"Xuan Xin, who taught you this Taizu Changquan!"
On the top of the snow-capped mountains, a cold wind suddenly blew up, sending snowflakes flying all over the sky. Jiang Xuanxin danced his fists in the snow, and just as he entered, he was stopped by Jiang Li's shout.
"This boxing technique was taught by the master of Yanwu Hall. Brother Fifteen, is there anything wrong?" Jiang Xuanxin stopped and asked.
"If you continue to practice, your physical body will be useless within three years!"
Jiang Li stepped forward and punched Taizu Long Fist again.
Unlike Jiang Xuanxin, who is strong and powerful, presses forward step by step, and exerts all his strength with every punch, Jiang Li's punches are both hard and soft, combining virtual and real, with hands and steps connected, following each other up and down, and the punches and steps are more flexible and free.
"We are both Taizu Changquan, why are our fists so different in power? It's like two different boxing techniques!"
Jiang Xuanxin was in a daze. Comparing the two, the Taizu Changquan he practiced only pursued brave advances and tried his best. It was too rigid and reckless, and there was no way out at all.
However, Jiang Li's boxing skills are pure, with smooth movements, flexible footwork, and measured advancement and retreat.
"The style of Taizu Changquan's fists varies from person to person, but if you use your force arrogantly without leaving any way out, and go to the battlefield, you will probably die in an instant under the enemy's sword and axe, and if you try your best If you use it, it will damage the body over many years, but at the age of twenty, the potential will be exhausted and the body will be half-wasted!" Jiang Li said in a deep voice.
"Madam!"
Jiang Xuanxin clenched his fists, his whole body trembling, and the suppressed resentment burst out. He looked up to the sky and shouted, and fell to his knees in the snow with a plop.
If Jiang Li hadn't pointed it out today, by the time he discovered it, he would have been unable to save himself.
The eldest lady seemed to be ignoring him, but she never intended to let him go. Everyone in the Hou Mansion was like a jackal, tiger or leopard.
"Xuan Xin, watch out, I'll teach you what the real Taizu Changquan is!"
Jiang Li stepped forward and punched again, one move after another, explaining clearly the key points of Taizu Changquan training one by one.
"Brother Fifteen, don't teach me anymore, don't teach me anymore!"
Jiang Xuanxin watched blankly as Jiang Li used his fists without reservation. His eyes trembled, his emotions suddenly collapsed, and he burst into tears.
The young man rolled and crawled in the snow and threw himself in front of Jiang Li, crying loudly: "Brother Fifteen, hurry up and take Sister Chuchu down the mountain from the other side. Today's grave sweeping is actually Brother Ninth who forced me to cheat." Come on, he sent someone to teach you and humiliate you severely on the way down the mountain, in front of Sister Chuchu!
"Brother Fifteen, I really don't want to lie to you, I really don't want to, but if I don't obey, he will take Yuemei and Luoxue away, let the martial arts training slaves in his courtyard ravage them, and then sell them to a brothel at a low price. Although she is a maid, she is also my two sisters. I really have no choice.
"Brother Fifteen, I can't help you, please leave quickly, I'll stop them!"
"What did you say? Jiang Xuanyao dares to do this!"
Angry blood welled up in Jiang Li's heart, his teeth were chattering, and his eyes were flashing with anger, like an enraged lion. He looked down the mountain suddenly, and sure enough he saw a dozen black figures, moving at extremely fast speeds. Rushing towards the mountain at speed.
"Xuanxin, can I still trust you?"
Jiang Li closed his eyes. When he opened them again, there was no anger in his eyes. He looked calmly into Jiang Xuanxin's eyes.
The situation is urgent at this moment and there is no time to worry.
Jiang Xuanyao is despicable and vicious, and his arrangement today is by no means as simple as just teaching him a lesson.
He must be working on his first idea!
If it falls into their hands, the consequences will be disastrous.
I can only trust Jiang Xuanxin once!
"Brother Fifteen, as long as you believe in me!" Jiang Xuanxin raised his head, his eyes swaying, waiting for his fate to be pronounced.
"Take Chuchu and run away from the mountain. If she hurts a hair, I will kill you!"
Jiang Li opened Jiang Xuanxin in front of him, pulled out the sharkskin dagger given to him by the old soldier from his calf, hid it in his sleeve, and strode down the mountain.
"Brother Fifteen, I will never let you down!"
