"Drink!"

Li Yongqiang shouted, in a vain attempt to overwhelm people with momentum, the short stick in his hand went up and was a move to split, did not hit, Lin Bao'er retreated and retreated, after three retreats, it was already out of the range of Li Fatzi's wooden stick, a stick stabbed, the fat man did not retreat but advanced, and did not shy away from stabbing the wooden stick on the shoulder, a posture of fighting for his life.

Lin Bao'er didn't want to fight hard, frowned, dodged from the right side, and in terms of body footwork alone, the fat man was not as dexterous as him, but the victory was strong and heavy, and the fight was vicious, and under the staggering of more than a dozen sticks, Lin Bao'er couldn't help but take two sticks, and his brows couldn't be loosened.

Mani asked!

Li Fatzi shouted, kicked his left foot, and people pierced Lin Bao'er like cannonballs, and the six onlookers all stood up, but saw Lin Bao'er was only one meter away from him, his face changed, and the wooden stick in his hand was sent backwards, and when he stretched it out, it brought a gust of breeze, and the wooden stick drew seven light and shadows, and went forward and poked at Li Fatman's body like seven small snakes, Li Fatzi was beaten and screamed, and saw Lin Bao'er stepping on the step flower and flashing behind him, and a stick was on Li Fatman's back, but let the fat man make a lying toad.

"Hahaha, what a toad."

Yang Liuzi just made the knife just right to make the stone face embarrassed, he and Li Fatzi didn't deal with it, but he also had to take care of the face of the sect, and hurriedly put on a vicious appearance and glared at Yang Liuzi, Yang Liuzi was not afraid of him at all, and glared back, after the stone was stunned for a while, he was a little shy, and he took the lead in saying goodbye.

"You ......"

The grizzled Li Yongqiang got up from the ground, this trick is not very skilled, if it is not for a long time, he will not be so risky, his body was hit a few times by a stick, although the girl has no strength, but he also knows that if it was a real sword, he would have pierced several pits a long time ago, but this time he lost.

"Senior brother, concede."

"Hmph, it's nothing to beat me, he can beat me even if he is unenlightened."

"Manichae (Complete) Acquisition"

"Little Purple Sky Sword Technique (Complete) Acquisition"

Li Yongqiang got up from the ground and walked to the side, Lin Bao'er looked at Huang Zhiyu, but Huang Zhiyu, who was cleaning up the Mani Knife Technique and the Little Zitian Sword Technique in the book reed, didn't look at her, stretched out his hand to Li Yongqiang to take the stick, and said to Wang Gongzi:

"Come on."

"Okay."

There was not much polite nonsense among the children, Wang Pole walked out, holding a short stick in his hand, knowing that Huang Zhiyu was powerful, and his body was losing, if he did not attack first and continue, he would definitely be defeated, and then he took the first step, and the short stick was like a knife from left to right, as if he was making a big knife.

If ordinary people don't dodge, they have to block, but Huang Zhiyu doesn't have to dodge, his right arm stretches out and hits a stick, and then hits a stick on his back, and his left hand hits again, Wang Zhiyu turns around Huang Zhiyu like a spinning top, Huang Zhiyu protects his face with his hand, and waved the short stick a few times, but he didn't hit the king pole, seeing that he was stupid, Wang Pole was also bold, and the short stick in his hand rained down, and Huang Zhiyu had no power to fight back.

"Brother Qiang, why is this?"

Yao Hong looked strange, Huang Zhiyu, who was quite fierce yesterday, how did he become a turtle today, and he was left to be beaten. Not only they can't understand it, but Lin Bao'er can't understand it either, it stands to reason that a famous person like a running madman has to have something in his hand, with his burly body shape than the king pole, he can get rid of the beating of the king pole in just a few clicks, even if he can't beat the king pole who jumps up and down like a monkey, at least he can force him to retreat with momentum, so as not to become such an ugly appearance.

"Go, go, go!"

The rise of the king pole fight, shouted happily, Huang Zhiyu felt that it was almost, this kid's strength was like this, the tingling sensation that he could bring to himself was limited, not to mention hurting his muscles and bones, looking at the direction, he didn't say a word, he hit him the head, pounced on the shoulders of the king pole with both hands, and in the screams of the king pole, dragged him around in place for a circle and a half, and threw him out.

