Squeak –

Regardless of the others, in a dense forest in the other world, accompanied by bursts of insect chirping and white light flashing, Zhao Zhou's figure appeared under a big tree.

At the same time, the system also sent a prompt.

【Current World: Three Kingdoms】

Plot time: The end of the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Yellow Turban Uprising.

Arrangement: The Lucky One is a hunter in the mountains. And according to the luck, habits, and strength, you can eat meat every day in the mountains. But he never went out of the mountains to sell prey, and he had no money.

System suggestion: In troubled times, the mountains are safe.

Return time: Return at any time.

Mission: None.

[Reward: Because of experiencing a world, the storage space becomes five cubes]

....

Didi's mechanical sound, when the news of this world is finished.

After Zhao Zhou heard this, he found that there was no so-called system task, so he didn't care, but looked at the surrounding environment a few times, found a big stone in the forest at random to sit down, and took out the boxing cheats from the system space.

In the world before he did not look carefully.

But now there is nothing to do, he opened the pages of the book, and jumped to look at a few graphic move names, and found that Feng Yuxiu really did not lie, that Weng Men really collected the essentials of martial arts.

"Eight poles, Xingyi, gossip, Tai Chi.... As long as it's a martial arts sect that I know, it seems to have a record here..."

Zhao Zhou couldn't put it down, his eyes seemed to be shining, looking through the essentials of martial arts.

Among them, the first page of the beginning of each national art introduces the characteristics of its own sect, and then pays attention to explaining the 'martial virtue, martial cultivation' and so on.

But Zhao Zhou turned it over about before, and found that no matter what kind of national art sect it was, the shots were extremely ruthless, you live or die, and there were few tricks that Ken Ben didn't call at the death hole.

The lightest is also a blow to the joint, serious injury and disability.

This book is said to be a secret book of the old-timers' experience, and it is better to say that the old-timers teach the people who get the books how to kill their opponents quickly through the explanations of their experiences.

"Martial virtue, martial virtue, only if you can live can you talk about virtue and law." Zhao Zhou didn't care about this, turned it over with his big hand, and looked towards the second page.

On the second page, after each sect finished talking about martial virtues, it recorded the basic skills of their sects, as well as some villain portraits, that is, they introduced their respective sects to stand on their feet.

For example, the three-body pose of Xingyi, and the horse step pile of Shaolin.

Each style has its own wonder, and there is a large section of step-by-step explanation below, which is very detailed, and it shows the strength and subtlety of their own genre.

To put it bluntly, the pile strength of each sect is brushing, that is, the focus is different.

Zhao Zhou took a look at the carelessness of several piles, and found that Xingyi focused on boxing to beat people, and the dragon, tiger, bear and other twelve-shaped boxing methods have their own pile method adaptation, and then according to the personal physique to find their own way of standing, instead of standing on the pile, unchanged.

Shaolin Kung Fu is more classified, Zama step practice under the plate, is the most round way, when the time comes to practice the next plate solidly, and then according to what you have learned, ponder by yourself.

Carefully speaking, the standing skills of various sects and factions cannot be said to be strong and weak.

The old-timers just used the characteristics of their own national arts, and after years of hard work, they have developed the best 'brushing' pile method suitable for their own faction.

After all, beating and killing, no matter what moves are used, are all from the 'pile' first.

Just like Zhao Zhou and Feng Yuxiu fighting, he never moved a step, and the Tai Chi pile stood very firmly in the two months of grinding, and his legs were like roots, stuck to the ground.

It is also because there is a wooden word for 'pile', which literally means that the soles of the feet take root, and the force rises from the ground.

If someone else pulls out the root of the soles of your feet and has nowhere to 'borrow strength', then it's better to run quickly, or see if you have a gun in your hand, and a shot 'bursts' the opponent, or wait to be killed by the opponent.

"It's a good thing!"

Zhao Zhou also finished reading these explanations about pile strength, and understood why Senior Yang asked him not to move his feet when he was grinding, and why he didn't easily kick out when he hit someone.

He had some vague guesses, and he didn't think much about it, so he did it.

