Chapter Seventy-Nine: Six-Star Warrior
"Roar, who dares to attack my Zhao family......"
With a roar, a blood-red figure came to the gate of the Zhao family like lightning.
I saw a middle-aged man with white eyebrows and a heroic appearance with a big knife on his back and falling next to the one-armed man sitting on the ground, the whole person was wrapped in blood-red qi and blood, and his whole body exuded a trace of coldness.
This middle-aged man with white eyebrows is the eldest brother of the one-armed man, Zhao Zhiwu, and the one-armed man's name is Zhao Zhigang, they used to have a brother, the second in line, but when he fought with the beast*, he unfortunately died.
The three of them are the pillars of the entire Zhao family, supporting the entire Zhao family, so that no one in the Zhao family can provoke the slightest in Han City.
"Big brother, you're finally back. ”
Seeing his eldest brother come back, Zhao Zhigang looked happy.
"Dad, you have to be the master for me, your grandson was killed by this boy. ”
The bald middle-aged man next to him looked at Zhao Zhiwu who was present, and hurriedly stepped forward to cry.
Li Zhien watched this scene from the side, feeling very funny.
One middle-aged man calls another middle-aged man Daddy.
Actually, this can't be blamed on bald middle-aged people. The stronger the qi and blood of the average martial artist, the longer he can live. Don't look at Zhao Zhiwu who looks like a middle-aged man, in fact, he is already in his eighties, but after breaking through the six-star martial artist, his appearance has become much younger.
On the earth, with the improvement of the martial arts realm, the lifespan will gradually increase. Generally, after breaking through a one-star martial artist, they can generally live to be about a hundred years old, and the two-star and three-star survival time is about the same, which is only one hundred and twenty-three.
However, when a martial artist breaks through the four-star, he can survive for at least one hundred and fifty years, and he can live to nearly two hundred years old against the sky.
There was once a four-star martial artist who lived for two hundred years before he died.
Legend has it that a nine-star warrior can survive for five hundred years and remain as young until he dies.
In other words, on Earth, warriors can survive for up to five hundred years.
And Zhao Zhiwu in front of him is a four-star martial artist, and it is not surprising that he can still maintain the appearance of a middle-aged man in his eighties.
……
"Who are you?"
Zhao Zhiwu looked at Li Zhien with a dangerous look in his eyes.
"You're their big brother? ”
Li Zhien looked at Zhao Zhiwu and felt that the six-star martial artist was just like that, there was no difference between it and the three-star martial artist, and the only difference was that the qi and blood of the six-star martial artist became the essence and could wrap the entire body.
"Huh, you look down on me?"
Zhao Zhiwu heard the disdain in Li Zhien's words, his face immediately sank, and without saying a word, he rushed directly towards Li Zhien.
Zhao Zhiwu's speed was very fast, and he came to Li Zhien's side in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Zhiwu, who was wrapped in qi and blood, shouted loudly, and directly smashed his right hand into a fist towards Li Zhien.
"Haha, good to come"
Li Zhien laughed, and at the same time released his three percent of his qi and blood, wrapped himself, and also clenched his fists, intending to fight Zhao Zhiwu hard.
"Bang" "Bang"
The fists intersect and make a piercing sound, which makes people feel like a heavy hammer, hitting the body and mind.
After the two tried to strike, they did not stop, continued to bully forward, and fought together again.
With the battle between the two, the surrounding land was trampled by the feet of the two people, and waves of air swept across the spot, forcing everyone watching the battle to retreat thirty feet away.
Fortunately, the front yard of the Zhao family is large, otherwise, the two would have to make the wall collapse and collapse if the two fought like this.
"This kid, where did he come from, he was able to fight with his eldest brother without being defeated. ”
Zhao Zhigang, who was standing in the distance, looked at Li Zhien in disbelief, originally thinking that after his eldest brother arrived, he would be able to solve the enemy by dividing five by two. Unexpectedly, I met a hard stubble and was able to fight against the big brother who was a six-star without defeat.
"Impossible, this kid can't be Dad's opponent, right, Third Uncle?"
Zhao Zhiwu's son looked at his third uncle and asked expectantly.
"Of course, your dad is the best"
Zhao Zhigang nodded and patted the bald middle-aged man on the shoulder vigorously.
"Haha, cool, but boy, you dare to come to my Zhao family to spread wild with these, are you impatient?"
Zhao Zhiwu and Li Zhien punched each other in the shoulder, and each retreated.
Stopped, Zhao Zhiwu was refreshed and laughed.
"It's just that your Zhao family is too deceitful."
Li Zhien dusted off the unnecessary dust on his shoulders and said calmly.
"Truly, strength is king, I will deceive you. ”
Zhao Zhiwu's expression was a little distorted, and he looked at Li Zhien and let out a bloodthirsty strange smile.
"Yes, I hope you'll do the same later. ”
After speaking, Li Zhien directly bullied him and took the initiative to attack.
This time, Li Zhien used the Tai Chi he had learned.
"Starting hand" and "grabbing the tail of the bird" pulled, and at the same time, a "white crane bright wings" hit Zhao Zhiwu's chest.
Zhao Zhiwu saw Li Zhien playing Tai Chi, and directly grabbed Li Zhien's wrist with a backhand "Catch the Bird's Tail".
Zhao Zhiwu's Tai Chi is much more flexible than Li Zhien's.
Although Li Zhien took the lead, Zhao Zhiwu was able to take the lead and respond to all changes with no change, making Li Zhien feel as if he was attacking not Zhao Zhiwu, but a soft ball of water.
Often he punched over, as if hitting cotton, and just when he was about to pull out, Zhao Zhiwu's palm fell on his chest.
Li Zhien felt very aggrieved, obviously he had a lot of strength, but he couldn't use it.
"Boy, boy, play Tai Chi with me, you are still a little tender. ”
Zhao Zhiwu looked at Li Zhien with a smug face, and at the same time, his hand did not stop, and the "bird tail" kept grabbing Li Zhien's wrist without letting go, and at the same time his body retreated, and his wrist pulled Li Zhien towards his arms.
Li Zhien's body was unstable, and he staggered forward two steps, and Zhao Zhiwu directly pushed his right shoulder forward and slammed into Li Zhien's chest.
With pain in his chest, Li Zhien gasped, and at the same time cut the arm that Zhao Zhiwu was holding with one hand, Zhao Zhiwu saw Li Zhien's hand knife cut horizontally, and immediately let go of Li Zhien's wrist. Li Zhien finally broke free from Zhao Zhiwu's grip on his palm.
Taking two steps back, Li Zhien's delicate cheeks were slightly red, and there was some sweat on his forehead.
"It seems that I can't beat him with Tai Chi, but this is also an opportunity for me to improve quickly in Tai Chi. ”
Li Zhien didn't plan to completely release his qi and blood, what he was thinking about now was how to sharpen his tai chi.
Compared with Zhao Zhiwu, Li Zhien's new year of learning Taijiquan is still relatively immature, and he hopes that through the fight with Zhao Zhiwu, he can improve his level in Taijiquan.
Thinking of this, Li Zhien took a deep breath directly, looked at Zhao Zhiwu, and said with a resolute expression:
"Come Again"
After speaking, Li Zhien rushed towards Zhao Zhiwu again.