Intuition is what later generations call the sixth sense, for no reason, the first impression or in the course of the development of things, occasionally appears, and it cannot be explained by common sense at all.

Breaking through to a second-rate military general on Poison Dragon Island, there is no reason for this thing.

Glance at it at will, maybe others don't know that you are looking at him, but some of the mental activities of others seem to be able to show some of it, and Zhao Yongheng's heart beat on the eve of his death can be said to be a premonition.

However, I didn't care about it at all, otherwise I would have protected that loyal and brave man no matter what.

It is true that intuition is not an unpredictable prophet, and Zhao Yun himself is also studying the law, why does he often have a whim.

Niu Tong seems to be polite and decent, but there is always a voice telling him to stay away from this person.

Therefore, although he was assigned to the sea, almost all the people close to him were transferred away and followed Zhu Fan and Zhang Bo respectively, and it seemed that the small group of the three of them had been broken up.

However, Niu Tong is surrounded by real people, and he is not too interested in people from other counties, and it is entirely possible that he will be overlooked if he does not handle it well.

Guan Yu and Zhang He didn't have anything to say, they were very blind to Zhao Yun's posture, and the admiration of people in this era for ghosts and gods and other unknown things was not comparable to that of later generations.

Regardless of those demonic poems, or the rise of the Zhao family itself, the two of them know a lot.

Since being with Zhao Xiang, Guan Yu's ears have been all day long about how Brother Yun can get the Chinese martial arts of the township party to follow, and he asked himself if he had that ability, let alone the material and cultural conditions.

There was nothing to say all night, and the three of them could be regarded as dancing with chickens early in the morning, practicing martial arts in the yard.

Finally being able to be in his own home, familiar bed, familiar courtyard, made Zhao Yun feel that his martial arts were mellow again.

A set of boxing techniques, sometimes tigers and tigers, sometimes like warm swallowing water, people can't understand.

"Come on, come on, Brother Zilong, we'll see a real chapter on weapons!" Zhang Fei strode into the courtyard, not knowing whether he sent someone back to get it or went home to get it himself, and the iconic Zhangba steel spear was carried on his shoulder.

When Zhao Yun heard this, he glanced at it casually, and started boxing again, he had always wanted to integrate the martial arts he had seen in his previous life, and yesterday's fight with Zhang Fei gave him some more ideas.

In his last life, he was not interested in practicing martial arts or strengthening his body.

Strange to say, the martial arts moves that I have seen before, whether it is Western boxing, taekwondo, or Muay Thai, are now vivid.

"Why bother Zilong to make a move?" Zhang He seemed to have discovered something, and chuckled: "Yide, let's have a discussion!" ”

"Are you okay?" Zhang Fei's face was full of suspicion: "You didn't please you in the box yesterday." ”

"Uncle once told me that weapons are just another form of boxing." Zhang He smiled faintly, and did not answer to himself: "He Zeng didn't think so. ”

"In the past nine years, how many bloody battles have been fought with the gun in your hand, which can be fatal with one blow, why bother with fists and feet?"

"However, since the reunion with Zilong, I have always felt that his martial arts have long been ahead of us, and it is difficult to match them."

"To put it mildly, He's spear skills are deadly, but they are not comparable to rusty punches and kicks."

Although in the eyes of Tong Yuan and others, his marksmanship is full of flaws, but in the face of opponents of the same level, Zhang He is confident that at least he will not fall behind. Life and death are fighting, and the level of their own victory is larger.

After that, he had a gun in his hand, and his momentum changed suddenly, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to attack in Zhang Fei's eyes, which was very uncomfortable, so he had to put on a defensive posture.

After yesterday's failure, he thought a lot, to regain face and fall second, and it was inevitable to win the drama Zhang Fei.

The general of the defeated army, but he is embarrassed to say this, and the most troublesome thing is that he doesn't know who to find as a matchmaker.

The more he defended, the more uncomfortable it became, Zhang Fei couldn't help but roar and shoot first, which woke up Zhao Yundu, who was contemplating martial arts.

"Good time!" Zhang He laughed: "Do you have a lot of strength?" Yesterday it was just a show, and today it is going to be like this! ”

As he spoke, he was not slow at all under his hands, and the last shot came first, and the tip of the gun was on Zhang Fei's gun.

Zhao Yun had no intention of thinking about it anymore, he secretly admired that if he might have to shoot like this.

The master handed over the gun to himself, which means that he can go out of the master from now on, and he always feels that he is still unsatisfied.

The competition between the two is like striking iron. Zhang Fei did not hesitate to attack, but Zhang He always found an opportunity to hit the opponent's weapon. He wanted to keep attacking, but it was difficult.

The reason is very simple, Zhang Fei's gun is very fast, often one flaw is broken, and the next shot is stabbed.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Zhang Fei had never been so aggrieved, and he yelled, taking advantage of an opportunity to retreat and jump away.

Guan Yu watched intently from the side, and finally sighed to himself in his heart, Zhang He's marksmanship that he realized from fighting again and again, at least he couldn't win him at the moment.

Even Zhao Yun was doubting whether Zhang He in this time and space would be stronger than the martial arts in the original trajectory.

The few years when my father and others rested were the key time for the younger generation to build a foundation, and they were all vigorous and had a solid foundation.

In addition to the teaching in the clan, because Zhang He is a person with a foreign surname, he can't enter, Zhao Mengke teaches by hand, and he is a master who has reached the peak of the second rate and is moving towards the first-class.

"Brother-in-law, let's practice our hands." Zhao Yun beckoned, watching the lively subordinates send their guns and Guan Yu's knives over.

Although they are not in the stream or close to the third rate, their love for martial arts is no worse than that of other Zhao family members.

As a traverser, Zhao Yun naturally knew that Guan Yu was accustomed to using knives, so he went to the arsenal and got the best steel knife, which was not much worse than the legendary Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

Guan Yu held the knife to concentrate on it, but he felt that the other party was not there at all.

Look closely, and stand in place.

I saw that Zhao Yun's feet were not bad, and his whole body looked full of flaws, like a person who didn't know how to do martial arts.

Guan Yu's Guan family is a descendant of Yin Xi, whose surname is Ji, and his surname is the Guan character of the legendary Hangu Guan Guan Ling.

Although the Guan family is declining, they also have their own family martial arts, but those martial arts are all related to Taoism, and they seem to have no trace of fireworks, which is secretly in line with quiet and inaction.

Hedong Xie Liang Guan family, not only has martial arts, but also cultural attainments are not low, especially the study of "Lao Tzu" is the most.

When everyone was young and frivolous, Guan Yu gradually felt that the family martial arts were incompatible with his personality, and later studied the Spring and Autumn Period, and he claimed that the Spring and Autumn Sword Technique had taken shape.

Facing Zhao Yun, Guan Yu had no chance to make a move at all.

His eyes shrank and shrunk, and he felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Guan Yu himself is not as irritable as Zhang Fei, and he is not in a hurry to make a knife.

I never thought that it would be so difficult to face a martial artist, not because I didn't have the courage to shoot, but because I didn't have any flaws.

In Guan Yu's feeling, no matter how he stabs, the other party will have a thunderous back.

Sweat poured out from his face, and he had to take a few steps back to get rid of the feeling.

"Zilong, Yu is not an opponent." Guan Yu said dejectedly.

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