Wednesday looked at Margaret, who was hooded, and frowned, "What's going on?"

The bearded Jeffritz smiled and said: "One is to prevent her from escaping, and the other is to prevent her from being recognized by others, don't worry, we are very good to her and did not let her be harmed in any way." ”

"I hope so," Wednesday pouted, "you come with me." "That being said, in fact, Wednesday also knew that they did not abuse Margaret, and their attitude towards Margaret in the past two days, Wednesday saw all of them, although it was not too clear from a distance.

Wednesday turned around and ran to the other side of the field.

The bearded Jeff Ritz waved the bald black young man named Jimmy back, and said, "Don't worry, wait for me, I'll be back in a moment," and then he also pulled Margaret's arm and followed.

Wednesday had been walking for half an hour until he found a field with a good view, then he stood on the ground and beckoned to Jeffritz, "Come on, let me show you what I'm really capable of." ”

"Yo Yo Yo, are you still hiding your strength?" Jeffritz exclaimed exaggeratedly, apparently not taking Wednesday to heart at all. Wednesday shook the long stick and pointed at Margaret and said, "Let her go, don't hurt him by mistake, my stick won't look long," Jeffritz laughed and pushed Margaret behind him, "Come on, I hope you have improved a little bit from the other day." ”

Seeing this, Wednesday no longer hesitated, and waved his long stick and pounced. Anyway, you know that the other party can't beat you, as long as you pay attention not to be cut by the opponent's big sword to your long stick. As a result, Wednesday put his beginner stick to the fullest, almost using Jeffritz as a target for stick practice, and also a moving target for counterattacks.

It's just easy to say, but after really putting it in, Wednesday has to be cautious, to maintain their own offensive, and to guard against the opponent's counterattack, and at the same time to save physical energy and internal strength. So, looking at the lively battle, in fact, Wednesday didn't do his best at all, but it just looked like the offensive was fierce.

Of course, Wednesday's offensive was already very fierce, and the stick method originally required that the moves must be fast and intensive, and the boxing book said that "the gun is like a dragon and the stick is like rain", which means that the stick method should be as fast and pervasive as a storm. Because most of the long sticks are about one person high, they are not very flexible in operation, and once the offensive is slightly weak, it is easy to be suppressed by the opponent.

In fact, if Wednesday's stick method is placed in the eyes of a boxing master, it will definitely be full of flaws. However, this is a world of magic and swords, and these swordsmen have never seen such attack techniques at all, so naturally they can't find the so-called flaws.

Jeffritz had a feeling of being caught in a storm at this time, and in his eyes, Wednesday's stick was like raindrops, falling densely on his body, and there was nowhere to hide. But in the same way, the attack power is similar to raindrops, and hitting him can't break through his fighting armor defense layer at all, or even his armor defense.

So Jeffritz didn't even bother to fight back, allowing Wednesday to attack at will, thinking that it wouldn't be too late to fight back after Wednesday was tired, and Wednesday wouldn't hurt him at all anyway. Dividing his mind to spread the fighting spirit all over his body, Jeffritz even had the heart to observe Wednesday's moves, and couldn't help but laugh and said: "Little Bruce, there are a lot of tricks, but it's a pity that the strength is too weak, and it won't work if you don't cultivate your fighting spirit, go back and cultivate your fighting spirit first." ”

Hearing Jeffritz's words, Wednesday was indifferent, but stepped up his attack, brandishing a metal long stick like an oolong, and the move could not leave Jeffritz's body. At the same time, he kept moving his body to prevent Jefflitz from understanding his pace, of course, if he could make Jefflitz dizzy, that would be the best result.

But it turns out that in the face of absolute strength, the role that skills can play is really minimal. Even if he used his internal force on Wednesday, he couldn't break through Jeffritz's vindictive shield, and he even suspected that even if he used the "Qiankun Strike", it might not have any effect. Unless you cultivate "Mixed Yuan Jin" to a higher level on Wednesday, or change to a higher level of internal strength to cultivate.

In that case, there might be a fight with this high-ranking swordsman Jeffritz on Wednesday, but now he is really no match for this high-ranking swordsman. Fortunately, Wednesday had already prepared in my heart, and I was not in a hurry, although the offensive was still rapid, but I was already secretly thinking about the path of retreat.

With a move of "water lotus", the long stick brought up a stick shadow and covered Jeffritz's head. Jeffritz's vindictive protection is indeed in place, but after all, he can't protect his eyes, so whenever he attacks his head on Wednesday, he will stretch out his arm to block. This time on Wednesday, he repeated the same trick, and when Jeffritz stretched out his arm to block, he suddenly withdrew his move, turned around and ran.

