Finally, after jumping away, Zhu Chun covered his swollen and sore cheeks and glared angrily:

"Where did a wild boy with no eyesight dare to sneak attack your Uncle Zhu! The skin is itchy, and you are impatient to live! ”

Pulling out a white plain silk from his sleeve, Xiao Yu first wiped his hands leisurely, and then said slowly:

"Wild boy? Not really. Anyway, I Chiyu is also a student of this Zhongdi Academy. I have admired Brother Zhu's name for a long time, and the special one will give a big gift first, so that Brother Zhu can be sober and sober, and by the way, he will be able to play a game with Brother Zhu seriously. This is called saluting before soldiering. How about it, Brother Zhu, in the next big gift, can you give it back to the eyes of the law? ”

"Good, good!" Gritting his teeth and nodding again and again, Zhu Chun slowly dragged out a heavy gold-backed machete from behind him: "This meeting gift from the Chi family brothers is really novel and chic!" I'll accept it for the time being.,Thank you! ”

Before the words fell, the machete in Zhu Chun's hand was already carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, and it was slashed towards the thin and small Xiao Yu, like the wind!

Stepping on the spirit dance steps, Xiao Yu carried his hands and walked easily on the side of the blade, his face was still full of faint smiles:

"Well, they all say, there is no rudeness. He is by no means a stingy person. Brother Zhu wants to play a few tricks, and he will be accompanied by him! ”

"A little rabbit cub, dare to hit your Uncle Zhu, look at the knife!" Zhu Chun squeaked and screamed, and danced the machete in his hand like a sunflower fan in summer, one move after another, desperately snapping.

Seeing his vigor, Xiao Yu did not draw his sword, but still carried his hands, stepped on the spirit dance steps, and walked around the angry Zhu Chun, walking in circles.

This footwork is very exquisite!

Seeing that, Zhu Chun's machete, whirring and whirring, danced like a wheel to beckon Xiao Yu's body, but every move was like a ghost, and when she was about to get on the corner of Xiao Yu's clothes, she gently and skillfully avoided it.

Seeing her slippery steps, Zhu Chun became more and more angry.

On the one hand, he hated the hatefulness of the thief in front of him, and on the other hand, he secretly gathered his strength and killed the killer.

That Zhu Chun, seeing that he was sweating with all his strength, had never been able to cut a little corner of Xiao Yu's clothes, and couldn't help but scream angrily!

Xiao Yu smiled calmly not far away:

"Brother Zhu, your knife technique doesn't seem to be very good? Why haven't you been able to hit every move? Your accuracy is too bad, isn't it? ”

With a swollen face, Zhu Chun stopped and dragged his knife to stand.

After a strong gasp like a bellows, the corners of Zhu Chun's mouth faintly oozed a little blood.

Looking at Xiao Yu who was laughing freely on the side, Zhu Chun finally roared, threw away the gold-backed machete, and with red eyes, he pounced in the direction of Xiao Yu with his bare hands!

Is this the rhythm of hand-to-hand combat?

Xiao Yu smiled at the corner of his lips, raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a "Zheng" sound, he first popped out the golden short blade from the sleeve of his right hand.

Seeing that Zhu Chun rushed towards him like a crazy bear, Xiao Yu shook his hand into a fist unhurriedly, and first handed his right fist towards Zhu Chun's abdomen.