Shennong Sequence

Chapter 129: When attacked, one blow will rot your flesh, two blows will turn your bones into ashes, and three blows will kill you without a burial place
Shentu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhao Yun's body, which was quite thin.

Moreover, the strength of a Sequence 9 Si Nong is not that great, and it is not bad if he can weigh 300 to 500 kilograms...

But since you think that this 300 kilograms of strength is not enough?

There are plenty of disciples who are strong, just don’t get beaten to tears when the time comes!
Then Shen Tu introduced, "This is my fourth disciple. He has mastered the Tiger Roaring Nine Heavens Power and the breathing method to the entry level. His strength is about 600 kilograms."

The young man chuckled and said, "Master, I just tested my strength yesterday, and I already have over 700 kilograms of strength."

Zhao Yun thought about it and realized that he had three thousand pounds of strength.

But the man on the other side also has a strength of 700 kilograms, which is not small for ordinary people.

It would be better to practice first and see what is so unique about this martial art that allows an apprentice to have a strength of 9 kilograms but still not enter the rank, not even Sequence .

After seeing Zhao Yun nod, Shentu signaled his four disciples to come out.

The fourth disciple took the lead in introducing himself: "My name is Liang Teng."

"My name is Zhao Yun." Zhao Yun also introduced himself and said modestly: "Little brother, please attack slowly later. Let me get used to it first."

Although Zhao Yun is capable, he does not often engage in physical training in martial arts. Therefore, although he is as strong as a tiger, his fighting spirit is not that strong.

It still needs to be developed slowly.

Liang Teng chuckled: "I'll be gentler."

'boom! '

Shen Tu slapped Liang Teng on the head, "I'm not asking you to be gentle, but you must not hurt Xu Xiaoyou, and you are not allowed to attack the three roads and the face..."

When Liang Teng came to Zhao Yun, he said, "Pay attention."

He then threw a fierce black tiger fist along Zhao Yun's arm, heading straight for Zhao Yun's heart.

Although this move is faster than that of ordinary people, in Zhao Yun's eagle-like sharp eyes, slow, slow, slow!

Zhao Yun raised his hand slightly and slapped the punch that could make an ordinary person vomit blood to the side.

Liang Teng was a little stunned while staggering.

what's the situation?
At this moment, Zhao Yun also had a little understanding of his close combat strength, and then he said: "Increase the speed a little bit."

After hearing this, Liang Teng, who was in a daze, didn't know why, but suddenly he felt his face turn a little red.

He grunted in silence, and this time without even saying hello, he threw another swift punch straight at Zhao Yun.

However, Liang Teng's fierce attacking punch was a fake, and the footsteps that were gradually approaching Zhao Yun's body suddenly moved up, like a tiger's tail whip, trying to raise his leg to kick Zhao Yun's waist.

This sudden change of tactics is indeed a sharp move!

However, in Zhao Yun's eyes, he can still see through it easily!
Zhao Yun ignored Liang Teng's slow kicking legs, but instead grabbed Liang Teng's hand which was gradually slowing down, and then turned around suddenly and threw him over his shoulder!
With a "bang", the man was knocked to the ground.

Liang Teng took a breath and seemed a little shy, so he pretended to faint.

Damn it, he won’t fight anymore!
In just two moves, he had already seen clearly that Zhao Yun was extremely strong. Beating him was like beating a chicken. There was no comparison... so why should he humiliate himself?
As for the techniques that the master often talked about, such as "a little force to move a great object", etc., under such completely overwhelming power and speed, they are useless and the only thing he can do is wait to be beaten!

Suddenly, Liang Teng felt that Zhao Yun had such great strength, sharp eyesight, and quick reaction speed, so why should he find a small apprentice like him as a training opponent?

It's so embarrassing!
This inexplicable emotion burst out in my heart.

But Zhao Yun really didn't have such an idea. He just wanted to find out, bit by bit, the corresponding situation between his strength that had been enhanced for a long time and real combat.

When Shentu saw his four disciples lying on the ground, he knew what it meant.

He immediately stepped forward and said, "Young Master Zhao is really strong, probably two or three times as strong as an ordinary Si Nong... My fourth disciple is also very proficient in boxing, but when he attacked continuously, you were able to break down his moves. What a physique and skills you have!"

