They started to play in their hometown dialect at the top, and the audience began to throw their shoes on the top, and the monkey man covered his mouth with his sleeve and laughed like a fool below......

At this time, I didn't expect that the man actually took the initiative to throw the knife aside and shouted: "You don't have it, and I don't want it." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Don't, don't, I'll use a stick."

As he spoke, Duanmu took down a copper stick from the weapon rack next to him, which weighed about thirty pounds and was wrapped in steel at both ends, which looked a little powerful. He waved it a few times in his hand as if it were nothing, and nodded: "Medium!" In this one! ”

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was any, seeing his action, the audience was quiet, although it was not difficult to swing a stick of thirty pounds, but there were definitely not many people who danced as light and elegant as him, and this can be known with the ass, and the feeling of being able to play a heavy weapon out of Emei thorn, this is an ordinary person?

Sure enough, Zhang Wenliang was also discerning, he picked up the knife again and gave Duanmu a thumbs up: "Brother, okay!" ”

"Brother, let's give up!"

After Duanmu finished speaking, he shook his steps three times in a row, and his body came to Zhang Wenliang like a ghost, and the stick followed closely and hit Zhang Wenliang's knife with a strong slur.

The back of the knife was not strong, and he was knocked by such a heavy stick, Zhang Wenliang suddenly lost his balance, and Duanmu was virtuous, he reached out and dragged Zhang Wenliang back to the ring, and he himself jumped back two steps, and the stick danced like a blooming peony flower, which was very beautiful.

This time, no one in the audience laughed at him anymore, and the applause was wave after wave. At that moment just now, it was really exciting, and it gave the other party a slap of Ma Wei and did not fall into martial arts and let the enemy admit his feelings, and although the body method and stick method did not dare to be said to be a top master, it could definitely be called exquisite.

"I didn't expect Brother Duanmu to be a stick......"

In the face of Qinglian's praise, the monkey master pouted: "He can be a fart, but after reaching a certain realm, it doesn't matter what the weapon is." The body, breath, and strength are the key. So a real master, such as your tassel sister, is called dad if you can beat him with a root fan. ”

At this time, the ring has begun to have the most fierce state of attack, heavy sword against copper stick, heavy weapons between the attack is far more beautiful than light weapons, every move and style are used with all their strength, the ring is full of sparks, the people who fight hard, people enjoy watching, but there is a long sleep of cheering in unison.

"Almost, he can't pretend anymore." The monkey master stood there with his arms crossed: "If you pretend to be stuffed again." ”

"Why?" Honglian asked anxiously, "Doesn't I think it's good?" ”

"Do you see this guy sweating!?"

I don't know if I don't look at it, but when I look at it, I find that Zhang Wenliang has been sweating profusely and his clothes are soaked, but Duanmu still looks like a smooth stream, there is not a drop of sweat on his forehead, and the stick under his hand is held steadily, not at all like the opponent's tiger's mouth has been shaken, and he trembles slightly.

Sure enough, before the monkey master's words landed, he heard a bang on the stage, the iron rod and the two-handed sword were broken in two at the same time, and Zhang Wenliang sat on the ground with his buttocks, snorting and panting.

"Enjoyable! The pleasure of a straight sissy thief! ”

And Duanmu stretched out his hand towards the monkey master and put on a helpless expression, then walked up to Zhang Wenliang and stretched out his hand to him, pulling him and making him stand up from the ground.

"Big brother! My brother can't beat you, please drink! ”

"Medium!" Duanmu smiled and nodded, his smile simple.

At this time, the roll call Xiaodao walked up to the stage in disbelief, and after glancing at Duanmu, he sang loudly: "Wang Da Niu wins!" ”

When Wang Daniu's name appeared again, there was no laughter in the audience, and all that was left was thunderous applause. Duanmu picked up Zhang Wenliang's broken sword and bowed to this upright man: "Brother, after you go down, I will compensate you for the sword." ”

"Lose your ass! Lose a drink! Brother will come to you later. ”

"Okay."

In addition to the fierce martial arts fight in the ring, in fact, the humble gentlemanly style is also very exciting, when the monkey master held his fists and bent over the posture continued until Zhang Wenliang left, everyone applauded, thunder.

"This guy can't get rid of his problem." The monkey master smiled and said, "The dog can't change the ****." ”

Seeing that the monkey master said bad things about Duanmu, Honglian immediately put up a small face and walked to the side, but the monkey master didn't care at all, but instead raised his middle finger at Duanmu who was pretending to be forced on the stage......

He was considered to have succeeded in the fight, that is to say, he was directly promoted to the semi-finals, and the monkey master was on the next game, and it was estimated that he would not be able to take his turn in half an hour, so the two of them sat on the edge of the ring and began to watch others compete.

"Strange, how did you get this good position?"

"There's someone above me." When the monkey master said this, his eyes glanced at the little Taoist who was not far away, and the little Taoist priest also glanced back at the monkey master with eager eyes.

"Hello man?"

"Get out!"

After a while, the monkey master suddenly asked, "What kind of weapon do you say I use?" ”

"Hmm......" Duanmu thought for a moment and pointed to the nail rake on the weapon rack: "That?" ”

"Damn......" The monkey master rolled his eyes: "Why do you use a stick, I want to use such an ugly one?" ”

"Of course, I'm better looking than you."

In the end, the monkey master didn't choose a nail rake, he chose the finger tiger, when he played the meteor butterfly sword, he liked to finger the tiger, first inhaled and then left and right down a to pick up and then pick up a whip leg, it was simply handsome out of the new era.

However, this weapon is really not the mainstream in this era, just like singing a nunchucks at the 1986 Spring Festival Gala, it will be said to be a petty gangster. So as far as Duanmu knows, it seems that no one really uses the finger tiger as a weapon, but after listening to the handsome description of the monkey master's tricks of the finger tiger, Duanmu's expression was crooked.

"Why don't you use a stick, and I'll try that thing?"

"Get away, what do you want to take advantage of?" The monkey master looked at Duanmu with disdain: "And that's not for you, you play defensive counterattack, I play full attack, and the tiger can't defend." ”

"That's right, then I'm looking forward to your performance."

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I've been thinking about it for the past few days, I think what kind of way should Master Monkey leave this world, although the plot is still a while, but how should I let him leave at that time? Oops, what a headache. If you follow the current outline, you will definitely give me a mail blade, I am convinced of that, really...... So, I decided to revise the outline within a certain range or something, and in order not to lose fans for the meager manuscript fee, I decided to sell my soul, alas。。。。。 Bow down to you evil forces. (To be continued.) )