"It's not good to practice swordsmanship, so why not practice sticks with me, Lao Sun."

There were a little fine hair on his face, and the dark-skinned Sun no longer lay on the branch and hanged down with one hand, swaying in the air.

On the martial arts training platform paved with blue bricks and stone slabs, the waving wooden swords and small figures stopped.

"If you don't learn, you can't beat my godfather. What can I learn to do?" Linglong shook her head, and the drizzle drizzled, and it fell on her raised face.

The branches suddenly shaking up and down, and the figure above hooked and fell to the ground. The stick placed under the tree had fallen into his hands at some point. After turning around, the stick shadow was pestle on the floor tiles.

"I can't beat Bai Ning. He just started to do it that day. My old Sun came before he was ready. It's unfair." Sun stopped catching the little girl around and looked at the little girl, defending her, seeing that she still didn't believe it, she was so anxious.

"If Bai Ning competes with me again, he will definitely beat him. Recently, I have been thinking about his sword moves. As long as I follow, I will be 60% sure."

Linglong still had a look of a genius believing you, holding the sword, as if thinking about the previous sword moves, as if correcting some wrong moves or some deviations. Yu Huatian told Bai Ning before that Yu Linglong had a flexible understanding of martial arts and had some talent, and she learned very quickly. Now, in the past few months, she has basically fully utilized the sword skills taught by the other party, but she is too young and has not been stable enough.

“Hey hey”

The irritable hand shook in front of Xiao Linglong's eyes. Sun no longer curled his lips and hugged the stick and said, "Look, my old son, this sword is just a flowery stance, it's not useful. Since you don't want to learn my stick technique, why not learn boxing from me. I have a set of boxing techniques."

As he said that, his body shook and he set off on the martial arts field. His footsteps were rushing forward, as if slow and fast. He swung out in the air. The bones of his arms made several sounds, and the air then burst out. He threw out the second punch. After the touch was closed, he came out again. With a few explosions, his body stepped forward a few steps. His fists were fast and fast. Each punch contained amazing force. Sun no longer proudly raised his eyebrows at Xiao Linglong, accelerated again, stepped on his feet, stepped on him, and stepped on him, and quickly raised his body. He was in mid-air. He smashed his single punch, and the branches as thick as his wrist were directly smashed open. The remaining force shook the entire tree violently.

The raindrops accumulated on the leaves jumped up and washed down again. The broken branches fell to the ground with a bang, and the figure in the air fell to the ground. The feet touched the ground, and the crackling sounds of blue bricks and stone slabs cracked like spiders, and fragments splashed.

"Hehe, how about it, how about it? I can't satisfy my "Serial Monkey Fist"? Is it better than that swordsmanship?"

Sun Wu no longer boasted as soon as he landed, and learned the monkey's movements and grabbed the cheeks.

On the other side, the villain lowered his face, shook his head angrily and took a step back to distance himself from the other party. His crisp tone was quite disgusting: "If you don't learn Linglong, you won't learn monkeys to punch. My mother said that girls should be beautiful. Linglong will become a female monkey in the mountains, so don't learn it."

As he said that, he took two steps back.

Sun no longer felt stiff after listening.

The monkey copper stick in the monkey mountain fell to the ground with a bang, and a sense of frustration arose in his heart.

"ah"

Sun No longer shouted depressedly, "Monkey is just a monkey. What can beat people is good martial arts, I don't care."

Immediately, I picked up the red painted copper stick and turned around and left.

The eunuch who was coming to the crescent gate was facing him. His eyes lit up and he asked, "Did Bai Ning ask you to come to me? His injury is healed? Hehe, my old son's hand has been itchy for a long time. Tell me where he is?"

"The Lord of the Supervisor really wants to see you, let's go with our family."

There was no expression on his cold face, but he just moved his mouth. Cao Shaoqing, who was already arrogant, didn't want to say anything more to such a person. If it weren't for Bai Ning's instructions, he would probably not even want to say this sentence.

The stick was tightly pinched in his hand, and Sun no longer cared about what others said and did. At this moment, he thought he could fight Bai Ning, and his heart was thrilling.

“Lead the way!”

As he shouted, the figure disappeared into the drizzle

Behind the Crescent Gate, on the martial arts practice field.

Xiao Linglong sat on the wooden railing, kicking her hanging feet gently in the air, then wiped off the water stains on her face, and let out a long sigh in a pretended tone: "That guy finally left, it's so annoying."

"ah"

Seeing the girl who was falling in the drizzle suddenly patted her forehead, she seemed to remember something, and said to herself: "The person I dreamed of yesterday and yesterday seemed to be teaching me to practice martial arts. What is the name?"

Linglong came down from the wooden railing, held the wooden sword and tilted her head while walking, thinking, and around the corner, she collided with someone.

The figure opposite subconsciously exclaimed, staggered back two steps and almost fell to the ground. Linglong was also hit and sat down on the ground, rubbing her little butt, and saw the person he bumped into.

Xifu came over and helped her up from the ground, patted her trousers with her hands, and the dust fell off.

"Did Niang Linglong hit you?"

"No, my mother is bigger than Linglong, but she can't beat Linglong, just now, are you thinking about things, what are you thinking?" Xifu held her hand and walked back.

Linglong thought for a while and had a bitter face: "I just thought of it, but I was hit by my mother and forgot it. I only remember what I called Kui. Oh, I can't remember it." "I don't think about it anymore, I found something fun."

Here the adults are like children, but the children are as dull as adults.

While the mansions of one big and one small man were running around, on the other side, on the road leading to Donghuamen and the imperial city, the shaft of the carriage slowly rotated with the accumulated water. There were few pedestrians on the street, and water stains were splashed behind the carriage.

"Bai Ning, you call me here but your injury is healed. You want to fight me." Sun Ban ran over, his face was not red, and he was not angry, but his voice was slightly louder, which attracted the passing pedestrians to look at him sideways.

The corner of the curtain was lifted, and Bai Ning's feminine and soft face was exposed, and his voice was clear: "No hurry, our internal injuries have not been cured yet, but I call you here to explain to you a powerful person. If you beat him, we will be able to get better after one round and one trip, our injuries will be almost cured."

He was a little disappointed at first, but after hearing the words, he punched Sun Buyuan's hand, "Is it the other eunuch you mentioned last time? OK, I'll go and fight him. Just tell me he's there, you have to wait for me to come back in the capital."

Bai Ning curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth and nodded: "Okay, our family is waiting for you."

Outside the curtain, Sun was no longer full of confidence and picked up the stick.

Hold it in the palm of your hand.
Chapter completed!