With just one move, Feng Shang was defeated, and the man snatched the spear from Feng Shang's hand and threw it on the ground and said, "I thought you had a lot of ability, but it turned out to be nothing more than that!" The man was a head and a half shorter than Feng Shang, and he had to raise his arm to barely put the knife on Feng Shang's neck. This scene would be very embarrassing if others saw it, and Feng Shang himself was even more red-faced.

"Go pick another weapon to fight!" the man dropped his twin knives on the ground and turned back to the cabin.

If the thunder stick was taken away because the other party was taken by surprise, then the spear was taken down completely because of the lack of strength. Feng Shang knew that he was invincible to the other party, but he was unwilling to let the thunder stick fall into the hands of others.

Feng Shang sat on the stump outside the door and fell into deep thought.

"Hmph! That's just the garbage I picked up and was thrown away by a beggar!" Feng Shang remembered his father's disdain when he was in the first place.

"Thunder and thunder, all souls have been frightened away, it's too ordinary!" Feng Shang remembered Zhong Liyan's opinion of the thunder stick after evaluating Ren Xiao's Miao black knife.

"Alas, everyone says it's not a good weapon, what do I keep it for, it's better to leave here, and save others from laughing at me in the future!" Feng Shang said to himself, then slapped his thigh and stood up, shouting towards the wooden house: "Hey, Uncle Winter Melon, I don't want the weapon, you can keep it yourself!"

After saying that, he twisted his ass and left.

On the other side, the man in the wooden house is painstakingly fiddling with the thunder stick, hoping to unlock more changes.

As night fell, the fiery maple grove fell silent. Only the flickering candlelight in the wooden house can make people feel a little bit of life.

The man in the room had a large amount of sweat oozing from his forehead, but the movement of his hand did not stop, and the thunder stick kept changing in his hand.

"Hey, Uncle Winter Melon, I'm back again, sir!Come out and fight!" Just as the man was happy to find a change in the thunder stick, Feng Shang's voice came from outside the wooden house. The corners of the man's mouth went up, and he had a relieved expression.

Feng Shang outside the door was holding a single knife in his hand, pointing at the man who came out and said: "Master, I thought about it for a while, although the thunder stick is not a good thing, but it is mine after all, if it spreads in the future, saying that I Feng Shang can't even keep his own things, won't it make others look down on me." The man took out a wooden stick from behind the door and said, "I don't care what reason you came back again, but you remember to me, my lord, I can't change my name or surname, Shen Suyuan is also, if you dare to scream again, beware of me smashing your mouth!"

"Shen Suyuan, this name is too tongue-twisting, I'll call you Winter Melon Yuan!" Feng Shang rubbed the tip of his nose with his finger and continued: "Come on! Winter Melon Yuan, take it!"

Feng Shang strode forward, his mind was full of scenes where he had seen Ren Xiao make a knife before, Feng Shang jumped up and slashed his head. Shen Suyuan raised his stick to parry, and Feng Shang then stretched out his foot and kicked the other party's head, because Shen Suyuan was too short, Feng Shang's kick was not too difficult. Seeing that Feng Shang was trying his best as soon as he came up, Shen Suyuan raised his head backwards to avoid this kick, and then his body spun, and the wooden stick set up Feng Shang's single knife.

"Splitting the Star Twelve Slashes!" Feng Shang put on Ren Xiao's signature move, Shen Suyuan thought that Feng Shang was also a good hand at making knives after seeing it, so he didn't dare to be careless, his left foot bent forward and poked out a false step, holding the stick with both hands, and the stick head was facing down in a posture of attacking and defending.

"Ahh After figuring out Feng Shang's strength, Shen Suyuan let it go, a flower stick dance was dazzling, and there was no way to get close to Feng Shang's single knife with a wide open and closed stick method.

Soon, the single knife in Feng Shang's hand had been knocked to the ground, and the head of the stick was also on Feng Shang's forehead.

When night fell, I didn't know how many games Feng Shang had lost, but he was bruised and swollen, and Feng Shang, who was sitting on the wooden pier, was looking up at the sky, and the bright stars were flashing and twinkling. "Goo~" There was a protest sound from his stomach, Feng Shang rubbed his already hungry stomach, and when he was thinking about how to fill his stomach, a burst of fragrance wafted out of the wooden house.

"Wow! This winter melon is actually eating!" Feng Shang smelled the aroma of the food, and his stomach became even hungrier.

From the crack in the door, Feng Shang saw that Shen Suyuan in the house was eating happily, the food on the table was quite rich, although there was no big fish and meat, but the corn, vegetables and sweet potatoes were also available, and Feng Shang outside the door was drooling.

"Can this guy finish eating so much? He didn't even say give me some shares. Feng Shang had already scolded Shen Suyuan countless times in his heart, but the stubbornness of the young man made him unable to open his mouth to beg for Shen Suyuan.

"Wow! I'm so full, I'm going to sleep!" Shen Suyuan's words seemed to be both self-talk and deliberately to Feng Shang.

Soon, Shen Suyuan's snoring came from inside the wooden house. Feng Shang outside the wooden house was not only hungry, but also had to suffer from Shen Suyuan's snoring like thunder.

