Yang Shuang really didn't want to participate in the competition.

One is that he doesn't know martial arts routines, and the machete he practiced in the army in his previous life is just a killing move, and he pays attention to killing the enemy with one hit. And military boxing, although it can be used in actual combat, seems to have little effect on the ancient battlefield.

Second, Luo Yi is not only a second-generation official, but also a cautious eye who does all kinds of evil, fierce and cunning, rigid and self-serving, and does not pay attention to benevolence and righteousness. In the romance, it is even more than its fictional son Luo Cheng!

Living in the rivers and lakes, I am not afraid of provoking real villains, but I am afraid of offending hypocrites.

But according to Luo Yi's performance last night, it is impossible to surpass the Dunhuang Warlord in terms of combat power, and the violent tiger Feng He will hit it with one blow nine times out of ten, making it disgraced, and it is estimated that Liang Zike will be finished by then!

offended him, although he didn't know what to do with himself, he couldn't bear him Lao Tzu to put on small shoes for himself.

The small shoes of the Dunhuang lord, Yang Shuang will not hurt his feet if he wears them, but his Lao Tzu's small shoes are not worn by anyone, it is said that they are a big official of the Wei Mansion!

Yang Shuang decided to tell the truth, "What, I don't understand your routines, let's forget it." ”

Old Kunlun smiled when he heard this, "The routine is dead, Ah San and the little Taoist priest exchange swordsmanship and marksmanship, but it is just a etiquette exchange between schools to show respect to each other!" ”

The old man surnamed Jiang nodded slightly.

Luo Yi was polite and arched his hand: "I hope Brother Yang will teach you more!" ”

Hypocrite!

This guy is an absolute hypocrite!

When several people met last night, Yang Shuang could see all kinds of disdain in his eyes.

To himself, to Shi Da, to the bearded guest, to Ding Yanping, all the same!

"I don't dare to teach me, I haven't learned any knife and marksmanship, all of them are fighting skills in the army, and I guess I can't get into the eyes of the masters."

"Hey! Boy, are you praising us or hurting us?! Old Kunlun was a little unhappy, and said angrily: "If the combat skills can't enter our eyes, doesn't it mean that martial arts are just shows?" Did you know that combat skills are far more valuable than martial arts? The learned literary and martial arts, the goods are in the emperor's house, the best martial arts, naturally in the royal treasury, as well as the general's mansion! When our brothers came to such a desolate place to defend the border for 20 years, in order to learn the way of killing! You even said that the combat skills are not in our eyes! What about the Nest Man? ”

Yang Shuang heard the words, yes, since the words are here, then there is no need to be polite, the emperor is far away, Luo Yi and his Lao Tzu are breaking the cow, can they still manage the border? Immediately asked tentatively, "That······· The two of us are really comparing each other? ”

Old Kunlun's face instantly turned from gloomy to sunny, and he said happily: "Great! Yay! Since the Wuhu Rebellion, the generals in the army have always surpassed the martial arts reckless, and today we can see the majestic posture of Lao Hei fighting alone in Wolf Mountain, which is worth the trip! ”

In his heart, Yang Shuang must obtain the true inheritance of Lao Hei, otherwise how could he be so strong.

The apprentice lost to Ding Yanping, according to his upright character, he had already put his dissatisfaction on his face, if there was no one else, it was estimated that he would give the apprentice a vivid practical lesson on the spot.

Now I see other people's disciples fighting, and I am so unhappy. It doesn't matter who wins or loses, at least there's a partner, isn't it?

The old man surnamed Jiang bowed his head and smiled, "Lao Kunlun and I will check for the two of you, don't worry, you can't hurt each other!" ”

"That's good!" Yang Shuang agreed, turned his head to look at Yumen Pass, and shouted loudly: "Sons, bring Lao Tzu's weapons!" ”

"Poof·······

Before the words fell, everyone around them burst into laughter.

