Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it was the fifth year of Jianning, 172 AD.

Zhao Cheng's wife Zheng Qing'er gave birth to another daughter, Cai Yong and Cai Bo'er named Yu. Since then, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yun have another sister named Zhao Yu.

In recent years, the severe droughts have been severe in Jizhou, and the farmers are extremely miserable. However, the Zhaojiazhuang area in Changshan has been in good condition and has not been affected by it at all. Because of this, the scale of Zhaojiazhuang is growing day by day. If in today's society, the convenience of transportation is the primary condition for people to buy a house, then in ancient times, being able to live by a famous doctor could become an absolute reason for people to choose a settlement. In those years when people rely on the weather to make a living, sick people often rely on their tenacious will and strong bodies to endure it, or just wait for death at home. Zhaojiazhuang has gradually become famous in Jizhou, and gradually becomes a small village to a small town. Zhao Cheng and his wife Zheng Qing'er are busy every day.

At the beautiful foot of Taihang Mountain, three boys who were drooping in their wombs were running wildly on the grass wet by dew. Zhao Feng and Zhao Yun brothers were only more than a month younger than Cai Yan, and were more than 3 feet taller than children of the same age. Zhao Feng was a little more powerful than Zhao Yun. Zhao Feng grew up a little more with Zheng Qing'er, his face was like a silver basin, his eyes were like autumn water, his nose was like a gallbladder, and his lips were red and his teeth were white. If it weren't for the coldness of his eyes, he would be regarded as a girl. Therefore, many people who have joked about Zhao Feng were unlucky. This child is extremely powerful. Although he looks slender, he is slender.

What hides is infinite explosive power. Zhao Yun is a little more like Zhao Cheng, with a jade face, a star-like eyes, and a square nose. Although he is a little shorter than Zhao Feng, he looks much thicker than Zhao Feng. Like his brother, he is also born with divine power, but he is much stronger than Zhao Feng's long-lasting ability. Although Cai Yan is only five years old, he has already grown up with grace and jade. Among the three, Zhao Feng is the most quirky. (A five-year-old child with a twenty-year-old modern man can't think of an elf at all.) But the one who wants to talk about it is Cai Yan. Zhao Yun is relatively straightforward and stubborn, and full of resilience.

Early this morning was the rest day for the three little kids. Zhao Feng, who was always sleeping when he was reading and writing, shouted his two little followers early, and then he ran wildly, chased and fought on the grass. Zhao Feng was originally fond of martial arts and knew about the military boxing he had learned in the past. From the day he could walk at the age of two, he began to recall the little things he learned back then. Although he had forgotten something, he gradually connected it in daily practice. He was less and less idol-like brothers, and he often ate his fingers. He didn't have to learn fists and feet. I was so proud of my brother when I read this.

In the village, Zhao Feng beat him if he was dissatisfied, and he was the only one who was defeated. He led Zhao Yun to "do things wrong" and became the second-person in the village. If his father Zhao Cheng saved lives and helped the wounded and conquered people with virtue, Zhao Feng was "who saw injustice on the road" and used violence to fight violence. Every time he asked someone to do something first, and then beat him to the point of a bruised face.

When they were tired of fighting and chasing, the three of them came to sit down by a stream. Zhao Feng sat in the middle and was arrogant and hugging left and right. Zhao Yun seemed to be thinking about something, while Cai Yan was like a bird out of the cage, putting her tender white feet in the stream and playing naughtyly. Behind the stream was a bamboo forest, cool and quiet. Just as the three of them were basking in the sun lazily, the noise of footsteps came over. Look at me, and I can't help but feel strange. This place is very quiet, and no one has ever passed by in the past. What's going on today?

While he was puzzled, he saw children in the 20-size-fits-all children walking towards them from afar with wooden sticks in their hands. It turned out to be from Zhangjiazhuang, a neighboring village. Zhao Feng was even more surprised. In the past, these kids were beaten a lot. What happened today? He was so brave after eating the bear heart and leopard? So many people gathered up their courage? It was wrong. Zhao Feng thought about it and couldn't understand it. He simply ignored it and just watched the changes.

