Yang Xiaohu laid the bamboo pole on the ground, grabbed it with one hand, stretched out his feet and stomped towards the bamboo pole. With a 'click' sound, the bamboo pole broke into two pieces. Yang Xiaohu took a section of more than nine feet and walked to Meng Ge and said: "I'm not as good as fists and kicks."
You, let's compare weapons." Meng Singer held his forehead and sighed: "I already said it was a draw, why do you still want to fight?" Yang Xiaohu said firmly: "No, I have to fight you."
Meng Ge nodded helplessly and said: "Okay, if you want to fight, come and fight. I want to show everyone how the guards of the dignified General Secretary bully the people."
Yang Xiaohu was stunned when he heard the words, and looked around. There were no less than a hundred people gathered around, all watching the excitement, and some people were pointing and talking. Yang Xiaohu said angrily: "Don't try to confuse people, just watch your moves." He shook his head
The bamboo pole pierced Meng Ge's throat. Meng Ge turned sideways to avoid it, but Yang Xiaohu's horizontal bamboo pole turned into a thorn. There was a "snap", and the head of the bamboo pole hit Meng Ge's chest.
Meng Ge couldn't help being surprised, "What a fast shooting technique." Although the bamboo pole hit his body without serious injury, the bamboo stubble at the broken part of the bamboo pole was as sharp as a knife and actually cut the front of Meng Ge's clothes.
Yang Xiaohu gained the upper hand and was not merciful. He drew the bamboo pole and stabbed Meng Ge straight towards Meng Ge's left leg. Meng Ge was unarmed and did not dare to force the attack, so he jumped back quickly. Unexpectedly, Yang Xiaohu advanced when the enemy retreated. He jumped forward and kicked in the air.
On the bamboo pole, the bamboo pole was pushed up and pointed directly at Meng Ge's throat. As soon as Yang Xiaohu's feet fell to the ground, he lunged, stretched out his arms, held the pole and stabbed. This move is a unique skill in the Yang family's spear, and is known as the "Kui Xing Kick Fight".
Duan is as elusive as a ghost.
The bamboo pole was like lightning, and it reached Meng Ge's throat in an instant. Meng Ge was so anxious that he turned his back on his horse and fell down. The bamboo pole rubbed the tip of Meng Ge's nose and passed in front of him. Meng Ge felt the cold wind blowing against his face and was shocked.
Looking at Meng Ge's performance, it is a Shaolin hard work called "Iron Banqiao". This Iron Banqiao emphasizes the integration of waist and horse. Meng Ge's body is parallel to the ground, and it is all due to the steady steps of the horse that he does not fall.
The people watching the excitement erupted in cheers. In the past, those who watched showmanship were not so dangerous.
Yang Xiaohu pierced the air with his pole and couldn't help but secretly praise: "Good work." He closed the pole and opened the mountain with two moves, and the bamboo pole hit Meng Ge with the sound of wind. Meng Ge was in a hurry and made a strange python turn over and leap out a foot away.
He stood up and shouted: "You're such a hateful kid. If I don't give you some advice, you don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has."
Yang Xiaohu stopped his work and said with a proud smile: "Then give me some color, hahaha." Meng Ge strode back to the butcher shop and took out two knives under the chopping board. The knife in his right hand was about a foot long and about 5 inches long.
The rectangular body is black and has a thick back and a thin blade, but it is a bone-cutting knife. The left-hand knife is about two feet long, narrow and thin, but it is a boning knife. However, these two knives are a bit different than the knives used by ordinary butchers.
It was extra large and long. Meng Ge walked out of the butcher shop and came to the street with two knives. He faced Yang Xiaohu and shouted: "Come on, come on, let's see if your bamboo pole is more powerful than my butcher knife."
Saying that, Meng Ge reached up and swung the knife to kill. Yang Xiaohu thrust out the rod and stabbed straight at Meng Ge's throat. Only three sounds of "chachacha" were heard in his ears. Meng Ge's movements were like flying, and he was already in front of Yang Xiaohu.
He cut off the bamboo pole three times in a row. Yang Xiaohu was shocked. He hurriedly retreated and took a closer look. He saw that three pieces of the bamboo pole in his hand had been cut off. "What a fast sword technique." Yang Xiaohu thought to himself: "If it is a hard fight, his sword will be cut off."
It's really too sharp. It seems that it can only be outwitted, not defeated.'
