Chapter 70: Zhang Fan

He did the same, and his hands were deeply embedded in the wooden planks of the table, and with a single effort, he was able to tear the ring smaller.

If you go down, the ring will be too small. Rao is that he has a high level of wisdom, but there is no place for it.

Before he could think about it, he had already torn the ring in half.

Inuzai saw the corners of his mouth open five or six, and his heart trembled. He knew that he hated him so much that if he was caught, he would have to lose half his life......

Inuzai didn't dare to try, shook his hand, jumped to the ground, and shouted, "I'm not going to fight." ”

The rest of the people listened to this sound before they reacted. The dog who originally had the upper hand was defeated, and he was so aggrieved.

The dog hurriedly poured into the crowd, not daring to show his head again.

At the heroes of the world, "hehe" laughed a few times, and jumped down.

Wu Siliu had already run over, grabbed Wu Wuliu's shoulders, and said, "Brother Shi, why are you playing so slowly, you already knew that I was on it, and you saved so much trouble." ”

Wu Liuzheng was proud, and suddenly heard this, and slapped Wu Siliu on the head several times before saying: "What do you know, the so-called anxious can't eat hot tofu, I just warmed up." Otherwise, with my skills, I can smoke him to death with a single fart. ”

When everyone heard that they had a sentence, they didn't say a word, and their hearts were already happy, and they secretly wondered: where did they come from?

In the eyes of the world, the Huashan faction is an elegant place, and if these two people are allowed to talk nonsense, they will have to dirty this land.

Chen Wusheng hurriedly ran out and invited the two down.

Looking at the destroyed ring, Chen Wusheng couldn't help frowning and being embarrassed.

The ring has been destroyed, and the scheduled second match cannot be completed now, and it will have to be postponed until tomorrow.

Wu Siliu jumped out first and said, "It's just a fight, there is no platform without it." ”

Zhang Fan was also a little frightened by the strange power of Wu Wuliu in his heart, thinking that Wu Siliu was his brother, and his strength should not be much smaller. If he is allowed to face Wu Siliu, Wu Siliu will also come out like this with Wu Wuliu, it will be unbearable for him.

Now, seeing that Wu Siliu took the lead in saying that he didn't want to ring, it was exactly what he wanted, so he immediately took a step, walked in front of everyone, and said: "I don't have any opinions below, if you can, let's have a competition now." ”

Chen Wusheng saw that the two of them had no opinions, so he didn't say much, and his figure flashed, and he moved the venue away.

Wu Siliu suspected that the broken ring in the field was in the way, and with a few kicks, he kicked these hundreds of pounds away.

Zhang Fan was secretly speechless, glad that he had made the right bet.

The two of them stood on their own sides.

The long sword in Zhang Fan's hand flickered, and he threw down the scabbard, revealing the cold sword body inside.

Wu Siliu didn't care in his heart, and took out two wooden sticks from his waist.

If you look closer, you can see that the ends of the stick are led by an iron chain.

Few people had ever seen such a strange weapon, and everyone was talking to each other left and right, looking for what it was.

Finally, one of them said, "This seems to be a nunchuck." No wonder you don't recognize it, this was originally a weapon invented by soldiers at war with the Turks and Uighurs. There are no moves and martial arts about this kind of weapon in the rivers and lakes, so it is not popular in the Central Plains. I never thought that it would be a great blessing to be able to see with my eyes today, but I don't know how far this person has come?"

Everyone nodded.

Zhang Fan has never seen it, and only when he hears the words of others does he know a little.

Wu Siliu shouted: "Hey, you come and beat me first, so you don't have to let Lao Tzu go so far to find you." ”

Zhang Fan said that he underestimated himself, his heart was furious, and with a shake of the long sword, he killed the general.

Wu Siliu's eyes were upright, and he didn't dare to slack off.

Zhang Fan's long sword stabbed continuously, and it was a very fast move when it came out.

He has fought many heroes and shows in the rivers and lakes, and he has extremely rich experience, although this move seems to be fierce, but in fact it has been tried mostly.

Therefore, Wu Siliu didn't spend much effort, and as soon as the nunchucks were lifted, they all blocked.

Zhang Fan gave it a try and knew that the situation was tense this time, and he couldn't help it.

Simply swing the long sword slowly and make a move with him.

Wu Siliu didn't know what he was thinking, and the nunchucks in his hands played like the wind, forcing Zhang Fan to retreat again and again.

When everyone saw such a subtle move, they all applauded together.

They didn't have any enmity with the two brothers, but they spoke too badly and didn't take them in their eyes at all, so they ridiculed the two brothers from time to time.

Now that he saw that this person was quite handsome, his unhappiness was swept away, and he shouted sincerely.

Zhang Fan lost a lot of brilliance on his face, and he was unhappy in his heart. As soon as the move changed, it was like a howl of the wind, and the sword shadow was repeated.

Wu Siliu was in a difficult situation, and said: "How did you hide your tricks before, it's really hateful, is Lao Tzu only worthy of playing those few tricks and three-legged cat kung fu?"

After speaking, the nunchucks in Wu Siliu's hands became more and more fierce, as if venting all the anger in his chest.

Zhang Fan was also uncomfortable, his weapons were longer than Wu Siliu, and he took advantage of them, but these two sticks were like a flexible arm, wrapping around his long sword.

Zhang Fan knows that the opponent's strength is huge, and if he is entangled, how can he win.

Therefore, the moves are always incomplete, and if you play one and a half moves, you have to change the moves, for fear of being entangled with sticks.

The two of you come and go, and they fight happily.

Others were also frightened and applauded.

Wu Siliu is the same as Wu Wuliu, his temperament is indecent, he got anxious at the moment, and said: "You are so shameless, you will withdraw after half of the fight, but you don't dare to make a real move with me." ”

Zhang Fan heard it clearly, but he couldn't say it, he only sighed that his strength was too small and he didn't dare to resist.

But seeing Wu Siliu attacking three or four moves, forcing Zhang Fan to open his sails, he retreated.

Zhang Fan couldn't figure out the details of him, for fear of fraud, so when he heard it on the spot, he didn't chase after him.

Wu Siliu held a stick in each hand, and with a slight pull, he turned one weapon into two.

Wu Siliu held a short stick in one hand, and killed again.

Zhang Fan saw that he was angry, and his heart tightened, and he had to deal with it carefully.

Wu Siliu's murderous intent was soaring, and his reputation was quite great.

A stick slashed down.

Zhang Fan couldn't avoid it, and raised his sword to block. Suddenly, he felt a big mountain on his hand, and his mouth was sore, and he took three steps back.

As soon as Wu Siliu was angry, he let him go, and his body entered again, and he put down his two sticks together.

Zhang Fan didn't dare to fight anymore, twisted his waist a few times, and avoided it.

Wu Siliu sneered, and his body slammed forward like a carriage.

Zhang Fan was unsteady and couldn't walk away, so he was knocked hard and fell backwards......

Wu Siliu won his hand and couldn't help but say: "You admit defeat, you can't win." ”

Zhang Fan had a sharp pain in his chest, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

However, he rested for a while, wiped the blood, and then got up again, and said: "It's not over yet, let's say win or lose, I'm afraid it's too early, let's fight again......"