In other people's territory, no matter how bold Zhao Rang was, he didn't dare to sleep peacefully, and always kept two points of energy to pay attention to the movements in the house and across the courtyard.

I don't know how many days it took, the treetops in the courtyard swayed slightly, disturbing the sparse moon shadows cast on the window lattice, and it should be the wind.

Zhao Rang didn't close the window, he didn't like to be too quiet when he slept. If there is no sound at all, it will make him unable to sleep.

The gust of wind came through the window, blew through the bed, and fell on him very softly.

This feeling was so comfortable that Zhao Rang smacked his lips, turned over, and changed from lying on his side to facing the sky on his back.

But it was not only the wind that came in through the window, but also a shadow.

The shadow deliberately kept the speed of the wind so that no one in the room would notice it.

The most important thing is that this shadow is as gentle as the wind.

After the wind fell through the bed tent and fell on Zhao Rang's body to disappear and become invisible, this shadow also quietly fell on the table.

Table Mountain has Zhao Rang's unfinished Western Regions Spring.

Zhao Rang didn't open his eyes, but he already felt the "qi" in the room change.

Everything in heaven and earth has its own qi, even dead things in the eyes of ordinary people.

Whether there is a table in a room or a table with two chapters is completely different. Those who have advanced martial arts cultivation do not even need to open their eyes to see, just by feeling the changes in their spiritual qi, they can have an extremely clear grasp of the surrounding environment.

With Zhao Rang's martial arts cultivation, it stands to reason that he can't fully grasp the flow and change of this qi, but he is talented in this way, since the first time he holds the knife, he can feel the qi transmitted from the handle of the knife to his hand, and try his best to adjust himself to fit it.

This kind of talent has allowed him to cultivate in the martial arts so far, and he has hardly encountered peace and obstacles.

Others call this sudden feeling an epiphany, but Zhao Rang's epiphany can be done almost all the time.

Therefore, although this shadow tried its best to match the speed and weight of the wind, it forgot that its own qi was completely different from that of the wind.

For this uninvited guest who came to visit all night, Zhao Rang did not choose to expose it immediately.

Because he already knew from the qi of this shadow that he was not a member of the Admiralty Dart Game.

The dart masters of the Admiralty Dart Bureau, after day after day of darts, have a tendency to merge with each other.

And at first glance, this person feels that it is complicated.

It's like an old talent who writes letters for someone on the street corner, who seems to be erudite, but in fact he has a shallow taste.

Coupled with the fact that this shadow was not malicious or murderous, Zhao Rang continued to be quiet, wanting to see what he wanted to do.

The shadow stood at the table for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, and leaned over to the mouth of the altar to smell it.

After smelling it a few times, I felt that it was still not enjoyable, so I simply picked up the jar and poured it directly into my mouth.

The shadow mastered the strength very well, and with such a big movement, Zhao Rang was stunned and didn't hear a sound.

After a few big sips, Shadow put down the jar in satisfaction.

But then I was sad again......

Although his movements were so light that they didn't make a sound, there was no way for the lighter jar to return to its original state.

After a long silence, the shadow saw the basin of water in the room.

Just as he was walking towards the basin with the wine jar, Zhao Rang couldn't hold back any longer, a carp stiffened, rolled down from the bed, stood upright, and shouted at the shadow:

"You dare!"

Shadow Shock!

In a panic, the wine jar slipped from his hand, and he was about to fall to the ground and shatter.

Zhao Rang's legs were slightly bent, his feet suddenly exerted force, kicked on the ground, and threw himself towards the wine jar, saying that he couldn't let the jar fall to the ground.

But in the eyes of the shadow, this scene felt that Zhao Rang was desperate to sacrifice his life to rush towards him!

In a hurry, the shadow raised his leg and kicked the wine jar to the side, and slammed it on the wall.

The whole room shook slightly, as if drunk by the rich aroma of wine.

Zhao Rang glanced at the cracked wine jar, enslaved Dasheng, and killed this shadow!

Then I twisted my body, hooked my toes at the head of the bed, and pulled the ring knife out of the sheath, and I was in my hand.

With one exhale and one inhalation of the sword, Zhao Rang slashed several swords to the left and right sides of the shadow, sealing the direction of his dodge, forcing him to face his blade head-on.

But this shadow didn't want to hide at all from the beginning, he stretched out his arms, clenched his fists, opened his bow left and right, and smashed Zhao Rang's fart with a few punches.

Seeing this, Zhao Rang knew that he was meeting his opponent and didn't dare to be careless, so he immediately took a few steps back and distanced himself from the opponent.

After all, he has a knife in his hand, and he only has a fist.

Although some don't talk about martial arts, but an inch is long and an inch is strong, not to mention that this shadow comes uninvited, not to mention stealing his own wine, and smashing the wine jar, so there is no need to be reasonable.

But from Fang Cai's shadow's punch, Zhao Rang noticed something unusual.

The shadow boxing method is similar to the "rigid body boxing" of the Zhang family in the north.

The Zhang family in the north stands with the fist method, and the sword of the Zheng family and the knife of the Zhang family are known as the three uniques of the north.

The "Rigid Body Fist" is similar to the Golden Bell Jar of the Admiralty Dart Bureau, which is an extremely strong outer door horizontal kung fu. But the difference is that the Golden Bell Jar pursues the invulnerability of the flesh and skin, while the "Rigid Body Fist" can practice the joints in the body that are not soft to the extent that King Kong is comparable to the sword.