The group of people went from far to near, and the leader was Zhang Ergou from Zhangjiazhuang. The boy stared at Cai Yan very arrogantly, one looked up at the left and right... Suddenly, a small stone was hit directly on the face, and he flew backwards, his face covered in blood. The one who started was Zhao Feng. A group of young men in Zhangjiazhuang who were under ten years old had a blow, clamoring for something, but no one dared to step forward. No one stared at Cai Yan anymore. Among the people, there was a strange boy who attracted Zhao Feng's gaze. The boy was four feet tall, with a square face, sword eyebrows, and leopard eyes. He was very mighty, holding a red tassel gun in his hand. He was unmoved by the panicked crowd.

Zhao Yun also discovered this person. The two brothers stood up and stared at the strange boy while having a tacit understanding. Zhang Ergou was finally supported by someone and stood up. He covered his face with one hand and walked to the strange boy with the other hand and humming something painfully. The strange boy raised his face proudly, looking at Zhang Ergou with some disdain, and was really angry at him for not fighting and mourning his misfortune. He didn't speak, and walked straight to Zhao Feng and the other two. None of the boy scouts in Zhangjiazhuang behind dared to follow him.

The boy carrying a gun walked to the front of the three of them, stood steadily in T-step, and said coldly: "Who is Zhao Feng?"

Zhao Feng looked at the person in front of him with a sarcastic look: "Who are you?"

The boy holding the gun and said lightly: "I am Zhang Ren!"

Zhang Ren? Zhao Feng had already thought of this person in a flash. The person who shot Feng Chu stood in front of him. He couldn't help but take a breath of air. He couldn't help but become serious. Zhao Yun and Cai Yan were both a little surprised. They who had never seen Zhao Feng before could not help but look at the boy opposite. Seeing that he raised his gun, Zhao Feng said lightly: "Are you seeking justice for these timid people behind him?"

Zhang Ren didn't answer. Zhao Feng was a little angry and said coldly: "If Zhang Ergou hadn't been flirting with my Yan'er all day long, I wouldn't bother paying attention to him. You, who is a man, would you have to make a move and be a hero?"

Zhang Ren's face turned slightly red, and he said lightly: "It's not okay to hit me in Zhangjiazhuang. I'll teach you a lesson today." After saying that, he rushed straight to Zhao Feng with a spear in his hand.

Zhao Yun was furious. Without waiting for Zhao Feng to take action, he stepped forward in front of Zhao Feng. Cai Yan had already hid far away. Zhao Yun took a white crane with his wings, turned his left hand into a palm and pushed out the light spear, holding Yuan Shouyi with his right hand to prepare for his momentum. This is the difference between Zhao Yun and Zhao Feng. If it were Zhao Feng, he would definitely use the right single whip in Tai Chi with his right hand to directly hit Zhang Ren's chest. Zhao Feng was more sharp, while Zhao Yun was more stable.

The two of them fought together. Zhang Ren's gun technique was extraordinary, pricking, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slamming, entangling, blocking, holding, slapping, plucking, plucking, and Wuhua. Although his gun technique was still a bit rigid and not agile enough, he was just using his power to use the gun, but using it from a child was already scary enough. Zhao Yun gradually struggled, and more defense and less attack. Zhang Ren was even more shocked. He had been studying in Tong Yuan (Three Kingdoms Gun God) for 4 years, but he couldn't even deal with the child who was a lot of himself on the opposite side. He couldn't help but hit the fire. The gun changed and used the essence of the birds in the bottom of the box to the phoenix gun technique. One shot was as tight as a gun, and the gun rushed to Zhao Yun's deadly place. Zhao Yun was under a lot of pressure and had no power to fight back.

Zhao Feng was on the side and could no longer watch. He was afraid that his brother would suffer a great loss by being stabbed by a gun. He shouted at Zhang Ren: "Zhu Zi held a sharp blade in his hand, dared me to fight with bare hands? You do your best to do your best. Dare you?" Zhang Ren heard that his gunshot technique stopped, and Zhao Yun jumped out of the circle, exhausted and sweaty and panting. An old man in the forest was amazed at the sight of it. This person was Tong Yuan. He wanted to stop his disciple, but he didn't expect that his opponent's move was so exquisite. He couldn't help but stop. Why is Tong Yuan here? It has to be said that the old man couldn't worry about his precious disciple. The disciple went down the mountain to visit his parents and followed him far away to protect him. In these chaotic years, Tong Yuan was afraid that his choice of disciple would be plotted against.

