Ju Lingzhu

When the sky was still dark, Zhou Dao was already jumping across the mountains. During this month, Zhou Dao's attempts and efforts seemed to be not in vain.Because the weight of the sandbags on the legs has increased from twenty catties to thirty catties, not only that, climbing up the mountain in one breath is no longer as embarrassing as before.So Zhou Dao decided to put on a little more weight starting tomorrow.Because Zhou Dao heard from the second brother that there is no motivation without pressure, and only by constantly challenging the limit can continuous progress be made.

When Zhou Dao came down from the top of the mountain, he was surprised to find that there were people exercising on the road he used to pass. Then Zhou Dao thought about the thousands of people on Tianlong Mountain, and it was normal to meet some people.Just when Zhou Dao wanted to go around.But he found that the way the man practiced martial arts was very strange, so he stopped to watch for a while.

It was a very strong boy, about 15 years old, not very tall, with a round black face, and a very simple and honest appearance, but the bulging muscles on his bare arms were not much worse than those of his elder brother.

At this time, the young man was striding forward, punching the big tree on the opposite side. Although the big tree on the opposite side was as thick as a person hugging him, he was still swayed by the young man's beating.The young man shouted loudly every time he slapped his palm, and his movements combined with his shouts actually gave people a feeling of blood boiling.

The boy's body was almost drenched, and the sweat on his face trickled down his neck.But the boy didn't have the intention to stop at all, his eyes were still wide open, and he punched the big tree one after another.Zhou Dao felt ashamed in his heart: Compared with this person, I'm still a bit lazy, at least I don't have that stubborn perseverance.

When the boy wiped off his sweat and was about to continue, he found Zhou Dao was staring at him, so he smiled at Zhou Dao embarrassedly: "Senior brother, what's the matter?"

"Hello, next week, I just entered the mountain gate not long ago. I just came back from the mountain after practicing. I was very curious to see my brother practicing here, so I watched it for a while, hoping I didn't disturb you."

"No, no, my name is Zhang Dazhuang, and I just entered the mountain gate, and now I have almost practiced, and I am going back."

Through the conversation, I learned that Zhang Dazhuang came from a small family, and the family has been doing darts for generations, which is what ordinary people call darts.In an enemy's revenge, the whole family was killed almost cleanly. By chance, the elders of Tianlong Mountain took a fancy to him while fleeing, and accepted him as his disciple. Speaking of which, he knew him quite well.Because Zhou Dao was also accepted as an apprentice by the elders who met by chance.It's just that he didn't have those experiences.

Before Zhang Dazhuang entered the door, he already had a little foundation, but although his body was quite strong, his progress in practicing internal skills was slow. Fortunately, the elder who accepted Zhang Dazhuang as his apprentice also practiced hard skills, so he liked Zhang Dazhuang very much. .I plan to bring it back to the sect and cultivate it well.

And Zhang Dazhuang practiced hard every day in order to avenge his family, hoping to practice his kung fu well and go down the mountain to take revenge.

After Zhou Dao heard about Zhang Dazhuang's experience, he had a good impression of him. Since this is the case, it is no wonder that he practiced so hard.

So the two walked while chatting, and when they reached the fork in the road, they were about to separate.Three or four people wandered in from the front.It seems that they are also the acquired disciples of this sect, but they are obviously better dressed than Zhou Dao and the other two, and one of them even took a fan and shook it.Those who didn't know thought it was a rich man from somewhere.

Zhou Dao felt that Zhang Dazhuang next to him clenched his fists when he saw them.Zhou Dao curiously asked in a low voice: "They will not be your enemies."

"No, they are all descendants of the elders of our sect. They usually act arrogantly and domineeringly, especially like to bully newcomers like us and those whose martial arts are not as good as theirs. Ever since I accidentally touched one of them a few days ago I was beaten up by a few of them, hum, if I didn't want to practice martial arts for revenge, I would fight them."

This is the few people on the opposite side who have already seen Zhou Dao and the two, and one of them whistled and laughed: "Hey, everyone, don't you think this is a short winter melon? See if he is practicing kung fu because he is sweating profusely. What is it?" It’s not that you want to practice some magical skills to defeat us, hahaha.”

"Just like him, no matter how much you practice, it's useless. Didn't I kick a dog to eat shit last time?"

So the people on the opposite side laughed like that.At this time, Zhang Dazhuang's face was flushed red, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.Zhou Dao also felt that the people on the opposite side were going too far.But there is no other way.