Now there are books to explain, but I finally understand.

In addition, Feng Yuxiu, who fought with him, learned the mastery of various sects, but he did not stand the pile well, and his shot was like a rootless duckweed, and he couldn't borrow it from the ground.

But in fact, it was Yang Luchan who hadn't had time to teach him footwork.

"It seems. When you go out to compete, you can not only learn the actual combat, the tricks are flexible and changeable, but you can also see through how to practice martial arts. Compare yourself with others and wake up to yourself. ”

After Zhao Zhou finished reading the standing pile, he took a deep breath, did not learn and practice, but reluctantly looked away and closed the book.

Because Yang Luchan once said: I am not afraid of a thousand moves, but I am only afraid of one trick.

Zhao Zhou also knew what it meant, and knew that he couldn't chew it if he was greedy, so he put away the fist sutra and put it in the system space.

"Wait for Tai Chi Jin to circle again, and I have almost figured it out, and then try the secret techniques of other factions. Anyway, the pile strength standing method explained in it is meticulous, and you really have to follow the above practice, and then correct the standing method according to the annotations of these predecessors, and you will definitely be able to find a suitable one. ”

Zhao Zhou pondered and found a reason for himself not to read, and his desire to read was much more stable.

Subsequently.

He stood up, looked around the nearby forest that was not endless, and began to wonder whether he would continue to 'hunt' or go outside after he came to the Three Kingdoms World, and meet those celebrities.

Also when he was thinking as he walked.

After walking about seven or eight hundred distances, there was a sudden 'choking', the sound of the sword unsheathed sounded, and a strong man wearing a cloth coat and covered in blood jumped out from behind a tree fifty meters away, and without saying a word, he slashed towards Zhao Zhou with a knife.

Whew-

There was a sound of breaking wind.

The long knife full of dry blood struck, and the madness in the eyes of the strong man was strong, and he was about to behead Zhao Zhou, who suddenly appeared in the forest, without even a reason.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhou was in a wild forest full of jackals, tigers and leopards, paying attention to the wind and grass around him, and he was also in danger.

He was a little shorter, dodging the sharp blade, before the big man could react, suddenly his mind moved, learning the villain figure he saw on the map just now, following the strength of this short body, twisting his waist and sitting on his hips, driving forward with one arm, and a bear-shaped 'bear backer' was erected by him.

Bang Bang –

It is also Zhao Zhou's 'bear backer' who has never practiced Xingyi, and the shoulder power skills that belong to this move are not familiar at all, this shoulder collided, and the strong man just took off the long knife, fell on his back and crushed some dry branches, covering his chest and gasping for a few breaths.

It's just that he was just lying on the ground, and when he saw that Zhao Zhou was about to kill him, he didn't pant anymore, and hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted, "Grandpa spare his life!"

Step –

Zhao Zhou also stopped stepping out and put away his fist.

And the strong man said, at this time, he saw Zhao Zhou's young appearance, thinking that his title would make this 'master' dislike, so he changed his words again, "Adult, the little one knows his mistakes!" ”

After speaking, he "coughed" a few times, and then he felt a little tightness in his chest, and patted his chest violently, feeling that his heart was very tasteless, as if he was being pinched.

This is because his mood swings are too great, he talks too much, and Zhao Zhou's collision caused him to breathe badly, and he really held his breath.

But his life or death has nothing to do with Zhao Zhou.

Now that Zhao Zhou left him, he was also curious about why the strong man killed him, and he wanted to explore the situation in this world through this person, so as to make future arrangements.

'Smack'

But although Zhao Zhou didn't kill him, he also picked up the long knife of the big man, which can be regarded as confiscating his weapon.

It's just that as soon as he got his hands on it, he found that this knife weighed about seventeen or eighteen pounds, and if he didn't have the strength on his wrist, he really couldn't wield it.

But if this is changed to the weight unit of the Three Kingdoms period, it is nearly forty catties!

And the people who can pick up this kind of weapon are basically famous in the history books!

"Could it be that if you see a random person, you will still be a famous general in the Three Kingdoms period?"

