During the Dragon Boat Festival, wear new clothes and eat rice dumplings.

The rice dumplings made by Lao Bai were the most delicious. Xu Tianran could eat seven or eight in one breath. After eating, he felt so bloated that he had to practice a set of crazy sword skills. As he practiced, he vomited blood. The blood flowed out from his body.

The scarlet blood was accompanied by the remains of minced meat, which was shocking to see.

Without Xu Tianran, the team that went up to the mountain to play seemed a little less interesting. As expected, a leader was needed to go crazy.

The boy in white rented a small courtyard next to Bai Tu's shop and hired a small town village woman to take care of him. Xu Tianran had seen that simple middle-aged woman and couldn't remember her name. He only knew that the children

Call her Aunt Li.

When the young man in white saw the young man in blue performing crazy magic sword skills in the yard, he couldn't help laughing and said: "What a good sword skill. I can kill a hundred enemies and injure myself a thousand."

The young man in green shirt caught a glimpse of the young man in white clothes who was watching the excitement on the second floor next door, but he didn't bother to pay attention to him. He thought to himself, what does this little kid with no vision know? His sword skills were even praised by Lao Bai for being so powerful.

Seeing that the young man in green shirt ignored him, the young man in white got angry. He drew his long sword and jumped down from the second floor. His white clothes fluttered like a fairy from the sky.

In the white butcher's small courtyard, the young man in green had an extremely pale complexion, while the young man in white had a rosy complexion with a healthy white complexion. Although the young man in white was one year younger, he was about the same height when they stood together. This made Xu Tianran very angry and afraid of his future.

If you are not tall, you have to raise your head to look at others when fighting against them, which means you will lose your momentum before you fight. However, Xu Tianran thought about it, his mother is slender, so he will not be a short man in the future.

A charming smile appeared on the handsome face of the boy in white, "Let's have a fight."

The young man in green shirt retracted his bamboo sword into its scabbard and said, "Just hit him." The young man in green shirt restrained his eyes extremely. He actually had a long sword, a real long sword. He was wearing a bamboo sword. Obviously, his momentum was lost again.

The boy in the shirt was very depressed at the moment. Fortunately, he also had a short sword, otherwise he would have been even more depressed.

The young man in white jabbed a sword, and the young man in green robe dodged sideways.

The young man in white clothes did not expect that the young man in green clothes, who had never practiced spiritual practice, could be so agile. The young man in white clothes raised his sword and stabbed straight into the right leg of the young man in blue shirt. The young man in green clothes jumped back and dodged it, and couldn't help cursing: "You are too cruel.

I accidentally cut my own brother. Do you know that there are two taboos for men in fighting? Don’t slap him in the face.

, Second, don’t flirt. Do you understand the rules of the world?”

The young man in white turned red when he heard this, "He's full of filthy words. If I don't beat you, you won't even recognize your mother."

The young man in green had a stern look on his face, holding the knife in his right hand, and said coldly: "You forced me, don't blame me for being merciless." Suddenly, murderous intent filled the courtyard. The young man in white looked slightly moved, as if he was about to get serious, with the sword across his chest.

, to cope with all changes by remaining unchanged.

Unexpectedly, the construction of the Shu Road started, and the young man in green shirt lay on the ground without taking out his bamboo knife, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was mixed with flesh and blood.

The young man in white was afraid of being deceived and continued to watch with cold eyes.

The young man in green shirt murmured: "Little guy, did you do this on purpose?"

The young man in white said coldly: "As expected, I was right. Your swordsmanship does not kill the enemy, but only hurts yourself."

The young man in green shirt touched his chest. Although Shu Dao was digging acupuncture points on the soles of his feet, the spiritual veins were connected to the internal organs. The fluctuation of the spiritual veins could easily cause injuries to the internal organs. The young man in green shirt endured the severe pain and got up from the ground.

Holding the knife in his right hand: "Come again."

