sword sentient beings

Chapter 57 The Covenant of Gentlemen
Zuo Hu was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

In the darkness, there was a light click of the door latch.

Zuo Hu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he immediately came to his senses.

He was no different from those brats in the yard, even in his sleep he was still extremely vigilant, he reacted almost immediately, and touched the knife under the pillow with his backhand.

Unexpectedly, the other party came very quickly, after appearing at the door, he closed the door with his backhand, kicked on the spot, and even crossed the open space in the room, and rushed directly towards the bed.

This move was like a tiger descending a mountain, Zuo Hu didn't have time to draw out his knife, so he had to slap it with his palm.

The opponent made the same palm, seeing that the two palms were about to face each other, the palm came very quickly, and the palm came first, and for some reason, it landed on his chest first.

The palm force came so fiercely that Zuo Hu only felt a sharp pain in his chest, but it disappeared immediately, obviously the opponent took the initiative to withdraw the force and did not take the opportunity to send the palm force to shock his internal organs.

Then, the opponent's other hand pinched his pulse door.

Zuo Hu's chest felt tight, and he thought to himself: A master of internal training!

When external masters control people, they won't buckle the vein gate. The best thing they can do is to break the person's arm. Usually, the throat or other vital points are stuck. When the internal force enters, it can break the heart in an instant, so it is a threat.

In the entire Black Spider Villa, apart from the owner, I'm afraid few are internal masters.

Another internal trainer came in from the villa?
Another chaos?
However, why is this person's silhouette in the dark so small?

"You...what are you doing?"

The other party lit a lamp, revealing a young but extremely upright face.

"You...you're not that..." Zuo Hu was very astonished, and turned around in his mind for a long time, but found that he couldn't call the other party's name.

The young man was polite and said, "Student Tang Zhao, please forgive me for disturbing your rest."

Zuo Hu yelled: "Seeing your grandma..." Feeling a tight pulse, he hurriedly lowered his voice, and said, "What are you disturbing the rest? What are you doing? Do you know who I am?"

Tang Zhaodao: "It is precisely because I know that I want to talk to you. I was attacked yesterday, does your excellency know?"

Zuo Hu said in a daze, "I... can't remember clearly."

Tang Zhaodao: "It's nothing more than an attack, but someone poisoned my room. Repeatedly, again and again, this is too much."

Zuo Hu said angrily: "What are you doing to me? They attacked you, won't you fight back? You can even hit me, why do you care about other people? You were sent by the district inspector? Sure enough, you are as arrogant and ruthless as the district inspector Li, you have hands and feet that can't move, and you're still waiting for us to rush to serve you?"

Tang Zhao said solemnly: "I don't know if the district inspector is arrogant, and the students don't mean to be rude. It's just that what's the point of calling back and forth like this? Everyone is practicing martial arts and not disturbing each other, isn't it good? The students think we should still Peaceful coexistence is the priority." He said as he took out the wooden sword, and slowly pressed it down from the bed until it lost its handle.

The left tiger eyeballs are protruding.

His bed is a wooden bed, but the bed board is not thin, and it is made of hardwood. It is fine to insert iron tools into it, but it is clear that the other party's is also a wooden sword!
Moreover, it was not stabbed, but "pressed", wedged in inch by inch, without the force of an explosive impact at all, just like being stuck in mud, how much strength is this?

This Tang Zhao...with such strength, wouldn't he be ten times stronger than himself?
But with his level of strength, why did he still fight back and forth with those little disciples?

Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?
With Zuo Hu's knowledge, he really doesn't know such a strange thing as a "magic weapon", he just finds it incredible.

Tang Zhaodao: "This is what I want to talk to you about, Mr. Zuo."

Overnight, Tang Zhao hurried to get things done as planned.

The next morning, when the disciples of the grape yard went out, they found a huge boulder in the middle of the playground.

Tang Zhao stood in front of the stone with a serious expression.

No matter how serious his expression is, after all, he looks gentle, his height is not mature, and he has no majesty. When the disciples of the grape yard pass by, they will at most take a look and think: who is this little boy competing with?I don't care.

Tang Zhao looked around, and suddenly came to a person and said, "Please wait a moment."

The boy was tall and thin, with a blue complexion, and said, "What are you doing?"

Tang Zhao said, "Are you Wan Biao?"

The young man said, "That's right, sir, what's the matter?"

Tang Zhao said calmly, "Yesterday you went to my room to poison."

Wan Biao's face darkened, and he said, "Nonsense, do you have evidence?"

Tang Zhao said, "I saw it with my own eyes."

Wan Biao laughed and said, "You learned from Zhang Dazui, right? How can you see nonsense without blinking? It's impossible."

Tang Zhaodao: "I saw it. The posture of your buttocks poking under the bed is very indecent."

