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"Come on!" Song Qi urged.

"Brother Song, you won't suddenly have a dragon scale sword in your hand." One of the housekeepers joked. In the Qiantang Prefecture Office, the scene of the dragon scale sword appearing out of thin air in Song Qi's hand to instantly kill the head of the strong sect left a deep impression on the hearts of all the families.

"So you're worried about this! Rest assured, nothing will appear in my hands. Song Qi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

The family members looked at each other once, and signaled with their eyes who would attack first and who would attack later. Because Mao Yong said, don't make a sound when attacking. His meaning is clear, he can launch a sneak attack.

"Oh~" A family member standing in front of Song Qi rushed forward with an arrow.

"Good time!" Song Qi didn't move, his eyes were staring at the family in front of him, and the corners of his eyes and ears were paying attention to the left and right behind him, he knew that the person in front of him was completely covering and paralyzing.

"Woo Woo Woo~"

Song Qi noticed that four other family members were sneaking up on him, left and right, and from behind.

Song Qi smiled slightly, and when the family in front of him approached, he suddenly moved quickly to the right.

"Bang~" Song Qi's shoulder hit the chest of the family who attacked from the right, knocking him on his back and falling to the ground, grinning his teeth.

"Bang~" Seeing that Song Qi moved away, the family in front couldn't stop his feet, and collided with the family who attacked from behind, making him dizzy and dizzy. The people who came from the other two directions did not stop their steps, and crashed into the two dizzy family members, who were already shaking, and fell down with a bang when they were hit by this one.

The other five people quickly dispatched and besieged Song Qi from the front, back, left and right. Song Qi squatted on the spot and came to a 360-degree sweeping leg.

"Oops~" Immediately a family member was swept down.

The five family members who fell to the ground went down to rest, and the remaining ten people also rushed up, and fifteen people launched a siege on Song Qi. But when their fists were about to hit Song Qi's chest, they immediately retreated, and when they retreated to their bodies, they immediately retracted them.

Song Qi understood, they didn't dare to hit themselves. He felt a little proud in his heart, but then realized that such a method of fighting would not help improve his combat effectiveness at all.

"You're going to beat me, and if you shrink back like this, I'll be angry!" Song Qi could only resort to coercion.

The ladies looked at each other, nodded their heads to each other, and began to launch a real offensive.

When he landed, Song Qi received three punches and two kicks.

"That's right! The person who punched me just now will be rewarded with one tael of silver, and the one who kicks me will be rewarded with two taels of silver. Song Qi launched another temptation.

"Looks like we're going to make money today!" Those family members grinned and launched an even more aggressive offensive.

In an instant, Song Qi lost more than a hundred taels of silver, but he was very happy, and he became more and more brave the more he fought, and soon put the dozen or so family members to the ground one by one. Now Song Qi had to deal with these twenty or so bare-handed family members, which was very easy, because his strength was greater than any of them, and his speed was faster than anyone else.

The first round of the battle ended, and it took less than a pillar of incense. Mao Yong lit incense in the tea pavilion and timed.

In the second round, Song Qisheng was still the winner, but it took a little longer, and the loss of silver was as high as 200 taels, because the five Jiading who fell to the ground first in the first round also launched a real attack this time.

In the third round, Song Qi still won, and the time taken was shortened, and the loss of silver was only more than 100 taels, because Song Qi summed up the experience of the previous two battles and improved his strategic and tactical level.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Mao Yong walked over from the teahouse and announced loudly: "Next, Brother Song is going to fight against the twenty brothers holding wooden sticks with his bare hands. ”

Can you fight with twenty sticks with your bare hands? Song Qi had a headache. He didn't say anything, though. He understood that Mao Yong's arrangement was entirely to improve his dodge speed when he was about to fight. Punches and kicks can be hard, but wooden sticks are not hard to hit, you can only dodge.

"Look at the stick!" Jia Ding, who was standing in front of Song Qi, picked up his stick and began to attack.

But when the wooden stick was about to hit Song Qi's body, it was suddenly retracted. In fact, Song Qi can dodge, and as soon as the other party's stick is withdrawn, it makes Song Qi's dodge seem quite funny.

"Whoever kicks me will be rewarded with two taels of silver, and whoever beats me with a stick will be rewarded with four taels of silver." Song Qi repeated the old trick again and put out the lure plan. He did this not because his flesh was itching, but because he wanted the brothers to show their true skills.

The ladies looked at each other with a look of hesitation, for they knew that the strength of the stick was much stronger than the punch and the kick. If this sturdy stick goes down, Song Qi will definitely be injured, and he will have to be rewarded with silver, how can this be justified?

"Just do what Brother Song says!" Mao Yong's majestic voice sounded from the tea pavilion.

Those family members had no choice but to do so, and the sticks were whirring and smashing at Song Qi from all directions.

Although Song Qi encouraged them to smash themselves, he would not stand there stupidly and be beaten. In the face of the smashed sticks, he dodged left and right in the gap between the sticks, shuttled back and forth, and was hit by the sticks one after another. Song Qi was surprised to find that his body was very capable of sticking, and he knew that the brothers had reduced their strength when they fell from the stick.

After about three sticks of incense, Song Qi finally took down the twenty brothers one by one, but he took more than 40 sticks and won a disastrous victory.

"It's too slow!" Mao Yong said dissatisfied, "Go on." ”

In the second round, Song Qi won again, spending two and a half incense sticks and more than 30 sticks on his body.

In the third round, Song Qi won again, the time was reduced to two sticks of incense, and the number of sticks on his body was also reduced to more than 20 strokes.

"That's it!" Mao Yong strode out of the teahouse and waved his hand to those brothers, who retreated to stand outside the circle of lines, and Mao Yong said to Song Qi: "Now, you take an ordinary sword and fight against the Meteor Hammer of the war year. ”

Zhan Nian got up from the teahouse, strode out, stood beside Mao Yong, looked at Song Qi with an indifferent smile on his face, and bowed his hand and said, "General Song, if I accidentally bump into you, please bear with me!" ”

"Well said!" Song Qi smiled happily.

"Use this sword!" Mao Yong turned around and walked to the weapon rack next to him, took out an ordinary iron sword, and threw it to Song Qi at a distance of more than a dozen steps.

The iron sword flipped a few times in the air, and flew towards the top of Song Qi's head with the sound of whirring wind, Song Qi hurriedly reached out and grabbed it in the air, holding the middle of the sword body steadily.

"Good!" The onlookers who stood by applauded and admired.

"In the same way, you can't get out of the circle, whoever gets out of the circle will lose." Mao Yong glanced at Song Qi and Zhan Nian, and said in a serious tone.

"General Song, you attack me three times first." Zhan Nian stretched out his hand to Song Qi and said with a smile. (To be continued.) )