With both horizontal and vertical training, if he is given another ten years, he will definitely be proud of the world.
But now, I am stronger!
Although No. 2 had various emotions in his heart, he quickly calmed down. Now that he is no longer human, feelings can only have a very slight impact on him.
The steel arm shook, and ten Storm Pear Blossom Needles shot out, and the strength increased by an unknown amount.
"I want to see how long your golden bell can last."
"Clang clang clang clang."
The first five flying needles were bounced.
"Dangdang."
Two more stitches were bounced away.
But the two needles bounced off obviously with some difficulty.
"Stirrups!"
Two more needles did not enter the barrier of the golden bell.
"Bah!"
The last stitch, the golden bell, is broken!
The ten rainstorm pear blossom needles fired from this armored body are far more powerful than ordinary flying needles. The golden bell shield has excellent defense. It is no problem to block the ordinary rainstorm pear blossoms, but to block this The ten rainstorm pear blossom needles that support external forces are still too big.
The cover was broken, but the person was not broken yet. Mr. Zhong still stood there, his eyes still unblinking, and his expression was still fierce. He had no intention of retreating.
"Martial Arts - Heaven-Qing Cloud-turning Hand!"
When the palm comes out, it turns over the clouds and rain. The palm seems to be able to penetrate the sky and the earth, linking the energy of the whole body, like a dragon, taking advantage of the wind and rain, soaring straight into the sky.
The silver needle was knocked down easily, but the palm just used force to hit it. It seemed that it didn't use much force at all.
Qingtian Cloud Hand is the signature technique of the Liu family among the five Nanquan masters. Nanquan was originally transmitted from the Taoist school in Qiyun Mountain, so most of the Nanquan moves can be traced to Taoist techniques, such as this Qingqing technique. Tianfanyunshou obviously follows the essence of Tai Chi's leveraging force. It is easy to move a thousand pounds with four ounces and shoot flying needles with your hands.
No. 1 was able to knock away the waiting Shui Han with one palm. The reason behind this was similar.
If there is no absolute crushing force, taking advantage of the situation will always be much better than relying on strength alone.
It is a matter of course that he can turn over the clouds with his hand and knock off the pear blossom needles in the heavy rain. However, what is not natural is that Mr. Zhong can actually turn his hand on the sky. He is not from the Liu family, how could he do it?
"Why would you?"
The one who asked the question was No. 1. He had enough power to suppress Xiaotian's throw. He carefully looked at Zhong Shao's move. It was indeed the authentic Qingtian Cloud Turning move. However, this secret of the Liu family, How did the people in Taoyuan learn it?
Mr. Zhong closed his palms and returned his body to the hand-opening posture, but did not say a word.
Seeing the calm look of the muscular young man in front of him, No. 2 became even more angry. He raised his hand and gathered hundreds of needles. He was about to take action, but was stopped by No. 1.
"what you do?"
"Steady your mind and listen carefully."
"listen……"
When No. 2 was about to have an attack, he really heard the movement coming from not far away. The movement was very slight, but the hearing of the Shura soldier was extraordinary, so he heard it easily. It was a team of no less than a hundred people. Well-trained, well-cooperated, and very fast.
"Is it the Guardian?"
"I'm afraid we've delayed it for too long."
"withdraw."
After speaking, No. 2 took the lead in escaping. No. 1 jumped to the side of No. 3, who was already unconscious, picked up a spine-like steel skeleton from the ground, and then jumped again in an instant, disappearing into the dense forest.
When Shui Han Xiaotian saw this, he wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Mr. Zhong.
"Don't chase!"
"how……"
As soon as Shui Han spoke, he immediately felt something was wrong, because Mr. Zhong was breathing heavily while he was talking. When he looked at him, Shui Han was shocked. This man actually looked miserable, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. As if exhausted.
"What's wrong with you? Haven't you unlocked the acupuncture technique?"
Looking at Mr. Zhong's look, Xiaotian immediately understood that this was a symptom of blocked acupuncture points and forced luck after the acupuncture points were sealed, causing the air to be blocked and the sea of qi to be blocked. However, Mr. Zhong had obviously unblocked the acupoints, so why did this happen again? Woolen cloth?
"I lied to them at that time. In fact, I didn't unlock the acupuncture technique at all."
That's Tang Sect's Baijie acupoint, and it can't be solved so easily.
"That split of muscles and bones..."
"I made it up on the fly. The secret skills of the South China Sea have never spread to the inland. How could I possibly do it? I just said this to scare them."
"It's too risky for you. Fortunately, they left early. If it were delayed for a while, you would have exposed your secret."
"There's nothing you can do. You two are so unreliable. As the eldest brother, I have to take some risks."
Young Master Zhong's breath was weak, but he took advantage of his words, but this kind of behavior really made him worthy of the title of elder brother.
"Come on, brother, let's go back."
Shui Han carried Mr. Zhong on his back and looked at the bright moon above his head, feeling happy.
Ever since he was a child, Shui Han has always been a person who doesn't want to be taken advantage of by others, but now, he is willing to call Mr. Zhong brother, not because of his age, but because of admiration from the bottom of his heart.
"Let's go."
Xiaotian carried Li Sisi on his back and followed Shui Han's gaze to the bright moon above his head.
That month is like a hook, hooking up the world.
That day, two hundred guards were chasing the thief who had kidnapped the courtesan Li Sisi. When they arrived, they saw two people carrying two people on their backs, dusty and dusty, panting and walking towards them, shouting as they walked:
"Come and help me, I'm exhausted."
The Guardians are the most elite force in Jicheng. They are responsible for protecting the royal city. They are well-equipped, wearing iron scimitars on their waists, carrying long bows with python pattern on their backs, and wearing rich costumes. They are well-trained and ready to go out whenever they are dispatched. , they never failed, it was the glory of Yan country, but tonight, they lost to three young men from Taoyuan, and they were convinced of their defeat.
"Let's go back to the palace."
Eunuch Sixi stood in front of the two hundred guards, one man and one horse. He glanced at the temporary sedan behind him, then waved his horse and drove forward.
In the sedan, three young men were lying in various directions, all of them were already fast asleep.
The night is getting darker.
It was getting dark, and there was an ordinary small house. The small house was located in the courtyard next to Guanju Tower. The courtyard was named Heyuan, after Guan Guan Jujiu, named after the river in the Hezhizhou.
The name of Heyuan is very elegant, and it is close to Guanju Tower, but the overall architectural style is simple and crude. This is the place where Guanju Tower was bought specifically for the young musicians to live. Every low-class person who has a position in Guanju Tower Everyone can be assigned a small room here, and Gao Jianli and Liu Yong are no exception.
Ever since he became a musician in Guanju Tower, Liu Yong has been living in his own small room in the river courtyard. At this moment, he appeared to be very careful when entering his room. Naturally, he had to be careful, because at this time It was already late at night, and if there was too much movement, it would probably wake up Gao Jianli next door. That boy always had a light sleep, and if the wind got a little stronger in the middle of the night, he would be woken up.
However, Liu Yong was still worried because Gao Jianli didn't sleep at all. Not only did he not sleep, he also sat on Liu Yong's bed. However, Liu Yong was not too surprised when he came in and saw him, because this river courtyard The little shabby house is really easy to get into.
Gao Jianli was sitting on the bed, drowsy, with rattling coming out of the corner of his mouth. When he heard the sound of opening the door, he immediately woke up and sat upright on the bedside, staring straight at the old man in white at the door.
"Uncle Liu, I've been waiting for you for a long time, let's talk."
