boom!

With a loud noise, Song Shuhang was punched on the shoulder, and all the strength in his body dissipated. The young man in green shirt also withdrew his strength, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Xiaobai, come again!"

Half an hour later, Song Shuhang's basic Vajra boxing technique had been beaten from beginning to end, and there were probably a lot of bruises on his body.

As if cheating, the young man in green shirt didn't use any complicated techniques, he just pointed out the flaws in Song Shuhang's boxing technique with just one finger every time.

It is precisely because of this that Song Shuhang's understanding of the basic Vajra boxing techniques has deepened a lot.

About half an hour later, Song Shuhang fell to the ground, panting heavily and unable to get up again!

The young man in green shirt chuckled and mounted the white horse, "Hey, Xiaobai, that's all for today. I'll come and play with you tomorrow!"

"Your uncle! Take me with you!"

Song Shuhang only had time to utter a complaint, and then he lay on the ground numb all over. He didn't even have the strength to type in the dimensional chat group!

[Note: At this time, Song Shuhang has not noticed that there are many people speaking in the group, but they can listen to the voices! 】

"Asshole, are you leaving now?"

Feeling the hot gravel, Song Shuhang slowly sat up after lying there for a long time.

jingle

jingle

As the familiar bell sounded again, Song Shuhang's face showed joy. Sure enough, the senior did not lie to him. The man was back again. This time he must let him take him out!

"Xiao Bai, where did you run just now? I thought you were going to get lost."

Just like the previous lines and the previous smiling face, the smile on Song Shuhang's face stiffened. Why did he feel that the scene in front of him was so familiar!

"Didn't we just meet?" Song Shuhang reminded softly. He was afraid that the young man in green shirt would punch him indiscriminately. Although this could not be considered a sneak attack, it would not be considered a sneak attack if he took advantage of his lack of energy to hit him.

Talk about martial ethics!

The young man ignored Song Shuhang and silently pulled the white horse aside. Then the white horse snorted again and began to "eat grass."

"Hey, Xiaobai, let's practice sword skills, shall we?"

A steel knife was thrown in front of Song Shuhang, and the cold light flashed. Song Shuhang was sure that this was a top-notch sword with short hair!

but!

He sent someone who knew only basic Vajra boxing skills but no sword skills!

"If you want to practice swordsmanship, you can go to Senior Sanlang, or Senior Su Clan's Ah Qi! Why are you looking for me? I don't know how to practice swordsmanship! How can I practice swordsmanship with you!"

Song Shuhang was anxious. He had been able to withstand punches and kicks when he practiced boxing before. Now it would turn into a knife. He wouldn't have been stabbed seven or forty-nine times before he walked out of the desert. The knife avoided the vital part and then bled.

Die from too much!

Ignoring the treasured sword in front of him, Song Shuhang had a stern look on his face, indicating that he would not cooperate!

It's true that a slap can't make a difference, but you also have to look at the time and place!

If a mosquito lands on your face, will a slap make a sound?

What's more, a knife that can cut people!

The young man jumped up with the steel knife in hand, as if he wanted to split Song Shuhang in half.

Song Shuhang roared angrily, turned over and picked up the sword on the ground, while avoiding the young man's sword.

"Do I have any grudge against you?" Song Shuhang was already sorting out his enemies in his mind, and found that except for his lifelong enemy, Young Master Hai, he had no enemies!

As for Gongzi Hai, with all due respect, he can't do this kind of thing yet!

Another burst of sword skill experience surged, Song Shuhang lost strength and fell down again, and the young man also rode away with a smile.

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"finished?"

Song Shuhang was lying on the ground, and he swore that he would never practice sword skills in his life!

jingle

The devil-like ringtone rang again, and Song Shuhang's mouth twitched as he looked at the young man who appeared in front of him again.

"I'm not a noob!!!"

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I don’t know how long it took, but all kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, sesame cakes, deep-fried dough sticks, steamed buns and twists came all over again. Song Shuhang felt that he had not traveled through time, but was hallucinating?

I don’t know why, but he traveled to a magical competition venue, right?

It might even be an ancient martial arts competition!

After all, except for the legendary martial arts competition, he has never seen anyone fight and perform all kinds of martial arts together!

It's just that his hallucination was probably not clearly conceived, so the place was a desert...

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Chapter completed!