The young man in white clothes sensed murderous intent and immediately stabbed seven swords in succession, which was his best seven-sword continuation. The young man in green clothes swung his sword to block, and the swords crisscrossed with a clanging sound. The young man in white clothes did not use spiritual power, but relied purely on physical strength and swordsmanship to fight with the young man in green clothes.

You have to resist, otherwise the boy in white will strike down with his sword and the boy in green will fly out of the courtyard long ago.

The boy in white clothes also felt strange. The boy in green shirt's sword skills were irregular, but he couldn't attack him. Moreover, from time to time, a strange murderous aura flowed out. The more the boy in green shirt was at a disadvantage, the stronger the murderous aura became, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

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The young man in green clothes closed his eyes and regarded the young man in white clothes as the rising sun or the bright moon. He held the knife in both hands and pointed the knife directly at the chest of the young man in white clothes. Seeing that he could not avoid the knife, the young man in white clothes had no choice but to use his spiritual power and strike out with a palm from the air.

The boy in green shirt was knocked away. The boy in green shirt climbed up from the corner, holding the knife in his right hand, and shouted: "Come again."

The young man in white shook his head and said, "You lose. The rules of the martial arts world are: don't slap in the face, don't tease the vagina, and don't hit the breasts in a fight. If you abide by these three rules, I will fight with you again in the future."

The young man in green shirt curled his lips and spat out a mouthful of blood, "I've never heard that you can't hit your chest in a fight. The purpose of training your chest muscles is to withstand the blow."

The young man in white clothes glared at him, and the young man in blue clothes suddenly shrank. He really couldn't beat him. Don't anger the young man in white clothes. Young man in green clothes

Nian said flatteringly: "You are powerful, you have the final say. From now on we will often compete, not counting this time. Next time I will let you see how powerful my sword skills are."

The young man in white clothes jumped lightly and fluttered back to the second floor of his house. The young man in green clothes was left alone and vomiting blood. The young man in white clothes sighed. In fact, he lost because he used his spiritual power and committed a foul.

The next day, the young man in green shirt, whose face was as pale as paper, went to school carrying a small bamboo box on his back.

When Ji Shengxue saw Xu Tianran's miserable appearance, she suddenly felt sad and asked with concern: "Tranran, why are you sick again? Your health wasn't feeling better a few days ago. You should pay attention to your health."

Xu Tianran smacked his lips: "I'm fine. I'm practicing my magical skills. When I master my magical skills, I can travel around the world."

Ji Shengxue's peach blossom eyes were filled with sadness, "You really want to travel around the world. Although I don't know martial arts, I also know that haste makes waste. No matter how anxious you are, you can't abuse your body like this. If your body collapses,

You can’t practice any skills.”

Xu Tianran picked his nose, and a big black lump was stuck at the door of the school.

Ji Shengxue seemed not to notice.

Sister Lin shouted: "Brother, please wipe off the boogers. It's so disgusting. If Aunt Liu bumps into her when she opens the door and puts that big booger into the food, and we eat it again, think about it.

It’s so scary.”

Xu Tianran shook his head helplessly. There were people in the school who were more imaginative than himself, including the young senior sister.

Ji Shengxue wanted to help Xu Tianran wipe his nose. No matter how thick-skinned Xu Tianran was, he couldn't let the little porcelain doll wipe his black nose. Ji Shengxue came trotting over with a rag in her hand, but Xu Tianran stopped her.

In front of him, the weak young man in green shirt tried to snatch away the rag, but when he exerted force, his Qi was slightly confused, and Xu Tianran vomited blood again.

Ji Shengxue hurriedly supported Xu Tianran and muttered: "Brother Tianran, I'm sorry."

Xu Tianran squeezed a pale smile and said: "I'm fine, and it has nothing to do with you. Why are you apologizing? I'm used to vomiting blood."

A man in white clothes passed by quietly, and Youyou said: "Wipe the boogers on the door and the blood on the floor clean."
Chapter completed!