Zhao Qingsong saw that he poked for a long time, Bai Hanlu still didn't move, he was a little speechless and added afterburner to the long stick, Bai Hanlu who poked directly stood unsteadily, took a step back, and then arched his hand towards Bai Hanlu, and said: "This stick doesn't count!" It may be that Brother Bai is not ready! ”

Bai Han bared his teeth, reached out and touched the red neck, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes!" This doesn't count! You poked me before I could set up the knife, so let's do it all over again! Do it all over again! ”

Bai Hanlu took a step forward, this time he raised twelve points of caution, and put the lancet in front of him at a forty-five degree angle, preparing that no matter how Zhao Qingsong poked it with a stick, he would immediately jump back at a lightning speed!

Because Zhao Qingsong was still in the prisoner car, it was impossible to chase after him, and after he jumped backwards and took a step, he couldn't reach himself with the length of the long stick in Zhao Qingsong's hand!

Since his long stick can't reach himself, it doesn't matter how he picks it!

As long as you dodge the first stick, then the next thing is to attack by yourself!

At this time, he had already decided in his heart that the first strike would be stronger, and the second attack would suffer!

Since Zhao Qingsong can't react to the speed of his stick, as a peerless master of the same level and level as Zhao Qingsong, Zhao Qingsong should also not be able to react when he comes out of the knife!

Zhao Qingsong couldn't react when he came out of the knife, whether his knife was cut into the prisoner car, or it was cut into the prisoner car, this loss and one win, the two were considered to be the first draw!

In the third game, you must take the first shot!

Since he made the first move, Zhao Qingsong definitely couldn't react.

Then this time I will be regarded as a big victory over Zhao Qingsong!

Since he has already defeated Zhao Qingsong, is it still a matter to win another Tongyou who is not Zhao Qingsong's opponent at all?

It's not a matter at all, you can casually take the life of a dog with a knife!

Only when he cut off Tongyou's dog's head with a knife, Tongyou's various humiliations to himself, all kinds of contempt, and disdain, can this bad breath be completely out!

Thinking of this series of good things, Bai Hanlu became more and more excited, he was fully guarded, holding the lancet in both hands, waiting for Zhao Qingsong to come out!

As long as Zhao Qing loosens this stick, he must be defeated!

Bai Hanlu's idea was quite good, but Zhao Qingsong suddenly hit him with a stick, but he couldn't help but be stunned!

Zhao Qingsong in the prisoner car seemed to have guessed Bai Hanlu's thoughts, and his second stick was slightly delayed for a moment before he 'whew' and swung it out at a not too fast speed!

His stick is very magical, not only is it extremely slow, leaving enough time for Bai Hanlu to react, but also the direction of hitting it is very strange!

It actually struck straight at the blade of the lancet held by Bai Hanlu!

Zhao Qingsong used only a wooden stick cut from an ordinary poplar branch.

And in Bai Hanlu's hand was a rather sharp lancet.

An ordinary wooden stick hits a sharp lancet, and the result speaks for itself!

Seeing the wooden stick slamming straight into the blade, Bai Hanlu couldn't help but be a little unable to react.

He was secretly surprised in his heart: "What does Zhao Qingsong mean by this?" He thinks he's good enough to break the lancet in my hand with a stick? Isn't this learning to swim in a dung pit - looking for (to die)? ”

Bai Hanlu's heart was like lightning, and he thought for a moment: "No matter what, if the wooden stick in Zhao Qingsong's hand is broken, then his attack range will be greatly reduced!" Wouldn't I take advantage of that? ”

These thoughts in his heart were a lot of words, but in fact, they only flashed in Bai Hanlu's heart, and he made a decision in an instant!

Use a lancet to cut the wooden stick that Zhao Qingsong hit!

Bai Hanlu not only did not retreat this time, but took a step forward, and the lancet in his hand quickly slashed towards the wooden stick that was knocked!

But after swinging the knife, something that Bai Hanlu couldn't have imagined happened!

As soon as the lancet in his hand moved, the wooden stick in Zhao Qingsong's hand suddenly turned in a small circle in mid-air with great speed, and it was pumped towards his ass at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye!