Wang Pole fell to the ground with a pop, stirring up a piece of dust, and he didn't get up after four sounds, Wu Fan hurriedly went up to help him up, checked up and down, and found that it was only a slight bruise, and it was no big problem, and Li Yongqiang on the side clapped his hands and shouted:

"What a pounce!"

There are also people who practice the art of horn in the martial arts, and most of them are strong people with low martial arts, these people are tall and big, not good at blades, but with iron armor, all rely on external strength to control the enemy, before the martial arts can not be released internally, it can be said that they are in danger of meeting the enemy, and on some entertainment occasions, the horn is also a very popular entertainment program, the royal relatives of the Han Dynasty have raised a number of famous flutters, and every time they rest, they invite fights everywhere, and gamble for fun.

Wang Pole was thrown out, although he was embarrassed and didn't have much idea, with his hemp stick-like physique, playing with horns was simply a joke, he came over and arched his hand at Huang Zhiyu, and silently returned to his cousin's side, Wu Fan stared at Huang Zhiyu in the field, his eyes lit up, and said:

"Little Brother Chen seems to have a heart on the opposite corner, why don't you play alone for a while?"

"Oh, you play horns too?"

"I studied with my uncle for half a year."

"Very good."

Lin Bao'er looked at Huang Zhiyu with an indifferent look, and his heart was half relieved, this crazy man Chen Zhiyu seems to be in vain, if Wang Zhizi has a sword in his hand, Huang Zhiyu is afraid that he will be lying flat.

The children don't really think about this, just think that Huang Zhiyu won, Lin Bao'er kept hinting at Huang Zhiyu with his eyes, but Huang Zhiyu didn't see it at all, Lin Bao'er was weak in her heart, and she wasn't sure if the eye match just now was a coincidence.

Huang Zhiyu raised his eyes and looked at the stone, but saw that the stone was smiling at the little girl Yang Liuzi who was opposite him, and compared his lips, meaning to show mercy to his subordinates for a while, Yang Liuzi turned his head away, too lazy to look at him.

The next game is Yao Hong vs. Wu Fan, Yao Hong is different from Li Yongqiang, it is not a road at all, the Luohan knife with a short stick is played, but he takes a tricky and cunning route, Wu Fan makes it is also a swordsmanship, but after a few moves with Yao Hong, he feels that this kid is like a loach, he runs away, and finally grinned, smiled at Huang Zhiyu, threw away the short stick, and pounced on it properly, don't look at this kid's physique is thinner than Yao Hong, and he pushed Yao Hong out with a shoulder lean, bent down to avoid Yao Hong's sweep, reached out and hooked Yao Hong's ankle, pulled and sent, Yao Hong's chassis was unstable, so he flipped out.

"Good! It's a good fight! ”

Li Yongqiang applauded and laughed heartlessly, his eyes lit up, he is a martial idiot, as long as he sees a good move, he doesn't care which side he is from, he can't wait to rush up and fight with people immediately.

According to the rules between children, Yao Hong lost, Yao Hong got up with a black face, but I didn't expect that Mengwa, who had practiced a "profound" martial arts, was defeated by the inferior horn resistance technique, Yao Hong suddenly felt that he had lived in vain in the martial arts hall for the past three and a half years.

"Want to learn?"

Yao Hong's eyes turned red when he heard Wu Fan say this, indeed, although the angle is inferior, it is easy to learn and practical, and he has mastered the technique of the angle at this stage of Mengwa, and he will increase his confidence in the future apprentice test. Seeing him nodded, Wu Fansheng's relaxation couldn't help but be a little arrogant and arrogant in his heart, and said with a smile:

"Little Brother Chen, you haven't been enlightened yet, I won't bully you, let's use the technique of counteracting to win or lose, if you lose, you will learn from me for half a year like Yao Hong, and you won't lose it, just provide some meat every day."

Wu Fan is not very old, listening to him, the coherence is extremely clear, Yao Hong was defeated by him, and naturally there was a little awe in his heart, and he nodded at Wu Fan again and again, Huang Zhiyu snorted, and pretended to be unconvinced and shouted:

"I haven't been beaten, how do you know I'm not as good as you?"

