Lin Miao looked at Li Shuanghua dancing the spear in his hand into a ball of wind, and he couldn't help but smash his tongue, and then answered Mu Wushuang absentmindedly, "Aunt Hua's spear is a good thing! He's the best in the world and really doesn't brag... Well? Mutou, after all, you still want to throw away the uncle of the junior, right?! Your uncle!"

Mu Wushuang looked down at Lin Miao, who was shining with light, and then turned his head unconsciously to look at Li Shuanghua: Li Shuanghua's spear attack was as fierce as a storm, and it opened and changed a lot between advance and retreat. Mu Wushuang could not find any flaws in the snatching move for a moment. Mu Wushuang instinctively felt a heat in her body, and then, like Lin Miao, she watched Li Shuanghua dance the spear in her hand like a sword flower.

Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao both forgot their worries for a while, and watched Li Shuanghua calmly put away his spear after practicing, and then poked the tip of the gun heavily to the ground. Lin Miao couldn't help but whisper: "The last shot was so beautiful! If it weren't for starting to block the seventh move, this shot would not be avoided even if the gods came!" Mu Wushuang looked at Lin Miao with some confusion and shook his head: "Mouse, does Aunt Hua have any flaws in this set of gunfire? I didn't see it at all..."

Lin Miao had long forgotten the severe pain on her shoulders, clenched her fists a little tighter, and then explained excitedly: "Her marksmanship is only one and a half flaws - tsk, it cannot be said that it is a flaw or Aunt Hua is not good at learning skills...but her arm span is there, and this is impossible. Her first flaw is..."

Before Lin Miao finished speaking, Li Shuanghua stared at Lin Miao and said, "Oh, you're very careful! Don't just say no to practice, how about coming here to try a few moves with me?" Lin Miao was about to agree, but suddenly a stinging pain came from his shoulder. Lin Miao could only move his shoulders with a little regret and shook his head: "Aunt Hua, I have injuries on my body, let's go another day!"

Li Shuanghua nodded, then pointed the gun at Mu Wushuang and said, "Lin Miao is not good, why don't you come?" Mu Wushuang led the soldiers in Qingtaochuan, and naturally knew that if he was pointed at the tip of the gun, he would admit that his martial arts skills were not as good as the other party. Although Mu Wushuang's body had only recovered one-third, he could not resist the urge to compete. Without hesitation, he strode to four feet in front of Li Shuanghua and bowed and said, "Aunt Hua, please."

A red light flashed in Li Shuanghua's eyes, and she raised her chin and said proudly: "Call me Li Mo, you are a gangster!" Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao were slightly stunned for a moment, and then Mu Wushuang asked her carefully and said: "Aunt Hua, what did you say just now?"

Li Shuanghua was also in a mess, and she didn't know what she had said just now, so of course she ignored Mu Wushuang. Seeing that Mu Wushuang was ready, Li Shuanghua shook her wrist and swung her spear to hit Mu Wushuang's head. Mu Wushuang murmured in confusion and said silently: "This posture... isn't it just a boy who smashes the gun? Those who can't use guns will play like this..."

Mu Wushuang was slightly distracted, and Lin Miao had already shouted loudly: "What are you thinking about? That's not a boy smashing the gun, it's Zhaojun's pavilion! Are you blind?!" Mu Wushuang was naturally panicked when he heard Lin Miao's words. When Li Shuanghua's spear hit Mu Wushuang's scabbard on the scabbard, Mu Wushuang just felt that the scabbard shook slightly, and there was no force on the spear rod coming from the scabbard.

On the contrary, Li Shuanghua immediately withdrew the spear head as soon as he touched it, and then pushed the tip of the spear and stabbed Mu Wushuang's sternum. This move was one of the most difficult spear methods in gunfire: Zhaojun Youting. Although Mu Wushuang was a little nervous, his arms were uncontrollably lying across the Ju Luo Jian in front of his chest. Li Shuanghua's spear head directly poked the broken sword sheath of Ju Luo Jian's sword and several pieces of it. The spear head and Ju Luo Jian's sword body also touched a large piece of Mars.

Mu Wushuang looked at the splashing large pieces of Mars in a frightened manner and silently said, "If this is not blocked... Aunt Hua really wants my life?" At this time, Lin Miao yelled again in anger: "Mu Tou, are you a pig's brain? Behind Zhaojun Yeting is evil to drive the tiger! Why are you standing there?!" Mu Wushuang didn't have time to think, and immediately raised his arms and blocked the left side of his body.

Li Shuanghua held a gun in one hand, and only swung the spear with his right arm to smash it at Mu Wushuang's left half. Mu Wushuang was directly hit by the sweeping spear three feet above the ground, and flew around a stubbornly before falling to the ground. Lin Miaojue shouted with a burst of tears: "Don't be stupid, Mu! Behind the tiger's evil, I'm driving the tiger's camp! Why don't you protect your heart veins!"

Mu Wushuang heard this and put Ju Luo Jian across his heart without hesitation. Li Shuanghua's spear indeed poked Ju Luo Jian's broad sword heavily, and then pressed Ju Luo Jian to Mu Wushuang's chest. Mu Wushuang gasped and looked at Li Shuanghua full of resentment with fear. However, Li Shuanghua seemed to have regained his rationality, with expressionless expression on his face, and then nodded at Lin Miao: "Although I knew you had a good martial arts skills, it would be really rare to predict my moves..."

Lin Miao bowed his hands with sweat and said, "Sir, I'm so frank, Aunt Hua's martial arts are very similar to that person..." Li Shuanghua frowned and tskated: "Aunt Hua? It sounds like an old woman..." Lin Miao hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and squeezed out a charming smile on his face: "Senior, please calm down! The long-bearded Manjushri is Lin Miao's uncle. It seems that it's not too much to call her senior "Aunt Hua"..."

Li Shuanghua curled her lips and asked Lin Miao with a spear across her shoulder, "You just said that there was a flaw in my shooting skills... Let's hear, where are my flaws?" As he said that, Li Shuanghua glanced at Lin Miao angrily, Lin Miao hurriedly waved his hand and smiled and said, "Aunt Hua, actually, your shooting skills are used by a general with a tall and powerful man. It is not suitable to use this set of martial arts with such a slim figure like you..."

Although Li Shuanghua still looked cold, his tone became much gentler: "I asked you to tell me the flaws, but I didn't let you judge me!" "You swung the thirteenth move by Jiang Jiang roll for less than half a circle. As long as I stretched my feet to your knees, your move would be broken!" Lin Miao hurriedly changed his words. Li Shuanghua held the gun tightly and thought about it after hearing this, then lowered the spear down by about a foot, nodded: "Well, that's true - if it were a man, the distance was almost enough... But if I had a half circle, you could grab my gun, right?"

Lin Miao nodded nervously: "The last [    ] half of the move is the same. The loss is all due to the arm span... If it is replaced by wood, there is no such problem." Li Shuanghua glanced at the closed door, put away the spear and sighed slowly: "Lin Miao, you just said that my martial arts are very similar to someone - who do you look like?" Mu Wushuang got up in a mess and interrupted with a little guilty voice: "I don't know if you are right - Aunt Hua's martial arts are quite similar to Miss Gu Xin..."...
Chapter completed!