When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 658: Mei Sanniang's "entanglement" fight
Mei Sanniang didn't say anything, nor did she shake off Zhang Ji's grip on her chin. Instead, she looked at Zhang Ji provocatively.

"So? You want me to entertain people with my beauty?"

Mei Sanniang had a look of disdain on her face, and she stepped on the stool under Zhang Ji without any hesitation. Her round and slender legs wrapped in leather boots fell between Zhang Ji's legs. It was only a few millimeters away, but Mei Sanniang's strength was enough to easily destroy a man's lifelong happiness.

However, Zhang Ji did not avoid it.

With Zhang Ji's martial arts, it is impossible for him to avoid it.

A strange look flashed in Mei Sanniang's eyes.

As the only female disciple in the Pijia Sect, although her style of doing things is as straightforward and rough as her fellow disciples in the Pijia Sect, she is still a woman after all.

All women like handsome men.

She really had no interest in the burly and strong fellow disciples in the Pijia Sect.

Therefore, Zhu Hai and Xinling Jun introduced many handsome young scholars to Mei Sanniang, but Mei Sanniang didn't like any of them.

In her eyes, these men were men, but they were weak and frail. They couldn't even withstand a punch from him. They were a bunch of losers whose bones could be broken by a pat on the shoulder.

She likes handsome men, but not weak and frail ones.

This made Zhu Hai very worried!

Mei Sanniang's external skills were enough to defeat ordinary first-rate warriors, but the physical strength cultivated from her extremely strong skills was enough to make even an ordinary master vomit blood if he was hit by a punch.

To put it simply, the disciples of the Armored Sect are berserkers with high attack and defense, while the warriors who practice internal skills have high attack and paper defense.

So Mei Sanniang has never married all these years.

But one day, Mei Sanniang heard a rumor in the martial arts world that Zhang Ji was extremely handsome and had powerful external skills. Isn't this the man she has been looking forward to?

"Come on, fight me. If you beat me, I will do whatever you say."

After saying this, without waiting for Zhang Ji to reply, Mei Sanniang punched Zhang Ji in the face. Her small fist created gusts of wind and afterimages, which made the guards who rushed into the tent feel nervous.

In the Qin army, the relationship between generals and their personal guards can be described as one of shared success and shared failure. Even if they are father and son or brothers, they may not be closer than their personal guards.

After all, if the commander died in battle, it would be a serious crime for the surviving guards.

Whether out of consideration for his own safety or out of trust and expectation for these guards, Zhang Ji gave even the most ordinary guards at the lowest level the skills for the first six levels of horizontal training hard skills.

As the ranks of the personal guards vary, many officers among the personal guards have the complete version of the horizontal training and hard work skills, but they did not have a good foundation in martial arts since childhood, and they are old, and their talent for martial arts may not be good. Therefore, even with the support of Zhang Ji's resources, only a few people have practiced the horizontal training and hard work to the second-rate level. Among the personal guards who usually guard outside Zhang Ji's tent, at least one person has reached the second-rate level in external skills.

But at this moment, seeing that Mei Sanniang's fists were so sharp, everyone couldn't help but be a little dazed. They quickly formed a military formation and surrounded Zhang Ji and Mei Sanniang, with the Qin swords forged by the Mohist school in their hands emitting a cold glow.

"Back off, it's just a little female leopard, it can't hurt me."

Zhang Ji clenched his fist and held Mei Sanniang's fist in his palm. It was clearly a fist that could make a master vomit blood with one punch, but it felt soft and smooth, and had a bit of the natural fragrance of a woman.

"So smooth~"

Mei Sanniang's cheeks turned slightly red. Although she lived with her fellow disciples from the Pijia Sect all day long, she had never been teased by a man.

Mei Sanniang clenched her teeth and tried to break through Zhang Ji's restraints with her fists, but even though the sweat on her forehead kept sliding down her fair cheeks, she was still unable to move.

Suddenly, Mei Sanniang's attack changed abruptly, from hard to soft. She grabbed Zhang Ji's arm, used the force of her legs to push off the ground, and wrapped her slender legs around Zhang Ji's waist. She hung herself on Zhang Ji's body with the entanglement technique, and slammed her smooth forehead into Zhang Ji!

For those who practice external skills, any part of the body can be used as a weapon.

But it is obvious that Mei Sanniang underestimated the strength of her external skills, although her strongest and most powerful skills are indeed much stronger than her hard skills.

Zhu Hai, who also cultivated his external skills to the highest level, was able to hide his weaknesses inside his body, and the number of his weaknesses was reduced to only three or two. Even though Dian Qing had only cultivated to the ninth level, he was able to hide all his weaknesses inside his body. However, Zhang Ji still had weaknesses outside his body.

The temples, behind the ears, and under the armpits, these three fatal points of the human body are still Zhang Ji's weaknesses. However, the difference between him and ordinary external martial artists is that Zhang Ji also has the internal strength cultivation at the master level.

Cultivating both inside and outside also means complementing each other.

If it's far away, it will be a bombardment with internal force; if it's close, it will be an eighty-pound hammer!
But even so, Zhang Ji didn't want to let Mei Sanniang hit him with the hammer, which could easily smash the head of an ordinary first-rate warrior. He had practiced the horizontal training hard skill to the tenth level, but who said that the horizontal training hard skill could ignore pain?

