Chapter 7 Terror Zhao Heng

Two special wooden knives were fighting in the air in an extremely fast manner, like a strong wind sweeping fallen leaves, the sound of "dang" was constantly connected, and the battle situation was far better than Lu Meng's battle just now. Zhao Heng gritted his teeth and fought with the middle-aged man with all his might. Lu Meng was holding two meat buns to watch the show, and occasionally shouting to cheer.

He was relieved and waited to see the joke: "Fight with Brother Heng, Humph!"

The middle-aged man moved his body like a dragon and a snake, sweeping and slashing straight. After calmly blocking Zhao Heng for more than 300 consecutive unstoppable chops, he finally felt pain and pressure. At this time, Zhao Heng opened his eyes as if he was raising his head, and a tremor condensed from his dantian again.

Zhao Heng's shoulders quickly bulged.

The man in white changed his face slightly. Zhao Heng was a pervert that was rare in a century. He once taught Zhao Heng how to regulate his breathing and drive his strength, but he did not expect that he would inexplicably gather a domineering force in the end. He and Lu Meng had seen it with their own eyes. How earth-shaking was Zhao Heng's shaking force when he sent out this shaking force from the wooden knife?

Eight years ago, a tree broke!

Six years ago, a half-meter-high stone broke.

Three years ago, a 600-pound wild boar was knocked away!

A year ago, it made Uncle Feng, who had always claimed to be noble, use seven points to block it, and also made Lu Meng despise him for half a month. Although Uncle Feng emphasized that playing with a knife is just his side job, what he really domineered was his superb sword technique, but his forehead was sweating and his eyes were surprised at that time, but it was a fact that he could never erase.

Today, I don’t know if the seven-point force can still be blocked.

Zhao Heng's right hand trembled slightly, and a powerful force emanated in the yard. Lu Meng, who knew the power, grabbed two buns and stayed away from the right and wrong place. When hiding on the edge of the wall, he did not forget to shout: "Uncle Feng, you are finished! He told you not to put on a fork, but he didn't listen. Now he is going to be chopped by Brother Heng."

The man in white had a cynical look on his face, and then he turned to a light smile of rare smile, and then rushed forward. Zhao Heng also shouted softly, and the shaking force was emitted from the wooden knife, which was natural! When! The two wooden knifes made a violent impact, rolling up a strong wind that hurts the skin.

The thick fog in the yard dissipated, and the figures of the two suddenly became clear.

The man in white was forced to take five steps backwards by Zhao Heng's rushing river, and was about to fall. He flew over a touch of surprise that he could not hide. He didn't expect that he could use eight successful powers to block that kid. How powerful is this? It seems that his title of the No. 1 sword in China should be removed.

Zhao Heng's knife almost lost his hand, and a trace of blood was seeping through the tiger's mouth.

After all, ginger is still so spicy!

Zhao Heng's eyes showed a hint of praise, but he quickly made a move again.

"Slow, slow, today's training ends here."

The middle-aged man took advantage of the privilege of being half a teacher and half a friend, gasped and announced loudly that a flush flashed across his elegant and extraordinary face, and then quickly threw the wooden knife to the ground, saying that he would no longer fight: "Zhao Heng, I got drunk last night and fell asleep. It was really inconvenient to do it today."

Lu Mengteng stood up and bit the bun and sneered: "Uncle Feng, are you not good enough? Brother Heng accepted it if he didn't have enough. Seeing that you showed me a lot of A-movies, I'll help you plead for mercy. Otherwise, today's five-hour strong training must be carried out, and I really want to see your bird begging for mercy all over the ground."

"Rareless! Is there anyone who says that Master you said?"

The middle-aged man shouted seriously, then changed his smile and looked at Zhao Heng and added: "But it must be admitted that Zhao Heng is almost better than the blue, great! Zhao Heng, you no longer need to be forced to train. You need to fight in practice now, that is to say, Uncle Feng doesn't have much to teach you."

"Uncle Feng, you are too humble. This is proud. It's not good. Come on, fight again!"

Zhao Heng held the wooden knife and shouted loudly, his face very unwilling. He remembered that after being lured by this strange uncle to become a disciple twelve years ago, he has lived a tragic life of darkness every day, cross-country, standing in military posture, squatting in horse stance, killing pigs and wolves, moving stones and cutting big trees. What kind of life is this?

Life is like a cow and horse.

"No, let's eat buns!"

The man in white firmly refused Zhao Heng's request. Although those words were very nice, he had never been wary of Zhao Heng. He knew best what kind of rebellious, vicious and cunning he was hiding after his slightly humble eyes and bright smile.

The classics of famous masters such as "The Art of War", "The Thick Black Learning", and "The Spring and Autumn Annals of the Fahrenheit" have long been turned into pieces by Zhao Heng. Even the profound and difficult "The World of the Warring States Period" has been worn out, and the conspiracies and tricks in the book have been well known to him. If he insists on fighting today, he will definitely roll on the ground with no face.

"Zhao Heng, you are my pride."

Uncle Feng looked at Zhao Heng who had recovered from peace and felt a hint of relief in his eyes: "Your current strength is already considered a top-notch master. As long as you let your body be polished for a few more times and use your strange explosive power, it takes less than three years to deal with the four major families, and you have to consider the risks."

