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A group of children holding wooden swords chased each other across the street. Wuhuan swallowed and spit, feeling whether he was over-vigilant. After a closer look, he let out a horror. It turned out that the children weren't playing around randomly, and the swordsmanship was very structured. Although each move and one style seemed very immature, it was clearly a very sophisticated swordsmanship.
Especially the dark-skinned boy who ran in front was neither big nor small among a group of children. He did not know what kind of anger was committed and was being chased by other children.
He seemed to be used to this scene long ago, his small face was full of calmness, and he retreated from the fight, dancing the wooden sword, and every time the sword was taken out, a child fell to the ground with a cry.
"Don't rush to shoot, surround him!"
An older child yelled that the other children stopped attacking rashly, and took a defensive approach, step by step, and finally surrounded the child under an earthen wall.
The older child smiled and said, "Tiedan, see where you are going this time, I have to beat you up today!"
"Just relying on you grandchildren, don't want to touch your uncle Iron Egg!"
"Go together!" "Beat him!"
A peasant woman in the village shouted: "Tiedan, your mother told you to go home for dinner!"
"I know!" The boy yelled, "Sweep the army!" Suddenly leaned over and swept the ground, all of a sudden, smoke and dust filled the loess. While other children were fascinated by the loess, he leaped back and leaped three feet to the ground, climbing the earth wall, and turning over the top of the wall.
Standing at the top of the wall, he held up the wooden sword and laughed: "I am the king of knights!"
Then he took off his pants, took out the little jiji and began to pee, the children dodged one after another.
"Take the sword and throw him away!"
Seven or eight wooden swords flew up. The boy was holding the wooden sword in one hand and the little jiji in the other. He finally passed a few handles, but he still got hit in the forehead, and he fell off the earth wall with a sound. I also saw a glistening boy's urine flying in the sunset, but he was showered all over.
There was crying from behind the wall, and the other children rolled around laughing and let out a sigh of foulness.
The crying faded away, the laughter faded away, and each went back to each house, each looking for each mother.
Wu Huan stood there for a while, and the boy named "Iron Egg" had clearly cultivated his internal strength, and he even understood how to use light power to raise energy. He was not only a martial arts wizard, but also a swordsman wizard, and he was even rarer to be familiar with actual combat. , Knows how to adapt to the situation, if you join any school, you will surely be able to get ahead quickly.
Even though the other children don't have such genius, they are all fluent in swordsmanship and know how to advance and retreat, especially the big boy who commanded the other children. In the end, with the power of everyone, the proud genius was defeated.
The child didn't play maliciously, in the eyes of his old rivers and lakes, it seemed to be a fight between wolves and tigers.
But here is not a family sect, just an ordinary small village in the north!
If it were sixteen years later, and I don’t know how many masters would emerge, how would the Wulin League contend with it, the demon’s ambition would be terrible!
"My trip will undoubtedly die. If I can pass down the mantle before I die and plant a seed of resistance in this northern realm, it will not be a waste of martial arts."
So I walked around behind the earth wall, followed a line of small footprints, and came to a small farmyard. A piece of smoke blended into the night sky, and the smell of food came, even if the children were crying, and women were scolding. Nor can it break this tranquility.
An emotion suddenly choked on his chest, making him stop.
"Who is sneaking outside!"
"I'm a pedestrian from afar. I want to join the World Club. Can I sell me something to eat and ask for a sip of water!"
Wuhuan recovered, and walked in front of the courtyard, only to see a woman pressing the iron egg child on the bench, taking off her pants, and beating her butt red. However, the clothes on the child's body have been changed, and the injury on his forehead has disappeared.
The woman was in her early thirties, with a handkerchief on her head, she was very beautiful, she was also very slim, not as sturdy as an ordinary peasant woman, obviously she possessed martial arts. He has been taking it all the way. Almost everyone at the age of the Northern Territory knows martial arts. But it is not considered advanced, and it has not reached the innate realm, which proves that the genius shown by this child is not derived from family heritage.
An old man squatted and smoked a dry cigarette, grinning and said, "You are here to join the World Club, come in and sit down! It's just a matter of buying a pair of chopsticks!"
The old man didn't know martial arts, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, "Sister-in-law, just now I saw that this kid is very powerful, and he does many fights by himself, but he is a martial arts wizard."
"Hey, I know fighting all day long, which makes the guest official laugh."
The woman patted the child's head, but she couldn't help but smile.
If the woman didn't fight, the child stopped crying immediately, put on his pants and ran to the dining table.
"Tiedan, why are you fighting with them!" Wuhuan touched the child's head.
"They said my dad is the opposition!"
"Where is the child's father?"
"Dead." The woman's face darkened.
"How did you die? Is it because the world will..." Wu Huan hurriedly closed the conversation, afraid that he would show his feet again.
"Eh, how do you know?" The woman glanced at him strangely.
"I'm here to vote for the World Club, and I want to know what the World Club is doing, so I have a good reputation all the way, but I didn't expect such a thing."
"Then you can forget it, the child's father was originally a member of the Society in the world, but he was later sentenced to death for robbing the girl."
Wuhuan was speechless, what he hated most in his life was this kind of behavior, looking at women: "Could it be that..."
"Well, I am the girl. Let's eat quickly, the dishes are cold." The woman touched the child's head: "Tiedan, if someone scolds you in the future, you just say you have no father."
The iron egg grilled rice with a big mouth, and responded vaguely.
Wu Huan didn't know what it was like in his heart, but he thought of that Jiaoyan, Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan, you hypocritical hypocrite, who can sentence others to death, but can't sentence herself, she is still suffering now!
But this is an opportunity. The hatred of killing the father is not shared, even more so than the hatred of taking the wife. This is God's will!
The dishes are very rich, there are fish and meat, the old man even took out a jar of wine, the wine is clear, not like village wine.
"I heard that the Northern Territory has been plagued by disasters for years, but I didn't expect life to be okay."
"It's all the grace of the meeting master and the prince. Many reservoirs and ditches have been built. We can't do anything about floods or droughts, and there are no taxes. Life is much better. The seeds are also different from the past. The meat is too much, and the meat is very cheap. Otherwise, the iron egg can grow so strong. Alas, when I was a child, I couldn’t even eat enough to eat, let alone learn martial arts..."
"Father, you're endless again. It's not just a report, but you can't forget this set of words!"
The old man was anxious: "That's the Joint Newspaper. My portrait occupies a whole page." R1152
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