When an ordinary person punches out, the gap in the joint will involuntarily contract, so as to relieve the force of the shock.

The "rigid body fist" is connected to the vastness, which can compress the gap at the joint to the minimum when punching, and at the same time bless the weak place with strength, so that the entire fist and the arm are integrated, which greatly increases the strength and power of the fist.

A senior of the Zhang family, once accepted a disciple surnamed Wu, and only passed on some of the fur of this fist, and this disciple killed a fierce tiger weighing more than 300 catties with his bare hands on the hill.

In view of this, Zhao Rang did not hesitate to hold the knife with both hands, and used fifty percent of his strength to slash at the front of the shadow from top to bottom.

This knife looks a little bulky, but it is as famous as the Zhang family's "rigid body fist", the Zhao family's "four-stage knife"

According to the structure of the human body, the "four-stage knife" divides the internal trachea of the body into three sections.

The heart and lungs above the diaphragm are the upper segments. Diaversely, above the umbilicus is the middle section. The lower part of the umbilicus is everywhere.

The fourth section is to mobilize the power of the three sections, blend and smelt, and turn into a new section, which greatly improves the strength of each knife on the basis of the three sections, making it infinite in horizontal and vertical slashing power.

The shadow also saw the difference in Zhao Rang's knife.

He spread his feet shoulder-width apart, bent his knees and tied the sackcloth, his hands into fists, and his elbows and his fists under his ribs.

When the blade approached, the right fist was blasted out directly, the center of the fist was to the left, and the other punch was still held at the waist and was ready to attack.

As soon as the fist came into contact with the blade, Zhao made the tiger's mouth shake violently, and the only resistance that had never been seen before came.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow turned his fist into a palm, his wrist was raised, as if grasping something, and his five fingers exerted force, pinching Zhao Rang's knife body from the back of the knife, and the dream pulled backwards.

This change Zhao Rang was unexpected, staggered a few steps under his feet, and almost fell.

Fortunately, he loosened his shoulders forward in time, and with the force of the shadow's pull, while stabilizing his body, the blade slashed straight at the opponent's wrist, forcing the shadow to let go.

If Zhao Rang's reaction was a little slower and instantaneous, he would definitely be pulled closer by him. When the time comes, the advantage of having a knife in your hand will no longer exist.

And the punch of the shadow party was exactly what it did.

First resist most of Zhao Rang's fierceness with his fist, and wait for the momentum to be exhausted before exerting his strength, so as to shorten the distance between the two and completely break Zhao Rang's blade.

I didn't expect Zhao Rang's experience of facing the enemy to be so old-fashioned, and he was still able to stabilize his heart after falling into a decline, and he was still invincible with his strength.

After a moment of pranayama, Zhao Rang's right arm was slightly raised to his chest again, the handle of the knife in his hand was lying horizontally, and the tip of the knife rushed straight forward.

"Stop! Stop, stop! ”

"Stop fighting...... I'm not a bad person! ”

Seeing that Zhao Rang was about to change his move again, the shadow immediately raised his hands above his head and shook them again and again.

"They're all here to steal, and they're not bad guys?"

Zhao Rang gritted his teeth and said.

He's not a stingy guy, but he hates wasting things the most.

Especially a waste of wine!

If this person is simply addicted to alcohol, and if he drinks it, he will drink it, and Zhao Rang will never say anything. As a drinker, he knew it was a bad feeling.

But it was not enough for the person in front of him to steal his best Western Regions Spring, and even wanted to mix water into it to cover up his stealing, and in the end, the jar fell to pieces, and the more Zhao Rang thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't want to give the other party room to ease at all!

"I'm not a bad person, I'm here to get something!"

The shadow argued.

Zhao Rang subconsciously glanced at the small iron box on his bedside, and then asked:

"Who told you to come and take what?"

The shadow walked forward twice, and by the moonlight, Zhao Rang vaguely saw him gesturing with his hand:

"It's so big, so high, a heavy iron box. Didn't Ye Sanniang give it to you? ”

Hearing him say Ye Sanniang, Zhao Rang's blade tilted down slightly.

In addition, this person's description of the size and weight of the iron box is extremely accurate, and Zhao Rang can basically determine that he is the person who Ye Sanniang said to pick up the goods.

"The stuff is mine, but what about my wine?"

Zhao Rang pointed to the broken porcelain on the ground and asked reluctantly.

The man laughed and cried:

"We're not here to steal, it's just an accident!"

Zhao Rang said sharply:

"To take it without telling it is to steal! Since you're here to pick up something, you're so dignified! When did the Zhang family become this virtuous? ”

The man was stunned, shook his head and said:

"I'm not a member of the Zhang family."

"Then you also learned this rigid body fist secretly?"

Among the three unique in the north, the Zhao family and the Zhang family have been friends for generations. A family like this has a concentrated view of their own family tradition of martial arts, and even if they accept disciples with foreign surnames, they must change their surnames when they enter to obtain the true inheritance.

This person said that he was not surnamed Zhang, but he made a very authentic Zhang family boxing method, which must be a stealing teacher!

"Although I don't have the surname Zhang, this boxing technique was learned from a teacher!"

Of course, Zhao Rang didn't believe it, and asked:

"And what's your name?"

The man was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke:

"My surname is Yuan."