Lingwa saw him pounce like crazy, clenched the stick without panic, watched the Wanjinbao knife rise and fall, and when he was close to the body, he slammed it to the left, dodged the edge, and took two steps back to the side, thinking in his heart, come on, come on, come more violently!

Lingwa's sticks are all high-quality miscellaneous wood selected by himself in the mountains, which is as hard as iron, and ordinary knives can only leave some traces when they are cut down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Besides, in such a fight, it may be an eyeless slash, and the damage to the stick is limited.

With a knife in the air, Wan Jinbao drew his knife and turned around, slashed his round arm at Lingwa's head and slashed it like crazy - in fact, he didn't want to kill Lingwa with a knife, but he just felt that this kid was calm and calm, and he was not afraid to see him——?

Lingwa saw that Wan Jinbao was violent, and he wanted his own life, and he had heard of his fame before, and knew that he had two hits, and he was also a martial arts master, so he didn't dare to take it lightly, and dealt with it carefully!

But seeing that this guy is eager to win, he can't help but show his frustration, his knife skills are a little chaotic, and he doesn't seem to take himself seriously at all? I think I'd better avoid you first, and see how strong you are? Let you play enough, no matter how powerful the stick is, it can't block your big knife! So he kept retreating and took the opportunity to counterattack.

Wan Jinbao chased and slashed all the way, the knife made up for the void, and all the strength of the force was in the empty place, and after a few laps, he didn't feel a little out of breath, and Lingwa still jumped in front of him like a monkey, and from time to time he pulled out a stick to beat him, as if he was deliberately teasing him, and that kind of anger was not to hit one place, and scolded while chasing and chopping:

"Stinky boy, there's a kind of you don't run! Don't keep back, you take the call?

Seeing that Lingwa still kept a distance from him, he refused to confront him head-on, so he simply withdrew the big knife and thrust it into the ground, extremely angry, and pointed at Lingwa with one hand and scolded: "Rabbit cub, what are you running? What is your ability? What is your ability? Do you dare to fight with Lao Tzu for three rounds?"

When Lingwa heard this, she thought, "You guy is tall and big, the boss is not small, take a big knife and fight with my child, are you embarrassed? You treat me as a pig, don't run and let you cut it?" So he replied to him: "I'm going to run, you have the ability to cut me - cut me to death!"

A sentence provoked Wan Jinbao to cut the knife, Lingwa thought to herself, I would give you a little interest, how about taking you a move?

So seeing Wan Jinbao approaching, the knife lit up in front of him, and he hurriedly raised the stick to meet him, only to hear a click, and the fierce big knife slashed heavily on the wooden stick, almost splitting the stick into two pieces!

Lingwa hurriedly took a few steps back, and Wan Jinbao continued to draw his knife to slash-

This angered the spirit baby a little, and suddenly he seemed to see the pheasant in the deep mountain and old forest flying up, the wild boar howled, the leaves all over the ground flew into the sky, and the huge stone bloomed in front of him-

The stick came to the aura in his hand, and the dragon danced like a sea, making full use of the characteristics of the long stick, retreating while fighting, retreating as advance, and the stick hit Wan Jinbao, and he was a little unguardable!

After a round of fierce fighting, the two sides changed their breath and retreated to the outside of the circle, Wan Jinbao was hit many times by Lingwa on his hand and leg, faint pain, he didn't care about rubbing, endured the pain and still held the big knife, staring at Lingwa, thinking, this kid really has two hits! At a young age, the stick method is so powerful and accurate, it is really rare in the world! It seems that Lao Tzu has to pay more attention to it——

Lingwa held the stick horizontally with both hands, pointed at Wan Jinbao with one end, made a virtual posture, her eyebrows were locked upside down, and her eyes were close to each other, thinking: The famous Uncle Wan in the past seems to be nothing more than that! After a few moves, the edge has passed, and then I don't have to be afraid of you anymore, what about the big knife?

In the second round, Lingwa took the initiative to attack, dancing with sticks to pull flowers left and right, faster and faster, more and more urgent, buzzing, only to see that the whole body was full of sticks flying, like a ball of hockey balls that were played in a hurry, rolling towards Wanjinbao; Wan Jinbao is also a person who practices martial arts, and this kind of stick method is not uncommon, knowing that to avoid its offensive and dig a hole, the stick will stop abruptly-

I saw him retreat again and again, and saw the right time to cut horizontally, Lingwa's dense stick, when!

Lingwa continued to sweep the stick forward and backward, knocking on the mountain left and right, sometimes turning around and smashing, sometimes falling to the ground and poking, sometimes sweeping with one hand, sometimes jumping up, with enough strength, Mount Tai pressed the top - the action is endless, interlocking, completed in an instant, and the Wanjinbao does not leave a little breath of breath!

The more Lingwa fought, the more energetic and courageous she became, as if she was alone on the mountain, as if she had entered a no-man's land! It may have been too strong, and suddenly a move of Mount Tai pressed the top, and it seemed that it hit Wan Jinbao's shoulder, and perhaps the battle could be ended? Unexpectedly, the guy fell on the spot, and a stick snapped! It hit the ground completely, and the stick was broken in two from the previous knife edge! It was originally a mighty long stick, but it became two short sticks.

When Wan Jinbao saw this, his heart was overjoyed, and he thought that the opportunity had come! I see that you are still so proud? I was about to get up quickly, and slash through with a knife--

At the same time, Lingwa was not surprised, grabbed two short sticks like lightning, and before Wan Jinbao could stand firmly, he split his head and covered his face and pounced on it, like a short stick like a crusher, and hit Wan Jinbao's arm with several sticks, so painful that his hands were numb and almost unconscious!

