Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 9 The Land of Peach Blossoms
"You dare!"

Lu Shilai shouted sharply, but he was so surprised and stunned that he couldn't keep up with this decisive blow.

The reaction of everyone in the escort agency was exactly the same as Lu Shilai's. The escort leader Jin on one side pressed the handle of the knife, and he was dumbfounded when he focused on Lao Zhou.

"when!"

Long Ping drew out both swords and held them dangerously close to her chest to block the fatal blow.

At this moment, her hair stood on end, and her arms were sore from the force of the knife, and she took a few steps back.

Lao Wang holds a butcher knife in his hand.

The attack failed, and his expression remained unchanged.

Most of the people in the escort agency were still dazed and had no idea of ​​the purpose of the previous questions, let alone why the cook Lao Wang would sneak attack on Long Ping.

"It's you!" Lao Zhou stared angrily.

He was a man of few words. As soon as he exerted his strength, he slashed at Lao Wang with the short knife in his hand without reservation.

Although the men in the Dingsheng Martial Arts Hall were confused and did not understand the current situation, when they saw Lao Wang taking action against Long Ping, they all yelled and cursed, unsheathed their swords and greeted the cook.

Lao Wang's rickety body suddenly stood upright, his butcher knife was drawn out, and his steps were agile. How could he look like an old man in his sixties?

The upper body is tilted to the left and facing south, the left foot is half-step forward, the right arm is slightly bent externally, and the tip of the knife is pierced under the armpit when walking.

This move was very clever in twisting the body to hide the sword, and it stabbed Lao Zhou's vital part, forcing him to withdraw his short sword to block it.

Lao Zhou was horrified. The short knife in his hand was not as heavy as the butcher's knife.

His hand went soft under the collision and the cook caught him, and the butcher's knife stabbed his heart. Fortunately, Lu Shilai reacted quickly enough and raised his sword to parry.

Feeling the force on the sword, Lu Shilai's expression changed drastically.

Master!

"who are you?"

Lao Wang showed a sneer, pulled away his right arm, bent his elbow and raised it, rotated his right wrist internally, and walked in a circular motion to cover the knife.

The swords struck by the five people from the Dingsheng Martial Arts School were cleverly blocked. This move was so powerful that even though Lao Wang was skillful with his swordsmanship, he was stooped by the force and his forehead was cut open.

Lao Wang snorted coldly, and a rather young voice came out.

"court death!"

People around were shocked and shouted: "Damn, he is not Lao Wang!"

Fake Lao Wang's internal energy exploded, he raised the sword above his head and quickly swung the sword in a circular motion with his right hand.

Three of the five men were stabbed and screamed.

Everyone in the escort agency was shocked. They didn't expect him to have such martial arts!
Pu Kui and Lu Gui also stood on the spot in shock.

But a figure rushed out from beside them, it was Zhao Rong who had been watching the battle calmly.

"His new strength has not yet been fully developed, so he just needs to take action."

"This man's swordsmanship is far superior to mine, and I'm afraid the former Hall Master Gao of the Haisha Gang is no match for him either."

"I have to compete with this person in terms of internal strength, so that I can have a chance of winning."

Zhao Rong's thoughts changed quickly, and he took advantage of the opportunity for the cook's moves to quickly attack.

He mobilized most of his inner strength and pressed his right palm fiercely against Lao Wang's chest!
"Booboo~!"

The strong wind poured into Zhao Rong's sleeves, and the entire sleeve of his right arm was flattened by the wind.

The 'Old Wang' suddenly heard the wind blowing loudly, and was shocked and surprised.

Looking at the face of the visitor again, he immediately showed a vicious sneer.

It was this young man who ruined his good deeds.

Lao Wang's reaction to the enemy was far inferior to that of Hall Master Gao. Taking advantage of the power established by the sword in the Escort Bureau, he took two empty steps back to create a gap. When he was about to press down with his left palm, his palm immediately turned red and wisps of condensation formed. Hot and dry.

His sneer became even worse.

Compared to swordsmanship, he is better at palm techniques!

The two palms met, and the people around heard a sound like a hammer hammering into stone!

In an instant, the expressions of Zhao Rong and Lao Wang changed.

Lao Wang showed a look of horror for the first time since he was exposed. He felt the mighty power coming from his palm and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He was reluctant to take action and it was difficult for him to exert all his strength.

After this confrontation, he knew that the opponent's strength was far beyond his expectation.

"How can there be such a person in Changrui Escort Agency!"

"No, this person is probably disguised. He must be a hidden master of the Hengshan Sect."

Lao Wang's thoughts flickered, and he saw the sudden change in the face of the 'young man' across from him.

The look in his eyes seemed extremely taboo.

The 'young man' gritted his teeth, raised his left palm, and connected with his right palm before Lao Wang could slash with his sword.

The palms overlapped and the cook, who was barely able to hold on, was immediately knocked away.

Zhao Rong stumbled back, but Long Ping caught him before Pu Kui could.

Feeling the heat from his palms to his body when they met, Zhao Rong forced a mouthful of blood out and left it at the corner of his mouth, pretending to be embarrassed.

Lao Wang spat out blood mist with a "pop" sound, which was even more miserable.

He immediately took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it. When the bodyguards gathered around him, he raised his hand and released a circle of hidden darts, which contained several smoke bombs. His technique was extremely skillful.

Someone was injured by the escort, and with smoke everywhere, there was another chaos in the escort agency.

