Chapter 12 Fighting

Hearing what I said, everyone present laughed. Stiwey exaggerated, "Do you hear me? It's just two levels apart."

The kind-hearted bodyguard saw that I was obviously a mallet and came up to persuade me, "Two young masters, it's better to say good words. Why do you want to do it?"

Stiwey stared and said, "Don't worry about anyone. I'll beat him today!" He pointed at me, "Are you ready?"

I pouting my chin and said, "Wait a minute"

Stiwey sneered and said, "You didn't know you were afraid until now, did you? It's late!"

"I'm afraid of killing you one by one!" That's true. I haven't forgotten what Su Jing told me. I'm sure now. Duan Tianya is at least a swordsman in the middle of the middle. When he can't beat me, he still has the ability to hide behind the tree. Stilwell is a cheater. I fight with him like a strong man fighting with a baby. I It is necessary to touch the situation again.

I looked at Stiwey and said, "Then do you dare to tell me which section you are a swordsman?"

Sdewey accidentally said, "Ha, I still know that the swordsman is segmented, so let me tell you, I'm the swordsman blue segment now."

I nodded and said, "I'm almost addicted to alcohol."

Stiwey said impatiently, "Do you want to fight or not?"

I said, "Wait a little longer."

Stiwey laughed and said, "If you are afraid, just say it clearly. If you don't pay me well, I'll let you go.

Knowing Stile's level and level, I have more or less the bottom. When talking to him, I have begun to use the hook fish method to gather sword spirit. I only feel that the Dantian is slowly enriched, but the problem is that with the increase of sword spirit, I don't know what level I have reached at this moment. If it is too Bao, I was too weak and in danger of being beaten. I turned my eyes and then said to Stile, "I'm going to do something first now. Wait for me for a while."

Stiwell broke down and said, "Are you going to run away?"

As I walked out of the playground, I turned around and said, "Don't run, you're waiting for me!"

When Stiwe saw me out of the playground, he didn't know whether to chase or leave. He asked the guards wrongly, "Do you think I'm waiting or not?"

The guards laughed and said, "If we are the fifth young master, we will naturally not come back."

Stiwey jumped behind me and said, "If you dare to run, I'll see you and hit you once in the future!"

I ignored him and turned to the wall of the playground and saw a thin family man giving flowers and water outside the wall. I reached out and pointed, "Little beans, come here."

Because he was born short, he was nicknamed Xiaodouzi. He was a little stubborn and a little stupid. Seeing me calling him, he looked up and said, "What did the fifth young master ask me to do?"

"I'll show you the young master's face."

Xiaodouzi stared at my face for a long time and said, "Does the fifth young master have a face sore? Grandma Wang in our back kitchen has a kind of plaster. Just paste it. Do you want me to ask for some for you?

I said angrily, "No! I asked you to tell me what will happen to the young master's face.

"Oh." Xiao Douzi answered in a daze, and suddenly said with infinite joy, "The fifth young master can still do tricks."

I gathered for a while, then moved on my hand and asked him, "Is there any change?"

Xiao Douzi said in a daze, "No."

"I think about it, that is, the swordsman hasn't arrived yet." I continued to collect sword spirit to Dantian according to the hook fishing method and asked him, "What about now?"

"No............

I felt quite impatient, and it lasted for a while. Xiao Douzi suddenly shouted, "It's changed, the young master's face turned red."

I was overjoyed. It seemed that it had reached the beginning of the swordsman. With more strength in my body, Xiaodouzi jumped up: "It's changed, it's changed again and again. Young master, your face has turned yellow."

I calculated that Stilwell was the swordsman blue section, that is, the penultimate section of red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. I had to add three sections up. With the gathering of sword spirit, Xiao Douzi clapped his hands and said, "Young master, your face will be green and blue for a while. It

I said, "Tell me when it becomes complicated."

Before the voice fell, Xiao Douzi said, "It's complicated, and the young master's face is purple."

I stopped running and picked up the hand: "That's fine."

Xiao Douzi said with concern, "Young master, aren't you sick? Last time, Xiaodouzi had a bad stomach, and his face was blue and purple like you.

I laughed and said, "Young master, I'm popular."

