Chapter 20 Betting
Huh, the leaves are flying and the dust is flying.
A figure flew up and down, and claws flashed from time to time. Branches several meters away were blown away by the overflowing true energy.
This figure is Zhou Dao. Since Zhou Dao obtained the Dragon Claw Hand, he has practiced it seriously every day. Now he is becoming more and more proficient. Dragon Claw Hand can only be considered an intermediate level in the Tianlong Gate. The method of cultivation is not too profound. It can be regarded as a simple and easy-to-learn martial art. However, as the realm improves, the power of this skill will gradually increase. After all, the difference between the acquired and the innate one is completely different. In addition, the power of the Dragon Claw Hand is amazing after practicing it, so it is very suitable for disciples in the acquired realm to practice.
The last move of the Dragon Claw Hand is called Nine Claws, which means that after practicing, you can shoot out nine claw shadows. But seeing the claw shadows around Zhou Dao, occasionally the claw shadows flash suddenly, but only three claw shadows can appear.
The figure became faster and faster, and the branches beside them swayed and cracked, and some branches could not withstand the pressure and broke. Zhou Dao's figure slowed down, shouted loudly, and his palms were poked out, and several palm shadows on his palm overlapped, and four claw shadows shot out suddenly. Ruins flew out. Four claw marks appeared on a large stone in front. It was obviously caught by Zhou Dao.
"Hey, I can only practice the fourth place now, and it's better when I can practice the ninth place."
Just as Zhou Dao was practicing dragon claw hand, a few young people came over from a distance. They looked at their clothes, dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing gold and jade, and there were two people waving folding fans. If they weren't hanging long swords on their waists, others would have thought that they were a group of scholars who took the exam. These people were the disciples with backgrounds who bullied Zhang Dazhuang last time, either the elder's grandson or the elder's disciples. They relied on their backstage and caused trouble all day long and fought and caused trouble. The last time he beat Zhang Dazhuang. If it weren't for the fact that the few people left early, Zhou Dazhuang would have been beaten up.
At this time, several people came over and became interested when they saw Zhou Dao practicing.
"Hehe, everyone, isn't this a guy with that short winter melon? Junior Brother Zhang almost hit you with a stone last time." One of them obviously wanted to get things up.
"Just relying on this kid, I could have taught him a lesson if it weren't for Senior Brother Liu's pulling him. But it's not too late today."
When Zhou Dao finished his merit, he saw these people. When he saw them walking towards him, he knew that nothing good happened. However, since he experienced that night a few days ago, Zhou Dao obviously became bolder. After all, he had seen dead people and blood. Seeing them walking towards him, although he knew that he was not their opponent, he was not too scared. In fact, Zhou Dao also knew that they had their own bottom line. "You can't beat them at the worst and you will be beaten back when I have a high martial arts skills." Zhou Dao thought so.
There were five people coming here, four of them were the last time, and there was a child who seemed to be at most ten years old. He was three or four years younger than Zhou Dao. He held a short sword in his arms.
"Oh, it seems that this junior brother is practicing martial arts. Why is that short winter melon not here today? Are you interested in making gestures?" One of them said provocatively.
"It's just a stroke, but I'm only in the middle of the acquired day. Do you want to bully the small ones with the big ones?" Zhou Dao was not stupid either, so he made it clear first.
"Hmph, it seems that you don't know a few of us yet. We like to bully the small with the big ones. So what can you do? Could it be that you still want us to bully someone better than us?" This person who spoke seemed to be a scoundrel.
"Come on, we won't bully you, let's compete." The one who stood up was tall, tall, sixteen or seventeen years old. Zhou Dao knew he was better than him at first glance, at least at the level of the second senior brother. It seems that these playboys still have real skills. However, with his keen mental power, quick body skills, and the dragon claw hand he had just practiced, he may not be his opponent.
Just as Zhou Dao was thinking, the ten-year-old child spoke: "Aren't you bullying people? Let me compare with him."
From the beginning, Zhou Dao realized that the child's backstage might be bigger than the rest of the people, because their attitude towards the child was very unusual. Especially the dagger in the child's arms, just looking at the jewelry inlaid on it, you can tell that this dagger is not an ordinary product.
The other few people were stunned when they saw the child standing up and said, "My junior brother, let us do it. If you are injured, we can't explain it."
"Hmph, we haven't beaten you yet, how do you know that I can't beat him? Besides, if you can't beat him, so what if I can't beat him, I don't care, I'll compete with him."
After saying that, he turned his face to Zhou Dao and said, "How about we gesture, you are in the middle of the acquired day, and I am also in the middle of the acquired day, which is very fair."
"But it seems that you are too young, so this is not good." Zhou Dao saw that this child was not as annoying as the rest of the people, but on the contrary, he had a little favor.
"What, boy, you dare not compare. If you don't dare, kneel down and beg for mercy. I'll let you go today." A young man behind shouted arrogantly.
"Okay, come on." Zhou Dao posed.
"Slowly, since it's a competition, how could there be no lottery? Otherwise, we can add something to gamble, but you don't have anything good to do," said one of them.
As soon as he finished speaking, the child's eyes lit up: "Okay, if you can beat me, this dagger will belong to you." After that, he put the dagger aside.
The other people showed envious expressions when they heard this. One of them almost showed saliva when he looked at the short sword. Zhou Dao saw the expressions of the few people and knew that this sword was not an ordinary person.
"But I don't have anything." Zhou Dao looked at the sword and wanted to take a gamble, but he didn't have anything on him.
"I just knew you were a pauper. Why don't you lose and be a servant for us?" After saying that, a few people laughed.
After all, Zhou Dao was still young and couldn't stand this kind of stimulation. He opened his mouth and said, "I have a good thing, but I didn't wear it on my body."
"What, I think you are bragging. You can't get any good things when you look."
"Zhou Dao ignored them and turned around and said to the child, "I have a red ginseng, what do you think."
"Red ginseng, blood ginseng." The rest of the people exclaimed. Even the child's eyes shone.
Zhou Dao knew at a glance that they also knew about blood ginseng. The red ginseng that Zhou Dao mentioned was the small red ginseng that was placed in the iron box that night. Originally, Zhou Dao thought it was just an ordinary ginseng. But later he realized that it was not the case. This was also learned from the Five Poison Heart Sutra given by Elder Poison.
The red ginseng is called Blood Ginseng. It belongs to the level of genius treasure. It has the effect of resurrection, and another more important function is to increase your skills. And there are no sequelae. This is simply a treasure that martial arts people dream of. The darker the color, the longer the year, and the better the medicinal effect will naturally be. The red blood ginseng obtained by Zhou Dao seems to have blood flowing. It can be imagined that this must belong to the ranks of top treasures. Zhou Dao originally wanted to swallow it after knowing it, but unfortunately the current realm is not enough, the skill is too shallow, and there is danger of taking it rashly is in danger of explosive body. Originally, Zhou Dao did not want to tell the story of his blood ginseng. But under the current situation, he had to do this, and Zhou Dao also wanted to get the short sword.
"Do you really have red ginseng?" the little boy didn't believe it.
"Yes, but the shape is not too big. I will naturally take it out if I lose. You are still afraid that I will not be able to cheat."
"Okay, I've been betting." The little boy said quickly.
Chapter completed!