"Oh, I've been hit!"

"The smoke is too thick, don't let him get away!" "Here, stop him!"

"He climbed over the courtyard wall and headed towards the east alley. Chase him!"

"..."

There was a commotion, and more than a dozen escorts were chased out.

Although Lao Wang was injured and escaped, he was very capable and had no ordinary background. Now he was sneaking into the streets and alleys under the cover of night, so he probably wouldn't be able to catch up.

Zhao Rong silently looked at the door of the escort agency, his heart was surging and it was difficult to calm down.

Opening the right palm, a stream of burning energy invades from the Thenar point on the radial side of the midpoint of the first metacarpal bone. It surges up through Taiyuan and Liequ. If it is not blocked by internal force, it may penetrate the Taiyin Lung meridian of the hand.

This palm force is very familiar.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but touch his chest. A month and a half ago, he used a lime attack to save a girl. At that time, he received a slap on the chest and felt like everything was burning inside.

Feeling the burning sensation on his arm, he frowned slightly.

The two palm powers come from the same source.

The gangster and the fake cook from the escort agency actually worked together!

He was even more fearful. Although he had some understanding of this world, the rivers and lakes were deep, dragons and snakes lived together, and there were all kinds of religions, nine streams, and five directions, and Zhao Rong couldn't figure it out.

After some thought, he still couldn't get the number right, and he didn't know the origin of this person.

In the eyes of others, Zhao Rong seemed to be distracted while touching his chest and thinking.

Lao Wang's sword was ruthless and his palms were ruthless, and everyone present learned their lesson.

Although Zhao Rong had the upper hand to strike, being able to injure him was a rare occurrence, and everyone had to look up to him.

I just saw him vomiting a large mouthful of blood and looking dazed, obviously suffering from serious internal injuries.

"Brother Zhao, are you in a hurry?"

Long Ping helped him rest on a stone step and became concerned about his injuries.

Zhao Rong looked aside. Pu Kui and Lu Gui followed Jin Qisheng to chase Lao Wang. Lu Shilai met Long Ping's gaze and walked to Zhao Rong's side.

"It's nothing serious."

"I just regret that I didn't have enough skills. I took advantage of everyone's opportunity to sneak attack, but I couldn't keep him, and I was injured by him instead."

Long Ping shook her head slightly and looked at Zhao Rongshi with a pleasant expression.

"I have a nephew who is about the same age as Brother Zhao. He has been influenced by my brother to dance with swords and guns since he was a child. It is rare for this kid to fight with a martial arts apprentice without winning or losing. But if he encounters a master like tonight, he is determined to leave. Just two moves."

"This man's inner strength is strong. I'm afraid he is not inferior to the chief escort. Brother Zhao can actually compete with his palm strength, which shows his talent in martial arts."

Speaking of this, Long Ping's fair face showed a rare smile.

"I wonder if Brother Zhao has any apprenticeship?"

"Thank you for your compliment," Zhao Rong said politely, "I am not very good at martial arts, I have no master, and I have only trained myself with brute force."

When Long Ping heard this, she was overjoyed.

There are many martial arts practitioners in the world, but not everyone has martial arts talent.

The young man in front of me is gentle and humble, with hidden wisdom. He is truly a rare gem!
"It's easy!" Long Ping became more and more enthusiastic, "I wonder if Brother Zhao knows the west of Dongting, at the foot of Wuling Mountain."

"Of course I can."

"The throat of Sichuan and Guizhou, the gateway to Yunnan and Guizhou, and the land of peach blossoms."

Zhao Rong spoke, and Long Ping nodded repeatedly, "Not bad."

"The Dingsheng Martial Arts School is quite famous in Changde Mansion. My brother Long Kui is the owner of the school. His father-in-law is a senior figure in the martial arts world. He is known as Wu Ling Kuai Dao. He is also proficient in boxing and kicking, and can wield the Bagua Feiyun Fan."

"Now that we have settled our business here, why don't you come with me to Changde, brother Zhao? I guarantee that this senior will accept you as his disciple and teach you everything he knows."

"I also have a niece who is twenty-eight years old. She is as pretty as a peach and as pure as a chrysanthemum."

Long Ping looked at him with a smile and added another chip.

At first, when Long Ping praised Zhao Rong, Lu Shilai listened with interest. Doesn't this just mean that he, Lao Lu, has good taste?
But the more I listened, the more unpleasant it became.

When Long Ping pulled up the red thread, Lu Shilai suddenly changed his expression, fearing that Zhao Rong was young and energetic and could not withstand the temptation of beauty.

I have chosen a good disciple for Master, and you poach me?

Wuling sharp knife?

Can you compare with me, the Hengyang Musicians?
He immediately took advantage of the opportunity to block Long Ping's words.

"Deputy Master Long."

Lu Shilai's face was darker than when Lao Wang raised the butcher's knife.

"I have already passed on "Xie Lin's Ancient Legacy" to Zhao Rong some time ago."

"So what, the ancient relics are not "Guangling San"." Long Ping understood Lu Shilai's intention and snorted dissatisfied.

"No."

Lu Shilai shook his head, "This ancient relic is also favored by my master."

Long Ping did not dare to make any mistakes when carrying out the giant Buddha of Mr. Liu Sanye from Hengyang City.

He just patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder and said, "I'll introduce you to my niece immediately. You two have similar personalities and will definitely get along happily."

Zhao Rong smiled and said thanks.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be quite popular.

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(End of this chapter)