Chapter 163: The Wind Rises

For this kind of caution, there is no way to publicize it, now is an extraordinary period, and I have to guard against it!

"Zhang Yang, why didn't you kill Brother Dao?" As soon as the three of them went home and sat down, Liu Biao immediately asked.

"Stupid!" Before Zhang Yang could speak, Aze suddenly came out with two more words.

"Ahhh......h Aze, you didn't make it clear to Lao Tzu today that Lao Tzu made you look good, why do you keep scolding me?! Liu Biao was choked by the word Aze and wanted to go crazy, stood up with an angry face, pointed at Aze and said angrily.

"What do you want?" Aze didn't lift his head.

"I ......"

Liu Biao gritted his teeth in anger, looked at the Xueliang waist knife in Aze's hand, and suddenly sat down and was deflated......

In the face of Aze's waist knife, Liu Biao was never able to mention the courage to fight, Liu Biao naturally knew that Aze aimed at him because he kicked Aze in the small hotel and held a grudge against him.

What made Liu Biao most depressed was that Aze never showed dissatisfaction, but occasionally stimulated him, and the more this happened, the more angry Liu Biao was vomiting blood.

"Don't make any noise, there is still something to do at night, now, we only have four hours to rest, first take care of our spirits, tonight, it may be the time for the whole zh city to shuffle." Zhang Yang, who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and said lightly, followed by closing his eyes again.

"Oh......"

Aze and Liu Biao glanced at each other, with a shocked expression, and when Zhang Yang opened his eyes just now, the pupils seemed to glow, making people feel thrilled.

Looking at the settling Zhang Yang, he finally pressed the violently beating Liu Biao and gave Aze a thumbs up, and then ran to the balcony to toss his dumbbells.

Aze stood in the living room and began to ponder the routine that the general told him, Aze found that these simple movements, with his own practice, became more and more esoteric and more complex, this is an indescribable feeling, and there are some details of each action.

It seems that this set of actions will not be fully comprehended in a short time.

Aze glanced at Zhang Yang who was in a fixed position, he couldn't understand what Zhang Yang relied on to cultivate his body, because, Zhang Yang rarely moved, and he used to see Zhang Yang occasionally do some strange movements to exercise, but now, Zhang Yang almost never exercises, and Zhang Yang's ability is just the opposite, Zhang Yang began to slash at Brother Dao, that is, Aze has a feeling of amazement.

The flamboyant knife seems to be faster!

I remember that when we first met, Zhang Yang's speed was not as fast as his, and now, Aze is not the slightest sure.

How fast is the flamboyant knife?

Of course, what surprised Aze was not Zhang Yang's speed, but Zhang Yang's ease of retraction, a knife that slashed at Brother Dao's forehead at that time, Aze couldn't do it at all, he could reach that speed, and he couldn't stand still at that speed.

Whether it is an animal or a machine, if you want to stop in a rapid situation, there is a buffer time, it is impossible to take off suddenly, let alone stop suddenly......

At this time, Zhang Yang had already entered a meditative state, and naturally he didn't expect Aze to have so many thoughts.

Today's battle with Brother Dao can be said to be a baptism of Zhang Yang.

When Brother Dao waved the knife frantically, Zhang Yang almost suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and concentrated, for fear of missing any detail. Zhang Yang's fighting skills are still very rough, mainly relying on his far more than ordinary calculation ability to win, if you meet a martial arts master, you will become tied and controlled by others.

Brother Dao's fighting skills are actually not skills, but they are very lethal, because this is the experience that Brother Dao summed up in actual combat.

Brother Dao's knife technique, no one personally taught him, it is impossible to have a routine, he has a concise, bright, and direct knife technique, but it is these knife techniques without trick skills that can exercise Zhang Yang's reaction, because Zhang Yang's calculation ability is enough to cope with Brother Dao's stormy speed.

It was also the speed of the storm that Zhang Yang had to try his best to calculate, and control every movement and detail of Brother Dao through meditation, which greatly stimulated the fighting skills in Zhang Yang's memory.