The man in white exhaled a long breath, and spoke with a hint of pride on his face: "In this world, only a young man with a skeleton like you can make me unable to teach within twelve years. Wizard, Zhao Heng, go out and explore. The world outside is very big and brilliant, and you will have a place sooner or later."

"Of course, don't talk to people about me."

The man in white patted Zhao Heng on the shoulder: "Uncle is very low-key and doesn't want to be disturbed by outsiders." Then he added a few words when he remembered something: "As sooner or later, you will shine in China, and you will inevitably deal with the four major families. Uncle has a saying to you: Don't be confused by their smiles."

"What the four major families are best at is hiding their swords in their smiles."

A trace of disdain appeared on the corner of Lu Meng's mouth and snorted softly: "So what about the knife hidden in his smile? So what about the four major families? Facing Brother Heng, they can only bow down and be a dog! Moreover, Brother Heng will sooner or later take down the fairy-like lady of the Bei family, and then you can take down the Bei family with this springboard!"

In Lu Meng's eyes, women are the stepping stones to the superior position!

Uncle Feng glanced at the calm Zhao Heng, and said with a smile on his face: "The ambition of embracing a beautiful woman is quite good, but the daughter of a prominent family is not as good as their eyes. When the common people call for equality in the people, the four major families stick to the equality of their families."

He patted Zhao Heng on the shoulder and said with a meaningful smile: "If Zhao Heng wants to win Bei Ruyan's heart, the key is to enter the Bei family's vision. If the Bei family wants to like you, you must have your own dominance and foundation, otherwise what will you use as a betrothal gift? A sincere heart? There is no meaning at all!"

Zhao Heng's body shook, and he seemed to have captured something.

After drinking half a cup of soy milk, Lu Meng frowned and asked, "What kind of hegemony? What foundation? Is it so troublesome to have a woman? Besides, with the overwhelming power of the four major families, what else can you see now? Gold, silver, treasures, women's territory? Or some magic medicine?"

Zhao Heng also aroused questions similarly, looking at the cunning Uncle Feng!

Uncle Feng reached out to stroke the beard that did not exist, and raised his finger to explain: "There is indeed not many things in the world that can be seen by the four major families, but there are still things that can impress them. There is a place that they want most because they didn't get it. That land is very important. Once it falls into the hands of any party,"

"The current balance of the four major families will be broken."

His expression showed a hint of solemnity: "After the balance is broken, it may become three major families within a few years, two major families or even one family dominates. There are too many twists and turns involved, and you will be unable to explain it clearly for a while. To put it simply, whoever obtains the land will be like a tiger!"

Four tigers of the same power will be invincible if they add a pair of wings.

Lu Meng looked at Uncle Feng with dissatisfaction: "Ball! Which piece is what territory?"

"Huahai."

Uncle Feng's face saw a smile, and his eyes fell on Zhao Heng's face and added: "It's Huahai City where Zhao Heng is going to go to university. Huahai has a superior geographical location. The four major families have been peeping for a long time, but under the game, no one can move. Of course, the neutrality of the Du family in Huahai is also an element."

"So Huahai has not been part of the four major families in recent years."

Lu Meng nodded suddenly and drank the soy milk in the cup in one sip: "To put it bluntly, Huahai is a hot commodity. Brother Heng took it down, and the four major families will come to please him. At that time, Nan Loli Xi Yujie will be allowed to choose between Brother Heng, and Bei Ruyan is no exception, right?"

"Your words are vulgar."

Uncle Feng laughed loudly, then said leisurely: "It's very superficial, and things may not be so optimistic, but the truth is almost the same. As long as Zhao Heng conquers the Huahai territory, he will have weight and bargaining chips when talking to the Bei family. Bei Ruyan dares not put on the airs of a daughter."

"Strength is always the greatest charm of men!"

Lu Meng walked to Zhao Heng and hugged his shoulders: "Brother, fuck it!"

Zhao Heng smiled and didn't say anything, but he recognized Uncle Feng's words just now. Power is always the greatest charm of men. Even if he didn't make a betrothal gift for Bei Ruyan, he should leave a series of years like swords. In this way, he would not cry when he passed away.

At this moment, Zhao Heng's blood was boiling.

"Okay, what should be said is over."

Uncle Feng laughed twice, sighing with a hint of loneliness: "I will go out to travel around the world in a few days. I will leave Luzhuang for a while. You two don't need to think about me or look for me, but you can't forget the hard training every day. People, the only thing you can believe in is your own body."

"This courtyard is left for you to make trouble, as long as it doesn't burn it."

The man in white would go out every autumn. Zhao Heng and Lu Meng already knew his habit, so it was not surprising that he wanted to travel around. However, for more than ten years, no matter how Lu Meng and Zhao Heng asked, the man in white would not tell them what they were doing, just laughing at him for his pure travel and entertainment.

"Uncle Feng, what are you doing when you go out?"

Zhao Heng habitually threw out a sentence, and he did not expect the answer, and heard different answers:

"Go to a desert, meet someone, and have a bowl of wine."

As he turned back to the room, his lips sighed in slightest: "Another sword."
Chapter completed!