Chapter Eighty-Seven: Let's Talk

Zhang Taiyan frowned, this food is eaten very slowly, slow to a limit, it is simply slow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Zhang Taiyan looked at the soldiers outside, they had already finished their morning exercises, and now they were still drinking milk tea leisurely, tearing bread one by one.

"Big brother, eat from five o'clock to seven o'clock, are you a little girl? Can you eat a little bigger? ”

"I've been eating very slowly, and eating slowly is good for digestion."

"You said you had something to do with me, what do you want to do?"

Mao Xiyu took a sip of milk tea and said, "I remember that your skills are quite good, would you like to talk to me." ”

Zhang Taiyan breathed a sigh of relief, this eldest brother is in front of him, he is not beaten, he is not scolded, he has a strange temper, but he is a person from the military department, if he is offended, the other party is annoyed and says something about it, it is estimated that he will either flee to the frontier for the rest of his life, or squat in prison.

"That's what it's all about?"

"Hmm."

"How do you want to fight?"

"I remember there was an open space in the military headquarters, and there was a lot of construction fertilizer, planks, sticks, and so on. You and I will take a stick and use it as a weapon. ”

"When?"

"Now."

"Big brother, I beg you, if that's the case, just fight directly." Zhang Taiyan said with a wry smile: "Why can't you say it at the beginning, you have to have a half-day breakfast here slowly." ”

"Because I want to be well prepared before I go to the competition so that I can make sure I'm in the best shape possible."

Zhang Taiyan's head was on the table, the one in front of him was already indescribable, and it was estimated that he had suppressed himself by the way, he was really proficient in the art of war.

After the two finished eating the food, they walked out, and Mao Xiyu walked very slowly, and when he reached the clearing, he picked up a wooden stick, and then touched it with his hand, breaking it off and turning it into a short one.

"You pick one too, few people come here, no one will know no matter how hard we fight."

Zhang Taiyan sighed inwardly, and then found a wooden stick about the same length as his bone blade, weighed it in his hand, and it was much lighter.

The two opened a certain distance, and then Mao Xiyu muttered in his mouth and said, "Please!" ”

Then he rushed over with both hands clenched on the wooden stick, and Zhang Taiyan took a few steps back when he saw this.

"One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion. He did his best to make money, so he restrained it. Let him run for a while, show his flaws, and then defeat! ”

Running fast under his feet, carefully looking at his opponent, the wooden stick in his hand was gaining momentum, and Mao Xiyu frowned, and then stopped. The two stood opposite each other, and the wind came out, blowing up Zhang Taiyan's long hair that had not been cut for a long time, and fascinated Zhang Taiyan's eyes.

Mao Xiyu took advantage of this moment to rush out quickly, and the wooden stick in his hand stabbed out like a short sword, fast and accurate. Seeing the wooden stick stabbing at him, Zhang Taiyan's heart flashed, and the wooden stick in his hand was chopped down, and it was quickly punched, and the edge of the wooden stick was at the top of the middle.

Boom!

The tiger's mouth was shocked, and he almost got out of his hand, and he used force under his feet, bouncing three steps, and the opponent did not give up, and stabbed several times in a row at the waist.

"Who the hell are you! Why such skills! ”

"You're better than me!"

Avoiding the inevitable stick attack, Zhang Taiyan glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, approaching the corner of the wall, at this moment it was blocked in all directions, his feet were exhausted, and he bounced himself out, the wooden stick in his hand opened and closed, but it was a tyrant's routine, which was extremely inconsistent with the calm character of his heart, but it was quickly cut out, and the wooden stick in his hand was cut off like a bone blade.

"It's finally getting a look!"

The stick body hit the tip of Mao Xiyu's stick, and under the combination of the two, I saw him shouting, and a fierce feeling came out, shaking Zhang Taiyan's fierce blow away and taking a few steps back.

"You...!"

Mao Xiyu carried a wooden stick, pointed at Zhang Taiyan and said, "You should use fighting spirit." ”

"What."

"Don't play dumb, you'll be vindictive." Mao Xiyu sneered and said, "When you cultivated your Dou Qi last night, you had already reached the first stage of White Mist Dou Qi, and now you can basically cross your Dou Qi into the wooden stick, at least you can make your strength more than twice as big." ”

Zhang Taiyan was silent for a while and said, "I cultivate, not to fight. ”

"Oh, yes, what do you want to do with your hidden strength!"

"It's just pure cultivation." Zhang Taiyan stood up, glanced at the wooden stick in his hand, then looked at Mao Xiyu and said, "What about you?" The strength is amazing, the skills are extraordinary, and the mental power is a few points stronger than that of ordinary card makers. ”

"You don't need to know this kind of thing, you just need to know that I'm from the military department, and that's enough. Plus, keep fighting! ”

The wooden stick mixed with white light attacked, helplessly, intersected with the wooden stick, and after several rounds, Zhang Taiyan's hand was already sore, and the Qi in his body was a little bit, relieving the soreness.

"Don't make a move yet!"

The wooden stick was thrown with white light, just like the short sword thrown by Alice, the fox girl that night, but at this moment, Zhang Taiyan was not wearing a mecha, and the chuck on his hand was not inserted into the attacking card, only a wooden stick, and in desperation, Qi was poured into it, and at that moment, it was like a warm current, condensing himself and this stick into one.

A stick was split, but the light on the stick was red, and it hit the thrown stick, and under the two blows, there was a violent sound, and Zhang Taiyan grinned in pain, but he didn't let go.

Both of them are people with a certain strength, but the wooden sticks are ordinary wooden sticks, and with a bang, the two wooden sticks burst instantly, turning into crumbs, and the residual strength exploded.

Zhang Taiyan was blasted out and rolled twice, barely stabilizing his body.

Mao Xiyu looked at it, shook his head and said: "Your practice is too shallow, indeed, it is enough to strengthen the body, but when used in battle, it is still tender." ”

"I'm just a card maker, in order to make cards, and what I ask for is also card making, this so-called fighting spirit, I just use it to strengthen my body, you don't want to be difficult, if you want to report to the above, report it."

"Very good, I'll pay attention to this time, let's go."

"Where are you going?"

"Go where you want to go, the Card Makers Guild or the dorms? Or do you still want to eat a little more food? ”

Zhang Taiyan sighed and said, "Go back to the dormitory." ”

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After returning to the dormitory, he went straight to his room, he didn't like the feeling of being watched, rubbed the bone blade in his hand, and then placed it under the pillow. took out the information card and looked at it slowly, as long as the tracking card was still active, then that Mao Xiyu would not be such an aggressive monitor.

"I really hope that I can end this military life as soon as possible."

The days of this kind of surveillance are devastating.