I walked back confidently. When I came to the door, I suddenly hesitated a little. My public identity was a sword boy. After just two or three days, isn't it a little too shocking to defeat Stiweh with the sword spirit of the swordsman Zi Duan? Although Hu Lai was ready for this before he came this time, I think it's better to be reasonable and temperate. Su Jing is a sword god. It took three months from a swordsman to a swordsman. It took me three days to go from the sword boy to the last section of the swordsman, and I can't let them send me to the abnormal human

Thinking of this, I dissipated more than half of the sword spirit in Dantian, and turned around and asked Xiao Douzi, "Is my face still purple?"

Xiao Douzi took a look and smiled and said, "Young master, aren't you angry again? The face is not red or white."

As soon as I heard it, I couldn't laugh or cry. Didn't I become a sword student or even a sword boy again?

Scullywell shouted over there, "Scully, come back to die quickly!"

It's too late to raise my breath again. I simply walked quickly to the playground. Stiwei thought I had escaped every day. At this time, I was a little surprised to see that I didn't run. I laughed and said, "I really didn't expect you to dare to come back."

I smiled and said, "I didn't expect you not to run yet."

Scullywell's face sank and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Fighting is not a bickering."

I spread out my hands and said, "Then come on."

Jadiwei said, "Are you ready to be beaten?"

I said, "No, but I'm ready to beat you."

"Looking for death!" Stiwell couldn't help it anymore. He came to grab my neck. How dare I let him catch it? He is a swordsman blue paragraph. Maybe I'm still a sword boy. To put it bluntly, my strength is not as big as others, and the speed is not as fast as others. It's like a primary school student fighting with a junior high

However, when it comes to fighting, I'm not completely useless. In the environment where I grew up, there are countless "seniors... I have cast my unique moves. Besides, although I don't provoke people, I'm not a good boy. I've still fought dozens of times to see him reaching out to grab me. I open my palm In this case, as long as you twist your right finger again, you can turn your back, and then you can basically end a battle.

But what kind of person is Scullywell? Although his level is low, he has served in the army for a long time, the historian is also a military family. There are naturally countless fighting masters who usually come into contact with him. If this kind of gangster fighting moves can control him, I don't even believe it.

Sure enough, when Stiwey saw me doing this, he sneered and shrank his arms, but the momentum did not go down. He had already operated his fists to my lower abdomen. At this time, his body was slightly lowered and his shoulders were somehow particularly dazzling. I naturally put my hands on his shoulders and pressed them. In this way, With a punch, I took the opportunity to raise my elbow and hit him on his back. When I was about to get it, Stiwey's toes rolled over and said in surprise, "Yo, that's good." As I spoke, my body got up in the air and kicked my face. I saw that the foot was more than a foot away from me, but I felt a fierce sword breath that forced me to breathe. In Su Jing's mouth, the swordsman didn't even seem to be qualified to be talked about by her, but it turned out that such a swordsman could not be

I subconsciously wanted to flash back, but my eyes flashed coldly. I unconsciously found that Stile's right foot was in front of me, and his left foot was hooked. In an instant, I understood that he still had a back move. If I retreated, I could only be in his arms. I didn't retreat and turned back Before Stile's left foot could kick out a bullet that had not yet been loaded, I grabbed his left foot and neck with both hands and grabbed it and fell to the ground. Severeway suddenly lost control and fell to the ground involuntarily. However, as soon as he stretched out his arms, he floated lightly as a piece of paper.

Stiwey fell to the ground, couldn't help but change his expression slightly, and said angrily, "What kind of hooligan play are you?"

I smiled and said, "Don't care whether you are a hooligan or not. Just beat you!"

Stiwey was furious and flew to me. It's strange to say that I was not as strong as him in swordsmanship, and my speed was not dominant, but every time the other party's move was launched, I inexplicably had a lot of corresponding corresponding methods in my mind, and all of them were full of strange tricks. These ideas popped out one by one like the bomb during the locust It's like a math master who sees an operation problem. In the process of calculation, there is always a unique way to find the final answer, and the process itself is also a pleasure. What makes me laugh and cry is that although these methods are wonderful, they always have some meaning that they are not big enough, just like a gangster who has experienced many battles and still has three points of evil spirit and three points of rogue after being promoted to a martial arts master.

At this time, Stiwey's palm patted my chest. Under normal circumstances, ordinary people would block or flash, but looking at the palm in front of him, he thought of hitting the middle finger in the middle of his palm with his fist.

