Warriors

Also when he was thinking.

'Giggle' The strong man clasped the ground tightly with one hand, quietly grabbed a handful of dirt, and seemed to be preparing to blow the sand for a sneak attack, but he didn't think about killing Zhao Zhou, but was about to run away.

After all, he had murderous intentions towards Zhao Zhou before, and he was afraid that Zhao Zhou would not let him go.This is also the thinking of deserters, who don't trust their comrades, and then give up their comrades.

but.

Regardless of whether he has the intention to kill or not, Zhao Zhou will not let him go because of the beheading with a knife.

"Still trying to sneak attack on me."

At this time, the question that should be asked was asked, and I heard the sound of 'hissing' fingers pulling the sand.

Zhao Zhou glanced at this man, and regardless of what he did, he kicked his throat with a 'click'.

things fall.

He strode in the same direction, wanting to find a city to live in and start his own practice plan.

Not far either.

Three miles away, he noticed that the woods were sparse, and there were still some scattered footprints. It seemed that people often walked and hunted here.

Walk a few more miles.

The scenery outside the forest emerged, and a dirt road also appeared outside the forest covered by several trees.

Zhao Zhou also saw a man dressed as a scribe, hurrying on his way.

"Dare to ask, sir, where has the Yellow Turban Rebellion fought now? Are there any nearby cities that have not been damaged?"

When he got out of the forest, he looked at the scholar ahead who was still on his way, ready to ask for directions.

But likewise, he never thought of wading into the muddy waters of the Yellow Turban Army.

Because Zhao Zhou is well versed in the truth that right and wrong are only caused by talking too much, and disasters are caused by being strong, so he doesn't want to cause so many troubles and disturb his carefree practice plan.

"There are yellow turban thieves everywhere!"

With the scattered footsteps of 'sparsely scattered', the scribe walked in a hurry, and didn't want to pay attention to the shouts behind him.

But when he heard Zhao Zhou speak politely, he subconsciously turned his head to look sideways, and saw Zhao Zhou's appearance was calm, his clothes were decent, his clothes were soft, and his attire seemed either rich or expensive.Then he also stopped for a while and became friends, turned around and half bowed his waist, clasped his hands together, and saluted as if clasping fists: "This... sir!"

He said, seeing Zhao Zhou clasping his fists and saluting, he felt that he was not wrong, and then he was a little anxious, and said in a quicker tone: "The Yellow Turban army is powerful, but I let those thieves fight here before the Han court army arrived. I also received a letter from a friend, knowing that the town of Xuzhou has not been affected by the war, so I am here to go."

The scribe said, seeing that Zhao Zhou was not moving, his tone became more and more urgent, "Time is short, if this gentleman doesn't mind, why don't you talk with me while walking? Save yourself from being chased by thieves!"

"Okay." Zhao Zhou didn't know where to go, so following the scribe's wishes, the two started running together.

It's just that Zhao Zhou was looking for a place to practice, so he wasn't in a hurry.

But this scribe was running for his life, in a hurry, urging him all the way.

But there was no accident on the way. Under the non-stop nonsense of the scribes, the two went through a lot of exhaustion.

Also seven days later, they arrived in a small town in Xuzhou.

Chapter 10 Let the poison go!

"Brother Zhao, this is Xiaopei, and further ahead is the small town I mentioned!"

Perhaps the scribe was nervous, and he kept talking along the way.

But when he arrived at the gate of Xiaopei County, his tone seemed to be relieved and relaxed. He pointed to nothing but a vague mountain shadow five miles away and said, "Let's not delay in Xiaopei's rest." Alright, let's go early."

"it is good."

Zhao Zhou's answers along the way were nothing more than the words "yes, yes". Except for passing through the city, resting and staying in the hotel to chat, he rarely spoke at other times.

In particular, he was moving his body when he was walking and walking, and then he began to exercise the strength of his legs.

Otherwise, he couldn't stay still in every fight and use his strength to fight. If the opponent's body skills were good and he didn't fight recklessly, he would not necessarily be the one who died if some hidden weapon was used.

Therefore, following the trend, one must learn to improve the technique of continuous fighting and increase the variation of boxing skills.

then.

At this moment, the two left Xiaopei and were on their way to the distant 'Mountain Shadow'.

The scribe saw that Zhao Zhou's walking posture became strange again. After a while, he "slapped" like a stupid bear swaying from side to side, his feet were heavy, and there were some floating dust on the dirt road.

One foot stepped lightly, and landed silently, like a dragonfly on water.

To outsiders, it looks weird.

And these pile moves, as well as the changes in steps, were practiced by Zhao Zhou from the Taiji piles in the boxing scriptures.

Bow kicking, standing step and Tai Chi are practiced together. He walks and "plays falsely". First, he can polish the strength of his feet and increase the strength of his legs. Respond to the enemy's tricks.

But Yang Luchan didn't teach Zhao Zhou these styles of play and footwork.

There is a saying that teaches boxing not steps, but teaches steps to beat the master.

Boxing changes with footwork, footwork also changes with boxing, both are complete, fist and foot are connected, and the boxing you learn is your own boxing.

When you have a lot of boxing routines, and the master can't figure out your way, he will no longer use his own boxing routines to give pointers.

But in fact, Yang Luchan didn't have anything to teach Zhao Zhou after teaching, but because he really didn't have time to teach, Zhao Zhou went back to the province to visit relatives.

"Senior Yang didn't know that I returned to the provincial capital this time, and suddenly returned to the "age of spirit energy" thousands of years ago. Maybe the next time I go back, even if I don't reach Huajin, I will give Senior Yang a surprise... "

While Zhao Zhou was walking, he was thinking about Yang Luchan's shocked expression of marveling at his "infinite power" when the time came. His mind was distracted for a while, and his "pata" fell to the ground, almost jumping into the rain puddle.So the mind is upright, don't think about it.

"Brother Zhao is probably a martial arts practitioner! I said why he was not in a hurry all the way..." When the scribe saw Zhao Zhou practicing leg strength, he was used to it along the way, and he was not surprised, thinking it was something In martial arts practice, I didn't inquire about anything.

But occasionally he had a whim and was curious, so he would learn it just like that. Unfortunately, he didn't understand the secrets. After learning for a while, he didn't learn anything except being tired, and he didn't ask Zhao Zhou anything.

After all, the road is different. He is a scholar, and he learns the six arts of a gentleman, rites, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics. Except for horse riding, archery, and swordsmanship, they are for strengthening the body, and there is no such thing as killing people and practicing boxing.

And walked all the way.

The distance of five miles is neither close nor close, nor is it far.

When the sun was hanging in the air, at noon, the two set off from Xiaopei, and finally arrived at the 'Shanying' in less than half an hour.

This mountain shadow is actually a small mountain peak, and half a mile away from it, there is a small town with rising smoke.

Even closer.