Chapter 64: So You Stole My Family's Sword!
At the same time that Shu Huizhi asked Zeng Qingwu for help, those attendants also rushed up at the same time and launched an attack on Zeng Yihao.
"Beat him! Beat him hard! Beat him flat!" Brother Qiang, who fell to the ground, yelled angrily, wishing that his brothers would immediately beat Zeng Yihao into a meat patty to relieve the hatred in his heart.
This waste actually made himself lose face in front of his son, it's really damned!
Many neighbors who had friendships with the Zeng family couldn't bear to close their eyes. Besieged by this group of battle-hardened fierce gods, Brother Hao has no combat experience, where can he be the enemy?
"It's over...... Brother Hao is in trouble this time!"
"Alas, why bother? The Zhao family is not Liu Tou'....... ”
They could already imagine Zeng Yihao's tragic situation later. It's a pity that although they are very sympathetic, the other party is Zhao Huizhao, a member of the Zhao family, and they are powerless even if they want to help.
Soon, the neighbors who closed their eyes heard the extremely loud sound of four heavy objects falling to the ground.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Hmmm, no! Why are there four sounds? Even if Brother Hao is beaten badly, at most it is just one sound!" The strange crowd quickly opened their eyes and saw a scene that made them stunned again.
Zeng Yihao stood majestically, the clothes on his body were not a little messy, and the four attendants who should have enjoyed the fight were all lying in different directions, covering their chests and abdomen in pain in the flying dust.
It was Zeng Yihao who defeated four people in one move!
Previously, Zeng Yihao was called to be a strong brother's attendant in one move, which was enough to surprise and shock everyone, but I didn't expect that this time I would lose in four seconds, and I simply dropped my eyes!
Those low-level martial artists who didn't close their eyes were even more surprised. Everyone knows that although Zeng Yihao was a third-order Xuanzhi before, he rarely fought with others, and he was beaten, and the only time he fought was the battle with Liu Yuan a few days ago, and it was impossible for his father to drag his poisonous body to practice with him every day, it stands to reason that Zeng Yihao's combat experience should be extremely lacking.
But just now, they saw very clearly that Zeng Yihao was not fighting hard with that strong brother like before, but very skillfully grasped the flaws and gaps in the four people's shots, and defeated in seconds with a very neat move!
The speed and response were far beyond everyone's expectations, and they were very sophisticated, very crisp, and very fast!
Zeng Qingwu, who was sitting at the door of the bedroom, smiled very happily, and there was already a kind of satisfaction in his eyes that his son had become a weapon.
How many years, how many disappointments, how many times hate iron and steel, how many times of helpless sighing!
God knows that he was already a little discouraged waiting for this moment, but in the end, God still heard his prayer and made him wait!
The son who used to be cowardly and timid is gone, but now, the son is not only brave and clever, but also has a very strong talent for fighting!
"My good son, you are finally ...... lived up to your mother's expectations!"
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"Cut! I thought you were so powerful, but in fact, it was like this, vulnerable!" Zeng Yihao glanced coldly at Zhao Huizhao, who was also in a daze, and said disdainfully, and his confidence increased.
In the morning of the past few days, in the first-level martial arts training room of Tongbaofang, he was not abused in vain, he made rapid progress, and he had already been able to fight with the puppet of the fifth-order Xuantu for hundreds of moves without being defeated. Tongbaofang's carefully made training puppets, their dexterity, speed, and skills are far from being comparable to the Zhao family's attendants, although these attendants are more skillful, but in Zeng Yihao's eyes, the speed is not ordinarily slow, and there are many flaws between the moves, so Zeng Yihao defeated them without any difficulty.
I have to admit that although the battle puppet of Tongbaofang is extremely realistic, it is far less enjoyable than hitting a real flesh and blood body!
Zhao Huizhao's pupils shrank, he was ashamed and angry, and he shouted violently: "How many of you are stupid? You can't do it with four to fight one? Do you want Young Master Ben to take action personally? Give it to me again!"
The four squires who were on the ground suddenly trembled in their hearts, and then, one of the fifth-order Xuan disciples struggled to get up, and with a "bang", he pulled out the sword he was wearing at his waist: "Brothers, guy!"
If you can't win with your bare hands, then use your weapons and always take down this kid!
guys?
The onlookers suddenly shook slightly, understanding that Zhao Huizhao was really annoyed and angry this time, and moved to kill, and some timid people immediately hid far away, and shouted at the same time.
"Alas, Brother Hao, Zhao Dagongzi is not something you can carry strongly, so let's admit defeat quickly!"
"Yes, yes, isn't it just a gate? If it's broken, just go back and repair it again, don't anger Zhao Dagongzi!"
"Surrender quickly! It's not worth it to be injured for a little thing!"
The persuasion of the neighbors made Zeng Yihao feel a little moved, but the weapons shown by the four servants of the Zhao family made his pupils shrink suddenly, and then, the killing intent suddenly appeared.
Whether it is in his past life or in this life, Zeng Yihao hates those who disregard life.
"Looking at Zhao Huizhao's temper, I'm afraid that there will be no fewer warriors who will die in the hands of these people!"
"Joke, you have a weapon, Lao Tzu doesn't?" Zeng Yihao's wrist quickly pulled out the five-grade Qingxu sword from the traitor of Tongbaofang that he was wearing on his waist, and after holding a beautiful sword flower in his hand, he directly met the four of them, looking at the direction and timing to slash left and right.
He didn't believe that the Zhao family would be so generous in giving these practitioners weapons above the fourth grade, so the sharpness of the Qingxu Sword was enough to deal with it. Although he has not systematically practiced swordsmanship, he has watched so many martial arts dramas in his previous life, and he still understands the most basic moves of swordsmanship.
"Qiang Qiang!" But hearing the sound of metal falling to the ground, it was just two breaths of effort, and the weapons in the hands of several practitioners had all been cut off by the Qingxu Sword, leaving only the master holding the broken half in place and in a daze.
Oh, no, it's not just the owner who is in a daze, but also the neighbors who are watching, as well as Zhao Huizhao, who thinks highly of himself, and Shu Huizhi, who is still hiding behind Zeng Yihao, are all looking at the mutilated weapons on the ground in a daze.
What a sharp sword!
This is the feeling of everyone, especially Zhao Huizhao.
As the eldest young master of the Zhao family and one of the next heirs, Zhao Huizhao knew very well that the weapons of the few attendants around him were the six-grade green willow green leaf sword that he was accustomed to, and he might cut the long sword and long knife in it, but it was impossible to cut another long axe and heavy knife so easily.
And the green willow and green leaf sword is already the best grade in the Zhao family's hidden swords.
Zhao Huizhao quickly came back to his senses, and was suddenly shocked, angry and jealous.
This little waste is obviously inferior to himself in terms of family background, strength and qualifications, but he still has such a good sword?!
No, how could such a sword remain in the hands of a little waste? It wasn't a tyrant? He didn't know anything about swords!
Zhao Huizhao's eyes flashed with greed, and he immediately thought of an idea, and immediately shouted: "Okay, you Zeng waste, I said where did my sword go, it turned out that you stole it! You are so bold, you dare to come to my house to steal the sword!"