The Taoist priest missed the target, and his left hand suddenly turned into a palm and struck Zhao Xiaotian's ribs.

When the village chief saw that the two were about to duel, he immediately found a pillar to hide from, stuck his head out and looked around, feeling secretly happy in his heart, Zhao Xiaotian, I must teach you a lesson now.

When Zhao Xiaotian saw the wind coming from the Taoist's palm, he retreated quickly, blocking his left ribs with both hands. The moment he removed the power of the Taoist's palm, he kicked his lower abdomen. The most taboo thing in a battle is to defend blindly, but Zhao Xiaotian has learned the wolf-killing technique from Uncle Er for so many years.

Pig style, Uncle Er once said that Zhao Xiaotian's body structure is not suitable for physical training, so his moves are all about taking advantage of the enemy's vital points preemptively and using offense as defense.

The Taoist priest flicked the whisk with his right hand and slapped Zhao Xiaotian's calf. Zhao Xiaotian only felt the pain like being hit by an iron rod. However, due to his lack of physical strength, he could only accept the blow forcefully, otherwise the Taoist priest would have an opportunity to take advantage of him once he retracted his legs.

Zhao Xiaotian who is not good at defense will be in great danger.

The Taoist priest originally thought that Zhao Xiaotian would be able to draw back his legs to throw a rat-proof weapon, but he didn't expect that this kid would do his moves with all his strength and completely ignore his own whisking skills.

I only felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen, as if the intestines were rolled together. The Taoist priest was shocked, "The inner strength is withdrawn? I didn't expect that there were actually crouching tigers and hidden dragons in this shady valley. Such a young boy could actually have such pain."

This kind of skill." I didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and tried my best to use the method of retreating to relieve the leg strength.

The moment the opponent retreated, Zhao Xiaotian stepped forward, grabbed Lao Dao's shoulder, and pushed him in the direction of Lao Dao's retreat. When the person was retreating, his center of gravity was backward, and when he was pushed in front of him, Lao Dao felt that his body was light and uncontrollable.

If you take two steps back or if the opponent applies more force in his hand, he will lose his balance. Soon enough, the old Taoist reached out with his left hand, pressed his thumb to the tiger's mouth of Zhao Xiaotian's palm, whisked the dust with his right hand non-stop, drew a circle in the air, and struck directly at Zhao Xiaotian's armpit.

Everyone who practices martial arts has their own shield, and Zhao Xiaotian's shield is under his armpit. When he saw the landing point of the old Taoist fly whisk, he stopped his hand, turned his legs sharply, turned sideways to avoid the old Taoist fly whisk, and folded his legs and hugged his hands.

, turn your waist and spread your hands, and then look at the Taoist priest's face.

As soon as the old Taoist stood still, seeing the strength of his palms coming again, he bent down, made a squatting horse pose, slapped left and right, and instantly separated Zhao Xiaotian's palms. He stretched his right leg towards Zhao Xiaotian's feet without stopping, blocking the position of Zhao Xiaotian's feet.

At the same time, his legs shook and his knees pressed against Zhao Xiaotian's knees, preventing him from moving forward.

When Zhao Xiaotian saw the movements of Lao Tao's legs, he was even more surprised. Zhao Xiaotian used Tai Chi's White Crane Spreading Wings, and his footwork was naturally the Pingyun Step, and Lao Tao's right foot was exactly where he wanted to go next. Zhao Xiaotian used both palms

The move is not old yet, first turn your hand to hold it in a circle, use the force of one move to pull the Taoist whisk, and pull it towards you with force.

When pulling for the first time, the legs have been closed, and at the same time, the left hand draws a circle counterclockwise, guiding the Taoist priest's center of gravity forward again.

The second time he pulled, the Taoist priest came closer to Zhao Xiaotian, and Zhao Xiaotian bumped the Taoist priest's chin with his left shoulder.