When Zhang Ren saw Zhao Feng coming up and abandoned Zhao Yun, he didn't say much. He held his gun and hugged his head. Zhao Feng became even more angry and rushed to the bamboo forest. Tong Yuan hurriedly hid. Zhao Feng came to a bamboo as thick as a wrist. His hands were pressed, and he couldn't help but burst out blue veins and shouted, "Open." He broke the bamboo into two pieces on the spot. Zhang Ren and the children around him were shocked. Zhao Feng's face was calm, and his originally feminine face gave people a bit cold and bone-black feeling. Zhao Yun and Cai Yan seemed to see a stranger looking at Zhao Feng who grew up together.

Zhao Feng walked to Zhang Ren without saying anything. He raised his hand and hugged his head and smashed it. Zhang Ren raised the fire to meet Zhao Feng and took it. After the weapon was handed over, Zhao Feng's wrist was slightly numb. He secretly praised Zhang Ren for his strength, but Zhang Ren was even more painful and could hardly hold the big gun in his hand. Zhao Feng ignored the discomfort of his wrist and still smashed it with his head. Zhang Ren refused to show weakness and still greeted him. He tried his best to shout: "Get up." In this way, Zhao Feng smashed seven times in a row, and Zhang Ren's feet were already deeply trapped in the land.

The arm seemed to be unable to raise it, the tiger's mouth collapsed, and blood flowed, but he still said nothing, the leopard's eyes were wide open, and Zhao Feng's hand was soft and the bamboo stick was broken, but he was already angry, and was angry by Zhang Ren's gun and the way he wanted to fight Zhao Yun and the dead. Zhao Feng made a move and smashed it again. Zhang Ren was already numb but he was unwilling to admit defeat. He took action again. Tong Yuan in the bamboo forest had already noticed Zhao Feng's intention. It was too late to stop it, so he flashed from the bamboo forest and rushed to the scene of the fight.

Zhao Feng's smash was fake, and the real killer move was indeed that kick. That kick kicked Zhang Ren horizontally for seven or eight meters, spitting blood in his mouth, and at least three ribs broke. Zhao Feng still refused to give up, and ran quickly towards Zhang Ren who was lying on the ground in pain, jumped high and smashed the bamboo stick in his hand with the sound of wind.

If this stick is really hit, Zhang Ren will die. Just when the bamboo stick is one foot away from Zhang Ren, Tong Yuan Kongwu's powerful hand hugged Zhao Feng who was flying in the air. Zhao Feng was furious and threw the bamboo stick, waved his elbow and hit him. Tong Yuan pushed Zhao Feng out and fell to the ground.

Zhao Yun and Cai Yan ran over to help Zhao Feng up. Zhao Feng looked at the beautiful old man with anger. Xing's eyes were full of anger. Tong Yuan ignored it and walked quickly to Zhang Ren who was already unconscious and poked his chest. He sternly said to the group of stupid young men in Zhangzhuang: "You haven't left quickly yet, when will you wait?"

Suddenly, these short-legged shrimps, who were already so scared that they were weak, flew away as if they were pardoned.

Zhao Feng walked to Tong Yuan and roared: "Why do you want to save this son?"

Tong Yuan said leisurely: "This is my apprentice, how can I not save me?"

Zhao Feng even angrily said, "Your disciple just killed my brother and took his life by making a move. Why are you standing by and watching? If my brother is careless for a moment, wouldn't he lose his life? Since you are the teacher, why are your disciples so vicious?"

When Tong Yuan heard this, he smiled and said, "I am worse than your viciousness. If your brother is defeated, I will save you."

When Zhao Feng heard this, he realized that he had lost his composure and bowed, "Senior, my father is well versed in medicine, so he can save Zhang Ren's life."

After saying that, without waiting for Tong Yuan's answer, he and Zhao Yun carried Zhang Ren carefully. Cai Yan also followed him. Tong Yuan chased his beard behind and smiled, "You can teach me." Then he slowly headed straight to Zhaojiazhuang.