Stiwell's palm is full of a strong sword spirit, but as soon as I ran to the weakest place on the outside edge of his palm, he had to withdraw his palm and said angrily, "My historian, who taught you these crooked evil ways?"

When he shouted like this, I suddenly suddenly: I have never learned these moves before, because I admire the skills of the sword god! The last time I went back, I not only recovered 70% of the sword spirit, but also recovered the physical transformation and skills of the sword god from Liu Hitachi and Zhao Dan. At this moment, as soon as the sword spirit was weak, the skills naturally made up for the shortcomings, but I didn't have any serious experience of fighting against people and enemies, so the skills were all built On that basis, so it doesn't look like that.

But after all, the sword magic skill is a sword magic skill. Even if there are only a few vulgar moves, it can often ingenuity to turn decay into magic. In fighting, strength is important, but skills are more important. Otherwise, there is no need to compare in such competitions such as boxing and fighting. You can directly The sword is better than me, but the moves are not good. The more I fight, the more I get, the more upset Scully I get. His simple and powerful offensives are all melted by me silently. Later, I was already clear about his path. Scullyway looked at all kinds of tricks, and none of the dozens of moves were different. If it were to someone else, he might praise his family's profound knowledge, but with my eyes, there was nothing mysterious at all. Taking advantage of the omission of his punch, I pulled him on his sleeve, Shi Di Wei stumbled, and I grabbed the slap in the face when he was out of balance and slapped him in the face!

The sound of

"Pa" was melodious, crisp and loud. Stiwey looked at me as if he was stunned. He completely forgot to move around and the guards were all dumbfounded. They thought that the reason why I could persist for so long was that Slwei had a teasing heart to play the game of cat and mouse. Some people waited Looking at the joke, all the smiles were stiff on their faces at this moment, looking at Stiwi at a loss.

"I'll kill you!" Stiwey screamed and rushed up. It was just like this that he was even more confused. I flashed aside his body and kicked him in the buttocks. Stiwey didn't say a word, turned around with blood-red eyes and rushed to make peace... At this time, the guards finally saw that something was wrong and said one after another, "Two young masters, stop it.

... There is also a human saying: "Go and call the master and the young master!

Stewell's face, which was originally a little blue, turned dark purple because of congestion at this moment. He gritted his teeth and splashed his fists and feet like raindrops, but now he is actually completely out of rules. I dodged and said with a smile, "Congratulations, second brother. In such a while

After saying this, I suddenly felt that Dantian moved, and the sword spirit all over my body poured in like a flood - after such a long time of transportation, they happened to flow through Dantian!

My face changed greatly, and I changed my smile and said, "Stiwey, stop fighting!" It won't take much time for me to become the sword god who splits the mountain again. Stilwell's entanglement like this is undoubtedly looking for his own death!

Shi Jiwei doesn't talk to me at all now. His hair is scattered, his teeth and claws are fluttering. A wrong step under my feet has drifted far away. Stiwei looked up at me brazenly and lost his voice, "Are you a swordsman?"

After I was stunned, I immediately understood that although the sword spirit flowed into my Dantian at this time was only a blink of an eye, my level had been shown as a swordsman from the sword boy.

After Scully said this, he subconsciously rushed over again. The second son of the historian, the young general who was envied by his family in front of people, was slapped in the face by a well-known waste wood. If he couldn't find his face today, I'm afraid he couldn't get along in the future.

Looking at this dead guy, I grabbed his arms and hurt him to the ground. Stilwell got up and rushed forward without saying a word. I was anxious and angry. I waved my palm and said harshly, "Are you still fighting?"

With a "boom", the high wall six or seven feet away from us was smashed by my palm. The slag powder was perpendicular to the ginger ground. Outside the courtyard wall, the little bean was lifting the watering pot to wash the flowers. Hearing the noise in front of his eyes, he looked up and

Scullywell finally stopped half a step away from me! He probably saw some unusual content from the faces of the onlookers behind me, and then heard an unusual voice. He stood still, slowly turned back with the eyes of the crowd, and then his body froze there. The green brick wall with a thickness of more than 50 centimeters was photographed by my palm across a distance of six or seven feet to shoot a mouth that could accommodate two carriages in parallel. The green bricks had become pink, and the blue-gray powder slowly drifted away with the wind. Xiaodouzi looked at it foolishly for a long time. In the A pot of flowing flowers.

