The local natives are far more aware of the Luo family ruins than outsiders like Xu Zhi. They have heard more or less rumors about the Hushan ruins. Shang Qianqiu and Xia Tienan were very clear about the training camp selection.
Qiu Ying was familiar with the ruins of the Luo family and knew some of the inside stories. When she saw Xu Zhi choosing such a good weapon for the first time, she thought that Xu Zhi also knew something and was making preparations in advance. As soon as she said this, she realized something was wrong.
"Please enlighten me."
Xu Zhi clasped his fists. They were completely making blind guesses about the Luo family's ruins. They didn't know what the selection criteria were for Locke. If there was some news about Qiu Ying, many things would not be so confusing.
Even the Yan family is out of reach of Southern Yunnan Province and does not know much about some confidential matters.
Lu Sheng'an, for example, has heard about it a little bit but doesn't know the details.
"This information is secret and valuable, so don't tell it."
Qiu Ying pouted. Internal communication was fine, but external prying was not possible.
"How about I play with you and use a prop stick?"
Xu Zhi looked at Qiu Ying quite funny. Everything will be revealed eventually. It is just a matter of time. If Qiu Ying tells them, they can naturally make some preparations in advance. If they keep it hidden, it will not be a big loss. See
It's just recruiting and demolishing.
"It's a deal, let's call first and then we'll talk. I'll send a message to your communication when the time comes."
After practicing hard for half a year, she was just waiting for revenge. If the opponent didn't take the move, Qiu Ying would have no choice but to do anything to Xu Zhi. Now, Qiu Ying felt that it was worth giving some information.
"Quick, quick, call all your comrades over here, I'm going to torture you, hahaha."
When it comes to fighting, Qiu Ying is quite confident. Not only does she have martial arts like an iron ruler, but she also possesses a poison-condensed hidden weapon. It is difficult to determine the outcome of a fight with skill.
Regarding Xu Zhi's strength, she felt that he was on par with him. In the past six months, she had inquired about Xu Zhi from time to time, and learned that he was busy studying written papers all day long, and she had been thinking about finding a place to come back.
"Oops, there are too few people, there are too few people, forget it, my aunt will suffer a bit this time. After all, it is a bit difficult to gather so many people for the freshman assembly."
Holding two wooden rulers and her clothes filled with various wooden needles marked with the word poison, Qiu Ying was full of confidence.
Xu Zhi held the wooden stick and turned it slightly. The wooden stick, which weighed more than ten kilograms, seemed to be nothing in his hand. These weapons had been specially soaked. Hitting the armor would produce a white mark, which was perfect for marking.
"Can any of you tell me about the relationship between Brother Xu and this girl? Why do I feel like they are in love with each other?"
"Look at the stick, look at the stick, Hun Dan, isn't your focus on weapons?"
"The price of the stick was 800,000 yuan. When I saw how much Brother Xu paid, my heart was trembling."
"Mom, every stroke of the stick is worth money."
The discussion among the bachelors seems to be a little skewed. Compared to women, these guys are currently more interested in valuable green steel rods.
This made Qiu Ying grit her teeth for a while, and all she had to do was shout "Look at me, look at me" on the stage.
"Come on, let's fight."
Seeing that Qiu Ying was a little distracted, Xu Zhi quickly reminded her that there was something wrong with her being distracted even after she was on stage.
"Ahhh~, I want to defeat you, come on."
Yun Xiliu acted as the referee. Seeing that both of them were ready, he immediately blew the referee's whistle.
"beep"
Xu Zhi always treated every fight with utmost sincerity. When the whistle blew, the wooden stick in his hand instantly changed into four waves.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah"
A sound as dense as a shower came, and Qiu Ying's figure was seen swaying left and right for a while, and then fell back.
"it's over?"
Yun Xiliu wiped his eyes hard. He didn't even turn his head. Looking at Qiu Ying who fell to the ground and clutched a handful of wooden needles, Yun Xiliu quickly beeped again.
"Hey, are you finished?"
"what happened."
"We also want to see the fight."
The bachelors were muttering for a while, and they had agreed to fight with each other for a hundred moves. After hearing the whistle, they started to turn their heads, but little did they know that turning their heads would be the end.
"It doesn't count, I, I wasn't prepared."
Qiu Ying looked at her right hand. If she had used a wooden ruler, she would not have been able to attack for a while. Facing Xu Zhi, it was really a bad idea to pull out a hidden weapon. If you use a hidden weapon, you have to use it secretly and secretly. Qiu Ying felt
I caught the essence of the matter myself.
"There are four messages in total. Now you have won one, and there are three more whether you want them or not, one for each game."
With a sly smile, Qiu Ying threw out her backup plan. The competition could be fought one by one, and the news could naturally be changed one by one.
"Okay, okay, let's have three more news."
One fight is a fight, and four fights are a fight. If Qiu Ying doesn't pay attention, the total time of these four fights will not be very long.
"beep"
…
"beep"
…
"How could this happen? You, you are too fast."
Qiu Ying felt that she couldn't play anymore. Three times in a row, she was picked off by Xu Zhi at the beginning. Whether it was the first four sticks she received, or the subsequent two sticks and one stick, this only proved that she was beaten by one
Move in seconds.
"Let's fight slower."
Xu Zhi asked slightly, the girl opposite is somewhat strong. She lost three times in a row without changing her expression. She used a light wooden stick. For Xu Zhi, he felt the power of Anne-Sophie's fast sword skills, but it was a pity.
If it were a real fight with swords and guns, the wooden stick would break into several pieces with one blow, which would have no power at all. This quick stick technique would be useless.
"You can still play slow?"
Qiu Ying was so confused that she felt like her head had been hit. Her mind was all blurry. It shouldn't be like this. There was no reason why she could do seven or eight moves half a year ago. After practicing hard for half a year, she couldn't even catch a single move.
.
"It's definitely no problem."
For Xu Zhi, switching to a slower fight can be solved by replacing the Crazy Demon Stick Technique with the Qianjun Stick Technique, or using the Overlord Stick. Lao Qiao's Crazy Demon Stick Technique follows the speed flow, and if the weapon is
The lighter it is, the more powerful it can be.
Of course, this also distinguishes the opponent. If a lightweight weapon cannot hurt the opponent, no matter how fast it is, it will be useless. Just like Lao Qiao hammering Tuo Guhong, hitting ten or eight sticks has no effect at all. He only needs one move.
Old Qiao had to lie down and call grandpa.
"You're sure you didn't do it just for one move."
Qiu Ying felt like her heart was breaking. Faced with a three-to-zero record, her originally full self-confidence vanished into thin air.
After all, Xu Zhi has experienced too many fights and killings. If he can kill with one blow, he will not use the second move. As long as he fights with sincerity and sincerity, he will inevitably use killing moves frequently. Qiu Ying
Xu Zhi has made progress in the past six months, and his progress has been faster. The extension of various theoretical foundations has given him more control over his martial arts, paving the way for many previous blind spots and mistakes.
And constantly fighting with real swords and guns in the dream world and ruins, what he knows and comes into contact with is far better than most students in the academy.
While Hidden Dragon Claw formed its own style, his three stick techniques also began to slowly take their own shape.