"Yes, yes, I didn't really fight, don't talk nonsense!"

Li Yongqiang couldn't wait for the two corners to fight in the last game, although he lost and couldn't play, but it was okay to get over the eyes, Wu Fan was stunned, hehe laughed twice and returned to the side, his eyes rolled to look at Huang Zhiyu, and said in his heart that this little fool was really as stupid as rumored, not only sold his daughter-in-law, but also dared to compete with Mengwa, and he would definitely use his whole body to convince him for a while.

"It's your turn!"

Yang Liuzi walked out with red lips and white teeth, don't look at the little girl is only seven years old, but she is quite graceful, the stone is a little embarrassed to pinch the long stick and come out, pestle the stick shouted:

"Little sister, if I don't fight you, I'll lose."

"You look down on me!"

Yang Liuzi was stunned by the stone, her pretty face was red, and she rushed up with a short stick, and a few sticks knocked on the bald head of the stone, and the stone was angry, and the long stick was danced to give Yang Liuzi's head a stick, and then, there was no more.

The stone was stupid by the crying and noisy willows, so he could only apologize to the little girl there, Lin Bao'er stood in the corner with his mouth pursed and snickered, looking at the faces of several men around him, this is really the most nonsense competition, and he can't afford to come here to sell cuteness.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyanagi, if you make trouble again, I won't take you out next time."

"Second Miss, people were beaten by this bald head, but you blame me..... Woowoo woo ......"

"It's me who is wrong, I'll apologize to you, don't cry anymore."

"Draw lots, draw lots, hurry up, let's eat after playing, it's almost dark."

Li Yongqiang continued noisily, and the remaining four people drew lots as usual, I don't know if Li Fatzi cheated or what, the first team in the second round was Wu Fan vs. Huang Zhiyu.

The fat man stood aside triumphantly with his hands folded and shouted:

"Let's go, let's go!"

Sure enough, it was the dead fat man who cheated, but both of them walked to the center with a strong fighting spirit, without bringing a wooden stick, Wu Fan straightened his clothes and spoke:

"Since it's a corner, I won't show mercy to my subordinates, and it hurts for a while, don't blame me for bullying the small."

This Wu Fan is really not simple, his mind is much more mature than most of his peers, Huang Zhiyu couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, it was useless to say more, put on a posture, shaped like a crab, and jumped up like an orangutan around Wu Fan, Yang Liuzi was crying, seeing that he was like a baboon, with his limbs open, he immediately burst into tears and laughed, and just said:

"Miss, that fool is really like an ape."

But seeing Lin Bao'er's solemn expression, the children around her were also concentrating, and the stone gave her a slap on the head, she felt that she was feeling bad, and hurriedly explained:

"This is the ancient fluttering method, I have read it from Shizun, there is a book whose name I can't remember is drawn with such a figure, it is very powerful, I can't imagine that Brother Chen is not false, he did get some real tricks."

"Well, even if Wu Fan opens the door now, it's useless."

Lin Bao'er on the side really had a bit of eyesight, watching Wu Fan swing his horn to the door but wanted to follow Huang Zhiyu in a circle, it was really uncomfortable, Wu Fan drank, took the portal, and followed the cat and tiger to turn like an ape.

"Boy, you make a good hand, but I don't scare you, my uncle was a famous Jiao Yu in Xihua Mansion, and he also taught me Gu Pu!"

Wu Fan was unconvinced, but his heart trembled greatly, he had only learned the fur, the angle of the movement was much more difficult than opening the door to brake quietly, the two of them circled the field three times, Wu Fan's movements were a little out of shape, Huang Zhiyu saw the flaws under his feet, stepped forward to bully himself, and took his left hand towards Wu Fan's placket, where would Wu Fan let him succeed easily, blocked with his right hand, grabbed it with his backhand, and made a small grab, and the two grabbed each other with four hands, which became a wrestling trend.

"Come on! Little Brother Chen! ”

"Cousin, him with your feet!"

Both sides cheered, but they didn't know that the strength of the two had been used to the extreme, Wu Fan saw that the strength could not suppress Huang Zhiyu, inhaled violently, and a warm current in the dantian gathered on the limbs, Huang Zhiyu only felt that the strength of Wu Fan's arms had more than doubled, and he squatted down.