The shade of the lush trees shades the noon sun, and a few wisps of white occasionally shine through the shadows of the trees, just like a child, naughty and unrestrained.

"Yes, bet on martial arts."

When the words fell, Zuimo Mo directly replied confidently, although his voice was very light, but his firm tone seemed to have great confidence in himself.

Looking at the drunken ink in front of me, who was full of confidence in himself, I don't know if I ignored the sarcasm in my tone, or if I was really sure, plus the previous descriptions of Qing Lingzi and Big Tangerine, I couldn't help but feel a little curious, and then whispered softly: "Okay, let's make a move." "Speaking of which, this is indeed the first time to compete with a player, and it's not that I want him to make the first move, but I really want to see the special features of other martial arts.

"Wait, wait!" "Big brother wait!"

As soon as the words fell, Zui Mo suddenly shouted, as if there was something important that had not been said and was afraid that I would suddenly make a move, after seeing my gradually puzzled eyes, a smug smile appeared on Zui Mo's round face, and then he smiled in his mouth: "Hey, big brother, we are different from others, and our method is interesting!" ”

"Oh?" Ben heard that Zuimmo stopped and thought that he had something else to do, but he couldn't help but ask, I didn't expect him to say that he chose a special method to learn from me, although he knew that the way he chose should be beneficial to him, but he still wanted to hear his thoughts, and then he agreed: "Okay, let's hear it." ”

"Hahahaha" "Hehe" Seeing that I agreed, Qing Lingzi and Big Orange, who were standing on the side, suddenly laughed.

Hearing the laughter of Qing Lingzi and Big Tangerine, Drunken Mo didn't mean to stop at all, and didn't even pay attention to it, just said to me: "Everyone knows that routines can be matched at will, but there will be a ventilation time when the fists and palms switch to each other, and my way is to only use the routines I am best at." "Big brother, how about we win or lose with a routine?"

What is the ventilation time? Hearing the way of drunken ink, I couldn't help but move in my heart, didn't they all use the same kind of true qi, how could there be time for ventilation? Could it be that I rarely use my true qi with the Flower Shadow Snake technique and the Tang Sect's secret weapon technique? Doubts flashed in his mind about Drunken Mo's words, it doesn't matter if he uses the same set of ways, after seeing Tang Shaofei and Senior Sister Yu's shots, he also has his own views on martial arts, it seems that there are only a few moves in the Flower Shadow Snake and the Tangmen secret weapon, but when it is really used, it can be combined differently, and even the same trick is used in different ways in different situations, seeing that Drunken Mo is still waiting for me to agree, I can't help but put away my thoughts and say at the same time: "According to your method." ”

"Hahaha, brother, don't you know, this drunk can only use one routine, and he is afraid that he will be beaten by others with restrained routines!"

"Hehe, Brother Tai is underestimating the enemy, and he has been caught by this called Hanako, be careful."

As soon as the words of agreement fell, Qing Lingzi and Da Tangerine laughed one after another, quite happily watching the play.

"Hmph, what's the use of learning more, when I play with the drunken stick, I don't need to beat you like a dog." Hearing the words of the two of them, Wu Yu looked at me with big eyes and turned his head to the side, looked at Qing Lingzi and Big Orange and hummed, after speaking, he turned back to me again, and said, "Big brother won't not understand this truth, right?" Unlike some people, no matter how much they learn, they still lose if they don't play well. ”

"Heh" Hearing the words that Drunken Mo meant something, plus Qing Lingzi and Big Tangerine looked like they wanted to speak but choked and couldn't find the words to refute them, they couldn't help but laugh in their hearts, but what he said did make sense, Tang Shaofei, Senior Sister Yu and even Brother Qingfeng, said that they don't communicate with each other Secret Weapon Fist Kung Fu I don't believe it myself, but when it comes to really fighting, I am good at it, erudition does have advantages, but not everyone is a martial arts genius, and can apply what he has learned, and the drunken stick in his mouth seems to have heard it somewhere, "Drunken stick Yun Feiyun?" When I silently recited in my heart, I suddenly thought of the existence of Lin Moliang who mentioned that in the Eight Sects and Six Potentials, I was equivalent to a second-generation disciple like me, Yun Feiyun became famous with a drunken stick, but he would also be a drunken stick?! The thought turned and his eyes couldn't help but flash.

Although the drunken stick doesn't sound very domineering and gorgeous, it is at least a high-level martial art from the hands of the second-generation disciple martial arts! And it's also from one of the eight beggars!

Although the drunken ink in front of me will learn the drunken stick, I am also confident in my own strength, and although the leisurely life of Tangjiabao is good, it always lacks the excitement of the Jianghu people, not to mention that I also want to see the difference between the drunken stick and the high-level of the Flower Shadow Snake! After thinking about it, he said to the drunken ink who was holding the wooden stick: "Let's start." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ben was carrying a wooden stick, and the drunken ink who was carrying the wooden stick suddenly flipped over the stick, and he first went to the end of his hand to point over, the speed was extremely fast, and when the stick body was halfway pointed, he opened his mouth with a vulture, "Seal the long snake!" ”

"Huh!"

Looking at the stick body that came quickly, I couldn't help but light up, no matter the angle or the way of the shot, it was very suitable for testing, and the drunken ink was worthy of the name of this scoundrel, and he made a move in advance without saying a word, and he also reminded him halfway, but it was a reminder, and this sound also distracted my already distracted attention a little, obviously ill-intentioned.

Looking at the end of the wooden stick that is about to reach the front of him, it seems to be smooth and abnormal because of the drunken ink often held in his hand, and the texture is also very hard, although he can't attach the internal strength with his current ability, but I have no doubt that the point on the body will be very painful, it's too late to block it head-on, turn the palm, bend the fingers, pop out, the golden snake tail!

"Smack!"

A crisp sound came out, although it was not on the top of the stick, but the thin force on the stick was like a point on the long snake seven inches, and it was directly deviated from the direction of the point, and it crossed my face, drawing an extremely long arc.

Drunk Mo saw that his wooden stick was pointed out by me, and surprise flashed on his face, as if he didn't expect me to take it hard, and then Drunk Mo's black eyes flickered, and then he turned his wrist, and with the wrist movement, the wooden stick that was originally an oblique arc suddenly pressed down, and the action was very natural, "Snake Pan Qingzhu!" ”

"Feelings, this is treating me like bamboo." Hearing the reminder that Zuimmo was moving first and then exiting, the corners of his lips couldn't help but bend, and the wooden stick that I had just beaten out was directly pulled back by him with a flip of his wrist, and he used this force to hit me back, making my previous shot seem to be helping him!

Seeing the wooden stick that was coiled towards me like a snake, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, his eyes moved slightly, and the "Fire Tree Silver Flower" raised his hand, struck out, and then lifted and struck again, and each time the force of the blow just offset part of the momentum of the fall, and I don't know if it was an illusion, every time the palm hit the stick, the hard stick body actually had a boneless feeling like a snake body.

Sensing that the force on the stick had almost been counteracted by me, the drunken gaze and dark eyes flashed with seriousness.

"Shekou Needle!" (To be continued.) )