Old Kunlun rubbed his dark face and scolded with a smile: "Are you kid not so strange and strange that you have seen too many ghost stories, thinking that you are the holy king of the demon clan?" Do you even have to carry a weapon? Does it weigh a thousand pounds?! ”

Luo Yi's face was still gentle, but the contempt in his eyes was even worse than last night.

Even the old man surnamed Jiang is also dissatisfied, martial arts competition is not child's play, if you don't take it seriously, this is an insult to your opponent!

The bearded guest was expressionless, and the guy had been pondering since the defeat.

Only Ding Yanping knew what Yang Shuang's weapon was, and when he heard that someone needed to lift it up, his face suddenly turned strange.

To be honest, if he was allowed to learn from this fake monk, he would rather open his mouth and shout big brother!

Last night, he saw with his own eyes that the fake monk was carrying a door panel weighing two hundred catties, and instantly arrived twenty meters away, and then directly shot seven or eight people to death!

Mother, be yourself, let alone resist, it is estimated that there will not even be time to react.

The gun takes a flexible route, even if the strength is required, it is to increase the speed of the move, otherwise it is better to use a hard spear and cultivate the overlord gun!

Whether it is his own double gun or Luo Yi's single gun, what he is most afraid of encountering is power suppression. If the opponent's moves are clumsy and the skill wins, but if the opponent is equally flexible, or like a fake monk, finding a huge shield to block the front, then it will be a bit numb, just like a dog with a hedgehog, and there is nowhere to put his mouth

Thinking of this, Ding Yanping looked at Luo Yi's gaze with a hint of sympathy.

It is said that last night's night attack, the fake monk seemed to have found some amazing treasure, and he had to call for a change of shield!

That's right, Yang Shuang did find a treasure!

Screens of the Turkic people.

No, it should be a totem to be exact!

It is two and a half meters high, about one and a half meters wide, and the lone wolf with a roaring moon is carved in the middle, and the top is depicted with winged eagles, and there are many inexplicable symbols scattered in the four corners.

Yang Shuang has seen this thing.

When I went on a mission to Europe, I took a quick look at it in a museum.

There is a difference between the two, the one in the previous life is more ornate and made entirely of metal. This one, however, is made of an iron frame inlaid with sunken wood.

In the future, it will have a name, called Wolf Totem, and here, listening to Wu Kun, it should be Tardu.

This thing is very heavy, although the size is almost the same as the door panel, but the weight is far from the latter, if you don't fuse the soul, I'm afraid Yang Shuang won't even be able to drag it!

The totem is an ornament, and the back has several fixed ropes made of cow tendons, which happen to be tied to the arm, so it becomes a natural shield.

"Hey! Hey!! ”

When the sword and shield soldiers learned that the boss was going to learn martial arts, they were like fighting chicken blood, and more than a dozen people raised their totems and ran in small steps shouting trumpets.

And, in order to add momentum, the earth on which the bigfoot stepped on it popped.

Yang Shuang's head was full of black lines.

The "masters" who were waiting for the competition were even more dumbfounded.

"This ······ Is this your weapon? Old Kunlun was a little stammered, "Look at this thickness, even if it is all sunken wood, there are three hundred catties!" Are you sure you can dance? ”

The pensive bearded guest was also awakened by the huge movement, and looked up with a stunned expression.

The corners of Ding Yanping's mouth twitched, and sure enough, the fake monk still used this thing as a weapon!

Yang Shuang didn't answer, and the fusion battle spirit stepped forward and reached out to grab the totem from the crowd of bluffing sword and shield soldiers.

Swinging from side to side, it feels like the weight is still a bit light.

Perhaps, this is the world of romance! Yang Shuang really couldn't believe that there were people in the world who could dance a weapon of 500 catties, but he did it! 'Damn, am I the reincarnation of the Overlord?' Or was Li Yuanba born a few years earlier and cast the wrong baby? ’

Luo Yi, who stood with a pestle and a gun and waited to learn, saw his opponent swinging the door panel easily, and his eyes were still full of disdain.

The level of combat power is not determined by the weight of the weapon, otherwise with two copper tripod sledgehammers, the world will not let you go? (500 pounds per tripod)