There is no need to say much on the road, and finally returned home. When he saw Zhao Yun and Zhao Feng carefully carrying a strange boy into the house, Zhao Cheng felt that his head had been bigger for several times. It was always like this. When this kid hit someone outside, he had to treat him.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yun put Zhang Ren on the bed gently, and Zhao Feng said to Zhao Cheng: "Father, the child knows that he is wrong." Zhao Yun also said so. Zhao Cheng swallowed the words to the point of his mouth again, because this was the first time, he had hit someone before and carried them back. When did he apologize so seriously? He couldn't help but feel relieved and came to Zhang Ren's side, looked at Zhang Ren's tiger mouth, touched Zhang Ren's chest, and his face changed color. He turned his face and went to find the two sons, and had already escaped.

When it was noon that the bones were finished, the best medicinal herbs were excellent. Zhang Ren woke up slowly, but saw himself in a strange place. Zhao Cheng walked in with a smile. Zhang Ren recognized Zhao Cheng. When he was three years old, he fled here from Shu County, Yizhou when he was three years old. If Zhao Cheng had not used his skillful hands, Zhang Ren's father would have already had a bone. He wanted to go to the ground to see him, but his chest was painful but he could not sit up. Zhao Cheng waved his hand quickly and said to him

: "Are you the son of Zhang San Ge?" Zhang Ren nodded repeatedly, and the pain of trying to get up was still severe. Beads of sweat as big as beans on his head rolled down. Zhao Cheng said ashamed: "It was all my two unfilial sons who beat you like this. I'm selling you as an old man, so you won't be surprised." Zhang Ren immediately understood why he appeared here. He smiled bitterly on his face, but said in his mouth: "I'm not learning skills, no wonder my uncle's son."

At this time, Tong Yuan had already arrived at Zhao Cheng's family and was playing chess with Cai Yong. The two were old friends, one was the leader of the literary world and the other was the supreme master of the martial arts world, and they were both happy to be masters of fast chess. After a game, Cai Yong lost with half his eyes. Tong Yuan smiled and said, "Bo Ji, who are the two young men of the Zhao family?" Cai Yong didn't understand why, and smiled and said, "Of course it's my uncle." Tong Yuan shook his head and said, "I'm asking about martial arts, not knowledge." Cai Yong said, "These two children know martial arts? But they are more powerful." Tong Yuan said, "Be serious?" Cai Yong said, "Do you ever joke about it?"

Cai Yong found Zhao Cheng, and Tong Yuan told the two of them in detail about the matter outside the bamboo forest. Both of them were shocked. Tong Yuan was confused. Zhao Cheng ordered someone to find his second son. Zhao Feng saw that Tong Yuan's scalp was numb and didn't know how to deal with it.

Zhao Cheng said sternly: "When will you and you become warriors? Why don't you know about your uncle?"

Zhao Feng remembered a movie he had watched in his previous life, and Zhang Sanfeng realized the clip of Tai Chi. Then he had an explanation.

He said softly: "Reply to my father's words, my son didn't know that it was martial arts, he thought about it himself." Tong Yuan Daqi said: "How to think about it?"

Zhao Feng said with ease: "Reply to seniors, I played the ball in one day and accidentally dropped the ball into the water tank, so I wanted to take it out. But at that time I was too short and couldn't reach the ball, so I used water to dial it. But no matter how I called, the ball didn't move, so I figured out that set of boxing again and again."

Tong Yuan asked Zhao Feng to demonstrate on the spot. Zhao Feng compared the gourd. With the memory, he turned into a circle with the ball. He learned it very well. After seeing it, Tong Yuan looked up at the sky and smiled and said, "This son is very talented. Doctor Zhao, Mr. Fei Bai, I want to accept these two sons as disciples, can I?"

Before the two elders could reply, Zhao Feng had already pulled Zhao Yun to kneel down on the ground, kowtowed three times in a row and said in unison: "A disciple, please see the master."

In the fifth year of Jianning, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yun became a disciple of Tong Yuan, and his senior brother was Zhang Ren.
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