Although Zhao Yun was praised, he was still embarrassed and laughed as he said:

"Master Shen, please don't worry. I don't have an accurate estimate of my own strength, so I want to gradually increase the difficulty, practice, and see if my fighting ability is at that level..."

Finally, Liang Teng, who was lying on the ground, was patted by Shen Tu. He was too embarrassed to continue lying there, so he pretended to have just woken up, buried his head, and retreated behind the large body of Master Shen Tu.

Shentu continued:
"Our martial arts are different from your other paths of cultivation. As long as we hold the appropriate ceremony, we can quickly advance to the next level and gain mana."

"On this path of martial arts, one needs to practice various martial arts, build a good foundation for the physical body, and replenish the innate essence that has been depleted since birth. Only in this way can one advance smoothly."

"Moreover, after entering the first level, one can only cultivate a few strands of blood and energy, and the strength of the whole body is at most a thousand pounds... After that, each time a blood and energy is cultivated, the strength can be increased by three to five hundred pounds."

"I think Zhao Xiaoyou's strength is no less than that of my other two disciples who have already entered the rank. Why don't you practice with them later?"

"If not, there is no one stronger than you in my small martial arts gym who can help you train."

Zhao Yun nodded, agreeing to change opponents.

Then Shen Tu said to the other disciples behind him: "Second Brother, come over and practice with Zhao Xiaoyou. But during the practice, you should know when to stop."

Shen Tu's following words were addressed to both Zhao Yun and his second disciple Gong Mingyang.

Shentu also judged from the movements between Zhao Yun's two moves just now that Zhao Yun's strength was no less than a thousand pounds!
Therefore, if the sparring between two people is not well controlled, injuries will definitely occur. This requires the use of skills and reaction abilities.

Zhao Yun and Gong Mingyang stood in the middle of the blue brick courtyard.

Shen Tu also stood between the two of them, acting as referee. After the two were ready, he said, "Let's start."

Zhao Yun was observing the warrior opposite him, Gong Mingyang, who had entered the ninth level of martial arts, Blood Qi Smoke.

The two men observed each other for a while. Seeing that Zhao Yun had not taken any action, Gong Mingyang decided to take action himself in order to break the stalemate.

However, the two sides were just training, not really fighting, and the fight was just fists and feet, relying only on physical strength. In this case, Gong Mingyang did put some pressure on Zhao Yun in terms of fighting skills and quick reaction.

But Zhao Yun also has his own uniqueness. His 'reading' skill enhances his learning speed!

While fighting and learning, he quickly digested and absorbed all kinds of fighting experiences that he had never experienced before.

After a while, in the physical fight with fists and kicks, Gong Mingyang was suppressing Zhao Yun.

This made Liang Teng quite happy...

Of course, Zhao Yun is indeed weak in physical combat, but if he uses his magic power and techniques, it is not certain who will win or lose.

But training is ultimately just a matter of training skills and reactions.

It's not necessary to just fight and fight to the death just for a win.

After resting two or three times, Zhao Yun was very satisfied with today's sparring.

The impact of fists hitting flesh and blood also brought some excitement to the body. In such training with similar physical strength, Zhao Yun felt comfortable in fighting and his body was refreshed!
However, time was gradually passing by, and in the evening, Zhao Yun pulled the reins of the mare, walked out of the Black Tiger Boxing Gym, rode the mare, and walked slowly and leisurely towards the city gate.

When passing by a street vendor, she saw the famous candied haws, paid for one, and threw a sugar-coated hawthorn into the mare's mouth.

It tasted a bit sour to the mare, and it started to leak out of her mouth as she ate...

A horse chewing a peony cannot tell whether it is good or bad.

Zhao Yun had no choice but to grab a handful of tender grass from the door key and throw it to the mare, letting it chew it slowly in its mouth.

Zhao Yun was eating hawthorn slowly.

But when he was walking, he felt someone following him!

Although Zhao Yun was riding a horse, he was still swaying, not much faster than a pedestrian, and he often looked at the prices of vegetables on this side of the road, and looked at the stalls selling sesame cakes over there...

If someone can follow him all the way, then what else could that be but stalking?
If he can't even sense a stalker, then wouldn't all his cultivation be in vain?

