When it was still dark, Zhou Dao was already jumping across the mountains. In the past month, Zhou Dao's attempts and efforts seemed to have been in vain, because the weight of the sandbag on his leg had increased from twenty kilograms to thirty kilograms.
Not only that, he is no longer as embarrassed as before when he climbs up the mountain in one breath. So Zhou Dao decided to add a little more weight starting tomorrow. Because Zhou Dao heard from his second senior brother that there is no motivation without pressure, and only by constantly challenging the limit can he
Continuous progress.
When Zhou Dao came down from the top of the mountain, he surprisingly found that there were people exercising on the road he passed in the past. Zhou Dao immediately thought about the thousands of people on Tianlong Mountain, and it was normal to meet some people. Just when Zhou Dao wanted to go around
When I passed by, I found that the man's way of practicing martial arts was very strange, so he stopped and watched for a while.
He was a very strong young man, about fifteen years old, not very tall, with a round and dark face, and a very honest look, but the bulging muscles on his bare arms were not far behind those of his elder brother.
At this time, the young man was standing on his horse, punching the big tree opposite. Although the big tree opposite was as thick as a person's arms, it was still staggered by the young man's blows. Every time the young man struck a palm,
He shouted loudly, and his movements and shouts actually gave people a feeling of blood boiling.
The young man's body was almost soaked with sweat, and the sweat on his face was running down his neck. However, the young man had no intention of stopping at all. He still kept his eyes wide open and punched the big tree one after another.
Zhou Dao felt secretly ashamed: Compared with this person, I am still a bit lazy, at least I don't have that kind of stubborn perseverance.
The young man wiped his sweat and was about to continue when he found Zhou Dao staring at him, so he smiled sheepishly at Zhou Dao: "Senior brother, what can I do?"
"Hello, I said next week. I just entered the mountain gate not long ago. I just came back from practicing and saw my senior practicing here. I was very curious, so I watched it for a while. I hope I didn't disturb you."
"No, no, my name is Zhang Dazhuang. I just entered the mountain gate. I'm almost done with it now. I'm about to go back."
Through conversation, I learned that Zhang Dazhuang came from a small aristocratic family. Generations of his family have been engaged in bodyguard service, which is what ordinary people call the bodyguard agency. In an enemy's revenge, almost all of his family were killed. By chance, he was captured by Tianlongshan while on the run.
The elder took a fancy to him and took him as his disciple. He said that he knew him quite well. Because Zhou Dao was also accepted as his disciple after being met by the elder by chance. But he didn't have the experiences he had.
Zhang Dazhuang already had some basic skills before he entered the school. However, although his body was quite strong, his progress in practicing internal skills was slow. Fortunately, the elder who accepted Zhang Dazhuang as his disciple also practiced hard skills, so he liked Zhang Dazhuang very much.
.I plan to bring him back to the sect and train him well.
In order to avenge his family's destruction, Zhang Dazhuang practiced hard every day, hoping to perfect his kung fu and go down the mountain to take revenge.
After Zhou Dao heard about Zhang Dazhuang's experience, he felt a little fond of him. In this case, it's not surprising that he practiced hard.
So the two walked while chatting, and when they reached the fork in the road and were about to separate, three or four people came from the front. They seemed to be acquired disciples of the sect, but they were obviously better dressed than Zhou Dao and the other two.
One person even took a fan and shook it. Those who didn't know it thought he was a wealthy young man from somewhere.
Zhou Dao felt that Zhang Dazhuang clenched his fists after seeing them. Zhou Dao curiously asked in a low voice: "They can't be your enemies."
"No, they are all descendants of the elders of our sect. They usually act arrogantly and domineering, especially they like to bully newcomers like us and those who are not as good as them in martial arts. Ever since I accidentally touched one of them a few days ago, I have been
I was beaten up severely by some of them, huh, if I hadn't wanted to practice martial arts for revenge, I would have fought with them."
Several people on the opposite side had already seen Zhou Dao and the two of them. One of them whistled and said with a smile: "Hey, don't you think this is a short winter melon? Look at him. He is sweating profusely. Is he practicing? Why?
It’s not that you want to develop some magical skills to defeat us, hahaha.”
"With people like him, no matter how hard you practice, it's useless. Didn't I kick you in the ass last time?"
So the people opposite started laughing like that. At this time, Da Da Zhuang's face was red and his eyes were about to burst out with fire. Zhou Dao also felt that the people opposite him were going too far, but there was nothing he could do.
