Wu Bing threw one of the eyebrow sticks to Ding Xiu, and said with a smile: "You are too young to be older, take advantage of you, let's compare weapons." ”

Boxing is afraid of being less strong, he is indeed not Ding Xiu's opponent than punches and feet, and it is boring to fight.

It's better to compare than to be good at it.

Eighty percent of his kung fu is on a stick, and this stick is the only one he can handle.

"Yes." Ding Xiu took the baton with one hand, turned it twice after getting it, and tried the weight.

This stick is obviously customized according to Wu Bing's height, Wu Bing is not tall, visually measuring 1.7 meters, and the length of the stick is about 1.6 meters.

Ding Xiu is 1.8 meters tall, and holding a 1.6 meter stick is a bit short.

But he didn't really act as a sticker, so it didn't matter.

The two sides opened a distance of five or six meters, Ding Xiu held the stick with both hands, one hand at the tail end, and the other hand at the tail end twenty centimeters.

Without the referee shouting to start, Ding Xiu took the lead in attacking, and after stepping up, the stick was held above his head, and he smashed towards Wu Bing, the speed was fierce, like a violent storm, and Wu Bing's hands were numb when he came down with a few sticks.

Wu was stunned, he had never seen such a stick.

From the holding posture to the method of sticking, none of the movements are standard, and they are properly placed on the competition table for zero points.

Wu Bing is like a small boat on the rough sea, standing still despite the wind and rain, and has been blocking.

After a few moves, he seized the opportunity and stabbed out with a stick, targeting Ding Xiu's waist.

"Whew!"

The viper-like eyebrow stick cut through the air, as fast as lightning, and touched the corner of Ding Xiu's clothes in an instant.

"Good!" Wu exclaimed.

Jiang is still old and spicy, don't look at the front of you, you are being beaten, as long as you are seized of an opportunity, you can turn the tables in the blink of an eye, this is the charm of cold weapons.

If nothing else...... There was still an accident.

Ding Xiu took a deep breath, and his stomach shrank back a few centimeters, skillfully avoiding the stick.

Wu Bing still wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but Ding Xiu took the end of the stick lightly, pushed off the tip of the stick, and began to chase and fight fiercely again.

As each stick falls, it opens and closes, weighing like a thousand pounds, but at the same time it has the flexibility of a stick, or a thorn, or a flirtat.

It was at this moment that Wu Bing suddenly realized why Ding Xiu was holding a stick like this.

He used the knife technique.

The way of holding a stick is actually the way of holding a knife.

If he usually holds a knife like this, it seems that this knife is a bit unusual, at least very long.

Qijia knife!

Wu Bing remembered the name of Ding Xiubao.

According to historical records, during the Ming Dynasty, Qi Jiguang specially designed a knife in order to deal with the Japanese ronin, which was similar in appearance to the katana, but the length was longer, the knife was five feet long, a palm did not open the blade, the tip of the knife had a curve, and it had the role of a knife and a gun.

It looks very similar to the Miao knife, but it is much heavier than the Miao knife, and it is said that it can cut a horse in an instant.

Wu Bing's thinking was only completed in an instant, and after determining that Ding Xiu was using the knife technique, he no longer focused on defense, and the long stick swept and began to be tough.

At the scene, the crackling sound was made by the long sticks colliding, which was deafening, and the shadows of the sticks were one after another, which made Wu stunned.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, Wu Bing's stick was picked up and landed in the air, and when he looked closely, the front half was already cracked, and the top part looked like chewed sugar cane.

Wu Bing sweated fine on his forehead, panting, and clenched his fists with slightly trembling hands: "I lost." ”

Ding Xiu arched his hand: "Accept." ”

"If you're twenty years younger, it's not certain who wins or loses."

The old man's stick method is flexible, the virtual and the real are unpredictable, and he has the three flavors of the stick method, and Yu Chenghui is the same, and he can start a sect in the past.

That is, if the two are the same age, it is estimated that they can open with themselves in six or four, Wu Bing is four, and he is six.

Whether it is Yu Chenghui or Wu Bing, they all have a shortcoming, that is, they have not gone through a life-and-death battle, they are not ruthless enough, and there is no murderous spirit between their moves.

Are the two weak, not weak at all, at least there are few opponents in their field, one is as fast as lightning, and the other is superb, Ding Xiu has lived two lives, and many people he has met are not as powerful as them.

But kung fu is a killing skill, you can't kill people or have no killing intent, and you can only exert seventy percent of your ten successes.

Wu Bing smiled and shook his head: "Twenty years ago, I didn't have the current skills, if I lost, I lost, there is nothing to say, it is enough to see a master like you before entering the ground." ”

Ding Xiu said: "Yu Lao also said the same. ”

"Yu Chenghui?" Wu Bing asked.

"Hmm."

"You've fought each other? Whoever wins, needless to say, is sure you win. ”

Ding Xiu said modestly: "I won a trick by luck." ”

"How many moves did you make?"

"One move."

"Hahaha." Wu Bing laughed: "After seeing him, I'm embarrassed to blow his two-handed sword, which is unparalleled in the world." ”

He was a little depressed when he lost to Ding Xiu in a few rounds, and when he heard that Yu Chenghui was defeated with one move, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

Ding Xiudao: "You know? ”

"I've known each other for decades, I played many competitions when I was young, and he didn't come to the martial arts team a few years ago, and the old man was very stubborn."

"It's pretty stubborn."

Stubborn, Old Man Yu is still very strong, don't look at Ding Xiu is one move to take him down, but it was unexpected, closing his eyes at that time was to confuse Yu Chenghui and make him careless.

In addition, the sword technique is a big move, and Yu Chenghui's sword break is expected.

If you do it again, it's impossible to think of another trick to win.

"Are you busy, if you're not busy, go home and have a cup of tea." Wu Bing invited Ding Xiu upstairs.

"Okay."

Ding Xian was about to lift the fruit basket on the ground, but Wu Bing stopped him, turned his head and said to Wu, "Clean up." ”

Wu was shocked to cry without tears, he was elbowed to his knees by Ding Xiu before, his legs were still numb, and he still had to work.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he feels that after this fight, the master's eyes on Ding Xiu are getting more and more different, and those who don't know think that Ding Xiu is the apprentice.

……

"Where are you going, I'll drive you." At the entrance of the community, Wu Jing said to Ding Xiu.

Since Ding Xiu went upstairs, Lao Wu's conversation box has been wide open, and he has told a lot of stories about the martial arts of the rivers and lakes while drinking, talking about Gong Baotian, Xue Dian, Li Cunyi, and Guo Yunshen.

Wu Jing had heard these stories seen by Lao Wu before, and the old man was embarrassed at that time.

Because of the decline of martial arts, there is no successor.

The kung fu of the past has become a performance, which can only be used to entertain the audience, which has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

But today, Lao Wu spoke very energetically, and when he was in love, he patted Ding Xiu's shoulder and said that the future martial arts inheritance depends on him, so that he must not break the martial arts path, no matter how difficult it is, he must persevere.

With the strength of the wine, he also said that he would recruit Ding Xiu to the national team and let him carry forward the Chinese martial arts, which scared Ding Xiu and ran away quickly, and he couldn't sit still anymore.

What he is most afraid of is restraint, once a person has a shackle, he will not be free, and it is not his character to go to the martial arts team, he doesn't want to run every day to perform the Qi family knife for others.