During those multiple transformations, wasn't the spiritual power that had gradually grown in vain?

However, when Zhao Yun fished to the city gate, he did not see what the two people who followed him had done. After noting down their appearances, he whipped his horse, rushed out of the city gate, and ran towards the guard post.

The distance between the guard post and the county town is only twenty miles. When the mare runs at full speed, it will arrive there in a short while.

However, there is a section of the road that requires passing through the mountain road of Changshan.

Zhao Yun rode a young mare out of the county, crossed the official road, and headed up the mountain road.

After the man and the horse had entered the mountain and run for a distance, Zhao Yun saw a sudden tripwire at the corner of the mountain valley in the distance!

Zhao Yun hurriedly reined in his horse and used the spiritual seal to communicate with the mare, asking her to stop quickly.

Then, as the mare paced, Zhao Yun's sharp eyes scanned the hillsides on both sides.

After searching for a while, he saw eight masked men in black clothes on the left side of the mountainside. They were pulling bows and arrows. The arrow tips emitted a cold light and were pointing at him!
Zhao Yun was on guard against the arrows and shouted: "Who are you? How dare you set a tripwire on the mountain road between my garrison and the county town? Do you really want your families to be destroyed and your loved ones to die?"

"Once you're dead, and we've dealt with both ends, then there won't be any problems. Brothers, shoot!"

The man who was lying in ambush on the mountain didn't want to say anything more and just shot an arrow from behind.

"call!"

Zhao Yun was already prepared in his heart. In the blink of an eye, a rolling black wind surged up, blowing away the arrows that were flying straight at him, making them lose their direction and scatter on the ground.

Zhao Yun also examined it again, and from the force of the arrows shot by those eight people, he judged that the group of people were just a group of ordinary people. They were not even the most common warriors, but they dared to attack him like this. They really didn't know how to live or die!
Zhao Yun moved his mind, and the magic power in his dantian surged, blowing out a large gust of black evil wind.

He left a small portion of the black evil wind to protect himself and prevent subsequent sneak attacks.

And most of the black evil wind roared towards the mountain!

Of course, the length of the mountainside from the mountain path where Zhao Yun was located was a little far.

As a result, Zhao Yun's mental power could not extend to that side, and he was unable to precisely control the Black Evil Wind.

But it doesn't matter. When the black evil wind blew towards the mountainside, Zhao Yun also injected a murderous thought of "killing without mercy, regardless of life or death" into the flying black evil wind!
Then he sat quietly on his horse, observing his surroundings, and watched the black evil wind flying towards the group of ordinary people who were making a sneak attack.

Zhao Yun has been promoted for several days. Presumably, the people who came to attack and kill him must have known the news. But now, only a group of ordinary people came to attack and kill him. What the hell is going on?
Is it to give him a reminder?

Zhao Yun felt that those who came to attack and kill him definitely did not have such good intentions!

Then, there is another purpose for sending these eight ordinary people.

Zhao Yun concluded that these eight ordinary people were most likely used to explore the way, measure his methods, and provide the monks behind the scenes with a chance to kill him with one blow!
So, Zhao Yun retracted his hands into his sleeves, holding the thick earth defense talisman in one hand and the small teleportation order given by Li Sinong in the other.

Fight if you can, run if you can’t!
Your own life is the most important thing.

In addition, the observation of the situation around oneself is more detailed.

After a moment, the ball of black evil wind had already flown beyond the range of about twenty meters that Zhao Yun could control with his mental power. It could only be controlled by the thought that Zhao Yun had previously stored in the wind.

However, the thought that Zhao Yun injected into the Black Evil Wind could only control the target direction of the Black Evil Wind's attack.

At this moment, Zhao Yun lost his most delicate control over the black evil wind, causing the already treacherous wind to lose its greatest restraint and suddenly become violent!

Therefore, the originally solid mass of black evil wind suddenly became loose, and a lot of black evil wind broke away from the main body and blew towards other animals in the mountains.

Ordinary animals naturally couldn't withstand such evil winds. The moment they were blown, their skin and flesh were first rotten, and then their bones turned gray. When the black wind blew for the third time, even the remaining gray bones turned into bits of dust and merged into the evil black wind, providing a little bit of energy for the continuation of the evil black wind...

(End of this chapter)