"Are you from the government?" Zhao Hu sat on the stone bed, he didn't move, his face was as usual, and his tone was quite calm, as if he didn't regard the uninvited guest who suddenly broke in in front of him as a threat.

"Sort of!" Qi An nodded, closing the stone door behind him, his not tall body firmly blocked the stone door, like catching a turtle in an urn, tightly holding this only exit.

Zhao Hu showed a confident smile, picked up a ghost head ring knife on the stone bed beside him, slowly stood up, and looked at Qi An condescendingly.

The ghost head ring knife should be Zhao Hu's portable weapon, unsheathed, but the knife body was wrapped with cloth strips several times, Zhao Hu said while untying the cloth strips: "Report the name, Zhao Mou's knife does not kill the nameless." ”

Qi An didn't even look at Zhao Hu's knife, just stared at Zhao Hu's eyes, and replied, "Qianqing Academy, Qi An." ”

The Qianqing Academy is a school set up by the court, although it is not an official government, it is also inseparable from the government, so when Zhao Hu asked Qi An if he was a member of the government, Qi An did not deny it.

Once he knew that the other party was from the Qianqing Academy, Zhao Hu didn't take Qi An in his eyes, not only because of Qi An's age, but also because the students of the Qianqing Academy were all Congenital Martial Sects, once they broke through to become monks, they would leave the Qianqing Academy, and within the realm of the Innate Martial Sect, Zhao Hu was very confident that he was not weaker than anyone, even if he was defeated, it was okay to save his life, so he held the knife and stood on the stone bed with the tip of the knife pointed at Qi An from afar, and said: "Let's shoot!"

Qi An was not polite, and said "Be careful" in his mouth, then flew up and punched Zhao Hu in the chest.

Zhao Hu slashed horizontally and slashed towards Qi An's arm, who knew that the other party did not hide at all, and his moves remained the same, still attacking with a punch.

With a sound of gold and iron, the ghost head knife slashed Qi An's arm, but it only cut a layer of cloth, and it couldn't be cut anymore, but a countershock force bounced the blade away, and the fist continued to blast forward like a bamboo, imprinted on Zhao Hu's chest.

"Oops!" Zhao Hu was taken aback, but he didn't have time to dodge, he punched hard in the chest, and his burly body was shocked and flew backwards, hitting the stone wall hard.

Qi An slowly withdrew his fist and teased: "I told you to be careful, but you didn't take it seriously!"

"Do you have a treasure armor to protect yourself?" Zhao Hu got up and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he immediately saw the white skin exposed inside from Qi An's torn sleeve, and couldn't help but froze.

"You're thinking too much. Qi An smiled slightly: "But there should be something on you, the punch just now hit you and there was a countershocking force, as if it hit an iron plate." ”

Zhao Hu tore open his upper clothes fiercely, and saw that there was a sleeveless iron armor inside, and there was a faint fist mark on his chest that was dented, and it was precisely because of this protective iron armor that he resisted part of the fist damage, so that Zhao Hu was only slightly injured after being punched, and he still had the strength to fight again.

From this point of view, Zhao Hu is actually very cautious, as a peak martial artist, he actually put a heavy iron armor on his clothes, but it is a pity that this iron armor is very effective against weapons such as swords and swords, which are mainly cutting and piercing, but it has limited effect on weapons such as hammers and sticks, which are mainly used for power bombardment, and it happens that Qi An's iron fist belongs to the latter, so the iron armor helped Zhao Hu block a punch, but he still injured him.

Zhao Hu's face became solemn for the first time, judging from the power of the punch he received just now, the strength of the young man on the opposite side was very great, which Zhao Hu had only seen in his life, and even he guessed that the lethality of this punch had reached the attack threshold of the Qi Condensation Realm, but he didn't know that Qi An only used four points of force for that punch, otherwise even if he had iron armor to protect his body, he would be seriously injured on the spot.

Zhao Hu took off the iron armor and threw it on the ground with a clatter, this iron armor was not very useful for resisting Qi An's attack, but it affected the agility, it was better not to.

I saw Zhao Hu naked, revealing strong muscles, holding a knife in one hand, and putting on a posture, once he put away his contempt, he regarded Qi An as a great enemy of life and death, and took the initiative to attack, and the knife flashed, and it was instantly slashed in front of Qi An.

The main purpose of Qi An's bounty task was to hone his martial arts skills, rather than simply killing people to get rewards, so he still only used four points of strength, and even deliberately kept his torso and head from being attacked by the other party, and adopted a conservative style to fight with Zhao Hu. Then Qi An discovered that Zhao Hu's martial arts cultivation was actually quite high, even above him, almost as strong as Li Hongluo and Murong Qing's strength, and if he simply competed in the subtlety of the moves, he was completely suppressed by him.

It's just that Qi An's strength is greater, his attack power is stronger, and he also has perverted defense power to rely on, Zhao Hu didn't dare to fight with him, and his moves were a lot more rigorous, and the two fought evenly for a while.

