"That's a lot of nonsense!" Hearing the laughter of the monk Yankong, Wednesday snorted and tugged at the cloth stick.

Wednesday dragged the cloth stick and didn't let go, while the monk Yankong pulled his long sleeves and exerted his strength. How could the cotton cloth and sleeves withstand the pull of these two people, especially the big sleeves of the Yankong monk, which were tied by the cloth sticks and tattered, and after being pulled by such a huge force, they broke with a bang.

Seeing this, Wednesday smiled, "Monk Yankong, it seems that you are the one who went to hell," said and shook the cloth stick and continued to attack, which was to bully Monk Yankong without a weapon in his hand, otherwise, he might not be able to kill this monk.

Wednesday's offensive was wave after wave, with a posture of not giving up without killing the Yankong monk, forcing the Yankong monk to jump up and down, almost with nowhere to hide.

"It's too much to deceive people," Yankong didn't expect him to be chased and beaten like a monkey like he killed yesterday on Wednesday, and what he didn't expect was that he was chased and beaten like a monkey. Although he is a Shaolin traitor, after all, he is also from the rivers and lakes, how can he get by on face if he is suppressed like this by a junior?

But there was nothing to use as a weapon except for the houses, so he could only scream in a hurry, and finally gritted his teeth and hummed: "Don't be rampant, boy, you have the ability to wait here," Monk Yankong said and took the stick on Wednesday, and then turned around and jumped out of the courtyard wall.

"Want to go, it's not that simple," Wednesday had finally forced Yankong to this point, how could he let him slip away? If he came back with a different weapon, all his thoughts would be in vain.

It's true that the cloth stick is powerful, but it also depends on the opponent. When it comes to blunt weapons such as sticks and hammers, cloth sticks do have an advantage, but in the face of sharp weapons such as swords, it is too simple to break Wednesday's cloth sticks, after all, the essence of cloth sticks is still cotton. Huang Feihong can break cloth sticks with bamboo skin. Not to mention the stronger Yankong monk.

Thinking so, Wednesday took eight steps to catch up with Yankong in an instant, then swung the cloth stick around his ankle, and then pulled hard, and Yankong, who was almost about to jump out of the courtyard wall, fell into the courtyard.

At the same time, Yang Tianchun and Huang Qiying also jumped out. Surround the Void.

"It's a deceitful villain!" Seeing this scene, Yan Kong scolded.

Wednesday sneered: "To deal with a martial arts scum like you, it is not too much to use any means, we are already very disciplined without rushing up to besiege you," said Yang Tianchun and Huang Qiying, and said: "Two donors, please take the battle for me today, I will personally get rid of this scum who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors." ”

Huang Qiying was a little worried, "Be careful." He felt that although Wednesday's cloth stick was powerful, when it came to basic skills, there was still a gap compared to Yankong Monk. But it is a bit destructive to say it directly, so I can only tell Wednesday to be careful.

Speaking of which, Wednesday's performance was really beyond Huang Qiying and Yang Tianchun's expectations, they had all studied with Wednesday and knew the details of Wednesday. It was unanimously agreed that Wednesday was a talented little master, but he still needed to polish himself to become a real master.

But I didn't expect it to be the time when it was time to fight fiercely. Wednesday turned out to be a blockbuster, showing more strength than they could have imagined, using a stunt they didn't know at all.

So these two masters in the world had some indescribable feelings in their hearts for a while, as if they had been robbed of the limelight.

In fact, Wednesday is here to steal the show. in this movie. It's such a big boss, if you want to complete the task, you have to do it on Wednesday, even if you can't kill Yankong alone, you must exert your maximum strength.

Think so. Wednesday said to Yankong: "Monk Yankong, you are also a master, give you a chance to fight with me." ”

"Chance? Is this a chance?" Yankong laughed, "What if I just win the battle, and do you still want to be besieged?"

Wednesday shrugged, "No way, who made you do something too frustrating?" said and took a breath and said coldly: "If you don't want to fight me, then we don't talk about any rules, just kill you, anyway, no one will say that we did something wrong; ”

Yankong's eyes stared at Wednesday, and his heart moved, if he could smoothly delay some time, maybe he could wait for the arrival of help, even if it was just some useless fast soldiers, it would be enough to turn defeat into victory.

Thinking so, Yankong stood up and patted his sleeve, "Okay, then I'll learn a few tricks from you, a junior, and let you know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world." ”

Seeing that Monk Yankong was ready, Wednesday smiled, "You are a master, don't blame me for bullying you without weapons, besides, it is the same whether you have weapons or not, your hands are more powerful than any weapon." ”

"Hahaha, boy, count yourself as acquaintances, Lord Buddha, I have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, relying on these two hands, and I am really not afraid of your cloth sticks, let the horse come," Yankong laughed half-truthfully, he was indeed confident in his strength, especially with a strong Vajra palm, Wednesday's words were scratching his itch.