Stiwey was distracted for a long time before he stiffened his neck and turned back like a puppet. His face turned slightly sideways, and his eyes fell on my palm. My palm was only two inches away from his ear.

There are about two or three hundred people in the whole playground, but they can be heard quietly. No one speaks and no one moves. They focus their eyes on the palm of my hand like Stiwey, collectively in a daze, and the playground instantly turned into a clay figurine...

At this time, someone shouted at the gate of the playground, "The second master and the young master are here!"

With the shouts, Shi Fei and Stitch Young came over quickly. Unlike in the past, none of the bodyguards saluted him, and they all stood as if they were stunned. Shi Fei didn't notice this in a hurry. As he walked, he said with an annoyed face, "Second and fifth, what are you doing?"

Stiyang rushed to the middle of me and Stile and separated us. He checked if I was injured first, and then turned his head and scolded, "Second brother, you don't look like... squeak?" He found that Stiwell's face was red, and he couldn't help saying, "What's wrong with you?"

I stood aside as if nothing had happened and said, "My second brother and I are competing in martial arts."

Shi Fei had roughly learned something from the mouth of the people next to him and said angrily, "What kind of martial arts is it? It's obviously a fight!"

A bodyguard who barely recovered pointed to the big man on the wall and said, "Second master, look at that..." Shi Fei glanced back and said without worry, "Who let you fold it? Don't you know that this place can't be seen by outsiders?

The bodyguard cried and said, "It's not us, it's... the fifth young master slapped him!"

"What did you say?" Shi Fei didn't react for a moment. He stared and said, "Have you drunk?"

The bodyguard pointed to Stiwey and said, "Ask the second young master."

Stiyang grabbed Stiwey's shoulder and shook it and said, "What's going on?"

Stilwell was speechless for a long time, and then pointed to me and said, "He is already a swordsman."

Stiyang said, "How can it be? The fifth brother was a sword boy yesterday."

Shi Fei didn't listen to us and said impatiently, "I ask who broke the wall?"

Scullyway pointed at me again, and I said angrily, "Didn't you agree not to complain?"

Stiang looked at me and then at him, and said tentatively, "You are the heart... Is that wall really knocked down by the fifth brother with his palm?"

Stiwey nodded blankly.

"Impossible!" This sentence was said by Shi Fei and Shi Diyang together. Shi Fei grabbed my arm and said, "I'd like to see what level you are?" However, his expression changed in an instant: "Swordsman?"

Stiang was shocked: "Uncle, can you see it clearly?"

Shi Fei shook his head and said, "No, Jiansheng!" Then he hesitated for a while and could not believe it. "Obviously, he is still a sword boy."

Newly wedding night, don't sleep and wait for more, give me a sofa...

I laughed secretly. It turned out that my sword gas was concentrated in Dantian just now. After such a long time, it began to spread back into my body. When Shi Fei just grabbed my arm, they were the last mass. As they dispersed, my level naturally fell down.

Seeing that Shi Fei was so unreliable, he couldn't help but pick up my other hand and hold his breath. He stared at Stiwei and said, "You're talking nonsense. The fifth brother is obviously a sword boy. How can he have such a strong sword spirit?"

Stiwey probably recovered and jumped and said, "Why did I lie to you? This boy was so strong in sword power just now, and he didn't know where he learned all the indecent tricks. Everyone present saw it."

The bodyguards nodded one after another.

"This..." Shi Fei was finally not stupid. He stared at me and said, "Lao Wu, what's going on?"

So many people saw it with their own eyes, and it was impossible to deny it. I had to hesitate and say, "I don't know what's going on. At that time, the second brother pressed hard and slapped randomly. Everyone can testify about this."

The guards nodded again...

Shi Fei frowned, waved his hand to call all the guards over, and said with a serious expression, "No one will talk nonsense about today, otherwise I want him to look good!" The guards only agreed.

"Three of you, come with me!" Shi Fei pointed to me and the Stiyang Stiway brothers. The three of us had to follow behind his buttocks and walk to the door of the playground. Shi Fei stopped a bodyguard and said, "How many people do you send to the camp outside the city to invite the marshal and the third uncle back. Hurry up!"

