Chapter Seventy-Seven: Borrowing Someone to Hurt Someone
Speaking of which, in this world, there are countless poor people who can't even reveal the pot in their homes, and there are also many high-ranking officials with complete money and power.
Speaking of the Northeast Zhang family, in ancient terms, Ken is really a big family. This Zhang family naturally has nothing to do with the Northeast Zhang family in the tomb robbery notes, but in terms of strength and power alone, it can be compared with the Zang family in the mountain gate outside Chengdu Mansion.
Chengdu and his entourage probably knew that this Zang family was not a famous and decent family, and even the sword went sideways, but this Zhang family was a martial arts family to the outside world. When it comes to this area of martial arts in Changchun in the northeast, almost everyone knows it.
In recent years, the times have changed, and the Zhang family no longer abides by the rules, and opened a martial arts hall near the university, and the courses taught in the martial arts hall are different from the Western martial arts judo, karate, etc., which are the most traditional Taijiquan, Xingyi boxing, Wuxing boxing, Baguazhangzhi and so on.
On the day of school, the martial arts hall recruited a large number of students, Jiang Yao followed to see it once under the pull of the self-cooked single hang......
"Ready now?" A middle-aged man came out of the depths of the cemetery, and his simple voice made people wonder if it was from the depths of darkness.
"Zhang Jin, you'd better get out of here, it's none of your business." As soon as he arrived at the cemetery, Lao Liu noticed that something was abnormal, and he was in front of everyone, waiting for the person who came out of the darkness.
Zhang Jin? This name kept circling in Jiang Yao's mind, and it wasn't until he saw the middle-aged man completely reveal his body from the darkness that he dared to confirm that this was the head of the Zhangjia Martial Arts Pavilion.
This figure of nine meters away, in the late autumn night, wearing a sleeveless vest and a pair of traditional martial arts trousers, revealing the muscles of his arms, can not be said to be in the right year.
"Master Liu, I don't care so much, I only know that if it is beneficial to our Zhang family, I will definitely do it, offend." The man walked in front of everyone, and a rainbow-like momentum of a person who practiced martial arts followed. And the burly figure of this man in the darkness is like a night djinn, full of terrifying power.
"Master Liu......"
Yang Jinghui stretched out his hand to grab Lao Liu in front of him, and his eyes signaled. Although Lao Liu understood, he still reached out and took Yang Jinghui's arm away and took a few steps towards Zhang Jin.
"Then ask for advice." Lao Liu clenched his fists with both hands and gave Zhang Jin enough face.
Zhang Jin also returned the courtesy.
After the salute, the two fought with punches and kicks.
Speaking of cultivators, the exercises are free, but Yang Jinghui's Taoism and kung fu are not very related, and Xiaoqian is a young junior who doesn't know much, and Jiang Yao is just watching the fight and is addicted to it. It's the ancient road that is also good at kung fu, and it's a relish to watch.
However, everyone's worries did not deviate in the slightest, after all, the age difference between the two people was nearly half, and even Jiang Yao understood it well.
After more than a dozen rounds, the two sides did not go all out, but the two also wiped each other's bottoms.
Zhang Jin rushed vigorously, full of strength, and a single heavy punch was difficult for ordinary people to support.
Lao Liu Liqiao, although he is old, but with his rich fighting experience over the years, he is just a clever person, and when he deals with Zhang Jinlai, there is a sense of stubborn monkey playing with trees.
Zhang Jin punches and palms, kicks and moves feet, all kinds of palms, fists, legs, and feet are used together, which can be described as the same name for muscles and bones, fists and feet, and a mixture of martial arts. Obviously, Zhang Jin, who is comfortable with kung fu, can afford the status of the Zhang family as a family member. But people who practice martial arts have a big taboo is height, height is an advantage in fighting, it can only be said that the higher the worse, the real martial arts, pay attention to mobility, height is a taboo, but Zhang Jin in the increasingly fierce struggle, but the clumsy show is clumsy, so that the kung fu skills.
Lao Liu still relied on skill, four or two thousand catties, palms to dodge palms, fists to turn into fists, a sideways kick over, even drilled through the crotch, and the backhand could also return a blow on the back. Due to the height gap, Lao Liu even picked the lower three ways of this tall man, specializing in his crotch, waist, knee joints and other key points. It's just that with the passage of time and the consumption of physical strength, Lao Liu's physical strength gradually ran out of strength.
Everyone is looking at it, and the more than ten rounds and dozens of rounds of struggle make people not only worried about Lao Liu's comfort, but also afraid that the master behind him will secretly do it.
"Young man, don't break the rules, not to mention that you are not an opponent." Gu Lutong's big sword was stuck in the ground, and he stretched out his hand to stop Yang Jinghui, who was in a hurry.
Of course, Lao Liu's Taoism is the top existence among this cultivators. In terms of kung fu, although his physical strength is not as good as that of young people, so many years of experience have made him more capable and powerful.
Zhang Jin has always attacked more and defended less, although he did not take advantage of a few more points, but he suffered a lot of fist and leg injuries.
