Chapter 6 Blocking the Road

"Oh, Mr. Zhao is practicing boxing, morning!"

Liu Yuntao came out at some point and saw Zhao Yu practicing boxing. He is an enthusiastic person, and without thinking much, he just says hello and says hello.

This sound was like a thunderclap, waking up those who were watching the punch.

In addition to the original Liu Tianxian and Hu Xiaoge, there were two more people watching the boxing. Zhao Yu was also attracted by what he said.

Hu Xiaoge shook his head, feeling dizzy, and looked in the distance. The sun had already risen, and thousands of rays of rays shot out, illuminating the front of the house with red and gold.

He felt a little numb and couldn't help but ask: "What time is it?"

"It's just after eight o'clock." Liu Yuntao said, "Brother Hu, you got up early enough."

Hu Xiaoge and Liu Tianxian looked at each other, a look of horror flashed in their eyes.

When they got up, it was just dawn, and it was eight o'clock in the blink of an eye!

This is too... too strange!

Then the four boxing spectators all looked at Zhao Yu who was finishing his martial arts, each with a different look on his face.

Zhao Yu pressed his hands on his chest and slowly pressed down. A mouthful of white Qi spurted out from his mouth, shooting several meters away before gradually dissipating. Then he turned around and said with a smile: "Good morning, everyone."

After breakfast, Liu Yuntao called for a car, and the group went down the mountain to Dujiangyan.

In the car, Liu Tianxian couldn't help but said to Hu Xiaoge: "Brother Hu, tell me, that Mr. Zhao... does he know kung fu?"

Hu Xiaoge looked deep in thought: "It should be so. When he finally finished his work, he sprayed out so much that it was visible to the naked eye. This is summer."

"Then he is very powerful?"

Hu Xiaoge shook his head: "I don't know either. I know a few people who practice kung fu, but they are not as mysterious as him. Do you remember that we watched him practice boxing, and it was already eight o'clock when we watched him? This...can't explain ah."

"What a mysterious guy..."

At this time, this mysterious guy was lying on a chair watching TV.

When I practiced boxing in the morning, I just moved my hands and feet without using even half of my strength. With his current state of perfect Daoji, flawless physical body, and powerful internal organs functions, if he sprays out in one breath, if he uses his full strength, he can blow through a two-inch thick steel plate, which is much more powerful than a bullet.

As for Liu Tianxian, Hu Xiaoge, the Guandu crew and so on, to Zhao Yu, they are just passers-by. Liu Tianxian is very beautiful, but unfortunately he is from the entertainment industry, so Zhao Yu is not very interested. As for the Guandu movie, well, Zhao Yu didn’t even know how long it had been since he’d seen a movie.

After watching TV for a while, Zhao Yu felt bored. After thinking about it, he went down the mountain and walked around again.

The day passed like this.

...

In the dense forest, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, and several ripples visible to the naked eye flashed past. All the rocks, trees, flowers and plants within a radius of ten meters turned into nothingness in the ripples.

Zhao Yu raised his eyes and looked around, his ears twitched slightly, and then he stamped his feet on the ground. The ground that had become crystal clear due to ripples was immediately shattered by his stamp. Then he took a leisurely stroll and walked out of the dense forest. On a ridge, he saw the fierce fighting below.

Zhao Yu had sharp ears and eyes, and the sounds of killing and roaring flowed past his ears one by one.

Then he couldn't help stroking his hands and laughing: "I originally planned to meet whomever I met, but now that I meet you, it's you!"

He jumped up, his Taoist robes fluttering, like a roc swooping down from the ridge, and he reached the edge of the battlefield in a few leaps.

Looking around, the battlefield is gray and black, and black has the absolute upper hand. Gray was killed and chased, and the wolf was running like a dolphin.

Someone shouted: "Don't leave Cao Mengde!"

Zhao Yu travels through time and space, but due to his limited cultivation, he can only travel randomly. When I first arrived, I didn’t know which time and space we were in. But his ears were sharp, and he heard shouts of death from a distance, and when he heard someone calling Xiu to leave, Cao Mengde immediately knew what era this was.

Cao Mengde is famous, how could Zhao Yu not know about it? When I was working in the small world of Chaos Bead, I read through all kinds of books. The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is still fresh in my mind.

From this we know that this is the Three Kingdoms of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Zhao Yu has long thought about the principle of touching time and space. He changed the original historical process and caused a paradox in time and space, thereby stirring up time and space and causing changes, so as to understand the truth from it. Therefore, what he wants to do when traveling through time and space is to reverse the changes in history.

As for the specific means, this first time, Zhao Yu decided to find a famous person to assist him as a teacher and friend.

There is a lot of flexibility in this.

For example, if he arrived at the time and space of the late Han Dynasty now, if he had come earlier, before the Yellow Turban, he might have chosen the emperor of the Han Dynasty. Because that is the most convenient and easiest way to achieve your goal. As long as the Han Dynasty can continue to continue, his goal will be achieved.

However, it seems that it is no longer feasible. Looking at the battle in front of him, Zhao Yu knew that the Yellow Turban Rebellion should have been over long ago.

So for him, there are only a few choices.

Either he wants to stir up time and space, or he can dominate the world himself. Or support others. What's the point of being your own emperor? Zhao Yu had no idea. Then you can only support others. who? In an instant, Zhao Yu had an idea. Cao Mengde and Sun Wentai, these two names popped up.

