The Book of Heaven

Chapter 45 Diamond Body

Fighting against the outside world requires peace at home, and so does martial arts.

Without the cultivation of internal energy, external energy is ultimately a tree without roots and water without a source.

But in Ma Zheng's view, Ma Zhao might be an exception.

At the beginning, Ma Zhao was able to stick the third uncle hard and survived, even after vomiting blood, there was no internal injury, even the third uncle was surprised.

During the time when Ma Zheng was in the wooden house, the third uncle also checked Ma Zhao's body carefully, and Ma Zheng was dumbfounded by the final conclusion.

People in the world only know one, two, three realms of warriors, but they also need to know that first-class is not the ultimate, and there are two realms after that: "climbing the hall" and "entering the house".

As for the higher depths, the third uncle didn't say anything, so Ma Zheng had no way of knowing.

He just remembered that his third uncle said that Ma Zhao is a typical innate child, so even if he doesn't know a little bit of martial arts, his body is "innate". Ten million, but more than ninety-nine percent, the physical strength is not as good as Ma Zhao after a lifetime of training.

If Ma Zhao was allowed to practice high-level exercises, wouldn't it be like a tiger with wings added?

Regarding Ma Zheng's suggestion at the time, the third uncle snorted, and then he explained the confusion. Extraordinary people can only practice extraordinary skills, and not just any skill can be used.In the final analysis, Ma Zhao's body was too strong. Even if he practiced some ordinary mental methods every day, he would be completely absorbed by Ma Zhao's body before he could grow stronger.

Is there any exercise suitable for Ma Zhao in the world?

Uncle San thinks there are still some, but he has not been able to discover or find them for the time being.

"I really envy this guy"

How can a person not be admired when he lives to the point where there are only three things left?
Eating, sleeping, and fighting are the true meaning of Ma Zhao's life.

So when Lin Sheng came up with the 36 soldiers, the two corporal leaders under his command, Ma Zheng decided to satisfy Ma Zhao by assigning the 36 soldiers and the two corporal leaders to him, while Ma Zheng himself was on the opposite side. They met Lin Sheng, a sentry lieutenant of the elite team of the Da Yue Clan.

"You are obviously a Han Chinese!"

36 soldiers plus two corporals spread out to surround Ma Zhao, like a group of ants trying to kill an elephant. Ma Zheng just spread out and left the battle circle. Lin Sheng rushed over quickly, and the battlefield was surrounded. Divide into two pieces.

"You are obviously a child!"

Lin Sheng is 40 years old this year, with messy hair, unshaven beard, and vicissitudes of life. Only his eyes, under the thick eyebrows, are hard to conceal.

Ma Zheng felt that Lin Sheng looked somewhat similar to Ma Detu, and it had nothing to do with appearance, but mainly with the smell, because he was used to seeing life and death, so he forgot life and death.

Even though 36 soldiers and two corporal leaders were fighting not far away, Lin Sheng didn't even look to the side. His eyes seemed to be looking at Ma Zheng, but there was an illusion that there was no focus.

"Last time, you didn't do anything, did you?"

"Oh? How about I ask you first, since you are a Han Chinese, you should have a name, right?"

Ma Zheng didn't watch the fight over there either, because Lin Sheng didn't know what to do, and Ma Zheng was waiting for an opportunity, because he could feel that the other party was better than him, at least in terms of killing people, he was better than him.

"Lin Sheng."

"So your surname is Lin, I don't know if you still have the face to go back?" A sneer flashed across Ma Zheng's face.

Lin Sheng slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist, lowered his head and said:

"Actually, I don't want to do that either. It's just that sometimes people can't help themselves when they're in the rivers and lakes. I'm a native of Fanyi, but I'm a disciple of the West. Boy, you are young and weak, but you are going to die today. Do you have any last words?"

"How do you know I'm going to die? Could it be that whoever dies can't kill you?" Ma Zheng slowly raised the long stick with both hands, but his whole body relaxed, ready to fight.

Lin Sheng's waist saber is different, its length is four feet, and it is radiant and sharp when it is unsheathed. Lin Sheng even holds the hilt with both hands. Ma Zheng only remembered that those people in the island country to the east liked to use knives like this.

Almost at the moment when Ma Zheng was slightly in a daze, Lin Sheng drew his sword!
There was no reminder or reminder. In fact, the two of them were already in a fighting state from the moment they met, so it was impossible to say who was attacking the other. If Ma Zheng got caught, it could only be considered that he was not cautious enough, no wonder others .

The sharp edge of the blade is so fast that Ma Zheng can't see clearly at all. He dare not use the long stick to tease him. Break into two pieces.

With the superiority of weapons, Lin Sheng seized the upper hand almost from the very beginning, especially when he found that Ma Zheng didn't dare to use a long stick to resist the blade, his tactics suddenly became unscrupulous, either the blade went straight to Ma Zheng's vitals, or it was intentional Go bump Ma Zheng's stick.

Either way, Ma Zheng could not accept it.

Unless Ma Zheng is ready to go all out.

"If you don't even have the will to fight to the death, then what kind of martial arts are you still doing, what kind of world are you doing?" Lin Sheng forced Ma Zheng back three feet with a knife, and asked loudly.

36 soldiers, plus two corporals.

The number of people did not encourage these elites who retreated from the Zhuangzi camp. On the contrary, the tall and ghostly figure brought them heavy pressure.

Although the flying spear is sharp, it can't penetrate the big shield, which is an exquisite and practical shield that can only be made by Han people.Just by hearing the sound of the spear point breaking after colliding with the shield, one can know how strong the shield is!
One of the two corporal leaders also used flying spears, but unlike ordinary wooden flying spears, the five flying spears on this corporal leader's body were all made of fine iron, but even so, they still couldn't do anything in front of the big shield.

Ma Zhao is laughing.

Every time he used the shield to block the Xie Feilance, Ma Zhao would laugh, because he felt that the shield was even more useful than a machete, and he had even made up his mind that he would not return the shield to that one when he went back. The guy named Yuchi, unless Ma Detu gave him something better.

With his innate physical strength, he doesn't need to move the shield with both hands like Yuchi, even if he only uses his left hand, Ma Zhao feels that it is not a problem to swing it for an hour or two.

In this way, his right hand can continue to use the machete to harvest the enemy's head.

Since flying spears can't make meritorious deeds, the two corporal leaders made a decision. They wanted to fight Ma Zhao hand-to-hand.

It's just that the two corporal leaders forgot that getting close to a wild beast is an extremely dangerous thing.

Ma Zhao is a wild beast, and when he enters the state of fighting, he is even the best among wild beasts.

Seven soldiers surrounded them, and a corporal leader was among them. He used short spears, and he had a short spear in each hand, which was exactly the length of one arm.

Anyone who has fought in the Zhuangzi camp will not like long weapons, because there are many mountains and forests in that area, and if you are not skilled in using long weapons in such places, you will kill yourself one day.

The short spear is different, it can block and stab, and both ends are sharp, taking care of both front and back!
Captain Short Spear wanted to attract the weird long knife in Ma Zhao's hand with his own strength, while the others were looking for a gap to pierce it with the tip of the spear. He didn't believe that Ma Zheng was invulnerable all over his body.This abacus was right, and his round of fierce attack on Ma Zhao had indeed successfully attracted Ma Zhao's attention.

Success at this time is not necessarily success. In the battle, surviving is the real success.

(End of this chapter)