Zhao Zhou was curious, looked at the big man who had taken a few breaths and said, "Who are you?"

"Small...."

When Dahan heard Zhao Zhou's inquiry, and saw that his knife had been picked up, he suddenly had a thrill and didn't dare to hide anything, "The little one was originally an infantry archer under General Li in Xuzhou, and he was ordered by General Huangpu to recruit the Yellow Turban Army. It's a pity that the general was ambushed .... Small.... Small.... Escaped...."

When he said this, he changed his words again, lowered his head, and did not dare to continue.

Because he saw that after General Li died, he hid on the edge of the woods and fled from the battlefield, a veritable deserter, which is not a glorious thing anywhere.

At this time, he was also frightened by Zhao Zhou, so he said that he had leaked his mouth.

And after he fled, he took off his armor, and ran to this forest with only a long knife, wanting to stop a man, take his clothes, cover up the blood on his body, and then think about going home to farm, or do something.

His idea is good, and no one cares about these things in times of war.

Maybe one day he will join the army, and he will be a regular soldier again.

It's just that by coincidence, he happened to meet Zhao Zhou.

It was also his escape all the way, his body was exhausted, not only did he not grab this clothes, but the knife he could sell for a few dollars was also taken down.

"This knife is more than 40 catties, and being able to swing this knife proves that your martial arts must be good, why did you flee?"

After Zhao Zhou knew that the bloodstained man in front of him was a deserter, although he didn't like it, he was still curious if this person was a celebrity in the Three Kingdoms who could be called, so he asked more.

"More than forty pounds?!"

It's just that when the big man heard it, he was puzzled for a few breaths, and said carefully: "How can there be more than forty catties?" My lord, this knife obviously weighs about eighteen catties, and the generals and brothers are equipped with this knife, and the court approves it. And the small ones are also mediocre in martial arts, how can they be called good in martial arts...."

"Eighteen pounds?"

Zhao Zhou didn't hear him continue.

On the contrary, after hearing that the weight unit conversion in this world is exactly the same as the real world, I was a little surprised, and a bizarre thought flashed in my heart.

According to this person, isn't this world a canonical history? Is it really the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Guan Yu and other generals who have been famous for thousands of years are really seventy or eighty catties as mentioned in the book..."

Zhao Zhou thought about it, his eyelids jumped, and he felt that if this thing was true, then the generals who could wield eighty pounds of weapons on horses, and could contain the momentum of horses, and could also fight, had at least a thousand catties of strength!

Otherwise, the horse's momentum, coupled with the weapon, if the usual bone toughness is used, the wrist will not need to be needed at once, and it will be directly twisted and fractured.

Not to mention the strength of a thousand catties of oneself, the strength of a punch is more than a thousand catties.

Just like Zhao Zhou, although he can exert nearly five hundred catties of strength, the strength in his body twists into a strand and explodes in an instant. And the strength that his own arm can lift objects is only about 200 catties, which is much worse than a thousand catties.

If he really fights with those generals at this time, it will be to personally perform it to see if he can reduce ten times with one force, or break a thousand catties by chance.

It's just that. In addition to Guan Yu, they can achieve such strength, ordinary soldiers also have a sword swinging power of more than one or two hundred catties, and the explosive arm strength is at least two or three hundred catties.

This person was also physically exhausted, so he was overturned by Zhao Zhou.

"This world is indeed a little different...."Zhao Zhou thought, looked at this person, and took another breath of fresh air in the forest, "I said how the air in this world is so good, at first I thought it was the fresh air of the forest, but now that I think about it, maybe this is because the oxygen content is too high, and the body is conceived to a kind of boundary beyond the original." ”

In the era of dinosaurs, many creatures became huge, and the strength was calculated in tons, but the amount of oxygen was too high, which moistened the growth environment.

But if you don't talk about science, you don't talk nonsense.

You can also think of air with high oxygen content as a kind of 'aura'.

Think of it this way.

The value of this world with aura is very great! Zhao Zhou may live for a few years, and he will become a big boxer with a thousand catties of power!