The more Qi An fought, the more excited he became, and he felt that his understanding of martial arts was slowly rising, and watching others make moves was often not as good as trying them himself, and many subtle changes in the fight were not something that could be comprehended by practicing alone in the air. Therefore, the realm of skill attaches more importance to actual combat, and comprehension in actual combat often results twice the result with half the effort, and even breakthroughs in battle occur from time to time, while the realm of cultivation is just the opposite, which requires calming down and meditating for a long time, accumulating over time, and finally breaking through.

Zhao Hu's strength is much higher than Kan Hong's, Kan Hong is just an ordinary peak martial arts level, and it is difficult to say whether he can break through the human-level life and death alley, but Zhao Hu's exquisite skills and cultivation are almost among the masters of the earth list, even if they are a little worse than Li Hongluo and Murong Qing, but at least they are comparable to Wang Sheng, who is at the top of the human-level list.

This battle lasted for almost a pillar of incense, and the red-clothed thieves under Zhao Hu had already noticed the abnormality and rushed over one after another, but when they pushed open the stone gate and did not rush in, they were stopped by Zhao Hu. It's not that Zhao Hu has a good face and doesn't want to bully more and less, but that the people under him can't help at all, and there are too many differences in cultivation, either a martial artist or a samurai, and there is not even a threshold martial arts sect, and there is only a dead end for rashly breaking into the battle circle, and it can't be a help at all, so it's better to stay by the side.

But Zhao Hu became more and more frightened, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering, and he had already sprouted cowardice in his heart. The most important thing is that the opponent doesn't know what kind of weird exercises he is practicing, so that his hands and feet are as hard as fine iron, and he can hardly catch the slash of the head of the ghost head ring without any damage, and the second is that the opponent's combat power is actually slowly improving with the extension of the battle time, and he is still on par with his initial fight, but gradually, the opponent's moves are becoming more and more smooth and coherent, and the speed of the moves is getting faster and faster, and even the footwork under his feet is more elegant and fast, such as the clouds and flowing water of the peers, and the combat effectiveness is intercepted and rising, and Zhao Hu will be suppressed in the lower hand after a short time, and the defense is more and less attack.

Qi An also seems to have noticed that his improvement is getting smaller and smaller, as the tide of the battle continues to tilt towards his side, and his opponent has lost the upper hand. Without enough pressure, he gradually lost the motivation to improve, so Qi Anxin turned around, and retracted another point of strength, only using three points of force to maneuver with the opponent, Zhao Hu instantly reversed the situation, but occupied the upper hand.

"Great, this kid is too strong, and his true qi is starting to exhaust!" Zhao Hu roared in his heart, and the color of joy even appeared on his face.

It must be known that although the peak martial arts sect can mobilize part of the true qi in the body, but it is used a little less, and it cannot be replenished in the battle, if the true qi mobilized is too much, it will not be conducive to a long-term battle, and conversely, the mobilization of true qi is too small, and it cannot effectively exert the power of the move, so how to effectively control the use of true qi is a problem that the peak martial arts sect and even the monks must treat seriously.

Fortunately, the monk's true qi in his body has been condensed into a true yuan vortex, and it can also be automatically restored during the battle, and the speed is not too slow, and after the end of the battle, he meditates and breathes, and the recovery speed is faster, at least ten times that of the automatic recovery. Therefore, the control of the use of True Qi is even more important to the Peak Martial Sect, and experienced Peak Martial Sects will deliberately pay attention to this aspect of the situation at the moment of battle.

Normally, under the condition of ensuring maximum lethality, a peak martial sect can't last too long to urge the true qi in his body with all his might, it won't exceed a quarter of an hour, and if it is slightly controlled, the time will only double, and at most it will be the time of a pillar of incense. And Zhao Hu and Qi An have been fighting for a long time, almost a pillar of incense, so they guessed that the power of the other party's attack dropped sharply, because of the exhaustion of true qi, and they didn't realize that the other party was deliberately releasing water.

Although Qi An only used four points of strength before, his attack power was far more than Zhao Hu's, Zhao Hu was only outstanding in martial arts, and there was nothing outstanding in the rest of the aspects, so Qi An offset Zhao Hu's advantage in moves with his advantage in strength, and the two were equal. But once Qi An collected a point of strength, the power of his fists and feet could not overpower Zhao Hu, and he could only be equivalent to him, even if his martial arts skills had improved a little, he was still much worse than Zhao Hu, and he fell into a disadvantage in an instant, and was killed by Zhao Hu and jumped up and down, a little embarrassed.

The red-clothed thieves who were fighting outside the door applauded when they saw the leader's might, and Zhao Hu was even more energetic, using all his strength to attack Qi'an.

As a veteran martial artist, Zhao Hu attaches great importance to the control of the use of true qi, and when he feels that he can't take it in the first battle, he deliberately slows down the output of true qi, even if he is suppressed by Qi An, he is defeated but not chaotic, and the residual true qi in his body can last for a while, just waiting for the opponent to fight back when he is powerless. At this time, as soon as he saw that Qi An's power had declined, his true qi had failed, and he could no longer maintain his superiority in strength, he began to completely explode, suddenly increasing the output of his true qi, and his moves became more and more ferocious, killing him with a sword.