I only heard a loud 'pop' in the field, and the wooden stick was pumped hard and fast on Bai Hanlu's defenseless and extremely pitiful ass!

Bai Hanlu 'whooped', jumped up to a height of more than two feet, fell to the ground fiercely, threw the lancet in his hand aside, covered his buttocks with both hands, and rolled and rubbed wildly on the ground!

This stick really hurts so much!

Where is this pumping a stick?

It was obviously pressed hard on his poor helpless ass with a red-hot iron rod!

Bai Hanlu felt that his two buttocks seemed to have cracked, and where his hands were touching, there seemed to be a large amount of viscous liquid gushing out!

He has been beaten many times, but he has never been beaten so suddenly and heartbreakingly!

Zhao Qingsong hurriedly stood up with his support for the railing, and said with great concern: "Oops! What's going on? Brother Bai is too careless! I just pumped a stick lightly, why is there a red flower on my ass? Is...... Alas...... Brother Bai, you are too polite, you can obviously dodge, but you deliberately test my strength with your ass, don't you? I haven't used my strength yet! It's just that it took fifty percent of the strength! I knew that Brother Bai was so well-intentioned, I should have used 12% of my strength! ”

When Bai Hanlu heard this, his eyes turned black, and he was almost angry on the spot!

Boy! Still deliberately testing your strength with your ass? And only 50% of the force?

If you use 120% of your strength, won't your ass leave you on the spot?

Bai Hanlu had scolded Zhao Qingsong's ancestors for the twenty-eighth generation dozens of times in his heart, but he didn't squeak on his lips, after all, the ass is small, the face is big, people can die, and face must not be lost!

People who are extremely proud will be extremely face-saving!

Spanking a swollen ass and filling a fat person has to be filled!

If a person loses face, how can he be proud?

Zhao Qingsong's stick used the 'drill' strength of the secret of the master!

Marksmanship, especially spear skills, is the most important thing to find gaps!

Because on the battlefield, pikemen often face enemies who are heavily armoured.

If the spear wants to pierce the enemy's body, it is unrealistic to slam it in, it will not be able to get in, and if you slam it hard, you will not be able to stab the head of the spear even if it is broken!

At this time, this 'drill' word trick is needed!

In order to facilitate movement, heavy armor is often linked with soft armor or chains in joints and some related places!

Using the 'drill' word in marksmanship to attack the weak parts of these heavy armor will work wonders!

To practice gunmanship, you must practice drilling!

Drill the upper body, only for success!

Zhao Qingsong attached a drill strength to this stick, then this stick is no longer a simple stick, the strength of this stick can penetrate the muscles, and even hurt the periosteum and bones!

Such a destructive stick, you can imagine how painful it is!

It hurts to the bone!

Bai Hanlu rolled on the ground in pain for a long time, and then he could barely hold back the pain, he gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, saw the lancet thrown in the distance, and ran over and bent down to pick up the knife!

This pouting of the ass touched the wound again, and he couldn't help but feel another heart-rending pain!

Seeing that he finally walked over slowly, Zhao Qingsong said with a caring face: "Brother Bai, there is no problem, right?" Are you really, what are you doing so politely? Shouldn't you keep my hands on me? Alas...... Let's try again another day, you see your ass is ......"

Bai Hanlu straightened his waist, waved his hand, and said arrogantly: "Don't mention the ass!" Ass is fine! The ass is good! Don't say that you only used fifty percent of your strength, you just used twelve success forces, and I also smiled slightly, don't take it seriously! ”

As he spoke, he tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Zhao Qingsong said extremely worriedly: "Is it really okay?" ”

"It's all right!"

"It's really fine, then I'll try again with twelve success powers!"

As soon as he heard this, Bai Hanlu jumped back and stammered, "You...... You...... What did you say? ”

Zhao Qingsong almost held back his breath with a smile, and said solemnly: "It's nothing, I said that Brother Bai seems to be going all out this time, and I must come up with twelve percent of my strength to deal with it!" ”

Bai Hanlu looked at Zhao Qingsong suspiciously, and saw that his face was solemn, it really didn't look like a fake, so he nodded and said, "For the sake of fairness, you have already made two moves first, and this time I will make the first move, you have to be careful!" If I slash your ass, your ass will fall off! ”