In the first half, Li Hua was embarrassed to deal with sweat, and in the second half, Mu Bing's weapon was suppressed several times, and his face was like a pulp when he retired from the game.

This black and skinny tomboy is completely deadly, if he doesn't hide a little, he will definitely lose both, or...... Is it my own injury......

Mu Ding stepped forward and hugged Mu Bing, with a little disbelief on his face, he was really defeated, or politely gave the young master brother dei face?

Looking at the dynamics of the competition, Mu Bing is still light and light......

Sweating so much at the end of the game doesn't look like letting you win.

Mu Bing's face was indescribable, and before he could find the language of explanation, he heard a cheer behind him, and Xiaobao and Shishi, who were shocked, finally came back to their senses, and their master won!

The lion's head followed by "┗|'O′|┛嗷~~".

Villager of Liuwa Village: What kind of meal is this?

Gou Shao must have felt that he had lost face, pinched the wooden warehouse in his arms without saying a word, and was planning to go home in his mind, so he could discuss with his eldest brother and call Mu Jia and Mu Yi to find the field......

Where is Li Hua, who has just found his feelings, willing to let them leave so easily? There are a lot of flowers of wisdom in her mind, and she needs actual combat, more actual combat, to consolidate and precipitate to condense......

"Muding, let's fight again!"

At this time, it was almost noon, and the bleak winter sun was also a little warmer, Li Hua was full of energy, his eyebrows were smiling, but his tone was firm and persistent: "Mu Ding, are you willing to fight?" ”

The second invitation, are you embarrassed to pretend not to hear?

Mu Ding turned around and proposed very sincerely: "Master Li, you are tired now, Mu Ding is not a martial artist, let's do it next time." ”

O(* ̄) ̄*)o is quite considerate of the opponent.

The black thin boy girl had a mischievous look and a bright smile, and her voice rose again: "Mu Ding, do you dare to fight?" ”

Mu Yang stomped his feet and waved his arm: "Mu Ding, you go, if you win, the master will be rewarded!" ”

This kid didn't know how much pocket money he could get a month, and he was ashamed to say that he wanted to buy all Li Hua's peppers......

No matter how many children are counted, they are also masters, and Mu Ding must obey orders.

Originally, I wanted to fight......

He thought that Mu Ding's weapon was also a soft sword at his waist, but he walked to the carriage parked in the backyard and pulled out a long stick from the lower corner of the carriage.

It's really long, Li Hua has also practiced long sticks, and the one on the weapon rack of the martial arts hall is considered long, two meters six.

Muding's ...... Visually four meters long!

No wonder I had never seen the two coachmen use weapons against them before, and it was inconvenient to dare to be affectionate.

Why not make it scalable? A thought crossed Li Hua's mind.

However, she didn't allow her to think too much, after Mu Ding pulled out the whole long stick, the tip of the stick was a little on the ground, and his body jumped up with his strength, like a well-trained pole athlete in the Olympics, and flew directly in front of Li Hua.

"Master Li, please advise!"

As soon as the words fell, the long stick danced in mid-air with a wind sound, and went straight to Li Hua's door.

Listen to the sound of the wind, it's still a muddy iron rod!

As a bladeless weapon, the stick has a long history and is known as the "chief of a hundred soldiers". When dancing, you need to have a lot of waist and leg strength and arm strength, and in actual combat, it is often long, big and heavy, and it is controlled by others.

Mu Ding is well versed in this, and when he saw Li Hua dodging to the side, he opened the mountain axe and slashed towards the muddy iron rod, and immediately changed it to "sweep" the momentum......

Don't underestimate the stick as a bladeless weapon, it can open and close when it dances, jump, split, sweep, dance, flexible and changeable, accompanied by the sound of the stick, the momentum is extremely fierce.

However, who is Li Hua? He is a martial arts successor who is proficient in all eighteen martial arts! Naturally, he has long been familiar with all kinds of weapons and routines. Once you let go of your hands and feet, it is the soldiers who will block the water and cover the earth, and see the move to use their strength to fight.

Only thirty rounds later, Li Hua took advantage of the long stick just swept and suddenly twisted his body, rising from an angle that could not be commonly theoretical, his toes were on the tip of the stick, and then he took advantage of the situation to glide and open the mountain axe to the door of Mu Ding Mian......

The physical strength of this body has been fully developed by her, and the sandbag that has been tied up for a long time has worked, Li Hua has become more and more courageous the more he fights, Mu Ding has shown defeat several times in a row, and there are also a few marks on the body of the muddy iron stick.

"Little one admits defeat!"

"Don't throw in the towel! Fight again! Fight again! ”

I've never seen such a bully......

Young Master Mu Yang cried, ashamed.

Mu Bing walked forward with a smile: "Master Li is tired, right?" Take a break. ”

I have already recognized the title of "Master Li".

That won't work either!

Li Hua continued to invite while not stopping: "Mu Bing, you two go together!" ”

What are you afraid of when beads of sweat splash and hit the ground? This body is hitting its limits again and again, persevering, and the more you insist, the faster you are......

Mu Ding's hair bun was scattered, and scattered broken hair and four-meter-long muddy iron rods floated in the air...... I can't shrink it to a meter now!

Mu Bing gritted his teeth to meet him, he understood that this Master Li would not give up until he reached his goal, and he would not let go of their brothers and sons if he was not tired and paralyzed.

"That's good! Let's just learn and don't hurt anyone......"

Mu Bing jumped into the battlefield again, Li Hua's spirit was greatly boosted, martial arts practitioners are strong when they are strong, the more challenging they are, the more significant their progress is, come and come, and fight for three hundred rounds!

Mu Yang pushed Xiaobao and shouted hatefully: "Your master is a madman!" ”

I won't call him a brother and a brother with his master at this time, and I will be a friend!

Xiaobao was not annoyed, his body staggered and still clapped his hands and smiled, he seemed to see his future self, and he was so heroic and vigorous...... slapped over a vote of the maids and women of the General's Mansion, and all knelt down and called "Dad......

As for why the person who was knocked over should be called "Dad", Xiaobao didn't understand, and Master didn't explain.

Anyway, it's very relieving to say this......

O(∩_∩)O haha~

Xiaobao, who is in a good mood and has a good temper, went to climb Mu Yang's shoulder: "Brother Yang, you also worship my master as a teacher, let's learn to open the mountain axe together, and fight ...... together"

Xiaobao covered his mouth, the master had already said it, and he was always worried about going to fight a group of maids.

He was so kind and willing to burn incense with others, but as a result, Young Master Mu wanted to cry even more, he pushed Xiaobao again, and also gave a pair of white eyes to Liu Shishi, who was watching the competition without blinking, and said indignantly: "Don't think about it!" I don't want to be your junior! To be ...... I have to be a big brother! ”

The ambition is so high! I have long said that you don't count in your heart.

The kind-hearted Xiaobao stumbled again, this time he was not happy, and went directly to Liu Shishi's side, he was still a bully by his own junior brother, and he would never bully his senior brother.

Mu Yang, who grinded his teeth with hatred, stomped his feet again and shouted, "Stop fighting!" I want to go home! ”

Go home to find your mother, or to find your brother?

It's naïve! Xiaobao pouted, Mu Yang was two years older than himself, he was not skilled in dressing, he still wore shoes, and he couldn't burn the fire to feed the rabbits and chickens......

The three of them finally stopped, stood still and enjoyed the pleasure of sweating like pulp, exhausted and unfinished.

Laugh at each other.