Fighting to such a state, if there are bystanders, they can generally tell the winner or loser, and it turns out that Wan Jinbao can't do it! There is an empty skin, and it is all fancy - or Lingwa is witty, flexible, and has excellent stick skills, and defeating him is a foregone conclusion!

However, at this moment, Lingwa was not in a hurry to win, and suddenly stopped, thinking, you only have the share of parrying, how can you fight? Let you take a breath first, and then fight if you are not satisfied! I will convince you to lose!

So he said, "Rest for a while, why are you in such a hurry?"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards a pile of cornstalks next to him—

Wan Jinbao is indeed out of breath, thinking that this kid's stick method is too fast, I have never seen such a fast stick method, I wonder if this kid is a human being?

And at this moment, Lingwa suddenly stopped by himself, and he suddenly had a trace of luck in his heart? I wondered if this kid was also tired? I didn't have any fun for just two moments? I thought that most of the young people began to have a strong momentum, and after that momentum, it was like a deflated ball, and it was useless! In addition, the stick was also broken, and there was no advantage in the long stick, so I didn't want to fight, and slipped away-

Thinking of this, there was a hint of joy in my heart, and I suddenly lifted the big knife, clenched it in my hand, and quietly followed behind Lingwa - looking at Lingwa's idle back, holding sticks in both hands, forked on my waist, and walking slowly forward with weakness, like a friendly match, athletes at halftime, without any vigilance -

Wan Jinbao thought to himself, should I kill him with a knife? I felt that it was too cruel, and it had not yet reached the point of deep hatred, that is, I wanted to teach him a lesson, this kid is also a man, it is very rare, there is no need to kill him! Where do you think it is better for me to cut him? Hands, back, buttocks, or legs? Do you use the blade of a knife? Or use the back of a knife?

Wanjinbao is struggling?

Unexpectedly, Lingwa seemed to notice that there was movement behind her, so she raised her leg and kicked back, only to see a few corn stalks flying towards the Wanjinbao noodle door with a pile of mud and sand-

Then he turned around and waved his double sticks, crackling, and another crazy beating, scolding as he scolded: "You bastard! villain, villain! Villain! Kill you, yah-"

At this time, Wan Jinbao was completely unable to parry, his eyes were full of sand, he couldn't open them, his arms were completely unconscious, the big knife was knocked aside by the stick, he knelt on the ground with his head in his arms, and shouted: "Fight, fight! I can't see it—you kill me, kill me!"

Lingwa was really unkind, brandished her double sticks, hit him all over the body with three points of strength, and then stepped on his back, and said: "Kill you? Not yet—your family will still trouble me, my grandfather! I can only teach you a lesson! I didn't expect it——?"

"I've already talked to your old man just now, and it's up to him to see if he is persistent or not, and whether he keeps his promises? I have a little suspicion that your Wanjia compound is simply a 'liar's compound'? Not that I am a man enough! Hmph-" Lingwa kicked Wan Jinbao with her foot, then took her foot away, and said sarcastically:

"Fortunately, my master taught me, but fortunately you fat man can't beat me—otherwise, otherwise this world would really be yours!" he tapped Wan Jinbao's head with his stick again.

"Don't talk nonsense, what do you want?" Facing a little kid who was more than ten years younger than himself teaching himself, Wan Jinbao was still very unwilling, sweating profusely, his eyes were full of mud and sand, painful and itchy, and his heart was crazy, but he couldn't have a seizure-

"How many times have you secretly been to my house? I didn't look for you, do you still have a reason? I am too lazy to tell you other big truths, today is your win, what do you want?"

"Hey, actually, if you didn't chase me just now, it would be fine. Why don't you just lead your family with a rotten horse, anyway, you have a lot of family, why are you chasing me? I said that I will pay you back when I use it up! It's good, look at your uncle like this—hey, why?" Lingwa watched his huge body kneel on it, kept rubbing his eyes, and continued to sarcasticly.

"Don't talk nonsense, what do you want?" Wan Jinbao continued to roar, with the momentum of a tiger falling mighty!

"Didn't you say it earlier? Your old man knows it, you just go back and follow the old man's example, what are you asking?" Lingwa also thought to herself, everyone is in the same town, and they didn't interact with each other before, and today in these two rounds, it is okay to prove my existence in your Wanjia compound, what else can I do? Seeing that Wan Jinbao was not relenting, he continued.

"Remember, as long as you don't take me, I won't take you?" Then he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, took two steps back, and saw that the sun was overhead, and suddenly remembered something, and said,

"I'm leaving, I won't play with you!" I will borrow your horse to use, and your knife--if you trouble us again, then I won't be so polite! Believe it or not? That's all for it anyway! I'm still on business, I'll be fine in a few days, I'll return the horse to you-" After that, he picked up the big knife on the ground, walked to the big stone on the side, untied the horse's rope, stepped on the horse's pedal and turned over and rode up, and as soon as his legs were clamped, the horse opened its hooves, and walked past Wan Jinbao.

Although Wan Jinbao was reluctant in every way, he still had sand in his eyes, and his whole body was still in bursts of pain, his eyes were white, and he was sweating under the sun.

Knowing that Lingwa was gone, he looked up to the sky and sighed, knelt on the ground, and said nothing-

And the skinny horse that Lingwa rode before ran far away to the edge of the Linghe River, wandering by the river by itself!