Wan Biao was furious, and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense. Are you looking for faults to fight? The uncle has long wanted to beat you, you little boy!" After finishing speaking, he punched him.

Tang Zhao changed his footwork, took three steps out of thin air, and landed a palm on Wan Biao's stomach, knocking him down, and then swept his left palm horizontally, throwing him out.

Wan Biao rolled a few times, lying on the ground, reluctantly getting up, Tang Zhao said: "Good guy, he still has the strength to fight!" Then he kicked him, kicking him a few steps away.

He beat Wan Biao violently here, with a lot of momentum, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

This kind of conflict drama happens almost every day, but it is rare to see such one-sided conflicts. Many people steal their eyes to see Jiao Feng.This kind of unilateral crushing used to be Jiao Feng's patent, but now there are others.

Jiao Feng stood at the side watching, thoughtful, the rest of the people did not dare to approach him, and there was only one tower behind him who talked in a low voice.

"It feels like this kid has improved a lot compared to yesterday, is it my illusion?"

"No, he is just like a different person from yesterday, that palm technique... Chi!"

"Why? Turned upside down overnight?"

"Don't pretend? It's a showdown?"

"How do you say he compares to that one?"

"Which one?"

"You know who I'm talking about, don't try to trick me into saying his name."

"Ha ha."

Here Tang Zhao beat Wan Biao violently, seeing him fainted, he stopped, put down his sleeves, flattened his clothes, breathed well, and said, "Everyone in the Grape Yard, I have something to say to you all."

Everyone dispersed after watching the excitement, and no one listened to what he said.

Tang Zhao turned his head and said, "Please maintain order, both of you."

Two people turned out from behind the boulder, both with embarrassing brows and drooping eyes, their faces were bruised and purple, as if they had been beaten violently, one was Gao Mo, and the other was Zhang Xu who was known as the big mouth.

Tang Zhao smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

The two were dumbfounded, Zhang Xu suddenly said loudly: "Hey, Young Master Tang asked you to listen to him, didn't you hear? Get back, are you rushing to reincarnate?"

When everyone turned their heads, more than half of them looked angry.

Tang Zhao knew that Zhang Xu was causing him hatred, so he didn't care. He kicked his feet on the spot, rose out of thin air, and landed on the boulder.

Ever since he learned how to move mountain palms, he has gradually understood the way of integrating internal and external forces. Whether it is palm strength or vertical jump, if both forces are parallel, the strength is more than doubled. This jump is high and floating, and it is effortless. It is absolutely difficult to do one by one.

Everyone was dazzled by the sight, and they didn't say a word, thinking in their hearts: just listen to what he said, and there will be no loss of meat.

Tang Zhaolang said: "Student Tang Zhao is very polite. I have been classmates with you for more than half a month. Not to mention harmonious and friendly, at least we live in peace. I don't want to think that the situation has changed suddenly in the past few days. Some of you are right. I have repeatedly provoked and hurt, and all kinds of methods emerge one after another, I think this is not good. I will leave in a few days and never return. Encounters in life are all fate, why bother to leave bad memories for each other?"

Everyone was still silent, some seemed to have never heard of it, some laughed, and some even commented: "This kid speaks sourly, why do you want to show that he has studied?"

Tang Zhao continued: "Of course you are heroes of the rivers and lakes, and you are used to using your hands without speaking. If you say that you are not allowed to do anything at all, I am afraid it will be difficult for others. I don't care how you get along with each other. I hope that everyone will at least exercise restraint when fighting with me. I If you think about it, let’s make the three gentleman’s appointments first.”

Shixia already laughed slightly.

Tang Zhao pointedly said: "First, don't make trouble for nothing. People are not sages. Maybe I did something wrong. If someone gets angry, please tell me the cause and effect. If it is really my fault, I will do my best to make up for it. If it doesn't work, I will make an appointment again. Of course, if you don't provoke me, I will never provoke you. Is this okay?"

Everyone sneered slightly, as if they were watching a play, and no one said they agreed or disagreed.

Tang Zhaodao: "Okay, there is no objection, the agreement is done. We gentlemen say something, and no one can go back on it."

He continued: "Second, I like to use swords, everyone likes to use fists and feet, and poisoned arrows, it doesn't matter, each depends on his ability, if someone hits me with fists and feet, I will fight back with a sword. This one... see There was no objection.”

With all kinds of eyes, Tang Zhao continued: "The third thing is to bully the few with the more, which is not moral. If you want to fight alone, you should fight alone, and if you want to fight in groups, fight in groups. The number of people is very different. It is dishonorable to win. Losing I feel even more ashamed. This one..."

Before the words were finished, someone finally said in a strange way: "I just like to bully the few with the more, what do you do?"

Tang Zhao heard the words, jumped lightly, and landed like a goshawk swooping down.

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