Chapter 81

The plantation, swept by Jiang Qin's violence, was opened up by her to a space the size of a basketball court.

At this moment, Jiang Qin and Han Fei fight against each other.

Jiang Qin: "have you learned these skills?"

Han Fei scratched his head: "it will be, but I don't think it can be used until I have to."

Jiangqin: "???"

Han Fei: "well, I think these war skills are a little powerful. I'm not only afraid that the enemy can't carry them, but I'm afraid that I can't carry them myself?"

"Ah..."

Jiang Qin is eager to roll his eyes. His basic fighting skills are still very good. Are you afraid it's the first time you have contact with them?

Jiang Qinqing said, "come on, use all the fighting skills. I'll see your level."

Han Fei: "that's not good! Sister Qin, you look so beautiful. If I hurt you, the old man will not chop me? "

"Hurt me? Then you try. "

With that, Jiang Qin suddenly stepped on the ground and kicked Han Fei.

"Wait, wait..."

"Bang..."

Han Fei flew seven or eight meters away and sat on the ground. If he hadn't blocked it with a stick, he would have been lying on the ground now.

"Sister Qin, I have something to say. Don't raise your hand first!"

"Let's talk about it before we fight, and use our fighting skills."

Han Fei was not given the chance to speak at all. Jiang Qin came again, empty handed. But that just proved that jiangqin's strength is extremely terrible. Even if it suppresses its strength, it has already made Han Fei the enemy.

"Hiss..."

Han Fei took a deep breath. Is this the soul warrior? If I don't agree with her, I will fight. Will she kill me?

"Here comes the stick."

Han Fei screamed in a low voice. When he looked up again, Jiang Qin was stunned. His eyes were full of crazy fighting.

"Bang..."

Only see Han Fei foot a pedal, left a small pit in situ, and Han Fei has already attacked. Different from the hacking, sweeping and stabbing routine of the ten square stick, the mad stick is characterized by fast, very fast, fast and violent.

Jiang Qin is a little confused for a while, isn't it, this is "the stick of fashion"?

"When..."

Jiang Qin doesn't care if it's a popular stick or if it's a hit first. She only sees her fist and the shadow of the stick coincide, making a collision sound of "Dangdang".

Jiang Qin is stunned. How can a popular stick be so fierce? And when she looked at Han Fei, she found that the guy's mouth was cocked up, he seemed to be smiling, and the madness in his eyes was more obvious.

"Chop"

Han Fei found that he was easily blocked by jiangqin, following the movements of pick, stab, chop, poke, backhand stick, all kinds of strange angles.

Jiang Qin's face is green. Where are you going to play? Eyes, chest, legs, damn boy, wait and see how I clean you.

"Broken!"

But he saw the flash of the spirit light on jiangqin's double fists, which flashed out in an instant and hit the point of the staff directly.

"Bang..."

Han Fei was hit and flew three or four meters, but Han Fei supported the ground with a stick and drew a long mark on the ground directly.

Jiang Qin squints at Han Fei and forces her to use her strength as a fisherman. She finds that if she still maintains the Ninth level peak, she may be directly stabbed.

"Hey hey Why can't a popular stick stop you? Is it furious? "

"Roar..."

See Han Fei's body suddenly become strong, neck, forehead, hands, blue tendons burst out.

"Kill"

just in a trance, Han Fei's speed doubled, the crazy devil stick made a shadow on his hand, and the power of each blow was sufficient. Jiang Qin naturally adjusted his strength to the junior peak of the fisherman. However, he found that he still had some difficulties. Han Fei's strength was too strong, and his move speed was too fast.

"No way. If you don't hold on to ten breaths like this, you will surely lose, intermediate fisherman."

At this moment, the two men fight with each other, which is called a match between the flags and drums. The mud flies across the field, the shadows of the sticks are crisscross, and the spirit spreads and ripples in the air.

Off site.

Mr. Jiang looked at the scene with barbecue in his hand. He thought about it, and even ate the prawn in his hand and bit the bamboo stick.

"Han Fei, that's enough."

Jiangqin is very surprised. It's definitely not blood boiling. God knows what it is. Anyway, it's not blood boiling. How could it bring people from level 9 fisherman to intermediate fisherman?