Shi Fei took the three of us to a main room with a hall. There was a handsome case in the middle of the room, with two rows of seats in the hanging head. It seemed to be the place where the father and son of the Shi family had a family meeting. Shi Fei sat down in the first and second back chair under the handsome case and said to us, "Sit down, you too."

I looked around and saw that there were three back-back chairs under the handsome case, and below the three chairs, there were four round stools. Stiang Stiewell sat down on the first two round stools, and I immediately understood that this was indeed the conference hall of the historian family. The handsome case was naturally prepared for the old man Shi Cundao Bit, the rest of the stools are from the third generation of Di, but there is no part of Stitch. I had to reluctantly sit next to Sible, and it should have robbed Stitch's seat in order. Sdwell glanced at me, and I turned my eyes away with disdain.

Shi Fei looked at the three of us and was stunned for a while, as if he didn't know where to start. Finally, he asked me, "Lao Wu, where have you been in the days when you were not at home?"

I said, "I didn't go anywhere. I just walked around the city."

"What's the adventure?"

"Do you mean Uncle White Beard?"

Shi Fei suddenly came to his spirit: "Uncle White Beard? What kind of outsider is that?

I said, "No, I mean it's not rare for Uncle White Beard, but he's either a fortune teller or a sugarblower."

Shi Fei: "..."

After a while, the servants served tea. Shi Fei waved his hand and said, "I won't ask any of you to come in for a while.

"In the next time, the four of us were relatively speechless. Shi Fei kept sucking the tea. Unconsciously, a cup of tea came to the bottom. The people did not dare to come in without calling. Shi Fei looked up and took a sip of the tea root. He vomited and was not easy to vomit, and he Put it in front of him: "You drank mine, didn't move."

Shi Fei: "..."

About half an hour later, the door was in a hurry. Uncle Shi and the third master came back together. As soon as my cheap father entered the door, he asked, "What's the matter? Call us back in such a hurry?" When he saw that I was also here, he couldn't help saying, "What are you doing here?"

Shi Fei sighed and said, "Brother, Lao Wu showed his face today."

Shi Chi heard it inexplicably and stared at me and said, "What's wrong with you?"

I said aggrievedly, "No."

Shi Fei pressed his hand down and said, "Brother, don't worry, Lao Wu really didn't do anything, but it's hard to say whether it's a blessing or a disaster now."

Shi Chi became more and more confused and couldn't help saying, "Second brother, don't be a fan."

Shi Fei waved his hand and said, "Let's just talk about it when the old man comes back."

After a while, Shi Fei's two sons, Stitch State, also came. When Stitch saw me sitting in his seat, he couldn't say anything, so he had to smile at me. I knew it and got up quickly and said, "Third brother, sit here." Stitch was also quite embarrassed and casually said, "What about you?"

I swept left and right, and saw that there was a pony, which was probably used to pad my feet when the servants wiped high places. I moved over and sat under my buttocks and said, "I'm here..."

Nearly an hour later, someone came to report in advance: "The marshal is back!"

Everyone in the room hurriedly stood up and greeted him at the door. He only heard the sound of iron armor in the yard. Shi Cundao strode over with 20 full-dressed close attendants. Seeing that his children and grandchildren were here, he couldn't help but say unexpectedly, "Is there something wrong at home?" If it was a military situation, he must have learned about it first, so he only said what was going on in the house.

The three Shi Chi brothers and the choprs of the Di Yu generation were all in military positions. Seeing that the Grand Marshal saluted Shi Cundao twice in accordance with the practice of public and private, I hid at the end and also followed the harsh reed painting.

Shi Cundao waved his hand and said, "That's all." He asked the bodyguards to stay at the door. He walked into the room and sat on the handsome case. He raised his eyebrows and said quietly, "Say, what's the matter?"

The eyes of the Shi brothers gathered together on Shi Fei, and they were still in the dark at this time.

Shi Fei picked up the teacup and took a sip - he drank my cup, and it seemed that he didn't know where to start. He looked down and abruptly said, "Today, the second brother and the fifth brother had a fight on the playground."

When Scullywell heard the second uncle mention his name, he got up quickly. I had to follow him and stand up from the horse. The two of them bowed their heads like primary school students who made mistakes, waiting for the teacher to fall.

Shi Cundao glanced at us and said unhappily, "Just for this?"

Shi Fei pondered the rest of the film and said a few words like a summary statement: "The fifth brother beat the second brother."