Zhang Dazhuang gritted his teeth and said nothing, preparing to go around them. Just when Zhang Dazhuang was about to go around, the young man holding the fan stretched out his legs. Zhang Dazhuang stumbled and almost tripped. Several people
He laughed again.
At this time, Zhang Dazhuang yelled and punched. The boy holding the fan dodged past, and then the two of them started fighting with each other. It was obvious that Zhang Dazhuang was not the boy's opponent.
People were just watching the fun and pointing with their fingers.
"Look, oh, the short winter melon's hungry dog pounces on the food is a good practice. Brother Zhang, be careful."
"Yeah, it's not bad to look at Short Winter Melon's chicken-clawed hands."
The young man surnamed Zhang who was fighting against Zhang Dazhuang was simply toying with his opponent, hitting him with the left side and then slapping him with his fan.
Zhou Dao watched from the side and was very worried, but there was nothing he could do because the people opposite him were obviously much better in martial arts than him.
At this time, Zhang Dazhuang received a few more blows. Zhou Dao couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and said, "Brothers, we are all from the same sect, so don't hit him anymore."
"Boy Minato, who are you? You dare to interfere in our affairs. Do you want to give me advice?"
"No, no, I didn't mean that. I meant that we are all brothers in the same sect. Don't you want to hurt the harmony? Besides, it would be bad to let the elders know."
"Why, use the elders to scare us and let you know that we are not afraid. If you say anything again, I will beat you too."
At this time, Zhang Dazhuang saw that his newly met senior brother was also implicated in this, and he couldn't help but feel even more angry. At this time, the boy named Zhang opposite him hit him with a palm. Zhang Dazhuang gritted his teeth and did not hide. He fought hard.
After receiving a slap, he hugged his opponent and then knocked his head towards the other side.
The young man holding the fan did not expect Zhang Dazhuang to use his hand, and he was hugged inadvertently. Then he felt his nose sore and blood started to flow out.
When several people watching the excitement saw the boy with the fan bleeding, they swarmed up and punched and kicked Zhang Dazhuang.
Zhou Dao wanted to step forward and pull him up, but was slapped to the ground by one of them.
This was Zhou Dao's first fight with someone since he was a child. He felt like he was in a hurry and didn't know where to start. He naturally thought of ordinary people's fighting habits. He leaned over and picked up a fist-sized stone and threw it at one of them.
Went over. The stone was grabbed by one of them before he got close. The person grabbed the stone and threw it out without even looking at it.
Although he threw it out smoothly, Zhou Dao still felt a strong strong wind rushing towards him. At this time, Zhou Dao could only watch blankly as the stone hit him. When the stone was about to fall on his forehead, Zhou Dao suddenly
Finding that the speed of the stone had slowed down, Zhou Dao quickly raised his head and felt the stone brush against his nose. After standing up, Zhou Dao felt that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
At this time, several people felt that the beating was almost done, so they stopped, otherwise a few people would be in trouble. At this time, Zhang Dazhuang was curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, and he didn't know what to do. The person who threw the stone didn't hit him at first sight.
Zhong Zhoudao was confused for a moment and wanted to take action again, but was stopped by someone next to him: "Okay, okay, we have had our fun today, it's better to go back, otherwise it will be bad if we are caught by the elders."
"Boy, I'll let you go today, but be careful next time." After saying this, the group of people wandered away.
Zhou Dao ran to Zhang Dazhuang and pulled him up. When he saw that his face was swollen, he quickly took out the medicine from his body and wiped it off for him.
"It's okay, it's okay. My rough skin and thick flesh will heal in a few days." Zhang Dazhuang said as he wiped his bleeding nose.
Zhou Dao was relieved when he saw that Zhang Dazhuang was fine except for the bleeding from his nose.
"These people are really hateful. When I finish practicing kung fu, I will definitely teach them a lesson." Zhou Dao said coaxingly.
"Haha, Junior Brother Zhou, I can tell at a glance that you are new to the outside world. A few of them are relatively good and they know where to start. When you get to know them later, you will know how cruel the reality can be.
This is a world where strength speaks for itself. If you don’t have strength, you can only be a low-class person who is manipulated and bullied by others. Sometimes you can’t even save your life.”
Zhang Dazhuang clenched his fists: "So, I must practice hard and hard, and I must have strong strength. Good brother, I have troubled you today. I will go back first. See you when I have time."
Zhou Dao looked at Zhang Dazhuang's leaving figure and thought for a long time: Is strength really important?