Chapter 103 My name is Zhang Xiu. What can I do for you?

The melee combat was frustrated, and the long-range attack was also not going well.

The white ghost's movements were extremely agile, and his eyes seemed to be able to see 360 degrees. He perfectly dodged the arrows coming from all directions. Occasionally, one or two arrows could hit the white ghost, but they could only leave a few scratches under his abnormal fur defense.

"The fur of this white ghost looks warm and has super high defense. It's a treasure." Zhao Chen's eyes were full of greed. Although it was ugly, the material of it was quite useful.

"For those in close combat, try to avoid the attacks of the white ghosts and find the right opportunity to cause damage to them. Archers, be alert all around and stop shooting." Jing Chao gave the order loudly, but the wind and snow were too strong, so his voice was too low and others could not hear him at all.

Jing Chao charged towards the white ghosts with a big knife in his hand.

Jing Chao dodged, rolled, and went around, then struck the back of Bai Gui's head with a heavy blow.

The next moment, the white ghost turned around swiftly and slapped the broad back of the knife.

“Oh my god!!!”

Jing Chao flew out howling and fell headfirst into the white snow. The team members hurriedly filled in, confining the white ghost in a circle to buy time for Jing Chao.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a young man in his twenties suddenly appeared.

The young man was tall and strong, a typical Northwestern sturdy man. He wore a coat made of white ghost fur and held a tiger-headed golden spear in his hand that was three inches longer than his height.

Behind the young man, there followed closely a slightly older young woman with delicate features, a plump figure, and a slender waist that could be held in one hand. Her whole body exuded the feeling of a sickly beauty, making people want to protect her.

"Are you new here? Without a guide, you won't be able to kill the white ghosts like this."

The boy could not be seen exerting any strength, but a clear voice came from a distance of a hundred meters away.

"Wow, the sound can be transmitted over a thousand miles." Zhao Chen complained. Judging from the voice, the other party was not here to cause trouble.

The young man walked closer step by step, calmly looking at the hundreds of ghosts in front of him. He didn't even use his spear, but simply threw a punch at the white ghost.

The white ghost was quite interesting. It was as if he was set up to fight with bare hands 100%. He quickly threw a punch at the boy.

“Boom!”

Unexpectedly, the young man stood there without moving, and the white ghost flew out like a kite with a broken string, and the blood dyed the white snow red. He fell to the ground without even a scream.

"Whose general is this? He is so brave." Zhao Chen was stunned.

Jing Chao was already a match for ten thousand men. He was like a younger brother to Bai Gui, and Bai Gui was also a younger brother to this young man. If you were to calculate, wouldn't this young man be a match for a hundred thousand men, or even a million men?

Jing Chao pulled his throw out of the snow like pulling a radish. Before he could catch his breath, a huge white ghost fell from the sky and sat on Jing Chao's head.

Really, my head is buzzing.

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

The young man kept moving his hands and punched out several times in succession, knocking all the remaining sixteen white ghosts away with one punch, forming a small hill in the distance.

The scene became very quiet, with only the sound of wind and snow and the crunching sound of the boy's footsteps hitting the snow.

The spear was swung out instantly, accurately piercing the white ghost's brow. With a slight flick of the spear tip, a thumb-sized, crystal clear bead was lifted into the air and landed in the palm of the young man's hand.

The young man walked forward to Zhao Chen's side, and the guards didn't dare to breathe, ready for battle.

"Don't be a kid, these people are your guards, right? You dare to bring people in to explore without even a guide? I don't know whether to say you are fearless or young and ignorant."

The young man handed the crystal clear bead to Zhao Chende and said, "From now on, you can call me Big Brother, and I will teach you Kung Fu."

“…”

"How dare you talk like that? This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty." Liu Zhengyan couldn't help but stand up to protect his master.

"snort!"

The young man snorted relentlessly: "So what if he's the crown prince? Who isn't the boss?"

The young man hit Liu Zhengyan on the head, and with a flash of green light, Liu Zhengyan flew forty or fifty meters away.

Is this still a human being?

Jing Chao finally climbed out of the White Ghost Hill, but he felt a black screen before his eyes and was once again sat on the ground by someone.

I fucking...

"Xiao Liu, why is it you..."

Liu Zhengyan rubbed his head, it was buzzing and really painful.

"My name is Zhao Chen, the crown prince of the Song Dynasty. I wonder who you are and what may I have for you?"

"My name is Zhang Xiu. What can I do for you? I've already told you that from now on you can call me Big Brother, and I will teach you Kung Fu. It's that simple."

"When you've learned enough, let's go and beat up Cao Cao's family. Cao Cao is a scoundrel, and he's gone too far. He even tried to take my aunt away. I can tolerate this as an uncle, but I can't tolerate this as a nephew either."

"Cao Cao? Zhang Xiu? Aunt?"

Zhao Chen was a little confused. It had been hundreds of years since the Three Kingdoms period, and Cao Cao must have died long ago.

And Zhang Xiu, isn’t he the boss of Wancheng in Liangzhou?

Aunt, could it be the Zou who is said to be so beautiful and pitiful?

Don't ask why Zhao Chen knew so much about it. He had a grandfather who was a playboy. Along the way, Zhao Chen listened to Song Huizong recount the thousands of women throughout the dynasties.

Among them, Zou was the most respected. Song Huizong slapped his thigh more than once, hating that he could not be born a few hundred years earlier, so that the coward Zhang Ji got the chance for nothing.

“Ahem.”

Zhao Chen said cautiously, "Zhang Xiu, from Wancheng, Liangzhou. Your uncle is Zhang Ji, and your aunt is Zou?"

Zhang Xiu frowned and looked at Zhao Chen: "You've actually heard of my name. It seems that you, the Song Dynasty, only use my name, Zhang Xiu."

"Yes, yes, you are highly praised in history books." Zhao Chen did not dare to tell the truth, for he was afraid of being hit on the head.

"Little friend, do you have a lot of questions in your mind?"

"Yes, yes!" Zhao Chen nodded and acted like a well-behaved boy.

"You must first acknowledge me as your elder brother, otherwise how can I teach you kung fu?"

"They all met Big Brother with me."

"Hello, big brother!"

“Okay, okay!”

"I'm going to teach you a lesson. Is there anything to eat? I'm almost vomiting from eating white ghost meat. If you have any wine, give me a pot."

"It's over there." Zhao Chen pointed to the way they came. "The entrance is over there. How about we go to our Great Song together? We have wine, meat, and beautiful women. We'll treat you well."

Zhang Xiu looked back at his aunt, only to see her staring at him without blinking, as if she would pounce on him and bite him if he agreed.

"I can't go even if I want to. I'm from the Three Kingdoms era. If I enter the main world through your entrance, I'll turn into ashes in the blink of an eye."

"Send someone to take out the star bead from the white ghost's skull. It's a valuable item. Without it, we can't survive in the snowfield. Then we'll go to the entrance and discuss it in detail."