The Taoist priest turned sideways to avoid Zhao Xiaotian's shoulder. The first time he was pulled, he was caught off guard and took a step forward. When he was pulled for the second time, he knew that the opponent had already used Tai Chi's "sticking" technique. He did not dare to take it lightly at the moment and tried his best to gather strength back to prepare for the encounter.

The third pull of the stroke formula.

Pulling for the third time, Zhao Xiaotian turned around again, hit the Taoist priest's right chest with his right chest, and moved forward quickly. The Taoist priest let go of the fly whisk with his right hand, and turned his hands into fists to hit Zhao Xiaotian's right chest.

The two charged blows hit each other, and with a bang, they both fell to the ground. The Taoist priest's fists were counterattacked by Zhao Xiaotian's internal energy, and Zhao Xiaotian's chest was injured by the Taoist priest's fists.

After the two people separated from each other, Zhao Xiaotian raised his hands flat and lowered them, and his legs were restored. The old Taoist priest stood still, put his hands together and then released his strength and restored his body to both sides.

It was extremely quiet in the temple. The village chief was stunned behind the pillars. This was a plot that could only be found in martial arts novels. There was a feeling of fear in his heart. Fortunately, I had always been polite to these two people. Otherwise, any one of them would show up.

He could knock himself down with just one move. Especially Zhao Xiaotian, who knew that this kid was desperate, but didn't know that he was still a kung fu person, and he felt a lot of emotions in his heart for a moment.

Zhao Xiaotian's expression did not change. He changed his past laughter and became serious and resolute. He has been practicing Tai Chi with Uncle Er since he was a child, but he did not use it in actual combat. The first time he fought with someone, he was punched by the opponent.

Shocked back, if Uncle Er knew about this, he would definitely be punished. Zhao Xiaotian, who had no actual combat experience, didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he just stood still, ready to attack at any time.

The most shocked among the three was the Taoist priest. Although he had experienced hundreds of battles after practicing martial arts for many years, he rarely lost. This time he actually fought a draw with a boy who smelled of milk, which made him extremely angry. Even more angry.

Surprisingly, this kid turned out to be someone who could use Nei Jin Tai Chi. He had known for a long time that this kid's surname was Zhao, so he did not dare to act rashly. He was not sure whether the young man standing opposite was a descendant of the legendary Zhao family.

Reconciling things is the way for a village chief to be an official, so the great village chief stood up with a smile and said to the two of them: "Taoist Master, Ershuang, you two can just have a discussion. There is no need to continue fighting. Everyone is happy."

We belong to the same village. Harmony brings wealth, and harmony brings wealth."

The Taoist priest snorted, looked at the temple door, and turned his back to Zhao Xiaotian and said: "A boy with a smelly milk actually uses Tai Chi in a pretentious manner. Don't think that knowing two or three times of three-legged cat kung fu is a big deal. If it weren't for the poor Taoist,

Have mercy, you have suffered internal injuries a long time ago."

Zhao Xiaotian was extremely unbalanced in his heart, but as a hot-blooded man, when he heard the other party's words, he habitually retorted and said: "Old Taoist, it seems that you didn't take much advantage. I don't know about other things. I still let go of my inner strength and outer strength."

Understand, if you want to hurt me internally, I’m afraid you can’t do it at your age.”

After speaking, Zhao Xiaotian patted the dirt on his legs and walked out of the temple with a swagger, his arrogance reaching the extreme.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaotian was gone, the village chief came to the old Taoist priest and said, "Taoist priest, you really should teach this boy a lesson to prevent him from becoming the king and dominating the village day after day."

The old Taoist snorted proudly and said: "The poor Taoist just saw this kid's newborn calf, so he just needs to teach him a lesson. Young people should suffer setbacks. Don't worry, village chief, I didn't care before, but now I'm in Foye Village.

The boy can't be arrogant for more than a few days."

The village chief was very happy. He made the right decision by inviting the Taoist priest back. From now on, Foye Village has the capital to cover the sky with one hand.

But little did he know that when the old man spoke, his hands kept trembling, and the head-on collision just now almost cracked his jaw.