"I got a boxing book, and I came to a world with high oxygen content, maybe I can see a lot of good medicines that have been used for years, and then improve the quality of the body strengthening pill."

Zhao Zhou thought about one or two, his mind was lively, and he felt that he had come to the Three Kingdoms, and he had come to the right place!

But before his strength is achieved, he will not deliberately go over to consult those famous generals, after all, he can't beat it, he is uncomfortable, and it is very uncomfortable to hold it in his heart.

"It's better to find a place to hide for a few years, and when you have the power to protect yourself, then go to visit the princes of all parties and ask the world's famous generals!"

Zhao Zhou thought about it, and also arranged his own plan, preparing to wait until the moves in the boxing scripture were almost learned, and the strength was not so far behind those famous generals, and then he was ready to enter the battlefield and hone his martial arts.

It was also when he was thinking.

The strong man clasped the ground tightly with one hand, quietly grabbed a handful of dirt, and seemed to be preparing to raise sand to sneak attack, but he didn't think about killing Zhao Zhou, but prepared to escape.

After all, he had murderous intentions towards Zhao Zhou before, and he was afraid that Zhao Zhou would not let him go. This is also the thinking of a deserter, who does not believe in his comrades, and then gives up his own Tongze.

But.

Regardless of whether he had murderous intent or not, Zhao Zhou would not let him go with the previous decapitation with a knife.

"You still want to sneak up on me."

At this point, the question that should be asked was asked, and the sound of 'hissing' fingers tapping the sand was heard.

Zhao Zhou glanced at this person, and regardless of him, he 'clicked' and kicked his throat.

Things fall.

He strode in one direction, wanting to find a city to live in and start his own practice plan.

Not far either.

Three miles away, he noticed that the woods were sparse and there were a few scattered footprints, and it seemed that people often walked and hunted here.

Walk a few more miles.

A scene outside the forest emerged, and a dirt road also appeared outside the forest with several trees in the shade.

Zhao Zhou also saw a man dressed as a scribe, who was in a hurry to leave.

"Dare to ask, this gentleman, where has the Yellow Turban Rebellion fought now? Where are the untouched cities nearby? ”

When he got out of the forest, he looked at the scholar who was still hurrying ahead, ready to ask for directions.

But again, he didn't think about wading into the troubled waters of the Yellow Turban Army.

Because Zhao Zhou is well versed in the truth that right and wrong are just because he speaks more, and all disasters are due to being strong, he doesn't want to cause so much trouble and disturb his carefree practice plan.

"Yellow Turban thieves everywhere!"

'Scattered' footsteps, the scribe walked in a hurry, not wanting to pay attention to the shouts behind him.

But listening to Zhao Zhou's polite words, he also subconsciously turned his head sideways to take a look, and saw that Zhao Zhou was calm, well-dressed, supple in clothes, and dressed like he was either rich or expensive. Then he also stopped a little, started to make friends, turned around and half-hunched his waist, put his hands together, and saluted as if he was holding a fist: "This.... Mr! ”

As he spoke, he saw that Zhao Zhou also hugged his fists and saluted, feeling that he was not wrong, and then he was a little anxious, and said in a faster tone: "The Yellow Turban Army is powerful, but the army of my Han Dynasty has not arrived, so those thieves have hit here, and I have also received a letter from a friend, knowing that a town in Xuzhou has not been affected by the war, so I am here."

The scribe said, seeing that Zhao Zhou's footsteps did not move, but his tone became more and more anxious, "Time is short, if this gentleman doesn't mind, why don't you talk to Zai Xia and while walking?" The province is being caught up by thieves! ”

"Okay." Zhao Zhou also didn't know where to go, so following the scribe's meaning, the two began to run together.

It's just that Zhao Zhou is looking for a place to cultivate, and he is not in a hurry at all.

But this scribe is fleeing for his life, he is in a hurry, urging all the way.

But there were no accidents on the way, and under the constant nonsense of the scribes, the two of them had a long journey.

Seven days later, they arrived in a small town in Xuzhou.