Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 22 Punch to Kill Wild Boar
Squatting in the field, waiting for the arrival of the wild boar, the whole night, until the moon faded and the sun rose, the wild boar did not come.

"Oh, it's been a waste of a night."

Changing his body shape of sitting cross-legged, Zhao Ji stretched his waist, and his whole body burst into crisp sounds like roasted beans.

"Brother Zhao, I'm really sorry for wasting your time for nothing. From tonight onwards, you don't have to come and guard. If you really encounter a wild boar, I'll send someone to call you, how about it?"

With a look of guilt on his face, Zeng Yu apologized to Zhao Jiji.

"No, if that's the case, then, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time, so I might as well just squat here and catch the wild boar in a few days."

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Ji refused and expressed his thoughts.

"Then, thank you Brother Zhao, let's go back and rest."

Zeng Yu said hello.

After watching for the whole night, quietly waiting for the arrival of the wild boar, even though more than a dozen villagers were on duty in turn, after the whole night, all the villagers were still very sleepy, but Zhao Ji did not feel sleepy at all.

In the first half of the night, Zhao Ji was still meditating with his legs crossed, practicing Yi Jin Jing, but in the second half of the night, he just sat down and fell asleep, rested well, without feeling sleepy at all.

For the next two days, Zhao Ji kept his promise, and every night, together with a group of villagers, he went to the fields and squatted, vowing to catch wild boars.

For ordinary villagers who rely on the harvest in the fields, it is not an exaggeration to say that the thousands of acres of fertile land outside the village and the crops in the fields are their fate.

It is precisely because he knows the importance of these crops to the villagers of Zengjia Village that Zhao Ji is willing to stay in the field for a few days without catching the wild boar that destroys the crops.

More than a dozen people were sitting or lying on the ridge of the field, except for Zeng Yu and Zhao Ji, everyone else was sleeping. Zeng Yu was keeping watch. As for Zhao Ji, he had no mission for the time being.

"Brother Zeng, if you are sleepy, go to sleep, I will keep an eye on you for you."

Seeing that Zeng Yu's head was shaking, and his eyes could hardly be opened, Zhao Ji said softly.

"No need, brother Zhao, you should rest, wait a while, if the wild boar comes, I still need to rely on you to take action."

Forcibly cheering up, Zeng Yu refused.

"But, can you do it?"

Zhao Ji asked worriedly.

He didn't have a good rest for a few days, Zeng Yu's spirit was low and his condition was not good, which made Zhao Ji a little worried, fearing that he would not be able to bear it.

"It's okay, I'll just stare at it for half an hour, soon, and then I can have a good sleep."

Zeng Yu gritted his teeth.

The order of the night vigil was discussed by everyone. Let Zeng Yu be the first to take care of him, so he doesn't have to worry about being woken up after sleeping halfway.

"Okay then, I'll rest first."

Seeing that Zeng Yu was very determined, Zhao Ji did not force himself.

Sitting down cross-legged, closing his eyes, Zhao Ji's spirit was highly concentrated, he sensed the airflow in his dantian, he operated the Shenzhaojing, and carried out the transportation of the Great Circle.

In the cultivation of martial arts, besides talent is very important, hard work is equally important, and the cultivation of internal strength is even more so. It needs years of accumulation, and it is difficult to be lazy in this process.

Zhao Ji is very clear about the principle of hard work, so he is not willing to relax for a moment, even if he is watching the night in the field, he will not slack off at all.

Immersed in the practice of Shenzhao Sutra, feeling the circle and circle of inner Qi in the body, Zhao Ji gradually entered the state, almost entering the state of forgetting both things and me.

"Here comes, here comes the wild boar."

In the silent night sky, suddenly, a cry exploded like thunder, awakening Zhao Ji who was immersed in the state of cultivation.

When Zhao Ji woke up and stood up, more than a dozen villagers woke up one after another, grabbed the weapons around them, looked around, looking for the trace of the wild boar, the scene was chaotic for a while.

After all, they were just ordinary hunters. When encountering emergencies, it was difficult for the villagers to remain calm. Only Zeng Dazhuang was a little bit stronger, and managed to stay calm in the face of danger.

"Everyone be quiet."

Standing up tall, his bright eyes swept over the current situation, his complexion sank, and Zhao Ji let out a high-pitched yell.

That loud shout produced a wave, which spread to the void of the night in the way that the waves spread on the calm lake, as if a thunder had exploded in the clear night sky.

The sound of thunder rolled and the sound waves howled. A dozen villagers felt as if their ears had been hit by a heavy hammer. The panic that suddenly hit their hearts was swept away immediately.

"Everyone, don't be chaotic, spread out and prepare to fight."

When the second sentence came out, Zhao Ji's figure had already rushed out.

A phantom appeared in the figure, under the cover of the night, it was so faint that it almost didn't exist, Zhao Ji rushed towards the brood of wild boars that was coming directly.

Five wild boars, two big and three small, from Zhao Ji's point of view, they should be a family.Five wild boars galloped forward at a gallop, and smoke and dust billowed under their four hooves, with an extremely ferocious aura.

When the five wild boars rushed over, they had the might of dozens of cavalry galloping forward. They were extremely tyrannical, and the expressions of the villagers who had finally calmed down changed drastically again.

Faced with the direct impact of this ferocious momentum, Zhao Ji did not show any abnormality, his expression was calm and composed, and he kept rushing towards the five wild boars.

His figure was flickering, and within a few breaths, Zhao Ji came to the back of the five wild boars, clenched his fists with both hands, and struck forward casually.

The two fists struck out in the way of Bajiquan, supplemented by the strong internal energy, the power of the two fists can be described as extremely powerful, no two little wild boars can bear it.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Amidst two dull bangs, the two little wild boars hit by Zhao Ji's double fists were immediately thrown into the air and hit the ground heavily, "humming and chirping" for a long time, It is difficult to get up.

Zhao Ji had to keep his hand, otherwise, under one blow, the two little wild boars would not be seriously injured, and it would not be uncommon for them to die on the spot.

After the blow, Zhao Ji didn't stop for a moment, and with a sway of his body, he rushed towards the two large wild boars in front. At this time, the wild boars were almost rushing into the field.

Under Zhao Ji's two reprimands, more than a dozen villagers managed to regain their composure. After avoiding the straight-line impact of the wild boar, the villagers with longbows bent their bows and set up arrows one after another.

The arrow was on the string, and when it was about to be released, everyone saw the wonderful scene of Zhao Ji's shot, and couldn't help but slow down the movements of their hands.

Taking a step forward, he chased after the two big wild boars. Zhao Ji threw out two fists again, exactly the same shot.

The inner qi passed through the meridians and was transported to the arms, and the two fists were punched out in the way of Bajiquan. When the two fists rushed, they hit two wild boars, and the exact same result happened.

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Chapter 1 delivered.

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