Only fast and unbreakable, this harvest is even greater for the Zhao family.

Zhao Qian practiced boxing in the room, correcting the previous unsmooth movements over and over again, until every move and style became mellow, just like the name of the boxing scripture, bright and bright.

"Close!" After the final fight, Zhao Qian was already covered in sweat, but his spirit had reached its peak at this moment. Zhao Qian pushed open the door, as if walking out of the light.

"Young Master." There were guards dutifully guarding the door.

"Prepare something to eat, the fish cake brought by the imperial capital is hot, I'll eat it later." Zhao Qian had already had breakfast, but it took a lot of his energy to connect the boxing techniques that had been interrupted for nearly a hundred years, not to mention that he was only a thirteen-year-old boy.

Zhao Qian didn't care about anything else, and jumped directly into the pond in the courtyard before he had time to put down the fish fry and scrub himself.

"Huh!" He said to one of his attendants, who was serving him.

"The fish cakes brought by the imperial capital are delicious, and a hot one is also sent to the martial arts arena for the master to eat."

"Yes, young master."

Lanting City is in ruins, the law of life is leisurely, Zhao Fu will practice with Zheng Yuan every day to sharpen the knife skills of both sides. The newly recruited apprentice Zhao Qian is not pedantic at all, he just follows Zhao Fu's side, and when he encounters something he doesn't understand, he will ask Zhao Fu's opinion. Moreover, Zhao Qian also brought many specialties from the imperial capital and even the south, which improved Zhao Fu's food.

On this day, Zhao Fu and Zheng Yuan came to the martial arts arena to test the knife as usual, while Zhao Qian respectfully stayed in the audience to observe.

Zheng Yuan's progress is particularly great, especially after being woken up by Zhao Fu's sentence "only fast and not broken", his knife no longer deliberately pursues tricky and difficult angles, nor does he deliberately pursue false moves, he really began to walk on the right path of knife technique. This is of course a good thing, but it also makes Zhao Fu miserable, Zheng Yuan's progress in sword skills is much faster than his slowly climbing realm.

"Come!" Avoiding Zheng Yuan's attack, Zhao Fu wanted to grab the rhythm of a knife, but he couldn't get any bargain from Zheng Yuan, who quickly reined in his steps.

Of course, Zheng Yuan would not stop there, he changed his pace, accelerated sideways, and the strength of his body condensed into the knife and slashed towards Zhao Fu again.

Zhao Fu hurriedly retreated to dodge, then retracted his knife to block, and then raised his knife equipment to counterattack, but saw that Zheng Yuan had already withdrawn his knife and was ready to defend.

Impeccable, Zhao Fu smiled bitterly, the two were very familiar with each other's moves and styles, and Zheng Yuan's reaction was faster than him, and he couldn't take advantage of it. Zhao Fu had no choice but to retreat in a roundabout way, waiting for an opportunity to seek Zheng Yuan's loophole and turnaround.

This has become the norm on the martial arts stage, Zhao Fu's comprehension of the sword technique is not as profound as Zheng Yuan's, and Zheng Yuan is also constantly integrating Zhao Fu's awakening "only fast and unbreakable" in his own knife technique. Gradually, Zhao Fu became more of a passive defensive side, and Zheng Yuan's attacks became more and more aggressive.

Zheng Yuan attacked again, Zhao Fu retreated to block, attacked again, and blocked again.

Attacking and defending alternately, Zhao Fu made several counterattacks but were blocked by Zheng Yuan, who had been on guard. For a while, Zheng Yuan's momentum was great, and he stabbed again.

Speed has become Zheng Yuan's biggest advantage now, the faster his speed, the more difficult it will be for Zhao Fu to make defensive moves. It's unimaginable that a few days ago, Zheng Yuan couldn't adapt to Zhao Fu's rhythm, but just a few days of hard work, Zheng Yuan's speed of the knife was so fast that Zhao Fu couldn't catch up.

Zhao Fu was also very helpless about this, he didn't seem to have such a good talent and attainments in sword skills, and seeing Zheng Yuan attacking again, he had no choice but to continue to dodge sideways.

This was an opportunity, Zheng Yuan made the mistake he was most likely to make, rushing too fast, head and tail were too difficult, Zheng Yuan once again put himself in the danger line, he was too deep to retreat into his own safety line.

Zhao Fu sideways avoided Zheng Yuan, and then raised his knife to prepare for a counterattack, this scene has been staged too much these days. Just when Zhao Fu habitually reversed the blade of the knife and was about to hit Zheng Yuan with the back of the knife, he found that he had failed.

It was a gust of wind that swept through, Zheng Yuan did not dodge this time, but chose to pass directly through Zhao Fu, and before Zhao Fu could surprise himself, the cold back of the knife had already fallen in front of him.

"I lost." Zhao Fu smiled bitterly, the usual trick didn't work this time.

Zheng Yuan successfully made a breakthrough this time, he was not stuck between advance and retreat, but attacked, attacking and defending, his pace was completely for the sake of attack, and his every move was an attack.

"Master." Zhao Qian also handed over a towel soaked in warm water, and then handed it to Zheng Yuan.

"Your Excellency." At the same time, in the Jade Bell Tower, Lin Long handed Lin Ji a hot towel.

"I'm ......" Lin Ji took the towel and put it on his face, and slowly became more sober.

He remembered, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "You poured me wine again?" ”

"Don't dare." Lin Longjiao smiled: "I just want you to sleep better." ”

"Where's the ......" Lin Ji touched his heavy head, he didn't drink badly at all, it was really a big project to get him drunk and let him sleep for so long.

"Are you okay now?" But it was Lin Long who pressed Lin Ji, who had just sat up, back to the bed, she sat on the edge of the bed, pillowed Lin Ji's head on her big white legs, and rubbed his head.

"What did I say yesterday?" Lin Ji did not resist Lin Long's movements, but asked.

"Didn't say anything." Lin Long laughed, she bent down and combed Lin Ji's messy hair in front of her forehead.

Lin Ji only felt the irresistible aroma coming towards him, and Lin Long's hands kept gently pressing on his head, making him want to give up thinking several times. But Lin Ji still had a task to do, so he had to get up.

"It's still early at the break." Like a loving mother who dotes on her child, Lin Long leaned closer to Lin Ji's ear and said this, and she made Lin Ji lie down again.

Lin Ji did not resist Lin Long's actions, and after a long time, he continued: "Don't pour me more wine in the future." ”

"Okay." Of course, Lin Long agreed in every possible way.

Lin Ji fiddled with Lin Long and stayed in the Jade Bell Tower until the evening, before he ate something and left.

"Xianggong?" It was late at night, and Zhao Qianqian in the room was reluctant to let go of her husband who had just been with her for a long time, but she was now tossed so much that she had no strength.

"I've got some things to deal with, my good." Of course, Lin Hanyu was reluctant to give up Zhao Qianqian's attractive figure and the warm quilt, but he still changed his clothes, covered Zhao Qianqian with a quilt, and kissed her on the forehead.

Lin Ji took the knife and touched a courtyard in the imperial capital, and after a while, dozens of people gathered around this courtyard, all of whom had the same identity, the night wolf.

I'm going to adjust my thinking, I'll break the shift for a few days, and then try to do a double shift in February

(End of chapter)