Of course, Wednesday wasn't just about completing the mission rather than fighting Yankong to the death, he also wanted to hone his stick skills and earn more skill proficiency at the same time. When I was fighting just now, the proficiency of Wednesday's "Bunched into a Stick" had increased by more than three hundred points. According to his estimates, when this battle is over, he should be able to rise to the realm of "first glimpse of the door".

The opportunity to play with a master like Yankong is also very rare. In addition, with Huang Qiying and Yang Tianchun on the side, he can also be more involved in the battle, without worrying about being disturbed by other things.

At the beginning of the battle, it was still Wednesday's main attack, and the cloth stick was still so sharp, although it could not be said that the move was deadly, but it should not be underestimated.

And the Yankong monk has no way to retreat, so he is also a little desperate, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack while defending, and at the same time constantly approaching, wanting to get close to Wednesday to use his powerful Vajra palm, and constantly grabbing Wednesday's cloth stick with both hands. You must know that Yankong is not only a strong King Kong palm, a strong eagle claw skill grappling Shaolin boxer, etc., he can have a lot of fighting skills, but the strong King Kong palm is the most powerful.

So when fighting, Wednesday didn't dare to be too careless, not only to suppress Yankong, but also to avoid his cloth stick being caught by Yankong. Cloth sticks are different from wooden sticks and iron sticks, and when they are generally caught, they are no longer sticks, and the lethality and deterrence of cloth sticks are gone.

Therefore, although there was a cloth stick in his hand on Wednesday, he was not very happy, and he had to be on guard against the powerful Vajra palm of Yankong from time to time. However, judging from the scene, the two of them are also evenly matched, although both of them are very aggrieved.

After dozens of rolls and rolls, Wednesday felt a little bad, because Yankong on the opposite side seemed to have figured out his tricks, and could often snatch him in front of him from the shadow of the stick of the cloth, if it weren't for his high concentration, he might have been hit several times.

When I was hesitating on Wednesday, the cloth stick was smashed down, and I was about to take it back, but I pulled it but couldn't pull it, and the stick was slightly caught by Yankong.

"Boy, see what else you can do," Yankong grabbed the stick of the cloth stick and laughed later, trying to pull Wednesday over with both hands, "Come here, boy, if you are interested, worship me as a teacher, and enjoy the glory and wealth with me, isn't it better than staying in the temple?"

Wednesday stabilized his body and pulled hard, so as not to be dragged over. Once he gets close, his advantage is gone. It's just that cotton cloth is cotton, although it has been twisted into a stick, and the hardness has improved, but it can't withstand such a pull with Yankong on Wednesday, and it still breaks.

As soon as the cloth stick broke, Wednesday retreated, and after retreating a few steps, he pulled out a cotton cloth from the flowers, and twisted it into a cloth stick after a few clicks, "Yankong, you don't think I only have one cloth stick, come on, come on, I'll see how many you can break." "On Wednesday, I did prepare several cotton cloths in advance to prevent this from happening.

"Boy, don't think that having a cloth stick is amazing, come on, the Buddha will take your life within ten moves," Yankong snorted, and flew towards Wednesday, his hands in the shape of eagle claws, but it was a strong eagle claw skill.

Seeing this, Wednesday didn't dare to be careless, didn't let Yankong get close, and kept the distance between the two within a stick, that is, his cloth stick was a little enough to attack Yankong, so that Yankong didn't dare to grab the cloth stick casually. Because the stick is a point of convergence of strength, the strength is very large, if you don't master the skill well, not only can you not catch it, but you will be injured.

It is precisely because of this that Wednesday suppressed Yankong, otherwise, with Yankong's strength, Wednesday's cloth stick would have been torn off a long time ago, and it could be suppressed for so long?

But there is still a gap between Wednesday's comprehensive strength and Yankong, especially his moves are relatively monotonous, turning over and over with just two sets of stick techniques, in the eyes of old rivers and lakes like Yankong, there is indeed some tricks.

The battle continued for more than a dozen rounds, and Wednesday's cloth stick was caught by Yankong again, only this time Yankong did not fight with Wednesday, but at the moment of grabbing the cloth stick, he used the power of Wednesday's back pull to pounce on Wednesday.

Yankong's move hadn't yet reached his eyes, but the chilling palm wind had already hit his face. Between the lightning and flint, it was too late to retreat, and Wednesday didn't think about anything else, slightly sideways to avoid the vital point of the chest and abdomen, and raised his index finger and thumb to face Yankong's chest and stabbed it, which was actually a lose-lose move.

The proficiency of the two-finger Zen is not very high, but the power is not weak, after feeling the pleasure of the internal force surging, Wednesday didn't have time to think about anything else, he felt like he was hit by a truck on the shoulder, and the whole body flew out sideways involuntarily, and then hit the wall hard.

After falling to the ground, Wednesday's left arm was completely unconscious, even his chest was hot, and his internal organs ached from the slightest breathing. However, Wednesday didn't take care of himself, but looked directly at Monk Yankong. (To be continued......)