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Chapter 34 Fighting against Xiao Errong!

Still sleepless all night.

Zhou Ze rejected Lin Zhaoxue's invitation and found a random place to finish his breakfast and then went to the open space where he often practiced.

As soon as he arrived, Zhou Ze noticed something was wrong.

In the empty space that was originally deserted, there was now a man standing with his hands behind his back.

He has a strong back and strong waist, and his arms feel wider than Guo Dali's.

Seeing that someone had taken his place, Zhou Ze didn't ask any questions and prepared to find another open space.

But when Zhou Ze turned around and was about to leave, the man actually spoke:

"Your name is Zhou Ze."

"It's me." Zhou Ze responded.

"I've been investigating for a long time. You practice in this open space every day, but today you came earlier than I expected."

"Excuse me, sir, what do you want from me?" Zhou Ze asked calmly, without any trace of panic on his face.

"First of all, let me introduce myself." The man turned around, and Zhou Ze could see his appearance clearly.

He has a square muscular face, well-defined bones, and stubble of varying lengths hanging on his lips. He seems to be a casual person who doesn't care about image.

"My name is Xiao Errong, and I am known as Mr. Xiao Er."

"You were the one who beat Xiao Hu and Xiao Li, right?" Xiao Errong said coldly.

Turns out he was looking for trouble.

Zhou Ze sighed helplessly. The more he hated trouble, the faster it would come.

"I made the right call." Zhou Ze nodded.

"I didn't expect that you admitted it quite happily." Xiao Errong said.

"You've already investigated me, why do I still need to hide it from you?" Zhou Ze smiled: "So, what are Mr. Xiao's preparations?"

"Although my two nephews are somewhat violent in character and somewhat lacking in conduct, I, the Xiao family, cannot be taught a lesson by outsiders after all." Xiao Errong seemed to be talking to himself.

Zhou Ze raised his finger at Xiao Errong, then grinned and said, "The bad guys should be punished by me."

"You are quite arrogant." Xiao Errong sighed: "I originally wanted to let you go, as long as you kneel down and admit your mistake to the Xiao family."

"Let me go?" Zhou Ze smiled: "Master Xiao, you should be more direct and don't say such things."

"Good boy, you are indeed better at talking than my two useless nephews."

Zhou Ze smiled and shook his head: "Not only with his mouth, but also with his hands."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

Xiao Errong shouted, raised his fist and rushed towards Zhou Ze!

Zhou Ze slowly squatted down and let out a breath of turbid air from his chest.

"Tai Chi starts!"

"Tai Chi?!" Xiao Errong said fiercely: "I have heard from Xiao Hu a long time ago that you are a stinky Taoist priest, so let me see if you have any Tai Chi skills!"

Xiao Errong, who rushed in front of Zhou Ze, raised his palm high and turned it into a knife-like slash!

"Split the mountain to save my mother!"

Seeing this, Zhou Ze put one hand flat on his head, drew a circle on top, and wrapped Xiao Errong's palm.

"Avoid the reality and use the imaginary, and use the strength to gain strength."

Zhou Ze shouted coldly, then stretched out one palm!

"Chaoyang Exploring Palm!"

"Bang!" A palm hit Xiao Errong's lower abdomen, but to Zhou Ze's expectation, Xiao Errong did not fly backwards as expected.

"hehe."

Xiao Errong sneered, then exerted force in his lower abdomen and pushed Zhou Ze aside: "Iron cloth shirt!"

Zhou Ze was bounced off by Xiao Errong, and he was unable to stabilize his body immediately as he continued to fall backwards.

Xiao Errong also seized the opportunity and swung his leg out with one move.

"Bang!"

Zhou Ze was kicked to the calf and turned upside down.

Zhou Ze put his hands on the ground, rotated his whole body to relieve the force, then lowered his legs and landed on the ground to stabilize his body.

"Hey... what a trick!" Zhou Ze sighed, feeling his numb and trembling calves.

"It's not over yet!" Xiao Errong took another long stride, and his left fist was thrust out from bottom to top like a force of force!

"Press your palms!" Zhou Ze shouted.

Zhou Ze pressed his hands down, trying to withstand Xiao Errong's punch, but was knocked away by Xiao Errong's brute force and punched on the chin.

"puff!"

Zhou Ze spit out blood and moved his chin with his hand: "You are so strong."

"Since Xiao Hu said it, then give me your life." Xiao Errong looked around and said to himself: "No one comes to this place, so it is also a good place to bury yourself!"

After saying that, Xiao Errong made fists with both hands and coaxed towards Zhou Ze's lower abdomen: "Pao Fist!"

Zhou Ze knew that this cannon punch was an explosive punch produced by accumulating energy by running and pressing forward with both hands.

Because the force is too strong, the surrounding air is compressed, so when the punch is punched, it will make a sound like an exploding cannonball, hence the name "cannon punch"!

"Soft Palm!" Zhou Ze caught Xiao Errong's fists with both hands in the air, and then jumped back.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and Zhou Ze couldn't help but gush out another mouthful of sweetness.

However, Zhou Ze still relied on the unloading force of Tai Chi to lift his body into the air.

"Tiyunzong!"

Tread, tread, tread.

Zhou Ze was instantly on top of Xiao Errong's head.

"You know how to do Qinggong?!" Xiao Errong said in surprise: "I didn't expect that you are not a simple Taoist priest!"

"There are many things you didn't expect!" Zhou Ze's mouth was filled with blood, and he immediately lowered his legs in the air and clamped Xiao Errong's head tightly.

"Seeking death!" Xiao Errong glared hard, then hugged Zhou Ze and fell backwards!

Zhou Ze noticed Xiao Errong's purpose and was about to pull away when Xiao Errong grabbed him tightly with both hands.

In desperation, Zhou Ze directly bent down and pointed his fingers at Xiao Errong's chest.

"Dovetail Point!"

"Uh..." Xiao Errong rolled his eyes immediately after being pointed out by Zhou Ze, and hiccupped from his chest.

However, this burp was actually mixed with traces of blood.

"Pick your fingers?!" Xiao Errong said dully, and then fell backwards.

"broken!"

Zhou Ze, who was recognized for his fingering, suddenly found that his legs were still tightly grasped by Xiao Errong!

"Why don't you let go even though everyone is dizzy!"

Zhou Ze looked at the ground getting closer and closer to him, and quickly covered his head with his arms.

"Bang!"

Xiao Errong pressed Zhou Ze and fell to the ground. After a long time, neither of them moved.

"Zhou Ze?" Master Dao's voice sounded.

Seeing no one responded, Master Dao sighed: "This Xiao Errong is also a ruthless person! Even if he faints, he will hit you."

"But luckily you are smart enough to protect your head, otherwise..." Master Dao stopped talking.

It would be too scary to say anything else.

Yuanshen Taoist felt a little helpless in Zhou Ze's body: "Who can I ask to save you in this wilderness..."

Suddenly, Master Dao seemed to have thought of something.

His mind suddenly moved: "That boy who is boiling the medicine, come out!"

Guo Dali, who was meticulously controlling the heat, suddenly felt dizzy, and then he was surprised to find that he was in the air!

"Ouch!"

Guo Dali, who fell to the ground, shouted: "Where is this?! Who? Who did this!"

No one responded. This was not Qingfeng Taoist Temple, and there was no mountain around it.

Just when Guo Dali was wondering, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure.

"Master?!!"

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