Jiang Xuanxin climbed up from the snow, and there was light in his eyes again. He raised his palms, his nails scratched his palms, and blood was smeared on his forehead. He asked Yuemei and Xueluo to pick up Chuchu on one side and run down the mountain on the other side. Go ahead and cut off the road yourself.
"No, I don't want to leave the young master, I can't leave him here alone!" Chuchu cried and shouted, if something unexpected happened to Jiang Li, what would be the point of her life.
But Chuchu had never practiced martial arts, so he couldn't defeat the two maids at all, so he was dragged down the mountain.
"The red ticket is going to run away!"
On the mountainside, more than a dozen figures in powerful clothing were running on the snow. Their movements were vigorous and their steps were flexible and powerful. They were all warriors at level 2 or above of the Liwu Realm.
Those running at the front were those with the strength of the third and fourth levels of martial arts.
Seeing someone trying to escape, the leader suddenly waved his arm, "You go and tie up the red ticket, and I'll kill the scholar. One of his limbs is worth a thousand taels of silver."
The warrior behind him immediately turned around and ran towards the direction where Jiang Xuanxin and others were escaping to stop them.
On the mountain, Jiang Li also started running, rushing diagonally towards the robbers who were trying to snatch Chuchu away. His legs got stuck in the snow, and every step he took took a lot of effort. He couldn't run more than a dozen steps before he staggered and fell to the ground. The ground rolled all the way down the mountain, with snowflakes flying.
"Bai Wuyi is a scholar!"
Wu Dazhi sneered disdainfully. His steps were light, leaving only half-inch deep footprints on the snow. They rose like the wind and fell like an arrow. He was more agile than the most agile civet cat.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was prosperous and peaceful, but it is impossible in any era to truly not pick up lost things on the road and never close the house at night.
In the dark corners, there are still people who live a life of walking on the tip of a knife and licking blood.
This is a group of thieves traveling around the counties of the Zhou Dynasty. Two days ago, they received a large reward. Someone offered five thousand taels of silver to buy a maid. If they could kill the weak scholar who accompanied them, they could get another one. One thousand taels.
Six thousand taels of silver, this is undoubtedly a big order.
But Wu Dazhi felt that he agreed too quickly.
The carriage parked at the foot of the mountain obviously belonged to these two rich men. The horse's body was very luxurious, and there was a tiger engraved on it. It looked very intimidating.
Everyone knows that there are many wealthy households in Shengjing, and this order should cost at least ten thousand taels of silver.
"The price must be raised, otherwise I will make a fool of myself in front of you!"
Wu Dazhi thought to himself that he had never played with the ladies in Shengjing City.
The idea of turning grass into a bandit is to do as one pleases.
Professional ethics?
That's going to cost more!
With this thought in his mind, the speed of his skidding did not slow down at all, and he arrived in front of the writhing frail scholar in just a few quick sweeps.
Holding the long knife in his hand tightly, Wu Dazhi shook his wrist. The long knife flashed with a cold light and slashed towards the scholar's shoulder.
This is an arm worth a thousand taels of silver.
The scholar is still rolling, with flying snowflakes, his black hair is like ink, and his face is like a crown of jade. Even though his figure is very embarrassed, his appearance is still online.
Wu Dazhi saw it in his eyes, and the knife in his hand became slower.
It would be a pity if such a handsome scholar could be chopped into pieces with a single blow.
It would take at least three or four cuts.
Just as he was thinking about it, the scholar rolling in the snow suddenly exerted force without any warning and crashed directly into Wu Dazhi's arms.
"Lian Jia Zi!"
Wu Dazhi was startled. He didn't expect that a seemingly weak scholar could actually have good skills, but he encountered this kind of thing many times.
The other hand was thrust forward, and a dagger with a cold light pierced the scholar's chest.
It didn't penetrate!
"You have inner armor!"
Wu Dazhi panicked and leaned back.
But little did he know that the scholar crashing into his arms was just a false move.
Jiang Li turned sharply in mid-air, and the sharkskin dagger flew out from his sleeve robe. Jiang Li drew the dagger and slashed in the air, and Wu Dazhi's long knife and half of his arm flew directly up.
"Fuck, you're cheating!"
Wu Dazhi yelled angrily, and his body rolled several times in the snow. He jumped up, but the lower half of his right arm was empty!
He raised his head and glared, and what appeared in his sight was a large knife about four feet long.
Under the cold light, half of his arm was tightly held by the scholar.