"I can't stand it anymore, I have to eat something!" Feng Shang was already hungry, "If I steal food, it's my ability, if you want to blame him, he doesn't guard it strictly." Feng Shang, who had made up his mind, tiptoed to the door and quietly pushed open the door of the wooden house, I don't know what Winter Guayuan thought, he didn't even close the door in the middle of the night, this is too confident!

Seeing that there was still most of the food left on the table, Feng Shang hurriedly took those corn sweet potatoes and everything into his arms, and tiptoed to the door. At this time, Feng Shang's afterglow saw the thunder stick beside Shen Suyuan's bed, and after Feng Shang stopped and looked at it, he quietly went out of the room.

"Winter melon yuan, this guy, although he is not very good, but this meal is delicious!" Feng Shang munched on food while thinking about how to defeat Shen Suyuan tomorrow.

The sky in the east had just turned white, and Shen Suyuan pushed the door out and stretched, but saw Feng Shang standing straight in the courtyard.

"Come on, winter melon away, let me defeat you in just one round today!" Feng Shang in the center of the courtyard held a single knife in his left hand, a soft sword in his right hand, a meteor hammer in his waist, and a Guan knife and a spear on his back.

"Yo, what kind of dress is this?are you going to sing a big opera?" Shen Suyuan looked at Feng Shang curiously. Feng Shang said: "There is no way to defeat you with only one weapon, so I plan to use all the weapons, are you ready?"

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Feng Shang on the field looked at the blue sky, and his already desperate eyes were suddenly full of hope again.

"I'm the one who has the arsenal on my body, how can I be defeated by him just like this? There must be a weapon to restrain the three-knots, I want to find out!"

Feng Shang a carp stiffened and turned over, and it will be thundered

The stick changed to the length of the Qi Mei stick, and then held the two ends and turned it in reverse, and the Qi Mei stick in his hand became a three-section stick exactly the same as Su Yi.

"Hehe, come on, now I'm also a three-section stick, let's see who is powerful!" Feng Shangxue Su Yi grabbed the two ends of the three-section stick, leaving the middle one to block the attack.

"Yo roar, it's kind of interesting!" Su Yi felt a hint of novelty when he saw that Feng Shang was imitating himself.

The audience outside the arena and even Ren Xiao and Mu Ziyi thought that Feng Shang had lost, but seeing this guy standing up again, and full of energy, Ren Xiao couldn't help but shout: "Feng San, go on!"

Mu Ziyi also shouted: "Fight hard, let the old man know your strength!"

Under the influence of these two people, the other audiences also cheered for Feng Shang.

Su Yi threw a wreath at the three-section stick in his hand, carried the middle section behind his back, and continued to hold the ends of the two sections with both hands. At this moment, the posture of the two is exactly the same, except that Feng Shang's is in front of his chest, and Su Yi's is behind him.

Feng Shang knew that this old man must be playing some new tricks, so he stepped forward slowly. Su Yi also patiently waited for Feng Shang to attack, and it was naturally Feng Shang who was the first to waver in the end. I saw him jumping one after another, so that Su Yi couldn't figure out when he came over.

Suddenly, Feng Shang took a step forward, and did not make a backward dodge posture, just at this moment, Su Yi's left hand suddenly let go, and the entire three-section stick was thrown out from behind and swept towards Feng Shang along the fulcrum of his right hand. Fortunately, Feng was still prepared, and his left hand raised the stick in front of him to block a short stick in the middle, and his right hand reached out to his back to block the short stick that continued to swing.

At the same time, Feng Shang quickly moved closer to Su Yi's side, intending to use close-quarters play to control Su Yi's long-distance tactics. But Su Yi would not let him succeed easily, and hurriedly withdrew the three sticks after missing the blow, this time he changed his left hand to hold the last joint, and his right hand held the short stick in the middle, and threw the last section at the other end up, so that Feng Shang's close range could not be approached.

"And this kind of play?" Feng Shang was as surprised as if he had discovered a new continent, he didn't expect this ordinary three-section stick to have so many ways to play. Feng Shang followed Su Yi's back of the three-section stick like he did just now, preparing to use Su Yi's own skills to fight back against him.

Feng Shang's three-section stick is not inferior to Su Yi's strength and speed at all, Su Yi is also the first time to see someone who can learn his own tricks so quickly, his right hand throws out the stubble short stick and hits the middle of Feng Shang's three-section stick, and then at the same time uses the short stick in his left hand to block the opponent's end of the continued attack. After defusing Feng Shang's attack, Su Yi shook the end of his right hand and smashed it into Feng Shang's shoulder.

Feng Shang saw that it was too late to withdraw the three-section stick to block, so his right hand shook, and the three-section stick immediately turned into a Qi Mei stick, Feng Shang made a way to fight with the same end, and the thunder stick in his right hand stabbed Su Yi's chest. Su Yi saw Feng Shang's style of play, and smiled while praising in his heart: "It's useless!"

After speaking, the short stick in his left hand had already blocked Feng Shang's stick head, Feng Shang also raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's not over yet!" At the same time, the three-section stick that Su Yi threw also smashed on Feng Shang's shoulder.

The two fell to the ground at the same time, Feng Shang clutching his shoulders and Su Yi clutching his chest.

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