Although Lao Liu defended more and attacked less, due to his age, his sharp movements were still slowed down.
The duel between masters, the fierce battle in the dark for three days and three nights, that is nonsense in the novel. In reality, the duel between two martial artists can be determined in dozens of minutes at most.
"It's coming." Gu Lutong said in a low voice, and the anxiety in his eyes that had not faded gradually disappeared in the words.
With Gu Lutong's words, looking at the two people who were entangled, Zhang Jin threw a heavy punch and hit Lao Liu's left chest.
Lao Liu did not fall to the ground with the thrust of the powerful punch, but kicked his legs to take advantage of the momentum and choked Zhang Jin's throat.
"It's flat." Gu Lutong held the giant sword and said.
"Flat?" Everyone saw it really.
But Lao Liu seemed to be deflated, let go of his choked hands and claws, and his feet left Zhang Jin's arched thighs and fell to the ground.
"Master Liu, I agreed." Zhang Jin didn't take advantage of the situation anymore, but helped Lao Liu up, bowed and said.
Everyone caught up and helped Lao Liu to retreat. But as soon as he got up, Lao Liu spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Lao Liu, you still have a relationship with him, just go down with that claw, at least get rid of a disaster." Gu Lu was in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to lift his sword and go up to avenge the injured Lao Liu.
"Okay, he's also forced to let him go." Lao Liu broke away from everyone's support, leaned against the big tree behind him, and reached out to wipe the blood that had not yet dried.
"Master Liu, I'm so offended." Zhang Jin didn't step forward for half a minute, he was still in place, bowing again.
"Offend your mother." Jiang Yao saw that Lao Liu was injured, and his heart was full of anger, so he couldn't help but say anything, and he didn't let others pay attention, and rushed towards Zhang Jin.
"Little brother, the contest between me and Master Liu, so far, has nothing to do with you."
Jiang Yao punched down, but was completely easily covered by Zhang Jin's big hand. Before Zhang Jin could exert himself, Jiang Yao had already endured the pain and gritted his teeth.
"Let him go, if you want to come, I will come." Gu Lutong no longer cared about Lao Liu, and pulled out the big sword from the soil, his short stature exuding a powerful murderous aura. For a while, he had to ignore the rules and hold a weapon to deal with Zhang Jin who was empty-handed.
"Ancient Road! You put it down for me! Lao Liu shouted anxiously, and spit out another mouthful of blood.
"Hey, hey, I'll listen to you." Gu Lutong looked back and saw Lao Liu's blood coming out of his mouth, and he lost his arrogance in an instant.
Before others could speak, Zhang Jin had already let go of his hands and turned to leave.
"Here's the cheat you want, go down."
Jiang Yao, who was standing closest to Zhang Jin, looked at it, and a voice came from the darkness, and then handed over a thread-bound yellow pages book to Zhang Jin.
It turned out that Zhang Jin, who was desperately fighting with Lao Liu, was precisely for this Qimen cheats that were rumored to be able to integrate hundreds of martial arts, and of course for the entire Zhang family......
What a martial idiot.
"Liu Huanbai, sure enough, it is Liu Huanbai, the Taoism is profound, affectionate and righteous." The speaker gradually walked to the open space, but it was an old man of seventy or eighty years old. The old man was too old, with long silver-white hair draped over his shoulders, and his dry body was covered with gray-black old Taoist robes, giving people a sense of decay in the last years.
"Who are you?" Jiang Yao expected that although this person was old, it was not a good thing.
"Who am I? I'm the one who laid it out! Hahaha, Master Liu? Your Flying Dragon Soul Locking Array is really a wonderful and wonderful formation, and it took me ten years of Yang Shou to break it. It's also thanks to me that I asked the Zhang family to hurt you, so that we don't kill each other, hahahaha. The old man clapped his hands as he spoke, and a kind of expected pride leaped on his withered old face. And those ten years of life were like a worn-out bicycle thrown away to him – to put it mildly.
"Who the hell do I ask you are?" Jiang Yao, who was ignored, was even more angry, pointing at the old man's nose and scolding.
"I am the one who laid out the layout, I destroyed this dragon tail lineage, and it was my wife who was buried in the center of this cemetery. Ah, it's also fate, it happens to be born in the lunar year, the moon and the cloud, and being buried here can not only rely on the dragon vein to nourish and resurrect, but also destroy the dragon vein, destroy the world, and ruin all this! The old man with his hair scattered suddenly leaned towards Jiang Yao in front of him, and the wrinkles like dead wood bark seemed to clamp Jiang Yao to death. And the old man's crazy words only left despair for this world......
"Master Liu?" Xiao Qian and Yang Jinghui listened to this, and looked at Lao Liu and stopped.
Lao Liu shook his head and let out a long sigh.
"Stop it." Lao Liu finally spoke.
"Stop?" The old man stopped his crazy words, and instead pushed Jiang Yao in front of him with one palm, and flew towards Lao Liu.
Xiao Qian, Yang Jinghui, and Gu Lutong saw that the old man was menacing, and they all protected Lao Liu.