Nine Chapters of Strange Cases

Chapter 35 Beating Zhu Wu
The room was empty, and the door was not easy to lock.

Zhou Zhao and Liu Huang walked out without hesitation.

In the courtyard, Xie Laosi was still chopping firewood shirtless. His body was covered in triangular burns. The old ones had left ugly scars, and there was a new one on his left waist with blisters on the edge.

"Good advice is useless to damned ghosts! If you insist on living in that house, don't regret it on your way to the underworld."

As he passed by Xie Laosi, he suddenly uttered this remark, his expression somewhat sinister.

Zhou Zhao didn't stop walking and looked at the stable in the corner by the door. "I think this place is very nice. Granny Zhang even brought the horses in for us. She is really thoughtful."

Xie Laosi looked at the two of them as if they were two big idiots.

That old hag wasn't being considerate at all; she was thinking that once those two fat sheep were slaughtered, the horse would be hers! Since it would be hers sooner or later, there was no reason to leave it in front of the door for someone to steal.

Zhou Zhao ignored Xie Laosi and pulled Liu Huang out the door, heading straight for the tower with the "Tian Dou" flag not far away.

The alley was exceptionally narrow, only wide enough for two people to walk side by side, like a winding sheep's intestine. The place looked close, but after walking around in all directions for quite a while, the two of them finally found themselves in a wide-open space, where the sounds of bustling traffic suddenly filled the air.

Across from the main road paved with bluestone, there is a large mansion with a plaque hanging in front of the gate that reads three big characters: Tian Dou Zhai.

On the right side of the courtyard stood a huge stone drum, and on its surface sat a group of burly, menacing-looking men who seemed to be idling around. The two men in the middle were arm wrestling with their hands on a large blue stone, their faces turning purple from holding their breath, and the veins on their arms bulging.

The others put their arms around each other's shoulders and cheered, "Kill him! Kill him! Zhu Wu, did you not eat anything?!"

"Han Dashan, if you lose, you might as well call yourself a little shrimp, a spineless shrimp!"

Zhou Zhao raised an eyebrow and led Liu Huang inside. She lightly leaped onto the large drum, clicked her tongue twice at Zhu Wu, whose forehead was already sweating, and shook her head repeatedly.

A woman's voice suddenly came from among the group of rough men, and the burly men on the drum looked over curiously.

Zhu Wu looked up and saw Zhou Zhao's incredibly irritating face. He instantly turned red with anger. He suddenly shoved his opponent, Han Dashan, to the ground, disregarding all martial ethics. He then picked up the large hammer leaning against the bluestone and pointed it at Zhou Zhao.

"Damn it! I spared your life last night because of Brother Sun, and you little wench still dare to come looking for trouble today! What's with you shaking your head and sighing like that?"

In response, Zhou Zhao made two irritating "tsk tsk" sounds!
"Is that even a question? Of course, I've done the math, and I know you're not only going to lose, but you can't afford to lose either! Brother Han over there, don't you agree?"

Caught off guard and thrown to the ground, Han Dashan was already furious when he heard Zhou Zhao's words. He sprang to his feet, thinking it looked cool, and exclaimed, "That's right! Zhu Wu, your elbow left the rock, you lost! Pay up!"

As he spoke, he laughed heartily, somewhat smugly!

Han Dashan's brothers around him started to jeer, and Zhu Wu, feeling embarrassed, looked at Zhou Zhao as if he wanted to devour him!
He pulled a piece of silver from his sleeve and threw it to Han Dashan, then shoved him aside and cursed at Zhou Zhao, "You little wench, watch me beat you to death today! This is Tiandou Village, who gave you the right to be so arrogant? Don't think that just because you have a bull by your side, I won't dare to touch you."

Zhou Zhao sneered inwardly when he saw that he had lost his mind.

"My name is Zhou Zhao. I have come to Tiandou Village today to pick a flag. I wonder what the rules are? Is it a matter of stopping when it's done, or is life and death left to fate?"

