"Qiang!" The two knives collided, making a crisp collision sound, and then Zhou Yanbo swung out a second knife, which seemed to be the stage of the previous scene, Zhou Yanbo's every attack was blocked by Zhou Yunpeng, in Zhou Yunpeng's eyes, he thought that Zhou Yanbo was trying to use the knife to seal his actions, and that dagger was his real blade. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Therefore, Zhou Yunpeng was very concerned about the movement of the dagger and tried to stay away from it.

"Qiang!" Zhou Yanbo's knife was blocked again, but Zhou Yanbo's 'snow cut' suddenly slashed towards Zhou Yunpeng. "Sure enough, I want to use a dagger to win. Zhou Yunpeng smiled and leaned back to avoid the dagger's attack range.

"Uncle, you're careless again. A sound sounded, and I saw Zhou Yanbo's 'snow cut' paused in mid-air for a while, and then quickly stabbed downward.

"What, didn't you come for me?" Zhou Yunpeng looked at the dagger and had a bad premonition, "Could it be ......?"

'Snow Cut' quickly went down, jamming Zhou Yunpeng's knife again, and Zhou Yanbo's knife was also immediately withdrawn, with a backhand, the knife arm swung towards Zhou Yunpeng's neck.

"The knife turned out to be the main attack!" Zhou Yunpeng choked and immediately stretched out his other hand.

"Didn't you hit it?" Zhou Yanbo asked in his heart, his knife stopped at about five centimeters of the opponent's neck, and it was Zhou Yunpeng who caught the knife with his thumb and forefinger, making the knife unable to move.

"Good boy, I almost died, and once again I was surprised. Zhou Yunpeng stared at Zhou Yanbo and said in a voiceless voice.

"But these two 'accidents' don't seem to have played a decisive role. Zhou Yanbo was slightly disappointed.

"Your biggest mistake is to choose a real knife and real gun duel, with your current strength to use the knife too reluctantly, the reason why I can prevent it is because you are too slow and not strong enough. Zhou Yunpeng explained. "If it's at the same level as me, or slightly below or above me, then I really can't prevent it. ”

Zhou Yanbo nodded silently. Indeed, holding a knife that was several times heavier than a wooden knife, Zhou Yanbo felt a little powerless, and he didn't even know how long he could hold on.

"Okay!" Zhou Yunpeng smiled, "I won't play with you anymore, since I know the weakness, then ...... You have to be careful, I won't let you take advantage of it again. ”

"Not good!" Zhou Yanbo immediately got rid of his restraints and stepped back, "I'm afraid that Uncle will have another strong attack, last time I just barely caught it, if Uncle doubles his strength and speed...... I'm really done. ”

"Whoosh!" Without waiting for Zhou Yanbo to stop, Zhou Yunpeng quickly rushed towards him, and the knife also arrived in front of Zhou Yanbo. Suddenly, Zhou Yanbo found that countless knives were stabbing at him in front of him, Zhou Yanbo hurriedly raised the knife, and retreated while resisting Zhou Yunpeng's attack. With a brush, Zhou Yanbo didn't prevent a knife, and a bright red wound was stabbed on his left cheek, where did the blood slowly flow down.

"Bastard, this is the second time!" Zhou Yanbo couldn't help but curse in his heart, the last wound had already annoyed him a little, but Zhou Yanbo still had to concentrate on what was in front of him, he didn't want another wound on his face.

"What's the matter, you can't prevent it?" Zhou Yunpeng saw the bright red line on Zhou Yanbo's face.

"Less nonsense, stinky uncle!" Zhou Yanbo waved the 'snow cut' towards Zhou Yunpeng, "That's just carelessness, be careful I also draw a line on your face." ”

"Yo, if you have the ability, come on. Zhou Yunpeng said provocatively.

"Look at it!"

A quarter of an hour passed, and Zhou Yanbo no longer knew how many knives he had taken, and at this time, he gradually felt tired. "Flawed!" Zhou Yunpeng shouted, and at the same time, the knife swung upward, and Zhou Yanbo's knife was shocked out of his hand and fell to the side.

"Oops!" Zhou Yanbo immediately accelerated and retreated, but Zhou Yunpeng immediately followed. Looking at the knife that was about to wipe his neck, Zhou Yanbo gritted his teeth, raised the 'Snow Cut' and shouted, "Damn!" At the same time, he threw the 'Snow Cut' at Zhou Yunpeng, and accelerated back again.

Zhou Yunpeng had to stop and pick it up with the 'snow cut' thrown by the knife. 'Snow Cut' changed course and stuck into the trunk of the tree.