Zhang Yang's last amazing knife came from the fighting skills in his memory.

Now, Zhang Yang found that many of his abilities were slowly degrading, but his martial arts were strengthening exponentially, and his meditation seemed to make his body more condensed and his muscles more human.

Zhang Yang's every battle, including the last time he fought with Aze, benefited him a lot, and when he faced the pressure, the dusty memories in his head seemed to slowly open the door......

To sum it up in flamboyant words: strong in battle!

The meditation once again stimulated the whirlpool in the body, and the whirlpool slowly occupied every inch of space in the room, and Zhang Yang was pleasantly surprised to find that he actually felt that there seemed to be a white air flow in Liu Biao's body that was following the twisted movement of his muscles.

That's right, it was indeed a very small air flow, Zhang Yang could clearly feel that whenever Liu Biao made those movements and cooperated with the breathing, the air flow accelerated, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and with the growth of the air flow, Liu Biao's muscles that seemed to explode became more and more vigorous, which made Zhang Yang very worried about whether Liu Biao would explode and die according to the development of this situation.

It seems that Liu Biao didn't get a little benefit from the little monk.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be full of curiosity about the little monk, that little monk, I don't know how many treasures there are!

Zhang Yang even regretted it a little, why didn't he play backgammon with the little monk at that time?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile slightly at the corner of his mouth, Liu Biao has Liu Biao's blessings, just like him, when he encountered a big explosion, he inherited the thoughts of countless elites, which is more unbelievable than Liu Biao.

Time passed slowly.

Zhang Yang's attention was on Aze's body, Aze was still practicing the routine of the general's guidance in the same way, Zhang Yang had imitated this routine and practiced, but there was no feeling, it seemed that this set of cultivation methods was tailor-made by the general for Aze.

Obviously, Aze has fallen into a bottleneck, when Aze practiced before, Zhang Yang could still feel the overflowing murderous aura, but now, the feeling is obviously not so strong, and Zhang Yang feels a trace of anxiety in Aze's heart......

Aze has a mind?

This was Zhang Yang's first thought.

Aze's heart is as strong as iron, and it is rare to have such times of being upset when he is cultivating, which shows that he has a very heavy mind.

Time passed slowly, slowly, and it seemed fast.

"Alright, it's time, let's get moving!"

Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes like electricity, and Liu Biao and Aze, who were drunk, also woke up suddenly, they actually spent a full four hours practicing just now, but it seemed that it was only a moment.

"Liu Biao, good job, work hard!" Zhang Yang gave Liu Biao a thumbs up.

"Ah...... Hehe......" Liu Biao was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Zhang Yang meant, in fact, Liu Biao and Zhang Yang have known each other for so long, and they already have a tacit understanding.

"Aze, you also work hard, practice martial arts, what you need is meditation, if you can't do this, it won't be possible to achieve much, although we haven't really entered the magic is door, but, we also heard, we also saw, martial arts is nothing more than from self-cultivation to family cultivation, as well as those martial arts novels in the magic way, I think, the so-called magic way, is that you don't need to cultivate your own state of mind to succeed, it is easy to become a puppet controlled by martial arts, we are now using our own body to control martial arts, so, meditation is a must, We can progress in the battle, we must not let the killing intent affect the mind, wait for this matter to be over, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, we will deal with it together, how about it? ”

"Thank you!" Aze was silent for a moment before spitting out two words.

"Let's go, everyone has countless secrets, everyone has countless problems, just like every family has a difficult scripture......"

Zhang Yang sighed, and walked out first after sticking the machete wrapped in newspaper inside the belt from the coffee table.

As soon as the three of them went out, they found that something was wrong, they only walked out of a distance of less than 200 meters, and they met more than 100 gangsters.

What happened?

The three of them looked at each other, which is too exaggerated! When was the city already occupied by gangsters?

Zhang Yang is already sure that these are indeed some gangsters, because many people have weapons hidden on them, and the most important thing is that gangsters have a different temperament than ordinary people, which is actually easy to identify.

(To be continued)