Chapter 1117

As time goes by, spring and autumn come. In a twinkling of an eye, it is three years.

Jizhou Changshan County, Zhending county.

In a very wide house, there are faint sounds of shouting and drinking. If someone enters the backyard of the house, they will find that it has been transformed into a huge martial arts arena.

At the most edge of the arena are two rows of weapons, on which are placed various weapons.

In the middle of the arena, 20 armed men with iron blades and heavy leather armour surrounded a 11-year-old boy.

The boy was dressed in a white robe with long hair tied behind his head. He held a spear a little higher than him in both hands, and looked at the people around him calmly.

Not far away, a young man in a white robe was sitting on the branch of that big tree in the yard, with his back against the trunk, narrowing his eyes slightly and lifting a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

At the bottom, leaning against the tree trunk, there was a strong man with a long bow on his back and a strong and resolute look.

"Let's go," said the young man sitting on the branch, leaning against the trunk, lazily.

Hearing the young man's words, the eyes of the twenty armed men in the martial arts arena changed. They were like tigers who wanted to choose people. They all cried out and waved their weapons to attack the young man in the middle.

"Third, how long do you think it will take Zilong to finish the battle this time?" The young man on the trunk suddenly jumped down and landed beside the strong man with a long bow and said with a smile.

"It's going to be a little longer this time, isn't it?" Zhao Laosan turned his head and looked at Xiao Tian. He was somewhat uncertain and said: "although Zilong's strength is not weak, he is a famous strong man in Zhending county this time. Among them, there is no lack of cultivation of internal Qi. It should not be so easy to win."

"Maybe," Xiao Tian said with a noncommittal smile. He looked at the center of the martial arts arena and stopped talking.

Zhao Laosan is also silent. In the past three years, he has witnessed the growth of Zhao Yun. He has changed from a child who has never been exposed to martial arts to a famous teenager in Zhending county and even Changshan County. In these three years, Zhao Yun has completed a transformation!

And leading all this is the young man in front of him who seems to be in his twenties, but his strength has surpassed most of the people in the world!

Under the gaze of Xiao Tian and Zhao Laosan, the besieged Zhao Yun shakes his spear and sweeps away a strong man with a long knife. Then his wrist trembles, and the silver light is shining in all directions, as if covered by a star map.

The faces of the strong men who attacked Zhao Yun suddenly became dignified. Since a year ago, Zhao Yun has been fighting with the heroes of Zhending County, from the first one-on-one, to the later one-to-many, and then to the back, even the heroes of Changshan County came to fight with Zhao Yun.

Similarly, they know how powerful Zhao Yun's move is!

"Together, don't retreat. Most of his moves are empty moves. We can't attack everyone at the same time. As long as we meet him, we win!" A strong man with a big shield yelled, holding a big shield in both hands and pressing toward Zhao Yun.

With his action, the remaining strong men are no longer hesitant, waving weapons and pressing up together, ready to directly trap Zhao Yun to death with the advantage of the number of people!

Seeing this, Zhao Yun murmured in a low voice: "if it was three days ago, in the face of this situation, I would not have any good coping methods except to break through the encirclement by force and wait for the opportunity to break through one by one, but now..."