Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 17 Guizhou's Donkey

"Go and inspect the goods."

Master Diao Liu, the beard leader, waved his hand, and all the beards got off their horses one after another.

With a saber in his hand, Jin Yuyan said carelessly: "You guys stand aside, who dares to move around, be careful that Grandpa's saber doesn't recognize anyone!"

Zhou Paotou apologized and said with a smile: "The one on the raft is our companion, let us carry him off first, shall we?"

"Shut up, I'll make you move again." Jinyuyan refused arrogantly.

"One of Xihao's fangs is broken, what a pity."

"This bear is really big, you guys look at the claws, look at the teeth..."

The beards stood in front of the raft, commenting.

Zhu Dachun couldn't understand their faces, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhao Lin moved his steps quietly, came to Liang Song, and said in a low voice: "You know the people who drill the mountain leopard. Is this Diao Liu strong?"

It took so much effort to hunt down the strange beast, and it was really unwilling to be snatched away by the beard.

Liang Song frowned, and said in a low voice: "He is the sixth head of Zhanshanbao, and his qualifications are relatively old, but he is not ranked in the top ten in terms of strength. To put it bluntly, he is in charge of logistics and food. .”

"What is the realm of the second level of strength? How powerful is it?"

"There are three levels of strength, training skin, training bones, training tendons, and training to the second level, known as copper skin and iron bones."

Zhao Lin frowned and said, "Copper skin and iron bones? Isn't that invulnerable?"

Liang Song shook his head slightly: "That's not true, it's just that the skin is harder than ordinary people, and the muscles are strong and the bones are strong."

"Let's put it this way, if all the fighters in the strength realm confronted each other head-on, they wouldn't be able to last half a moment in front of Xiong Bozi. Otherwise, why would they still grab our prey?"

Zhao Lin thought it was reasonable, but he didn't know what other means the other party had.

Liang Song saw what he was thinking and said, "His strength should not be as strong as yours, but you have never learned boxing moves, so you are at a disadvantage in this regard."

Zhao Lin looked down at the iron gun on the raft, thinking that if he had the iron gun in his hand, he would be [-]% sure of killing him with a stabbing attack.

But if he went to get a gun now, Beard would definitely be on guard, and even rushed forward before he could make a move.

"You talk to Zhou Paotou first, and I'll see if I can find a chance."

Liang Song nodded, "As long as the leader can be killed, others can say that Zhou Paotou and I have poisonous arrows, just to shoot these beasts to death..."

"This gun is heavy!"

A bearded man saw the long gun lying on the ground, and reached out curiously to get it, but he didn't lift it up, so he couldn't help but shouted.

"Liu Ye is a master with a gun, show it to Liu Ye."

Jin Yuyan rushed forward, picked up the iron gun, and brought it to the bearded leader like offering a treasure.

"Let me try."

Diao Liuye reached out to take the long gun, and praised: "Good gun!"

Grab the barrel of the gun with both hands, stab, pick, split, point, smash... and make a few shots.

"Sixth Lord, good trick!"

"Only Liu Ye can handle such a heavy gun."

"Master Liu is very good at marksmanship..."

The beards cheered loudly.

Zhao Lin looked on coldly, and suddenly felt like a tiger watching Guizhou's donkey kicking its legs.

The gun moves are beautiful, but there is a slight lag between the operations, which is obviously more than enough.

This is the strength of the second level of strength?

If he hadn't absorbed Xiong Wei's spirit, Zhao Lin might only be a little stronger than him, but now...

"Comparing strength alone, I am worthy of him!"

Zhao Lin has a bottom line in his heart.

"This is a gun used in the military. It is suitable for charging immediately, but it is too heavy for normal use."

Diao Liuye had a smile on his face, pretending to be modest, and suddenly his expression froze, and he looked at Zhao Lin and the others.

"Whose gun is this!"

Before Zhou Paotou could speak, Zhao Lin hurriedly said: "This gun is passed down by the villain."

The expression on Zhou Paotou's face changed, he didn't understand Zhao Lin's intention for a moment, Liang Song leaned over and said something in a low voice.

Diao Liuye squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Lin, "Can you use this gun?"

Zhao Lin raised his head, showing a naive look, "I'm not good at it, but I can do it twice."

Jinyuyan "cut" and said, "Blow it, I have trouble holding it, you can handle a hammer..."

Diao Liuye raised his hand to stop Jinyuyan from continuing, and said in a deep voice, "Please show me."

"Okay." Zhao Lin stepped forward obediently, and Master Diao Liu suddenly swung the gun over.

Zhao Lin stretched out both hands to catch it, but unexpectedly, the momentum was too strong, and he couldn't stand still and sat down on the ground.

"Hahaha..." The beards all laughed.

Diao Liuye breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When he threw the gun, he deliberately increased his strength, intending to test Zhao Lin's skills.

Although Zhao Lin was very strong, he hadn't practiced martial arts.

"Stop laughing, watch him use the gun."

Diao Liuye put away his smile, pointed at Zhao Lin and said, "I see if you are good at practicing martial arts."

Jinyuyan yelled: "Boy, do you hear me? Practice hard. If Master Liu likes you, I'll take you back to the cottage to eat delicious and spicy food."

"Food, drink spicy? That's good!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lin immediately stood up and slapped the snow off his buttocks.

Picking up the spear, he made a gesture in a decent manner, and then took a big step forward, barking...

His feet slipped, and he fell out with the gun.

The beards laughed again, and Master Diao Liu shook his head in disappointment.

"Empty has the strength, but the brain is not very bright."

None of them noticed that Zhao Lin was less than two feet away from Diao Liuye's horse.

Zhou Paotou and Liang Song looked at each other, clasped the bowstring in front of their chests with their fingers, and wrapped their other hand around their backs to rest on the quiver.

"Not too bad, the snow was too slippery just now!"

Zhao Lin stood up resentfully, mumbling and picked up the iron gun on the ground.

"You go back, keep the gun." Diao Liuye waved his hand impatiently.

This time Zhao Lin didn't listen to him, suddenly he bowed his body and rushed straight with his legs.

With a shake of his arms, the spear pierced the horse's neck from bottom to top, and then pierced out from the back of the horse's neck with a "poof", hitting the lower abdomen of Master Diao Liu who was sitting on the horse's back.

Zhao Lin felt resistance from his hand, which was similar to the feeling when he assassinated Xiong Wei, but it also couldn't stop the iron gun from moving forward.

"you dare……"

Diao Liuye never expected that Zhao Lin would do such a move, his heart was broken, he roared, and with all his strength, he used the vajra iron bridge, and his upper body fell backwards.

As soon as he dodged, the iron gun that should have been pierced into his stomach came out of his chest again, and he was nailed to the horse.

Zhou Paotou and Liang Song took off their bows and arrows while their bearded eyes were on Zhao Lin, and each shot an arrow.

The two beards fell down.

"Dare to sneak up on me, kill them!"

The beards had been fighting for a long time, and they reacted very quickly. The remaining four drew out their sabers, one of them ran towards Zhao Lin, and the other three shouted and killed Zhou Paotou and Liang Song.

It was too late for Zhou Paotou and Liang Song to shoot again, so they threw away the bow in their hands and drew out their hunting knives to meet them...

"I didn't expect to hunt geese all day long, but I was pecked by geese..."

The bearded leader knew that his injury was fatal, and it was impossible to escape alive today.

Resisting the severe pain, he stretched his hand into his bosom, touched a bottle, broke off the cork, and suddenly a faint musky smell came out.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the red pill in the bottle...

　I thought I was in better health, but it turned out to be an encore~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)