Upon hearing Zhou Zhao's request to "challenge the flower flag," the burly men on the drums curiously sized her up. Seeing that she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with delicate skin and a pampered appearance, they couldn't help but burst into laughter. Han Dashan, having won his bet and in high spirits, kindly reminded her, "Little sister! Do you know what 'challenge the flower flag' means? You must withstand thirty moves from either Zhu Wu or me, Han Dashan, before you are qualified to enter the Heavenly Battle."

“In our Tianying City, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by destiny. There are no rules against killing. With your thin neck, we're afraid that if we use too much force, the brothers will break! Considering that you spoke fairly just now, I, Old Han, suggest that you go to Tiannv Village. That's the place where someone like you should go.”

Zhou Zhao listened, but didn't seem to care.

There have been plenty of people who have defied her since childhood, but without reasoning, she has been beaten into submission.

She thought for a moment, raised an eyebrow, and casually pointed at Zhu Wu, "Then I'll beat him up! He looks like he's about to explode with anger, how can he calm down without a beating!"

Zhu Wu was furious. He had never seen such an arrogant woman in his life!
"Give me your life, Grandpa!" If it were that bull in the straw hat, he would have to think twice. But this ignorant little girl is easy to capture!

Seeing that the two had started fighting, the people on the drum jumped down, clearing the arena.

Zhou Zhao felt the sledgehammer hurtling toward her face with a whooshing sound. Instead of drawing the green fish dagger hidden in its sheath at her waist, she moved her feet and instantly shifted her position. In the blink of an eye, the girl in black had already circled behind Zhu Wu.

Zhu Wu's hammer missed its target and slammed into the large blue stone with a loud thud, instantly shattering it into pieces.

He knew he was in trouble, and felt a sharp pain in his back as he was punched.

The punch wasn't particularly powerful, but it caused excruciating pain, like being bitten by a thousand insects. Zhu Wu rolled over and reached the edge of the ring. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and instinctively spat out a mouthful of blood.

What bizarre kung fu!
Zhu Wu was startled, and the jeers of the burly men watching abruptly ceased.

Anyone could see that the little girl in front of them was tougher on the fists than on the tongue!
Zhou Zhao raised an eyebrow and whistled at Zhu Wu, "We're going to fight for thirty moves, right? I'll hold back and not kill you within those thirty moves."

Zhu Wu's mind, which had calmed down due to the pain, instantly heated up again. He yelled and charged at Zhou Zhao with his hammer again. This time he took it seriously, and the angle of his hammer strike was even more tricky than before. He also put all his strength into it!
He was always the one who whistled at the young lady; it was truly a disgrace that it had happened to him today!
This time, Zhou Zhao didn't wait for Zhu Wu's hammer to arrive. Instead, she attacked at the same time as him. She reached for Zhu Wu's left arm with her bare hands. Upon seeing this, Zhu Wu immediately changed the direction of his hammer and swung it at Zhou Zhao's hand. But he was fast, and Zhou Zhao was even faster.

The moment the two made contact, everyone present heard a crisp snapping sound.

When they separated again, they saw the little girl standing there perfectly fine, while Zhu Wu's left arm hung limply at his sides. Zhu Wu glanced at it and belatedly let out a howl.

His left arm was easily dislocated!
"The one surnamed Zhou!"

Zhou Zhao chuckled and shook his head. "No rush! You have two hundred and six bones in your body. I can only hit you thirty times. It won't kill you!"

As Zhou Zhao spoke, her expression suddenly changed. This time, she chose to take the initiative. The onlookers only saw the two fighting fiercely. Zhu Wu seemed to be nailed to the arena, while the little girl in black ran away as a blur.

Although they couldn't see how many moves were exchanged, they could hear Zhu Wu's howls growing louder and louder.

You can't see it clearly, but you can count it!
The onlookers looked at each other, and then Han Dashan solemnly raised the large knife in his hand.

Just then, a whooshing sound was heard, and three white feathered arrows flew straight toward Zhou Zhao's vital points on the platform...

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