Chapter 9 - Nunchucks

The night breeze blew gently, and the beard of a man in black standing on the wall fluttered, looking a little weird.

He turned his back to the young man inside the wall and asked coldly, "How sure are you of the male gang leader's general election?"

"Dad, don't worry, with the family knife technique, I will definitely be able to win the championship. The main recruits of the male gang, it must be me!" The young man inside the wall replied respectfully, it was Yang Zhen.

The man in black shouted coldly: "Do you want to find death, if you use the family heirloom knife technique to win, how can the male gang leader accept you." You keep me in mind that you must not use family heirloom swordsmanship during martial arts. ”

"Then, then what should I do, as far as it seems at the moment, if I don't use the family heirloom knife technique, Yun Chengfeng can defeat me. Yang was apprehensive in his heart.

The man in black floated down the courtyard wall, "I'll pass on your skills for a few years, enough for you to win the championship, if you can't become a disciple of the male gang leader, you can cut it off yourself......!

"Thank you, Dad!" Yang Zhen replied respectfully, and the man in black raised his hand to carry out his true qi and slowly poured into his body.

"Go back to sleep! Don't let people find out that I've been here, work hard this month!" After the transfer was completed, the man in black flew and jumped away, Yang Zhen looked at the departing black shadow, and his expression was resolute: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely ......"

On the first floor of the world, Xiongba is still drinking.

Wen Chouchou didn't know what was wrong with the gang leader today, and he didn't go to sleep so late, so he had to be careful to accompany him.

"Ugly, ugly, has the announcement of the apprenticeship been issued?"

"Returning to the helper, I sent it out early in the morning. ”

Xiongba nodded slightly, walking back and forth with his wine glass. He muttered in his mouth: "Jin Lin is a thing in the pool, and he will turn into a dragon when he encounters a storm." Where should we look for the wind and clouds that the mud bodhisattva said? I hope that there will be a storm and clouds among the young gangs of the Tianxia Society!"

Wen Chouchou heard the meaning, and carefully leaned forward to speak: "It turns out that the male gang leader ordered the apprentices to be accepted in order to find Fengyun?"

"What do you think? Otherwise, I will dominate the world, so why should I take disciples? ”

"The helper is wise, and the ugliness understands. ”

"What do you understand?" Male suddenly turned his head, cold lightning shot out of his eyes, he would not allow anyone to understand his mind.

Wen Chouchou was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and slapped himself in the mouth: "Ugly and ugly should be damned, Ugly and ugly said wrong, I hope the helper will forgive ......"

"Hahaha...... Go down!Handle the selection of apprentices for me......"

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night breeze is slightly cool.

Yun Chengfeng shook off the nunchucks in the yard, and the wind whirred all around.

This is his homemade nunchuck with two iron rods, and the first time he used it, he felt a little pressing.

In his previous life, he was a fan of kung fu superstar Bruce Lee, and he also taught himself this nunchuck by watching videos. I haven't practiced for a long time, and when I use it at this time, it looks a little rusty.

It took until midnight to regain the feeling of the past.

The moon hung in the sky, and the night was cooler.

"Qin Shuang, go back to sleep, and continue tomorrow!"

After shouting, Qin Shuang, who was practicing knives on the other side, put away his knife and ran back, and the two went back to the house together.

For the next month, the two practiced until midnight every day before going back to sleep, and the entry of martial arts was also obvious.

At this time, Qin Shuang's knife strength was already able to split more than two zhang, and Yun Chengfeng integrated the electric energy into the nunchuck, and every time the stick was released, it could bring up the electric energy to shoot.

The nunchuck can be attacked and defended in weapons, there is no trace when attacking, punctuality is impermeable, plus the use of electric energy. After a month, Yun Chengfeng was full of confidence, and he was sure enough to defeat any of the young gangs.

Tomorrow is the time of the competition, the two of them had a good night's sleep, got up early, and walked towards the third branch.

A wooden platform was erected in the school yard, and at this time it was already surrounded by the teenagers.

Everyone wants to win the championship and worship under the helper, and everyone's confidence is high.

After a while, the hour was approaching, and a person on the steps in the distance walked slowly to the stands. With sharp eyebrows and sharp lips, every look of his eyes seems to be able to make others surrender.

As soon as the person appeared, Wen Chouchou immediately raised his voice and shouted: "All kneel down and meet the gang leader......"

A group of young disciples knew that the person who came was the male gang leader, so they quickly knelt on the ground and called out the words of praise that they had memorized for a long time.

"The gang leader is wise, Wencheng is martial, carries by the sky, and dominates the world. ”

Xiongba nodded and smiled, raised his hand slightly, and walked to sit down on the throne prepared in advance.

"Let's get started!"

Wen Chou was ugly, walked up to the wooden platform in the middle with small steps, and shook the feather fan with a smile.

"The helper loves talents, if you want to select disciples to enter the room, you all listen well, everyone must do their best to show their talents. On stage to compete in martial arts, you must first report your name, and then compare martial arts, life and death do not matter, let's start now!"

When he boarded, two teenagers jumped up with horizontal swords, and Yun Chengfeng had no time to care, only secretly rejoicing in his heart: "It's finally here, I don't know if the mud bodhisattva has given Xiongba a life now?"

Thinking of this, I felt very apprehensive for a while.

When I looked at it in a blink of an eye, the two teenagers on the stage had already drawn their knives and started fighting.

The two of them were unfamiliar with their sword skills, and there was nothing to watch, Qin Shuang couldn't bear it, so he wanted to jump up.

Yun Chengfeng grabbed it: "Wait, the more you are in front, the more you will suffer, and when they have fought enough, we will come to the stage again." ”

Qin Shuang nodded secretly, and the two of them held their heads high and watched the fight on the field carefully.

After more than ten moves, a teenager was thrown off the stage, causing a commotion.

Suddenly, a tall and thin boy in the crowd drew a knife and flew up and jumped onto the stage.

"It's Yang Zhen! This guy can't stand it. That's fine, let someone else sharpen your strength first. Yun Chengfeng was happy in his heart.

And as Yang Zhen came to power, his subordinates cheered, and the crowd in the three branches was full of voices, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly high.

Next, more than a dozen people came to the stage to compare, and they were all knocked down in two or three moves.

Yang Zhen became more and more brave the more he fought, and the wind-breaking knife all the way made the tiger and the tiger angry.

Qin Shuang clenched her fists, shocked when she saw it.

"Brother Chengfeng, it's only been a month, how could Yang Zhen improve so much, I thought that with hard practice, I could already beat him, but now it seems that it is so difficult!"

"It's okay, I have my own way to break his ......" Yun Chengfeng tightened the nunchucks in his hand and was about to rush to the stage. Qin Shuang suddenly grabbed him: "Big brother, I don't have the confidence to beat him at all, I'm afraid that there is no hope of winning the championship, so let me go first! ”

Without waiting for Yun Chengfeng to agree, Qin Shuang had already jumped up.

Hearing Qin Shuang's name, the male tyrant in the stands moved slightly, watching carefully.

Yang Zhen defeated more than ten people, but he didn't show any fatigue, pointed at Qin Shuang with a horizontal knife, and sneered: "It turned out that he was a defeated general, and he didn't think the humiliation of the broken knife was enough." This competition doesn't matter if you live or die, then let me end your life!"

The broadsword slashed out, and the wind it brought up was even louder.

Yun Chengfeng was worried about Qin Shuang, he originally planned to come to power first, but at this time, he could only wait. But he had already moved to the wooden platform, and as soon as Qin Shuang showed his defeat, he would immediately come to the stage to rescue.

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