Chapter 36 (Tiger Son's Resistance)
In the void, Zhao Xintong grabbed a handful of charms out of nothing and threw them at Huzi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info The spell fluttered through the sky, but no attack was made. Everyone was still hesitating, and then Zhao Xintong suddenly appeared in front of Huzi and punched Huzi in the nose.
"Instant transfer!" Qi Xiaoxuan's heart sank, and he secretly said that Huzi's trip was more auspicious.
Sachiko on the other side also had her eyes rolling, the corners of her mouth grinning wider, looking at the two people on the field playfully, and she was satisfied with the game with an eyebrow.
It's strange to say, wherever the spell flies, Zhao Xintong can go. The spells scattered all over the sky fell around Huzi, and in an instant, it seemed that thousands of Zhao Xintong were attacking him - every place where the spell fell, a figure of Zhao Xintong appeared back, fighting at him with hand-to-hand combat and bare hands;
One blow, one turn, another blow, and then another turn, the spell has not been used up, and the tiger is already covered in bruises. Although Huzi is born resistant, but the cultivation days are short, the true qi is limited, and the blow to Zhao Xintong just now has been out of strength, and at this moment, he no longer has the strength to parry, so he can only rely purely on skin and flesh as armor, protect his head and internal organs, and roll all over the ground in the field.
There was a lot of talking.
"Does his spell not want money?"
"This son, looking polite, but he doesn't want to be so vicious. β
"That's it, I didn't expect this little white face to really have two hits. It seems that today's little gangster is going to save his life. β
Sachiko squinted at the two in the room, smiling more and more satisfied.
Zhao Xintong stood in the middle of the field and returned to a somewhat commanding appearance. He straightened his cuffs, walked up to Huzi, and said, "Stinky hairy monkey, can you take it now?"
Huzi had already stood up at this moment, bent his back slightly, and said, "Jinghui sneak attack, what kind of righteous man and gentleman." β
Zhao Xintong smiled knowingly, raised her eyebrows and said, "Then I will let you see what real strength is." β
The words were still in his ears, Zhao Xintong rushed up, and he didn't see any teleportation spells he used anymore, but made a hand-to-hand fight, and the move fell on the vital point. No matter how rough the skin and thick flesh of the tiger are, he can't help but be crushed naked by such a disparity in strength. After only three moves, he retreated to the sidelines, panting and unable to stand up.
Qi Xiaoxuan was a little anxious when he saw this, but he was stopped by the eldest master.
Zhao Xintong stepped forward, stepped on Huzi's chest, and sneered: "Little hairy monkey, tell me to spare my ancestors, and I will spare you from death." β
Although Huzi was lying on the ground, his eyes were full of expressions of unyielding, and he stared at Zhao Xintong fixedly at the moment: "Hmph!
Zhao Xintong curled the corners of her mouth and said, "It's a bit backbone." As he spoke, he lifted his foot, followed by a more violent one.
Who knew that Huzi actually turned over and dodged the blow, rolled around on the ground, and quickly jumped up, saying, "Come again!" said and retreated, but he stumbled, but still stood on his heels calmly.
Zhao Xintong restrained her smile, nodded and said, "Look at you as a gangster, I didn't expect you to be a man." Although the words of appreciation were on the lips, the movements were not half slow, and the palm was pushed out, and the tiger was unavoidable.
But it was another missed palm.
Zhao Xintong didn't react yet, and was about to withdraw this palm, but he felt a burst of the breath of the little gangster behind him, and then his body was hugged tightly, and he only felt a dull pain in his chest.
In an instant, Zhao Xintong's mind seemed to be blank, no longer running, no longer thinking, and only letting his body be taken to the ground by Huzi.
[On the way here, after pulling the cart for two hours]
Huzi sat breathlessly on one side of the wheelbarrow with his back against the cart. Qi Xiaoxuan stood aside, far away from the wheelbarrow, showing a look of disgust.
The eldest man jumped in front of Huzi, shook a pen, and said, "What, I can't stand it for two hours?"
"You stinky broom! try it yourself!" If it weren't for the fact that the eldest master was his new master, Huzi might not have tossed him - now he has already carried the eldest master's pen in his heart tens of millions of times.
"How can you speak, stinky boy, I'm your master! Not to mention how many years of cultivation have you been cultivating, and you still need to do this kind of rough work?"
Huzi slandered: Then I deserve to be a cow and a horse to pull a cart for you? But he didn't say what was in his heart.
"However, I do have a soil resistance cultivation method here, which can allow you to improve your resistance in a short period of time. β
"Then you can stop pulling the car?" Huzi looked at the big man with starry eyes.
