used the extremely authentic Zhang family boxing technique. He must have stolen the master's skills!
"Although my surname is not Zhang, I learned this boxing technique from a serious teacher!"
Of course Zhao Rang didn't believe it and asked:
"Then what's your name?"
The man was silent for a long time before slowly speaking:
"My surname is Yuan."