Zhou Yunpeng looked at the dagger inserted into the tree, and then at Zhou Yanbo, who stopped panting, and said lightly: "Nephew, no......! You've lost!" After speaking, he waved his knife and rushed towards Zhou Yanbo.

"Did you lose?" Looking at Zhou Yunpeng who rushed over, Zhou Yanbo smiled slightly.

When people are on the verge of failure or death, there will be a kind of frustration, unwillingness, and even despair and fear. And these negative emotions will be reflected in people's expressions. Even a calm person like Zhou Yanbo is no exception. However, when Zhou Yunpeng swung the back of his knife at Zhou Yanbo, about to foreshadow Zhou Yanbo's failure, Zhou Yunpeng did not see a trace of frustration and unwillingness from Zhou Yanbo's expression, let alone a trace of despair and fear...... The corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, Zhou Yanbo is laughing?

Zhou Yunpeng felt that he hadn't won yet, and what he said just now seemed to be too early. This little nephew of his, who had given him too many surprises, almost failed him in the first two times alone......

With a muffled sound, the knife stopped, and Zhou Yunpeng chuckled in his heart, sure enough...... He looked sideways and saw that Zhou Yanbo had an extra folding fan in his hand at some point, and it was this folding fan that resisted the attack.

"Fan?" Zhou Yunpeng asked softly.

"That's right, it was it that defeated Mr. Su Husu. Zhou Yanbo responded.

"Just a fan!" Zhou Yunpeng was surprised.

"Of course, my dagger 'Snow Cut' will be used as a secondary attack for him. ”

"However, when I asked him why he failed, why didn't he say it?" At that time, when Zhou Yunpeng heard that Su Hu had failed, he was very surprised, so he went to ask him the reason, but Su Hu just smiled and said that he lost because of carelessness. Therefore, Zhou Yunpeng didn't care, he knew that Zhou Yanbo was good at using strategies to win, so he didn't care.

"That's because I begged him not to tell anyone. Zhou Yanbo looked at the confused Zhou Yunpeng, "This is my last trump card." ”

After Su Hu's defeat, Zhou Yanbo told him softly: "Please don't tell anyone about the folding fan, especially my uncle, please!" Su Hu also understood and agreed.

"I see, but ......," Zhou Yunpeng sighed, "Su Hu uses a fist, and you can win with a folding fan." But I have a knife in my hand, and you're not afraid I'll split your fan in two?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Su Hu's fist can be as sharp as a knife. Zhou Yanbo blurted out.

"Su Hu's fist style is intangible, how can it be compared to a tangible knife?"

"Hahaha! Uncle is really stubborn! Okay, you can try to cut off my last trump card!"

"Cut, too, is young, and your tone is exactly the same as that of your father. Then you see, watch your fan. With that, Zhou Yunpeng swung his knife at Zhou Yanbo's folding fan.

Zhou Yanbo's body bent back slightly, and the fan in his hand greeted the blade. In less than a second, the fan collided with the knife, but did not make a sound. The folding fan was like ice, it was not cut, but slipped to the middle of the knife, and with a slight hit, the knife was out of its original trajectory, and Zhou Yanbo also took advantage of it to retreat.

Due to the change in the trajectory of the knife, Zhou Yunpeng's movements were also affected and he almost fell. But he immediately adjusted his posture and rushed towards Zhou Yanbo, staring at his folding fan, trying to see why. Zhou Yanbo bowed down, and also accelerated towards Zhou Yunpeng, with a folding fan on his chest, ready to attack or defend at any time.

"100 meters...... Fifty meters...... Thirty meters...... 10 meters ...... Nine...... Eight!" Zhou Yunpeng resolutely stabbed the knife into Zhou Yanbo's chest, trying to pierce the folding fan.

Zhou Yanbo also pointed the folding fan towards the tip of the knife, "It's coming!" Zhou Yunpeng said silently. The fan bone touched the tip of the knife, but in the next second, the folding fan slid down the blade, Zhou Yanbo pushed it gently, and the knife deviated from the direction again, passing by Zhou Yanbo's side, less than a centimeter away. Zhou Yunpeng was stunned, he didn't expect that the knife that must have been hit would be missed, and Zhou Yanbo also took the opportunity to staggered with Zhou Yunpeng.

The two turned around at the same time, looking at each other. Zhou Yunpeng stared at Zhou Yanbo's folding fan, there was not a single knife mark on it, it was very smooth. Zhou Yunpeng frowned, iron and wood are not the same hardness, even if the iron is lightly scratched on the wood, it is possible to draw a trace, but Zhou Yanbo's folding fan ......

Zhou Haizhao, who was watching from a distance, was also stunned, not surprised by that phenomenon, but by Zhou Yanbo's move, he knew!

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