When Chen Dao heard Gao Zhao's words and saw Gao Zhao pick up the spear and throw it out, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Gao Zhao in disbelief, not paying attention to the figure behind the tree.
That was a spear weighing a hundred kilograms. It could be thrown with one hand at least fifty meters away.
"This this..."
Just when Chen Dao was surprised, Gao Zhao had already stood up and ran quickly behind. At the same time, the cold light of the long sword in his hand flashed, and he was beside the figure in the blink of an eye. Gao Zhao's long sword was already placed on the figure's neck.
"Don't move, or you will die"
Cold words came from Gao Zhao's mouth.
The black shadow looked at Gao Zhao's expressionless face, trembling with fear.
At this time, Chen Dao also reacted and hurried over:
"What's wrong, Shuhei?"
Gao Zhao did not answer Chen Dao's words, but just said to the figure:
"Go back and tell Liu Bei that you have given him a chance. If I find someone following me again, I will prevent him from leaving Lousang Village."
"roll"
Chen Dao swallowed. At this time, Gao Zhao was like a god of murder.
The figure rolled and crawled back, Gao Zhao put away his sword, turned around and became cynical again.
"Look, you followed this man right after he came out of Lousang Village, and you didn't even notice. Your martial arts skills... Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really hard to describe in words."
Chen Dao was a little ashamed.
Gao Zhao originally decided to take Chen Dao to travel around and gain some experience, but Chen Dao's performance was so hard to describe that he had to consider finding a master for him in advance.
Coupled with the long journey, Dong Yue couldn't hold on, and he gave up the idea of going to Yangzhou.
"Let's go to Jizhou and find you a master."
...
On the other side, the person following Gao Zhao returned to Lousang Village, and the fear in his heart had not faded. He also followed Liu Bei in the crusade against the Yellow Turban Army, and was the "smart one" selected by Guan Yu. However, Gao Zhao gave him The oppression made him feel like falling into an ice cave.
"What, Shuhei's martial arts skills are so terrifying?"
Liu Bei had a look of disbelief on his face, and the expressions of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were no less conciliatory.
After Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were surprised, their fighting spirit aroused, and Zhang Fei was eager to try:
"Brother, I will catch up with him and fight him."
Although Guan Yu didn't speak, his actions also expressed the same idea.
Liu Bei was silent for a moment:
"That's all, that's all. Such prodigies can only be friends, not enemies. Second and third brothers, please don't mess around. After what happened this time, I hope Shuhei is not a stingy person. Yun Chang, let the other one go. The spies from Yangzhou should also come back, don’t disturb Xiuping."
As everyone knows, when Gao Zhao left earlier, Zhang Fei's bad behavior had already been felt by Gao Zhao.
...
The time has come, AD 185, March of the second year of Zhongping.
The influence of the Yellow Turban Rebellion is still continuing, the smell of blood is still echoing in the wilderness, and the bark of the surrounding trees has been stripped away.
The three of them walked on the country road and saw a corpse from time to time.
"White bones are exposed in the wild, and there are no roosters crowing for thousands of miles."
The young man on the carriage sighed. The young man and his group were none other than Gao Zhao and others.
After setting off from Youzhou, Gao Zhao decided to find a teacher for Chen Dao, and thought of a person, Tong Yuan, so he came to Jizhou.
Gao Zhao had never met Tong Yuan, but he could teach people like Zhang Xiu, Zhang Ren, and Zhao Yun. His martial arts were extraordinary, if not superb.
Moreover, Gao Zhao also wanted to meet Zhao Zilong, who would be called a victorious general by future generations.
Chen Dao had a bitter look on his face. Following Gao Zhao for more than half a year, he had seen too many sufferings among the people. He was a little ridiculous about his naive thoughts at first. He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
"Shuhei, this Tong Yuan is really as powerful as you said."
Gao Zhao had already told Chen Dao that his future master would be named Tong Yuan. Along the way, Chen Dao kept asking questions. The closer he got, the more he looked forward to it. Chen Dao even compared Tong Yuan with Gao Zhao, seeing how Gao Zhao had grown up. He also thought about taking Gao Zhao as his teacher, but Gao Zhao refused because he didn't know how to teach.
Gao Zhao was a little helpless. Normally, Chen Dao would not ask again as long as Gao Zhao didn't answer, but this time he got to the bottom of it. It seemed that if he didn't tell him, he would be annoyed to no end:
"Of course, you remember that I once made a ranking of generals. It can be said that his three disciples, excluding Lu Bu, are all in the first rank."
When Chen Dao heard this, his eyes were burning and he became more and more expectant.
...
After several days of inquiring, Tong Yuan's secluded place was quickly found out.
After another three days of journey, Gao Zhao and his party arrived at a valley with thick trees, making it impossible to see the scene inside.
That evening, Gao Zhao and others walked to a valley. There was a large "manor" in front of them. It was said to be a manor, but it only had a few houses and a relatively large area surrounded by fences.
In front of the "manor", there is a young man, naked to the waist, with two buckets of water on his shoulders, walking on horseback.
Gao Zhao and others tied up the carriage, got up and stepped forward.
"Little brother, this is Mr. Tong's retreat."
The boy who was walking without changing his movements just said:
"Yes, my master is studying in the house. If you have anything to do, you can go in directly. Yun is practicing and it is not convenient to lead the way. Please forgive me."
At the same time, Zhao Yun secretly complained that we must be about the same age.
It's not Zhao Yun's fault, Gao Zhao's image looks even younger, and his face is still a little immature.
Gao Zhao looked carefully and saw that Zhao Yun was indeed very handsome. At this time, Zhao Yun was full of vigor and vitality, with no trace of fat on his exposed upper body.
"Uncle Zhi, you have a chat with this little brother, and I'll go visit Mr. Tong Yuan."
Chen Dao and Gao Yue sat on the stone benches in the courtyard, looking at Zhao Yun.
"Uncle Chen, did this big brother do something wrong?"
Chen Dao was no longer surprised by Gao Yue's sudden words. He looked at Zhao Yun and said without looking back:
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
Gao Yue looked innocent:
"When I was a kid, my grandfather would make me stand if I did something wrong."
Zhao Yun burst out laughing, and the pole on his shoulders pressed Zhao Yun down heavily.
Zhao Yun looked resentful, but he did not blame the little girl. He sat down in front of Chen Dao and dug two bamboo tubes of water from the well for Chen Dao and Gao Yue.
"I think this brother is also a martial arts practitioner."
Chen Dao saw that Zhao Yun had already begun to fight. Sometimes, a general's thinking is so simple. What's more, this is a general recognized by Gao Zhao:
"That's right, little brother, let's compare notes?"
Zhao Yun was a little embarrassed, after all, he was a guest, but he was really itchy in his heart. After all, he had lived in seclusion for a long time and had not seen many people in recent years.
"Okay, let's stop here then."
Chen Dao picked up the eighty-pound spear and swung it straight up. Zhao Yun also picked up his own spear, and the two instantly fought.
Little did they know, following the door curtain, Gao Zhao and Tong Yuan were watching the battle.
