Seeing the wooden man's hand suddenly stretched out, Zhao Zheng was flustered, and his mind flashed the method of cracking in the face of this move, and he flipped his wrist, wanting to grab the wooden man's wrist in turn, and made a ruthless move to "recite it backwards". It's a pity that his movements were a beat slower, and he couldn't dodge after all.

The wooden man smoothly grabbed Zhao Zheng's wrist, spun it sharply, and stretched out his other hand and clasped it on Zhao Zheng's shoulder. Zhao Zheng's arm was rotated, exceeding the tolerance range of the bone joint, resulting in a sharp pain in the heart, and he could only change his posture according to the movements of the wooden man and bend his waist. The wooden man pinched Zhao Zheng's wrist with one hand, pressed Zhao Zheng's shoulder with the other, and came to Zhao Zheng's back around his body, pulling hard with both hands.

"Oops......" Zhao Zheng grinned in pain, and even heard the sound of "click" coming from his arm, if the wooden man bent down harder, this arm would have to be misaligned.

The wooden man had the absolute upper hand, and after holding this movement for a few breaths, he let go of his hands, took a few steps back, and restarted his stance. It turns out that it doesn't blindly attack and fight, and once the winner is decided, it will back aside.

Zhao Zheng grinned, rubbed his sore shoulder, propped himself up from the ground, and glared at the wooden man.

The wooden man made that provocative gesture again, beckoning to Zhao Zheng, as if to say, "Boy, come and beat me." ”

Zhao Zheng glared, moved his hands and feet twice, and after making sure that his hands and feet were safe, he put on a starting gesture and walked towards the wooden man with renewed strength. This time, he played the twelve-point jīng god and brewed a set of offensive moves in his heart.

When the two sides approached within one meter, Zhao Zheng suddenly pounced, grabbed the wooden man's fingers with both hands, and made a move "Arhat Breaking Branch". As the so-called Ten Fingers Connect Heart, you only need to hold one finger to subdue an enemy, although the wooden man is not a real person, but it must also follow the body structure of a real person.

The wooden man saw that his hands were grabbing him, and he dismantled it unhurriedly, and at the moment when the thumb of his left hand was caught, his left hand was all opened, and Zhao Zheng's hand was held tightly, and his right hand stretched forward and put it on Zhao Zheng's elbow.

Zhao Zheng grinned in pain again, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead, and the joints that were restrained were about to fall apart.

The wooden man succeeded a second time, and stepped aside again.

The thought of sneaking up on the wooden man while the wooden man was retreating flashed through Zhao Zheng's mind, but he immediately dispelled this thought. It's really disgraceful to carry out a sneak attack, not to mention that the wooden man is practicing with him, and now defeating the wooden man is not the goal, practicing well is the goal.

After Zhao Zheng adjusted, he pounced on the wooden man again, and was once again subdued by the wooden man's clever moves, and he couldn't survive even a move. Zhao Zheng and Song Kuaizui have also fought many times with a small grappler, in comparison, the strength of the wooden man is much higher than that of Song Kuaizui, faintly has the realm of the double heaven, and in the use of moves, it is also much better than Song Kuaizuijīng, just like a master who has been immersed in the small grappler for many years.

The higher the strength of the wooden people, the more experience Zhao Zheng can get, so Zhao Zheng is very satisfied with the strength of the wooden people.

……

Twenty minutes passed, and the wooden man was halfway through the fight, and his body suddenly stiffened, and he quickly took a few steps backwards, changing to an honest standing posture.

Zhao Zheng wanted to reach out and grab the wooden man, but he pounced, he was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the wooden man would pause his offensive every twenty minutes. He breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and lay on the ground on all fours. He gasped and recalled in his mind what had just happened. The way the wooden man attacked gave him a lot of inspiration, letting him know the actual combat use of several moves, and how to disassemble them in the face of the enemy's attack.

After Zhao Zheng had almost rested, he felt a little thirsty, stood up, and walked to the supplies by the wall. Halfway through, he saw the bright sunlight outside the window, and his heart moved inexplicably.

The two copies of the Empty Quiet Room and the Dark Cave are all enclosed, and it is impossible to reach the outside world, but this wooden house has many windows, and it seems that it can reach the outside through the windows. Zhao Zheng was curious, walked to the window, and saw that it was white outside, and he couldn't see anything. He raised his hand and stretched out, but before he could reach out the window, he was blocked by an invisible force, and he could no longer enter an inch, it turned out that the copy was still closed, and he couldn't go out at all.

But it's right to think about it, since it's a copy, it's naturally closed, and that's the case in the game, and it should be the case here.

Zhao Zheng let go of the idea of continuing to explore, leaned over and picked up the kettle and poured it violently, sat cross-legged on the ground, and continued to rest.

The twenty-minute break time passed in a flash, and the wooden man in the middle of the room suddenly came to life as if it had been injected with a soul, and twisted his head towards Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng was not afraid, stood up, walked towards the wooden man concentratingly, and put on a posture opposite the wooden man, and the two sides fought back and forth. Although Zhao Zheng understood the use of some moves, he was still too immature and was abused by the wooden man again.

This night, Zhao Zheng entered the wooden man house five times in a row, the first three times adjusted the rest time to twenty minutes, and the last two times, he gritted his teeth and shortened the rest time to ten minutes, which greatly increased the time to fight with the wooden man.