Zhang Ji repeatedly tilted his head to avoid Mei Sanniang's repeated headbutts. The fragrant wind swept across Zhang Ji's nose. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms was delicate and not vulgar, and it also had an unyielding spirit, which was just right for the beauty in front of him.

While dodging, Zhang Ji dragged Mei Sanniang to the ground with him, and her back hit the ground in the tent. Then Zhang Ji turned over suddenly, and the offensive and defensive situation suddenly changed. But Mei Sanniang was not a woman who was dependent on others. Even in this ambiguous posture, feeling the strong masculine aura of Zhang Ji, Mei Sanniang still tried to give Zhang Ji a hard blow.

The knee suddenly attacked Zhang Ji's most fatal vital point except for the three weak points. This time Zhang Ji dared not not dodge. While pressing down one of Mei Sanniang's legs with one leg, he clamped the attacking leg of Mei Sanniang with his legs.

In response to this, the personal guards who had been peeking into the tent from time to time and were still worried about Zhang Ji's safety immediately withdrew their gaze and expanded the range of the personal guards to a distance of one hundred steps outside the tent, leaving Zhang Ji's protection completely to the female guards hiding in the dark.

They have been guarding Zhang Ji for six years. To put it bluntly, they are very familiar with Zhang Ji's character.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the big tent became more and more ambiguous, and the charming charm flowed between the two of them.

Although Zhang Ji did not suffer any loss, his clothes were not as strong as his iron body and were torn to pieces by Mei Sanniang, revealing his strong body.

It was at this moment that Mei Sanniang's eyes paused slightly.

She originally thought that although Zhang Ji was handsome, he was just a thin man, and such a skinny man had no appeal to her. However, she never expected that under Zhang Ji's robe there were well-defined abdominal muscles.

When a man has both a handsome appearance and a physique with eight strong abdominal muscles, such a man is absolutely attractive to a woman, especially to an "old maid" like Mei Sanniang.

As for Zhang Ji, Mei Sanniang's already revealing V-neck tights were torn apart and became slightly loose, especially at the chest. The V-neck was torn into a U-neck during the struggle.

An enchanting atmosphere was floating in the tent, and the air seemed to be condensed with pink ambiguity. Mei Sanniang felt a burning flame in her heart, which was burning more and more vigorously. The raging fire gradually spread from her heart to all parts of her body, and spread along the tendons and veins to her limbs and bones.

For a moment, Mei Sanniang even thought she was poisoned.

What the disciples of the Pijia Sect fear most is poison!

Zhu Hai's death was caused by the deadly poison given by Wei Yong, which penetrated into the weak spot in his body and weakened his horizontal training kung fu from the inside out. This allowed him to be easily broken by the Black and White Xuan Jian at that time.

Not only that, those who practice external skills have more vigorous blood and energy than ordinary warriors, and the speed of blood flowing in their bodies is also much faster than that of ordinary warriors.

Faster blood flow will cause toxins to invade the internal organs and limbs faster, accelerating the spread of the poison.

But even though her pretty face became increasingly red, with a drunken blush spreading from her ears, Mei Sanniang checked her physical condition again and again, and was surprised to find that... she was not poisoned.

"Look, you say you don't want to, but your body is much more honest than you."

Zhang Ji shortened the distance between them a bit, and the two of them, entangled in each other's bodies, moved closer and closer, feeling each other's breath on their cheeks.

As the powerful masculine aura got closer, Mei Sanniang felt her body completely burning. Her delicate body gradually went limp, like an ice man, melting bit by bit on Zhang Ji's hot chest. Even her limbs gradually softened.

The originally powerful entanglement technique turned into a seductive and gentle grip without her noticing. Mei Sanniang could clearly feel her breathing becoming hotter and hotter.

"Well!"

Without waiting for Zhang Ji to take the initiative, Mei Sanniang bit Zhang Ji's lips hard.

As the softest part of Zhang Ji's body, this is indeed Zhang Ji's biggest weakness besides his body's weaknesses.

The sharp canine teeth bit through the soft lips, and blood flowed along the gap between the lips, mixed in the bright line and slowly dripped onto the ground.

Mei Sanniang did not have Chao Xi's interest in blood, but she was very interested in making the man who once suppressed her feel pain.

"Everyone likes to bite their lips."

Zhang Ji thought to himself, with a look of pain on his face, and reached out his hand for the desirable sea of ​​snow and fat mountains.

"uh-huh."

The sudden attack caused Mei Sanniang's delicate body to tremble, her breathing became disordered, and the rhythm of her attack was also disrupted by Zhang Ji.

Although she had never experienced sexual intercourse, Mei Sanniang was able to stand out among the many geniuses of the Pijia Sect. Naturally, she had a strong learning ability and attacked Zhang Ji's weaknesses in an imitative manner.

However, the temperature was much hotter than Zhang Ji's lips, which really scared her.

"Is a man's place... so scary?"

Feeling the touch in her hand and measuring it with her hand, Mei Sanniang was stunned.

(End of this chapter)