But Han Fei's mouth was still "haha" smiling, and he didn't stop at all. However, seeing the spirit surging in the shadow of the stick, Jiang Qin swore loudly, and this kid showed his spirit to himself.

"Bang bang......"

The interval between aura blasts is very short, almost in the blink of an eye.

"Han Fei, that's enough."

Jiang Qin's fist blows empty shadow, and then blows the aura to explode, which blows Han Fei out again.

Jiang Qin just wanted to stop. How could that long stick come straight to the door."When..."

When the stick was shaken to fly, only the sound of "shooshing" broke through the air.

When Jiang Qin was about to reach the later stage of the fisherman's career, she saw that she had several movements in her hand and played the Throwing Knife with a big handle.

"Han Fei..."

At this time, Jiang Qin understood what it meant that people would not listen to him, but he saw that Han Fei was leaning forward and two daggers with small arms had been stabbed in his hands.

Jiang Qin hurriedly dodged, but the dagger seemed to follow him. Two daggers turned in Han Fei's hands like butterflies. Even though Jiang Qin's strength had been upgraded to the later stage of the fisherman, Han Fei still cut it on his small arm.

Han Fei wanted to stab her in the chest.

This time, Jiang Qin was angry, and suddenly he was full of spirit and Qi. He just heard the "bang" of the anti earthquake, which directly shook Han Fei seven or eight meters away.

Han Fei falls to the ground in a backward somersault, but he suddenly smiles coldly at jiangqin. A dagger in his hand shoots out like lightning. The spirit on the blade rolls and cuts the long shadow in the air.

Jiang Qin's face changed greatly, and her strong aura fluctuated. She immediately said in a delicate voice, "blow out.".

"Bang..."

The violent explosion directly overturned the land within three meters around the foot of jiangqin, while jiangqin looked down at his fist, only saw his middle finger and ring finger, and even made a small cut, blood seeped out.

At this time, Jiang Qin was shocked. A fisherman made her bleed. How could it be that no one would believe it? She can't believe it. She's a real fisherman. She's only a step away from the diver. Even Fang Ze, who can fight in the first World War, is now even scratched by a fisherman?

Han Fei at the other end seems to want to come again, but he just made a great effort at his feet, and the whole man fell to the ground and fainted.

In this situation, jiangqin doesn't know what to do. Hit him. People are dizzy. Don't fight. Is this boy playing with himself?

"It's said that he should not be allowed to enter the door of the war spirit division. Have I ever said that, look, cultivate a little monster. Tut tut tut You can see how good he was when he only concentrated on spirituality, picking flowers and planting fields, and occasionally cooking delicious food. Now, it's not cute at all. "

Old Jiang leisurely walked forward and touched Han Fei's neck. He nodded slightly and said, "I really fainted.".

Jiang Qin: "who knows he is so desperate."

"What kind of fighting skill did you choose for him, how could you be so domineering?" Mr. Jiang asked

Jiangqin: "war skill? Ha ha, the fighting skills I selected for him from the library of Tianshui village, do you think it's bullying? "

Old Jiang: "huh? It's strange that he didn't come here with these bullying skills. "

Jiang Qin: "but there is one point. The several kinds of war skills he just used seem to be the distillation of the war skills I chose for him. I don't know how much stronger than the original war skills This kid has a problem. "

Old Jiang: "nonsense, I also know there is a problem. In Lingzhi Daquan, he carried it on his back in one day. Do you think there is a problem?"

Jiangqin: " I just think he's crazy. Do you think he's actually a lunatic? "

Old Jiang: "ah! Genius is always envied... "

……

In bed.

Han Fei only felt soreness all over his body, as if he had been floating on the sea for five days and five nights. He felt that his bones were almost falling apart.

"It hurts Ah Old man Sister Qin... "

Soon, both of them came in from the outside.

Old Jiang: "nonsense, who do you hurt? If you break out beyond your endurance limit, you will be lucky if you don't have any disability. That is to say, you have a good physique, and ordinary people will have to give up early. "

Han Fei:

Han Fei: "sister Qin, you asked me to play with you. I said you wouldn't listen later!"

Jiang Qin looks serious: "where did you learn these kinds of fighting skills?"

Han Fei's face was dazed: "this is sister Qin's fighting skill you helped me choose!"

Jiangqin: "nonsense, how can the fighting skill I choose for you be so domineering? What's the matter with stick technique and blood boiling? "