Entering the dungeon five times in a row, if you count it, Zhao Zheng fought with the wooden man for more than ten hours. In the past ten hours, he has been in a passive situation, not even one victory, only one or two luck with the wooden man to dismantle a few moves, but only a few moves, in the end was still caught by the wooden man with both hands.

Although the wooden man is very measured, it is inevitable that he will be injured in the competition, Zhao Zheng has not suffered less in these more than ten hours, if it were not for the fact that after leaving the dungeon, his body would return to the state before entering the dungeon, then his bone frame would have to be scattered.

Since then, Zhao Zheng will take one or two chances to fight with the wooden people every day, and each time he has been mistreated miserably.

In the process of this kind of wrestling and fighting, Zhao Zheng continued to accumulate actual combat experience, he became more and more courageous, and became more and more skillful. Although he still loses every time, he loses more and more beautifully.

……

Noon, sunny noon, in such good weather, it seems that even the autumn wind is not so cold. On the Zhongguan Road in front of the Hongchen Inn, there are a few yellow fallen leaves scattered around, and as soon as the autumn wind passes, those fallen leaves will float up and dance in the air.

Zhao Zheng stood at the door of the inn, looking at Jing Sè in the distance, it was only half a year since the evil man came to stay, and after half a year, whether he stole the "Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutras" or not, he would leave this small place and devote himself to the broader rivers and lakes. He finally came here, of course, he can't waste such a good opportunity, he must have a good time.

Just when Zhao Zheng was thinking like this, there was a sound of horses' hooves at the end of the road, the sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and the kicking and trampling were very crisp.

Zhao Zhengwen heard the prestige and went over, only to see a person and a horse coming leisurely, the horse is a white sè horse, and the person is a red sè person.

Riding a white horse was a girl wearing a short brown with red sè, the girl was not very old, her figure was very small and exquisite, it was estimated that she was fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was the same age as Zhao. The girl in red rode fast, and when she approached the Red Dust Inn, she grabbed the reins and slowed down.

Zhao Zheng kept staring at the girl in red, and only after he got closer did he see the outline of the girl in red.

The girl in red has a "don hair" on her head, this hairstyle is to tie her long hair into two balls, one on the left and one on the right, which looks very playful and cute, and is a common hairstyle for unmarried girls. Her face was covered with a red sè square scarf, and she could not see the lower half of her face, only the part above the bridge of her nose. Her eyes were large and smart, their eyes were pitch black, but the whites of her eyes were so white that there was no trace of impurities, and her eyelashes were curved and curled, like a pair of black feathers. Through the skin of the upper half of her face, you can see that she is a very white girl. Her whiteness is the kind of white that is translucent red, and under the white skin, there is a vigorous ruddyness.

The girl's clothes are like fire, and the person who wears this kind of clothes must be particularly cheerful.

The girl carried a cloth bag on her back, and a red sword that matched her clothes hung from her waist, and a round and shiny red jade was tied to the end of the sword spike.

Such passers-by are really rare, the security in ancient times was very poor, and few women would travel alone. What's more, this is a world where martial arts are rampant, and the level of danger is much higher than that of ordinary ancient times.

This girl is not only single, but also dressed very flamboyantly, which is really conspicuous.

The girl in red rode lightly to the door of the inn, turned over and dismounted, looked at Zhao Zheng's eyes, and asked in a crisp voice, "Are you the second shopkeeper?" ”

"That's right, I'm the shopkeeper. I don't know if the guest officer wants to stay in the hotel or sharpen it? Zhao Zheng greeted with a jīng god.

"Hit the point, eat a meal and go." Hongyi stuffed the reins into Zhao Zheng's hand, "I eat, my horse also eats, you feed it some hay and soybeans, and then feed it some water, don't neglect it." ”

"Don't worry, I will definitely take care of this horse as if it were my daughter-in-law." Zhao Zheng didn't see a girl of the same age, and he spoke a lot more casually. In Pingrì, he came into contact with a group of older people, and he was inevitably a little restrained when he spoke, and he was always polite.

"Hehe, how do you know it's a mare." The girl in red walked into the inn with a smile.

Zhao Zheng led the white horse to the backyard, tied it to the stable, and then hurried back to the inn to greet the girl in red. As long as he is a man, he likes to deal with beautiful girls, and he is no exception.

When the girl in red saw that Zhao Zheng was back, she was not polite, and directly ordered: "Find me a seat by the window, a plate of asparagus and three vegetarian vegetables, a plate of vegetarian mushroom roasted beans, a bowl of pumpkin mung bean soup, and a bowl of rice. ”

"Understood, you come with me." Zhao Zheng led the girl in red to a window seat, and said as she walked, "We don't have asparagus in our store, why don't you change it to vinegared cabbage?" ”

"Country shop, I can't ask too much, just change it." The girl in red said.

Zhao Zheng took the girl to the table, took off the white rag on her shoulder, wiped the seat, and then went to the kitchen to report the name of the dish. He had the heart to greet this girl of the same age himself, so he pushed the job of feeding the horses to other shopkeepers.

After the dish was ready, Zhao Zheng brought several fragrant vegetarian dishes to the table of the girl in red one by one.

"It smells good, better than I expected." The girl in red sniffed at each dish a few times, moved her index finger, and raised her hand to remove the mask from her face.

Zhao Zheng stood aside, holding a tray, deliberately staying to admire the girl's jade face. He subconsciously felt that this girl must be extremely beautiful, which is the habit of all men.