Zhao Xiaotian walked out of the temple and out of sight of the two people. He immediately squatted on the ground and rubbed his calves and chest desperately. He opened his clothes and saw that his chest was already bruised, and his calves were not much better. He grinned and shouted.

Half a day later, Zhao Xiaotian limped toward the clinic while holding on to the wall.

As soon as Zhao Xiaotian entered the clinic in great pain, Lu Zixuan quickly helped him sit on the hospital bed and asked: "What's wrong with you? You look so painful."

Zhao Xiaotian gritted his teeth and must not show his vulnerability in front of the old ladies. He lay weakly on the hospital bed and slowly opened his top.

"Ah!" Lu Zixuan screamed in shock, "How did you do this? Why is it purple like this? Just wait, I will go find some wine for you."

Zhao Xiaotian closed his eyes in pain, thinking back to the battle just now. The old Taoist priest's punch was really powerful. Fortunately, it was only a skin injury, but the bones in his chest were a little sore, so there should be no fractures.

Lu Zixuan brought some drinking wine, but Zhao Xiaotian was too exhausted to lift his hands. She carefully dipped a cotton ball in medicinal wine and wiped it on Zhao Xiaotian's chest. Zhao Xiaotian let out a "hiss" sound. Lu Zixuan was just a nurse, and she didn't know that her technique was right.

No, I kept asking Zhao Xiaotian with concern if anything was okay.

Zhao Xiaotian shook his head, calmed down for a while and said, "If you cut my shirt open, it will hurt my body."

Lu Zixuan nodded, turned back and took out the scissors, and cut open Zhao Xiaotian's shirt in a few strokes. What was exposed in front of her was a thin but strong upper body, with six-pack abs that looked powerful, but none of this shocked Lu Zixuan.

The only thing that surprised her was that Zhao Xiaotian's upper body was covered with scars, almost every inch, and there were many scratches on his shoulders.

Lu Zixuan asked in confusion: "Why do you have so many scars on your body? Were your parents the ones who beat you?"

Zhao Xiaotian shook his head in pain and said: "Part of it was caused by Uncle Er's whip, and more of it was caused by the attack of wild beasts. Have you ever heard of a wolf riding on his shoulders?"

Lu Zixuan shook her head stupidly, not knowing why.

Zhao Xiaotian forced a smile and said: "It is said that the wolves in the forest will put their hands on people's shoulders behind you without your knowledge. If the person turns around, he will bite that person's neck."

Lu Zixuan screamed, "This is terrible, is it true?"

Zhao Xiaotian laughed loudly and said: "This is false. I was almost deceived by this legend when I was ten years old. In fact, the wolf puts its head on the person's shoulders and bites the person without any reaction at all.

neck."

Lu Zixuan screamed again. No matter how she thought about it, she would never believe that a ten-year-old child would fight a wolf to his death? Or was he hiding around and seeing this scene? If he saw someone else, the scratches on his shoulder would be

how to explain?

Zhao Xiaotian seemed to see her doubts and said: "Actually, compared with wolves, wild boars are more terrifying. Most of the wounds on my body were caused by wild boars using their tusks. Their skin is very hard and cannot be scratched with a knife."

It’s very difficult to deal with.”

As he spoke, Zhao Xiaotian looked at the medicinal wine in Lu Zixuan's hand and said, "If you don't wipe this medicinal wine away, I will go into shock from the pain..."

Only then did Lu Zixuan realize that because of Zhao Xiaotian's reaction just now, her clothes hurt her body, so she lowered her head and wiped the medicinal wine very close to Zhao Xiaotian's chest, for fear of accidentally hurting him.

While wiping, Zhou Jie happened to return to the clinic and saw Lu Zixuan at the door with her head lowered and her hands on Zhao Xiaotian's chest. Zhao Xiaotian was naked from the waist up. From his angle, it looked like Lu Zixuan was lying on Zhao Xiaotian's chest and kissing him.
Chapter completed!