Everyone looked at Yuan Pengpeng and was stunned.

Bamboo, Yuan Pengpeng actually resisted a bamboo coming in, the leaves of the bamboo were still fresh, and it looked like it had just been cut from the bamboo garden.

Yuan Pengpeng didn't know what Lin Wei wanted bamboo for, and when Qiao Potter defeated Xue Chengfeng, Lin Wei whispered to him and asked him to find a bamboo to come over.

So Yuan Pengpeng ran to the bamboo garden and cut a bamboo.

Lin Wei put down the sword, took the bamboo, folded a little more than a meter from the thin end, and then used the tip of the bamboo to draw a circle with a diameter of a little more than a meter under his feet, and pointed the bamboo at Qiao Porter, "Okay, you can start, if I get out of this circle, even if I lose." ”

Wow! The crowd suddenly smashed the pot.

That's too much to brag about! In order to have a mouth addiction before, it was okay to have a big mouth fight, but now the more you blow, the more you have no score, you actually use bamboo to compete with Joe Porter to compare swords, and what do you learn from Sun Wukong, saying that you will lose when you go out of the circle, are you Sun Wukong? Is it useful for any circle?

Yuan Pengpeng covered his face with some shame, it turns out that you asked me to get a piece of bamboo just to brag?

"Your man is too good at blowing." Hu Chengliang straightened the hem of the Hanfu, sat down cross-legged beside Qu Jing, picked up a bottle of mineral water that had not yet been opened, and unscrewed it.

"He's not bragging." Qu Jing looked at Lin Wei stupidly, his eyes full of happiness as he fought those vampires on the life raft in his mind.

Ahem, Hu Chengliang was choked by the water and coughed twice, hurriedly put down the water bottle, looked at Qu Jing and shook his head, it's really not the same person who doesn't enter the door, it turns out that Qu Jing will brag like this.

Seeing that Lin Wei not only insulted such a noble sport, but also didn't take himself seriously, Joe Porter laughed angrily, "It's a good thing for a person to be confident, but arrogance is to send himself to the grave!" Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you! ”

After speaking, he held the saber in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed upwards to his chest, "Come on!" "No matter how angry I am in my heart, I can't lose the etiquette of fencing.

"I said, standing here, even if I lose out of this circle, come on!" Lin Wei shook the bamboo, it looked a little funny, it really looked like a three- or five-year-old child waving bamboo.

"Bragging doesn't make you win this game!" Joe Potter snorted coldly, lunged and sprinted, swinging his sword at Lin Wei.

His speed was very fast, and he didn't show any mercy because Lin Wei was using bamboo, Lin Wei jumped clumsily in the circle, and the bamboo in his hand was also waving in front of him like a three-year-old child.

Qiao Porter's sword formed a straight line in the air, without the slightest skew, and stabbed towards Lin Wei's chest, and it seemed that an afterimage caused by friction with the air could still be seen at the tip of the sword.

Finished! Even if the onlookers are a layman, they know that this time Lin Wei is finished, Qiao Porter's movements are so standard and fast, and Lin Wei still dances bamboo like a three-year-old child, although the movements are a bit like learning fencing, but in everyone it looks more like a Handan toddler.

Seeing that Joe Porter's sword was on Lin Wei's chest, the timid girl rope closed her eyes in fright.

Although Xue Chengfeng was annoyed that Qiao Potter had insulted his fencing club, he also snorted coldly in his heart when he saw that Lin Wei was about to lose miserably, so it was okay, no one would argue with him in the future.

While! There was a sound of bamboo and metal colliding, just when everyone thought that Lin Wei would be defeated, something unexpected happened, the sword that was originally stabbed at Lin Wei's chest was offset at this time, and Qiao Porter stumbled under his feet, and his body slid past Lin Wei.

But Lin Wei only turned around slightly, and didn't even move his steps.

"Good!" Yuan Pengpeng saw that Lin Wei actually opened Qiao Porter's sword in one fell swoop, and immediately shouted and applauded!

As soon as Yuan Pengpeng applauded, everyone also recovered from the shock and applauded.

Xue Chengfeng and Hou Li were also dumbfounded, Lin Wei's clumsy movements actually defused Qiao Porter's lunge forward stab? These people had fought Jopote, and knew how terrifying the speed and power of his lunge stab was.

In the club, only Xue Chengfeng and Hou Li were barely able to avoid his sword, but Lin Wei had never learned fencing at all, he actually avoided Qiao Porter's sword, and he avoided it with bamboo, and the movements were still so clumsy and funny!

Is it a coincidence? Xue Chengfeng: It seems that they can only think about it in this way, which is reasonable.

Also shocked was Joe Porter, who thought that this sword could end the game, but who knew that just when he was about to hit the opponent, Lin Wei's indiscriminate swinging bamboo hit his sword body, and a fencing master knew that place was the place where the sword body was the least powerful, but the pressure on the swordsman was the greatest, as long as it was hit accurately in that place, the sword could be easily cut away with very little force.

Joe Porter steadied himself and looked at Lin Wei suspiciously, he is also a fencing master? But it's not like ah, although he learns how to fencing in the circle, but it's more like a child playing than fencing.

But he is not a master of swordsmanship, why is he able to easily open his sword? That must be a coincidence! Qiao Porter thought about it, made up his mind in his heart, and immediately attacked Lin Wei again.

"Your sword is low." Lin Wei still danced the bamboo in the circle he had demarcated like a three-year-old child, knocking it with the bamboo as he spoke.

Syllable! The bamboo struck on Jo Porter's sword, and the shoulder that had been attacking Lin Wei's abdomen deviated from the original trick and stabbed to the ground.

Joe Potter hurriedly withdrew his sword, picked it up, and pointed it down at Lin Wei's wrist.

"Weak wrists!" Lin Wei continued, his hand flickered, the tip of the bamboo and the tip of the sword collided together, and Joe Porter's sword swung away again.

"This move should be half a step forward!"

"The waist should be forced!"

"The tip of the sword should be a little to the left!"

Every time Joe Porter attacks, Lin Wei has to say a word, it doesn't look like he is competing with Joe Porter, but like a senior pointing out his juniors, but the key is that Lin Wei's movements look clumsy, jumping left and right in the circle, it really looks like a three- or five-year-old child is beating with bamboo, but every time he can accurately and skillfully resolve Joe Porter's offensive.

Xue Chengfeng's face is getting darker and darker, if you want to say that it is a coincidence, then can it be resolved every time, is it still called a coincidence? Moreover, through careful observation, Lin Wei said that every sentence was really a deficiency in Qiao Porter's swordsmanship, and he knew at this time why Lin Wei was reluctant to practice fencing before, because these people were not qualified to teach him at all! He is a true master of swordsmanship.

(End of chapter)