Chapter 136 What Is Fairness?

Second Master Zhao is really not that evil in terms of cultivation.

Although he is a martial artist, his talent in training is really not as good as the other two from the same clan.

That is to say, Zhaojiabao has a relatively deep foundation, which is much better than other villages, and he is somewhat of a genius, so he can be promoted to the rank of martial arts master.

As a result, at his current age, he is still a junior martial artist and has no hope of further development.

It is precisely because of this that he stays at home honestly and helps protect the family's legacy.

Lang Zhen was seven or eight years younger than him, had been promoted to martial arts earlier than him, and his combat prowess was beyond his comparison.

To put it bluntly, if Lone Wolf had his resources, he would be at least a mid-level martial artist now, and it is not impossible to think of a high-level martial artist.

And once Lang Zhen is promoted to an intermediate martial artist, he will definitely dare to challenge a high-level martial artist. Unlike Mr. Zhao, he has no courage to challenge a lone wolf who has not recovered his skills.

Those who can advance to the rank of martial arts master are all quite remarkable, but for the same department-level cadres, can those who succeed by relying on the shadow of their ancestors and those who succeed by relying on their own abilities be the same?

Second Master Zhao's combat power is really average, but he also has his own strengths and eyesight!

After being a martial artist for so many years, his vision is not comparable to that of ordinary people. It should be noted that no matter how good a martial artist is, he is still a martial artist.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to tell at a glance that Lone Wolf's cultivation level had not fully recovered, but was just dangling on the threshold of a martial artist.

When he heard the whistling of the finger wind, his expression changed, and he secretly screamed "Bitterness!"

But by this time, it was too late for him to do anything else, just like when he took action against Deng Lao Er, the Deng family's second son's tricks were old and he could only watch helplessly.

The crushing effect caused by this kind of state of suppression makes it easy for people to feel powerless.

Mr. Zhao never expected that the jade merchant would be the most cultivated among the four people. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Intermediate martial artist?"

He only had time to shout out these four words, and the opponent's finger pointed at the wind, hitting the cloth belt in the air squarely.

As mentioned before, generally speaking, junior and intermediate martial arts masters cannot exert much power by releasing their inner energy and external energy. Most martial masters cannot even use such methods.

Only advanced martial arts masters, or even innate masters, would be interested in working on this method.

Feng Jun's finger wind is not very powerful, it can only penetrate four or five thick glass in the air, but in this plane, it is already considered to be the strongest among the middle-level martial arts masters.

If he struck directly at the opponent, he thought that he might not be able to break through the opponent's defense, and he would not be able to effectively rescue Deng Laoer, so when he struck out, he would hit the opponent's cloth whip.

Whips are inherently soft, and whips made of cloth are even softer, even if the cloth is extremely tough.

Mr. Zhao is a master of using whips. He is not afraid of others blocking the whips. He has thought about it when he strikes. If the boy named Deng dares to block the whips, he will tie them up and drag them over.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the other party actually had an intermediate martial artist who was also good at using Finger Wind.

You must know that when Mr. Zhao drives the whip, he also needs to pour his inner energy into it, so that he can use his fingers like an arm.

The opponent's inner energy was released, and the finger wind hit the whip heavily. At this moment, the inner energy he injected was interrupted, and the whip swung back surprisingly quickly, and struck hard with lightning speed. The ground hit his chest.

There is no way, the whip is so difficult to play with. Although it is a powerful tool for showing off, it is too difficult to control.

Mr. Zhao has been playing with whips for many years. The last time he encountered such a mess was more than 20 years ago before he was promoted to martial arts master.

What's worse is that his whip was originally a belt, and at the top of the whip was an oblate dark iron plate the size of a palm.

He usually wears this iron plate around his waist, which is a bit similar to the belt buckle in the earth world. It looks like a decoration, but in fact, when his belt is waved, the iron plate's lethality is not small. Most people will rub it accidentally. There is a high possibility of broken bones and tendons.

In particular, he used an iron plate made of black iron, which was extremely hard and heavy.

Seeing the iron plate swinging back, Mr. Zhao subconsciously moved his body. If he had encountered this situation more than twenty years ago, he would have chosen to give up the whip and retreat violently.

But now, the situation no longer allows him to throw away his weapons at will. As a martial artist, does he still need his dignity?

Moreover, he was surrounded by children of the Zhao family, and he had to consider not accidentally injuring them.

Therefore, while dodging, he tried his best to pump out his inner energy and try to regain control of the whip.

It turned out that he had overthought it, and the iron plate came back with great speed, hitting him hard on the right chest.

With just such a blow, Mr. Zhao's vision went dark and his chest felt tight, making him almost breathless.

Immediately afterwards, Deng Laoer's sword struck hard at the young man who bullied the little girl.

The young man was a mid-level warrior, but he was somewhat courageous. He refused to dodge, drew out the machete from his waist, and faced the long sword.