"Hahaha, boy, are you giving me a massage?" Jefflitz successfully blocked Wednesday's attack, laughing and said, "Why don't you continue?" After saying that, he lowered his arm and saw that Wednesday was already running ten meters away. "Hey, boy, the duel isn't over yet, what do you want to do?"

What he wanted to do on Wednesday, of course he wanted to escape, but not alone, but with Margaret. On Wednesday, Jefflitz couldn't catch up with him, and suddenly withdrew in the middle of the fight, and then ran to Margaret's side with "Lifting Vertical", picked her up sideways, and flew east. While running away, Wednesday laughed: "Mr. Kidd, thank you for taking care of you these days, we will have a meeting later, and you will be invited to drink when the time comes." ”

Jeffritz was furious when he saw Wednesday's action. Although I was ready to give up the task, I was so suffocated that I wanted to vomit blood after being played like this by Wednesday. It was only then that he realized why he had asked the woman to back off on Wednesday, thinking about it, he had already fallen into the trap from the very beginning of the duel.

Even that seemingly sincere oath fooled him. Now that the duel is not over, the hateful boy has already run, and he is still running with the bet, so what oath naturally does not work, who made him Jeffritz run slowly. Now it's good, the duel is not over yet, the duel side and the bet have already run away.

Not to mention the depression in Jeffritz's heart, watching Wednesday run away like a kangaroo, he could only use his big sword to slash on the ground a few times to vent some of his anger, and then go back empty-handed.

"Captain, you, you lost?" asked Jimmy, a black boy, in surprise when he saw Jeffritz coming back alone.

Jeffritz was in an unhappy mood, and did not answer directly, waving his hand impatiently, "Let's go, go back and gather with the other brothers, and talk about it when there is something." ”

Seeing Jeffritz like this, the other people didn't dare to ask again, packed up their luggage and left silently.

And Wednesday ran away with Margaret in his arms, until his internal strength was almost exhausted, then he breathed a sigh of relief, put Margaret on the ground, and gasped: "It's really fatal, it seems that we can't be separated for a while along the way, and something will happen as soon as we are separated, how was it discovered this time?"

After tearing off the hood, Wednesday was suddenly dumbfounded, staring blankly at the short-haired girl under the hood, and only reacted halfway, "You, who are you?"

"You don't know who I am?" asked the short-haired girl, blinking her eyes curiously.

Wednesday was stunned for a moment, then turned around and left.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you going, let me go, hey......" The short-haired girl was anxious and hurriedly shouted.

Wednesday heard the shouts and pounded himself on the head so hard that he wanted to beat himself to death. Saving people can still save mistakes, this girl was rescued, what about Margaret? Taking a deep breath, Wednesday turned his head to untie all the ropes on the girl's body, and then left without saying a word.

"Hey, hey, dead wood, you speak, why are you saving me?" The short-haired girl is seventeen or eighteen years old, although she also has short black hair, but her hairstyle is very chic, with a bit of a handsome boy's feeling, much better than the hairstyle that Margaret cut indiscriminately on Wednesday, and asked last Wednesday.

Wednesday turned his head and glared at the short-haired girl, "Don't follow me," he was in a very bad mood indeed, wasting so much time and energy, and it turned out to be another person who was rescued. Thinking of this, Wednesday couldn't wait to kick the crooked girl next to her, although she looked cute.

The short-haired girl was startled by Wednesday's eyes, but she quickly reacted, pulled the corners of her clothes with an aggrieved face, and said pitifully: "Are you going to leave me here alone?"

Wednesday gritted his teeth and said, "Then you want me to give you back to Jeffritz?"

"No, no, no," the girl jumped out of the way like a frightened fawn, but when she saw Wednesday turn around and leave, she hurriedly followed, "but it will be dangerous for you to leave me here." ”

Wednesday resisted the urge to slap her backhand, "So what else do you want?"

"I, I'm ......" The girl was frightened by Wednesday's fierce gaze, and hesitated for a long time and said, "I don't know either, but I want to follow you." ”

"Follow me?" Wednesday was amused, "What are you doing with me, be my woman?" said as he shoved the girl to the ground, "Come, let me see if you have what it takes to be my woman." ”

"Ahh ”

Wednesday wondered, "Why do you say I'm from the Li family?"

"Isn't it?" said the short-haired girl with a straight face, "You told Jeffritz that your name is Bruce Lee, and your martial arts inheritance is exactly the same as that of the Li family. ”