"Well... When you finish practicing, you can naturally not pull. "The old man and the old god are shaking on the ground, and the two tigers are warping one after another.
"Teach me quickly, teach me quickly!" Huzi looked at the eldest master pitifully, but heard Qi Xiaoxuan next to him secretly laugh twice, so he turned his head to look at his senior brother. And Qi Xiaoxuan was standing beside him with a solemn face, as if nothing had happened.
"Hey, Xiao Xuanxuan, what's wrong with you? Are you not satisfied with my master's opening of a small stove for me?"
"Don't dare, don't dare. You go on. With that, Qi Xiaoxuan lowered his head and tidied up his clothes.
The old man said, "Well, have you seen the mound over there?"
Huzi turned his head and saw some clods and stones scattered under the shade of the trees next to him: "See, what's wrong?"
"Go, stand over there. Huzi stood up slowly, greedy for the beauty of his sitting position.
"Stand still. Well, yes, that's it. Now pick up a clod of dirt... Yes, yes. - Smash it on the head. β
"What?!"
"Smash it on the head. β
"Old Zamao, are you kidding me?" Huzi jumped like thunder.
Qi Xiaoxuan, who had been silent on the side, spoke: "The eldest master is naturally serious. There's no better way to train your resistance than to practice constantly. You've just pulled the cart for so long, but it's just a strength exercise. And now that you have the strength, use clods of earth to do resistance exercises, and use local materials, there is nothing more suitable. When you are attacked, you must condense the true qi in your body and resist the attack of the clods. Besides, in this way, the weight of the shot is all in your own hands, and no one will hurt you. β
Huzi looked at the serious Qi Xiaoxuan, and was speechless for a while, just looked at him with tears in his eyes, and the figure of his mother appeared in his heart: Devils! They are all devils! What kind of ghost animal methods are these abusive methods!!
Even though there were tens of millions of reluctance in his heart, Huzi still complied.
And the eldest master said on the side: "You count it yourself, smash it all over five hundred yuan, and you can rest today." β
"What?!"
"Do it or not?"
"-smack-" "One!"
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[Half an hour later]
The tiger is spread out in the shade of the tree, lying on his back into a "big" character. Near the roots of the trees around him, the clods of soil have all been scattered, leaving deep and shallow holes, and I don't know how the tiger trampled on this area. I only know that the soil near the roots of this tree has been turned over well today, and it must be growing even more gratifying in the next few days.
Huzi looked at the sunlight pouring down between the leaves, and felt that life was so beautiful for the first time. It seems that in a daze, I dreamed of the scene when I was a child. Mom was cooking for herself in her apron, and she was jumping around the yard and grabbing a little frog.
"Quackβ"
Huzi turned his head to look to the left, where Qi Xiaoxuan and the eldest master were resting on the other side of the tree. Look at the right, there is really a frog jumping out of the grass, not afraid of people, and landing directly on the belly of the tiger.
Huzi grinned and held the frog in front of him, looking at his fat body, feeling very fond.
"Haha, Dudu, are you here for me?"
"You know I'm just like you, right?"
"I don't have a strong body or sharp teeth, and I still scream like this, I don't know if I'm going to be eaten one day, right?"
"It's pathetic... It's really like me!" he said, holding a frog tightly in his arms.
The frog was frightened, and with a flying body jumped out of the tiger's arms, and continued into the grass.
"Don't run, toot!"
Huzi was about to chase after him, but he saw a flower mang, the thickness of his own arm, and his movements were quick and sensitive, and he swallowed Dudu into his stomach when he opened his bloody mouth, and poor Dudu didn't even make a sound, so he died in the belly of the snake.
"Doodoo!" "Doodoo, little buddy-like doodle.
However, before the tiger had time to seek revenge on the mang, he saw that the python's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and it was swelling and rounder, and it was bulging as quickly as a cowhide raft, and it was almost burstingβ"Bang-"βno, it had already exploded...
Huzi watched dumbfounded as Dudu jumped out of the snake's belly unharmed, although there were scattered blood stains on his body, he was obviously not injured in the slightest, and he did not look frightened.
And what happened next made Huzi feel incredible. I saw that the frog jumped to the side of the snake in a leisurely manner, opened its mouth and ate it, and swallowed all the snake meat into its mouth in two bites.
βγγγ This... β
"I see!"
"It turns out that Xiao Dudu's appearance is simply attracting prey. Wait until the prey is tricked by it and devour it, and then swell its body to burst the prey. In this way, prey can be caught even without a strong body and sharp teeth. Little Dudu, you're so smart!"
"In this way, the real resistance... β
"The real resistance is to make yourself look weak and harmless, let the enemy relax their vigilance, and then you can easily kill the opponent!"