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaohu shouted: "Come again." He shook his bamboo pole and the white snake spit out a message and stabbed it into Meng Ge's lower abdomen. Meng Ge sneered and said, "I'll cut off your bamboo pole, let's see what you can do to defeat me." Thinking of this
Meng Ge still charged forward forcefully, the two swords in his hands flying like butterflies.
Yang Xiaohu shook his majesty, and the bamboo pole in his hand was like a poisonous snake and a python, moving straight towards Meng Ge's vital points. Every time Meng Ge came to chop with the knife, Yang Xiaohu's bamboo pole was like a dragonfly touching water, waiting to be touched. Yang Xiaohu knew that Meng Ge was using his hand.
The sharp blade in his hand tried to cut off the bamboo pole in his hand, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "Just look at the nimbleness and exquisiteness of my Yang family's marksmanship." Thinking of this, he gathered more thorns in his hand but did not let the sharp blade in Meng Singer's hand touch.
Meng Ge couldn't help but get angry when he saw this, 'How can we stop fighting like this? We have to fight quickly.' With this idea, Meng Ge's double swords became even sharper, and they slashed in succession like a gust of wind.
Yang Xiaohu took a quick step to the left, changing his attitude of fighting. He held a bamboo pole in his hand and used the method of using a gun with a stick, hitting Meng Ge's feet repeatedly. Meng Ge was not prepared and jumped and dodged repeatedly. The onlookers saw Meng Ge.
He jumped back like a master in dancing, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. Yang Xiaohu said in a low-key manner: "Jump faster, left, right, left, right..."
Meng Ge was furious, but for a while there was nothing he could do about Yang Xiaohu. As he listened to Yang Xiaohu talking about the left and right, he actually dodged left and right alternately as Yang Xiaohu said, dodging them one by one.
Yang Xiaohu kept tapping the bamboo pole with his hand, and had a bad idea in his mind. He said urgently: "Left, right, left, right or right!" With a 'pop' sound, the bamboo pole hit Meng Ge's right foot.
Ge bared his teeth in pain and asked, "You kid is cheating."
Yang Xiaohu succeeded in taking two steps and took two steps back. He held a bamboo pole in his hand and propped it on the ground. He laughed loudly and said, "Since we are competing in martial arts, it is natural that we are not afraid of deceit." Meng Ge shouted angrily, "Young man, watch the sword."
When Yang Xiaohu came running, he repeated his old tricks and hit Meng Ge on the feet.
Meng Ge didn't give Yang Xiaohu a chance this time. With a sharp shout, he jumped up and struck Yang Xiaohu on the head with the bone-cutting knife in his right hand, "Strength Splitting Huashan". As Meng Ge jumped up, Yang Xiaohu shook his hand and stabbed at his body.
Meng Ge in the air, there is a proverb in martial arts: an inch long, an inch strong. An inch short, an inch dangerous.
Yang Xiaohu and Meng Ge were attacking each other, so Yang Xiaohu's bamboo pole would naturally take advantage. Once Yang Xiaohu's bamboo pole hit the target, before Meng Ge's knife could hit Yang Xiaohu, Yang Xiaohu would already have the advantage.
Unexpectedly, before Yang Xiaohu could stab Meng Ge, a flash of sword light appeared in front of his eyes. Then there was a constant sound of "cha-cha-cha". Yang Xiaohu was startled: "No, I've fallen into a trap." Then he looked at the bamboo pole in his hand.
The remaining body was less than six feet long, but a large section was cut off by Meng Ge. Meng Ge's body fell to the ground, and a sword danced out, heading towards Yang Xiaohu.
Only then did Yang Xiaohu see what Meng Ge was capable of. How could he withstand such a sharp knife? It turned out that Meng Ge was just teasing me before? Yang Xiaohu didn’t dare to neglect, and dodged left and right several times to avoid Meng Ge’s blade. Meng Ge
If you are so eager to win, if you waste so much time and can't win even with a half-grown child, won't you make the neighbors around you laugh?
Meng Ge roared angrily and jumped up again. The same move of 'Splitting the Huashan' hit Yang Xiaohu's head again. Yang Xiaohu did not dare to use the bamboo pole to stab Meng Ge this time, otherwise the bamboo pole in his hand would sooner or later become deformed.
Like chopsticks. Thinking of this, Yang Xiaohu retreated quickly, and the bamboo pole in his hand swept towards Meng Ge's legs with the sound of tiger wind.