As for Liu Xuande, I'm sorry, Zhao Yu doesn't like him very much.

Like Liu Xuande, Yuan Benchu, Dong Zhongying and Zhao Yu also disliked them.

For him, if he likes it, he just likes it, and if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it. There is no reason.

It's so willful.

Now that I have met Cao Mengde, it is him. Zhao Yu was too lazy to look for Sun Wentai or Sun Bofu.

It's all about convenience and comfort.

Zhao Yu stood on the edge of the battlefield, watching the fighting all over the mountain, like an outsider.

At this time, more than ten cavalrymen rushed out from the chaos and were rushing in this direction.

Zhao Yu smiled slightly, stopped in the middle of the road, and stopped moving.

"Where is this Taoist coming from? Get out of the way quickly!"

The first man was riding astride the horse, leaning close to the horse's back. A broken arrow on his shoulder penetrated his flesh, and blood flowed out. In one hand, he holds an eight-sided Han sword, using the blade as a whip to slap the horse's belly hard. He rushed towards Zhao Yu in a daze.

"Slow down, slow down."

Zhao Yu smiled slightly, extended his palm forward, and a ray of magic power flashed in his palm. An invisible wall formed in front of him out of thin air, and he slowly pushed forward.

The first few horses to charge, carrying huge impact, seemed to rush into the quagmire. In an instant, the horses roared and huddled together.

The dozen or so horsemen were all shocked. The man who was injured by the arrow wanted to turn over, but seemed to be restrained by something and could not turn over. While he was frightened, he heard the thunderous sound of horse hooves chasing behind him. I couldn't help shouting quickly: "Immortal, forgive me! I am Cao Mengde, please beg the immortal to save me!"

Instead of scolding him, he asked for help directly before blocking the road without knowing Zhao Yu's background. Zhao Yu couldn't help but admire Cao Mengde's quick response.

Zhao Yu looked at Cao Mengde carefully and saw that the man had a dark complexion and although he was not tall, he was stocky and strong. Although the eyes are eager, there is a calmness deep inside them.

He is indeed a hero, not an ordinary person.

Zhao Yu said with a smile: "It's okay if you want me to save you, but you have to promise me one thing."

Cao Mengde was slightly startled, and his face showed joy: "Any request the immortal has, I, Cao Mengde, will comply with it!"

"Very good." Zhao Yu laughed loudly. He spat out the magic power from his palm and turned it into an invisible rope, catching more than ten of Cao Mengde's riders. He threw it behind him and landed lightly dozens of meters away.

Said: "You go forward along this road, someone will come to pick you up."

Cao Mengde didn't know what was going on, but he didn't dare to stay and shouted: "Take care, immortal."

The horse was already galloping away.

Looking at the oncoming large group of cavalry and looking at the large banner with the character "Xu", Zhao Yu already knew what kind of battlefield this was.

Cao Mengde's life was filled with more victories than defeats, which is hard to measure. But when it comes to defeats, there are only three that are truly impressive. One time was Red Cliff, which ruined the great opportunity to unify the country. One time was Wancheng. Not only did he lose his general Dian Wei, but his eldest son Cao Ang also died in that battle. The earliest time was when the heroes were attacking Dong Zhuo. He advanced with light troops and was ambushed by Xu Rong, Dong Zhuo's subordinate, by the Bian River in Xingyang. He was shot and defeated, and almost died on the battlefield.

It was at this time that Cao Hong said, "The world cannot be without Hongs, but it cannot be without kings."

So after seeing the big banner with the character "Xu", Zhao Yu knew that Cao Hong would come to meet Cao Mengde.

Zhao Yu stood leisurely in the road, looking at the oncoming large group of cavalry. This time he did not dare to use magic to stop them.

He only condensed a ray of magic power, and when he used it, regardless of the mystery, just talking about the power effect, he could pick up no more than fifty tons of things. In the front, Cao Mengde only had more than ten horses, and he could barely cope with it, but now Xu Rong's troops and horses are charging, and they are absolutely unstoppable.

Therefore, he is not going to use magic power.

For Zhao Yu now, the ray of mana he had just condensed was not his trump card. Your own strong physical body is your true support.

Seeing a large group of black-armored cavalry charging towards them, the cold light of the horse-killing sword raised high shone on Zhao Yu's face. Zhao Yu laughed loudly and shook his feet on the ground. In an instant, this area was more than ten feet in radius. Within the range, like an earthquake, it suddenly collapsed by more than two meters!

The twenty or thirty riders who rushed at the front fell into the pit one after another, including their horses and men. The following cavalry could not rein in and became a mess for a while.

"Stop! Stop!"

An orderly soldier came shouting and waving his order flag.

In no time, these cavalrymen stabilized their morale. There was a bow and an arrow, aiming at Zhao Yu. Some got off their horses and rescued their comrades.

Then the soldiers and horses were divided into two, and a general rode out.

Zhao Yu looked up and saw that this general was wearing iron plate armor and a tasseled helmet on his head. He had a spear hanging on the saddle hook and a long sword hanging from his waist. He has an ordinary face, but his eyes are shining. He has a short beard three inches below his chin, looks like he is in his forties, and has the air of a Confucian general.

"Where did the Taoist come from!"

The general shouted: "We know that this is Dong Xiangguo's army, how dare we stop him!"

Zhao Yu looked at him with a smile: "Are you Xu Rong?"