Playing is a bit like playing a table tennis tossed serve, when the ball falls, the ball is close to the body, just in time to swing the racket and slam it.

However, Zhang Jianhua's stick beat Yan straight forward and flew flat, she had to chase forward, chased a few steps, and only arrived at the place where Yan fell, and this run, the force of the wooden stick hitting Yan was not well grasped.

If the strength is well grasped, the lone line of the flight is at the most suitable angle, such as a 45-degree angle, and the lone line will fly farthest.

If the angle is too high or too low, you won't be able to fly far.

Zhang Jianhua's stick, although the strength is great, but the lonely line that flies is really not good, too high, at least 80 degrees, it looks like it flies very high, but in fact it doesn't fly far.

"Stinky stick! Zhang Jianhua is originally a stinky stick!" Rong Rong shouted.

Zhang Jianhua was so angry that he threw the wooden stick in his hand to the ground and scolded: "Mom, what kind of ** stick is this!"

I didn't play well, but I blamed the wooden stick.

Zhang Jianhua was so angry that his face turned red.

Wang Hanjun also deeply regretted Zhang Jianhua.

At this time, Rong Rong went into battle, and she has always been known for her calmness.

I saw that she was not in a hurry, holding a wooden stick in her hand, and walked to the front of the formation.

She is also the same as Zhang Jianhua, who put the plan in place first.

The difference is that she is not so excited, and the expression on her face is very relaxed.

In terms of strength, Rong Rong can't compare with Zhang Jianhua, her height is only more than one meter six, and her strength is far inferior to Zhang Jianhua, who is one meter seven or eight tall.

However, calmness helped Rong Rong a lot, this stick, the angle is very good, it is the best flying lone line, that is in the air, swishing into the distance.

Measuring the results, it was 50 meters more than Zhang Jianhua's stick!

"Awesome fight! Rong Rong is awesome!" Immortal Yuwan couldn't help but cheer for Rong Rong on her side.

The golden boy quietly looked at Zhang Jianhua, the white and chubby female militiaman, her face turned blue with anger.

Fortunately, on Zhang Jianhua's side, Wang Hanjun, who appeared second, was very competitive, and played a stick with great strength and good angle.

This stick made up for Zhang Jianhua's mistake just now and increased the total distance advantage to 120 meters.

Next, Shuping, who is on the same team as Rongrong, went into battle.

Shuping, with a slender body and a delicate face, looks like a weak girl at first glance, so no one thinks she can turn the tide for the team.

At this moment, he made a halfway trip to bite the gold.

"Shout, you're fighting, you're fighting, but it's my favorite!"

The sound is deep.

It was none other than Sun Tianshi.

He had been talking to Dr. Wang about the relationship between immortal arts and medicine at home, but when he heard the shouts of the children outside, he was attracted to it.

Sun Tianshi walked over with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

Sun Tianshi, when he was young, had a wide range of hobbies and could do anything, and since he was a child, he was the first player in his small village.

It's not that he has a lot of strength, it's that he has mastered the techniques and know-how to fight. From youth to youth, to the prime of life, no one beat him.

Later, I became a scattered fairy.,I haven't practiced this kind of game for decades.,At this time, I saw the boys and girls playing lively.,Suddenly my hands itched.。

As he shouted, the teenagers all turned their heads to look at Sun Tianshi.

Sun Tianshi didn't pay attention to the young people's eyes, walked to Shuping's side, reached out and took the big wooden stick in Shuping's hand, and said, "Okay, Grandpa Immortal, I'll teach you how to fight today!"

Before dozens of boys and girls could react, Sun Tianshi had already raised and dropped his sticks and beat him to the ground.

With just one glance, the golden boy saw the cleverness of Sun Tianshi.

When someone else jumps up, it is spinning at high speed, so when the striker hits the bird into the distance, it is equivalent to hitting a rotating one, and he can't choose the part of the strike, so he can only hit where he hits, and let fate go.

Sun Tianshi is different, I don't know how he grasped it, when he hit the Yan jump, the Yan was actually like a small rocket, straight up, to a certain height, and then straight down, down to the best strike height of Sun Tianshi, this Yan magically crossed its small body!

I saw a wooden stick flash in front of Sun Tianshi, and the wooden stick left only a phantom.

And that Yu happened to be hit on a pointed tip, so that it was like a small cannonball flying sideways, with the least air resistance, and with a "whoosh", it drew a lone line at an angle of 45 degrees in the air, rushed into the sky, flew into the distance, and soon disappeared from people's field of vision.

"Wow! Hit so far?!Where did Grandpa Immortal hit him with this stick? I can't see it!"

The teenagers looked at each other.

"Hehe, children, you see it, this is called beating!" Sun Tianshi threw the wooden stick into Shuping's hand, who was already stupid, and then swaggered away.

Sun Tianshi was addicted and left as if nothing happened, but he threw a big question to the teenagers: Where did Na Yu fly to?

Just now, I only saw Yu flying away to the south of the village, where to find it now.

Mortal children make difficulties, and Jin Tong and Yuwan, Huanhuan, naturally do not make difficulties, no matter how far away they are, it is easy to get it back.

However, Jin Tong, Yuwan, and Huanhuan didn't speak, they wanted to see which child was the smartest and most clever.

Shuping, who has always been very clever, took the lead in saying: "Just now, I saw Mu Yan like a bird rising into the sky, it seemed to make a small whistling sound in the air, but when it was halfway through the flight, a very strong wind blew, and suddenly changed the direction of its flight, it was made of wood, very light, it turned a small bend and flew to the southeast of the village!"

In the southeast of the village, there is a place where the villagers store wheat straw and corn stalks, which are full of wheat straw and corn stalks, but it is difficult for mortal children to find a small one among so many wheat straws and corn stalks.

"Quick, let's go find it together!" The golden boy shouted.

After shouting, the golden boy took the boy Wang Hanjun and took the lead towards the corn stalks.

As soon as he went, the others followed.

This search, I found an unexpected strange thing!

Although the golden boy was the first to go to the wheat field, he didn't look for it.

He stopped and told the mortal children to look for it.

The children searched everywhere carefully, and after searching for a long time, they did not see the shadow of the little man.

According to the situation she had just seen, Shuping felt that the little one should have fallen in a corn stalk stack in the westernmost part of the wheat field, so she moved the corn stalks one by one to see if there was one in it.

Shuping was shocked when she saw it!

Just behind this corn stalk bundle, in the gap formed between the other two large corn stalks bales, there was a strange face!