At this moment, Zhang Dazhuang gritted his teeth and did not speak, and was about to go around them. Just when Zhang Dazhuang was about to go around, the boy holding the fan stretched his legs, and Zhang Dazhuang staggered and almost tripped. He laughed again.

At this moment, Zhang Dazhuang roared loudly and punched, the boy with the fan dodged past, and then the two started punching and kicking like this.It was obvious that Zhang Dazhuang was no match for that boy.The few people next to him were watching the excitement, pointing their fingers.

"Look, ah, the short winter melon's hungry dog ​​pounces on food is well practiced, brother Zhang, be careful."

"Yeah, it's not bad to look at the chicken feet of the short winter melon."

The boy surnamed Zhang who fought against Zhang Dazhuang was simply playing with his opponent, hitting him on the left for a while, and slapping him again with a fan.

Zhou Dao watched from the side very anxiously, but there was nothing he could do, because the martial arts of the people on the opposite side were obviously much higher than him.

At this moment, Zhang Dazhuang was beaten a few more times, Zhou Dao couldn't stand it any longer, so he stepped forward and said: "Brothers, if you are all from the same sect, don't beat me any more."

"Boy, what are you, you dare to take care of our affairs, what's the matter, do you want to give advice?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that. I meant that everyone is a fellow apprentice. Don't hurt your temper. Besides, it's not good to let the elders know."

"Why, use the elders to scare us, let you know that we are not afraid, and the boy will say one more thing, and beat you together."

At this time, Zhang Dazhuang saw that his newly acquainted senior brother was also implicated in this, and he couldn't help but feel even more angry.At this moment, the young man surnamed Zhang slapped him head-on.Zhang Dazhuang gritted his teeth and did not hide.He took a hard palm and hugged his opponent, and then bumped his head to the opposite side.

The boy holding the fan didn't expect Zhang Dazhuang to do it, and he was hugged inadvertently, and immediately felt his nose sour, and blood flowed out.

Seeing that the fan boy was bleeding, several people who watched the excitement rushed up and punched and kicked Zhang Dazhuang.

Zhou Dao wanted to go forward to pull it, but was hit by one of them to the ground.

This is Zhou Dao's first fight with others since he was a child, and he feels like he is in a hurry and has no way to start.It is natural to think of the habit of ordinary people fighting.He bent down and picked up a fist-sized stone, and threw it at one of them.Before the stone got close, one of them grabbed it. After the man grabbed the stone, he threw it out without even looking at it.

Although it was thrown out smoothly, Zhou Dao still felt a strong wind rushing towards him. At this moment, Zhou Dao could only watch the stone hit him in a daze. When the stone was about to fall on his forehead, Zhou Dao slammed Finding that the speed of the stone had slowed down, Zhou Dao quickly raised his head and felt the stone rub against his nose. After standing up, Zhou Dao felt himself covered in a cold sweat.

At this time, a few people felt that the fight was almost done, so they stopped, otherwise some people would be in trouble if it was serious.At this time, Zhang Dazhuang curled up on the ground with his head in his arms and didn't know what to do. The one who threw the stone was puzzled when he saw that Zhoudao hadn't been hit. Well, we had a good time today, we'd better go back, otherwise it would be bad if we were caught by the elders."

"Boy, I'll let you off today, and be careful next time." After speaking, the few people wobbled away.

Zhou Dao ran to Zhang Dazhuang and pulled him up. Seeing that his face was swollen, he quickly took out the medicine from his body and wiped it off for him.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll be fine in a few days." Zhang Dazhuang wiped his bleeding nose and said.

Zhou Dao was relieved when he saw that Zhang Dazhuang was fine except for the bleeding from his nose.

"These people are really disgusting. When I have practiced my kung fu, I will definitely teach them a lesson." Zhou Dao said angrily.

"Haha, Junior Brother Zhou, I can tell from the first glance that you are new to the outside world. They are pretty good, and they know what to do. When you gradually understand in the future, you will know how cruel the reality can be. It is a world that speaks with strength, without strength, one can only be a lower-class person who is at the mercy of others and oppressed by others, and sometimes cannot even save his life."

Zhang Dazhuang clenched his fists: "So, I must train hard, and I must have strong strength. My good brother hurt you today. I will go back first, and see you when I have time."

Zhou Dao looked at Zhang Dazhuang's leaving back and thought for a long time: Is strength really important?