However, the next moment, his body was shaken, and the machete in his hand was cut into two pieces.

The weapons of the two young masters of the Deng family were all purchased by Mr. Deng for a large amount of money. They cannot be said to be peerless treasures, but they are always much better than most weapons.

The weapons of the Zhao family are not very bad, not so bad that they can't block the opponent's sword.

The key to the problem is that Deng Laoer, in a rage, used all his strength to strike such a sword.

This kind of forceful fight without any fancy, cut off a good fine iron short sword abruptly.

Fortunately, this person took advantage of the opponent's strength and quickly took two steps back to avoid the long sword that was slashing down on his head.

Deng Laoer succeeded with one move, and without saying a word, he jumped forward, turned his wrists at his waist and exerted force, using his long sword to pick the opponent diagonally from bottom to top, and actually followed him to pursue him.

"Wait a minute!" someone shouted, and two young men attacked from both sides, trying to save their own people.

"Bastard!" Someone snorted coldly, and two white lights hit the two people, but it was Lang Zhen who finally took action. He stood up, shook his hand and fired two sleeve arrows.

Seeing this, the two men hurriedly evaded, but how could it be so easy to dodge the lone wolf's sleeve arrow?

In the blink of an eye, one person was hit by an arrow in the arm, the other person was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, and two miserable screams were heard.

Seeing this, the two high-level warriors in front of Lang Zhen pulled out their short sticks and long swords and attacked Lang Zhen together.

"Seeking death!" After a cold snort, two more fingers came over.

These two men were much more alert than Mr. Zhao. When they heard this cold snort, they quickly retreated backwards, dragging their weapons without thinking.

There was a real difference between being prepared and not being prepared. The two of them miraculously avoided these two finger winds.

At the same time, a person walked out of the wooden house. This person was young and dressed strangely. His hair was very short and he looked awkward. He was also carrying a strange-shaped iron rod with a wooden support on one end.

Feng Jun walked out of the house and ignored the people present. Instead, he walked to the little girl and asked in a deep voice, "Feifei, does your chest hurt?"

He is not the kind of person who particularly likes children, but he appreciates Feifei's strength and independence.

Feifei shook her head, coughed twice more, coughed out two balls of blood, and replied with a smile, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, I'm used to it."

Only then did Mr. Zhao's vision return to normal. He glanced left and right and shouted decisively, "Stop! Stop it!"

When others heard this, they stopped. Boss Deng and Lang Zhen were just holding the battle for Boss Deng and would not take the initiative.

But how could Deng Laoer listen to him? He waved his long sword and chased the mid-level warrior to slash.

However, although the opponent's strength is poor, if they concentrate on escaping, the pursuer really doesn't have any good options.

But when Mr. Zhao saw this, he was really angry. He glanced at the short-haired young man and said angrily, "If you don't restrain your subordinates again, don't blame me for being rude."

Feng Jun glanced at him sideways and snorted disdainfully, "Who do you think you are? Talk to me... Are you worthy of that?"

He is a prick, but he is not so surly. However, he has always believed in "an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." Since the other party said strange things to Lang Zhen, don't blame him for fighting back. You don't give me face, I Why should I give you face?

Second Master Zhao was so angry that his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted, "Young man of the Zhao family, stop this guy!"

"Let's see who dares!" Lang Zhen said gloomily, "Whoever dares to take action...die!"

Mr. Zhao was so angry that his whole body trembled, "Lone Wolf, don't bully others too much!"

No matter which plane, there is such a kind of person who only sees other people's malice toward them, but never thinks about what they have done.

Seeing that there were so many people like this, Lang Zhen was not very angry. He just said lazily, "They are competing in a fair fight. Whoever dares to take action will die!"

"A fair duel?" Mr. Zhao was so angry that he almost exploded. "High-level warriors are chasing middle-level warriors. Are you telling me it's fair?"

Lang Zhen spoke slowly and calmly, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net "When your middle-level martial artist singled out a seven-year-old girl, you didn't think it was unfair, right?"

His words really stun people. What does "intermediate warrior single out a seven-year-old girl" mean?

But Mr. Zhao didn't care at all. He shouted angrily, "Is this little girl one of yours? She is from Zhige County. It is not your turn to interfere with the internal affairs of our Zhige people!"

This kind of logic is really bastard, but there is still a market for it. People in many places have similar logic to stop the enemy. It is the only way to stop the enemy! Outsiders die!

Lang Zhen had no interest in arguing with him, so he said simply, "Feifei was hired by us and is now a member of our employer."

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he was stunned. In this dimension, there is no such thing as hiring child labor. A seven or eight-year-old girl can already do many things, such as collecting firewood, herding cattle, cutting pig grass...

But he still couldn't bear that things were so out of control, "Stop first and speak slowly if you have anything to say."

At this moment, a voice sounded, "If you say one more word, I will kill you!"