The boy naturally didn't believe Chen Wei's rhetoric, withdrew the stick, and attacked again.

He didn't believe that he couldn't win against this hateful fellow by virtue of his weapon.

Even his father couldn't snatch the weapon with his bare hands, and this guy actually did it just now.

For every child when he was young, his father was omnipotent in their eyes, their support, and their pride.

Every child hopes that his father will be the most powerful person in the world.

Thinking of this, the boy became more and more angry, tightened his thin black eyebrows, stabbed a wooden stick in the air, and jerked downward. Since there is no flaw in the upper body, then I will focus on your next game.

The swift sticks drew straight lines on the ground, and the leaves that had accumulated in the forest were rolled up and scattered everywhere by the wind from the boy's crotch.

Chen Wei retreated again and again, but he liked it more and more in his heart, what an elf ghost!

Happy in his heart, Chen Wei still didn't change his mouth, and wanted to be angry with this little guy in order to stimulate his greater potential, and said with a funny smile: "You little ghost, why don't you listen to persuasion, you said that you can't beat me." Don't waste your efforts, kneel down obediently, kowtow to the teacher. ”

The boy bared his teeth and roared, eager to immediately hit Chen Wei's head and puff up a fist-sized green bag.

At this time, a loud shout sounded on the hillside in the east direction: "Wunaqiang people, stop hurting Meng Qi!" ”

Chen Wei looked sideways, it was a young man in a short coat and linen pants, five or six years older than the boy, and much taller.

The young man's surname is Pang, and his name is De.

He had asked the boy to go home with him, but he accidentally saw the two fighting in the woods. Fearing that the boy would suffer, Pound threw down the firewood on his back, also copied a stick, and ran wildly from the slope not far away.

As for the name of this boy, I believe everyone can guess that he is Ma Chao, Ma Mengqi, who was regarded as the general of Shenweitian by the Qiang people in the future.

Pound's addition has injected new vitality into this easy-to-win fight.

Whether it is strength or speed, Pound is much stronger than Ma Chao. He turned 14 last month, and in terms of physical fitness and strength, he is not comparable to the nine-year-old Ma Chao.

Ma Chao specialized in the next handicap, and Pound attacked fiercely above.

Under the tacit cooperation of the two, Chen Wei withdrew with his hands and feet, dodged left and right with his upper body, and had to follow with various footwork under his feet to deal with the interference and invasion of that little ghost.

After a while, Chen Wei's movements gradually became embarrassed, and he couldn't resist it, and he couldn't catch it.

Syllable!

With a crisp hit, Chen Wei hurriedly took three steps back, made a pause gesture with his right hand, and shook his left hand with a whin.

Fang couldn't avoid it, and ate a heavy stick from Pound on the back of his hand.

It was sour, it really hurt.

"What, you know you're scared?" Seeing Chen Wei showing weakness and stopping, Xiao Mengqi's face was slightly proud.

"I'm afraid of you little ghosts who haven't grown any hair?"

Chen Wei rubbed the back of his left hand, deliberately showing a disdainful expression, looked at the two of them and shouted provocatively: "I just didn't have a weapon, so I let you hurt me, if I have a weapon in hand, I can beat you both with my left hand." ”

"Cut, Cowhide King." The corners of Ma Chao's mouth twitched, full of disdain, and Chen Wei couldn't pull his face to admit defeat, so he deliberately found such a lame excuse.

Also, How do you make a gun with your left hand?

Since he was born, Ma Chao has never seen anyone use his left hand to use a gun.

"Do you dare to bet with me?" Chen Wei came and wanted to capture him.

Children, they always care about winning or losing, and they like to be willful.

So when the two of them heard Chen Wei's agitation, they immediately stomped the wooden stick in their hands to the ground, and put on an old-fashioned appearance: "What are you betting on?" ”

"I'll go find a stick later, and if you two can touch me again, even if you win." Of course, I won't bully you two, say use your left hand, just use your left hand. ”

Seeing the fish take the bait, Chen Wei said incomparably, but his face was full of righteous words, and he made his own conditions: "If I win, you two will have to worship me as a teacher, how about it?" ”

"This ......"

The two glanced at each other, their faces were entangled, and it was not a trivial matter to learn from a teacher.

"If you're afraid, forget it, it's nothing if you can't afford to lose."

Chen Wei showed a slight impatience and waved his hand, adding the last fire to the hearts of the two teenagers.

"Whoever is afraid, bet on it!"

The child's self-esteem is extremely heavy, how can he tolerate Chen Wei being so contemptuous, the two gritted their teeth and agreed to it.

"Good ambition!" Chen Wei praised this, the moment he turned around to find the guy in his hand, the corner of his mouth smiled, can a boiled duck still make it fly?

Inexistent.

After two turns in the forest, Chen Wei walked to a young tree and made a visual inspection, about two fingers thick. He stretched out his hand to break the trunk of the tree, and removed the branches, and when he was done, he was probably as high as his eyebrows.

"Come on, little ghost!" With the wooden stick in his left hand, Chen Wei hooked his fingers at the two of them, smiling conceitedly.

"Don't look down on people, verbose ghost!" Ma Chao's nose wrinkled, he shouted, and rushed directly quickly.

Seeing this, Pound was afraid that Ma Chao would make a mistake, so he followed.

When he was seven years old, there was a famine in Liangzhou, and he fled east with his parents. Later, for unknown reasons, his parents abandoned him on the side of the road, and after that, Pound never saw his parents again.

It was Ma Teng who took him in, gave him food and shelter, and taught him martial arts.

Pound is a very grateful person, chopping wood and carrying water to do farm work every day, taking care of all the tedious affairs at home, and never shouting tired.

For Ma Chao, Pound almost watched him grow up little by little, cared for him, and regarded him as his biological brother in his heart.

On the other side, Lu Bu waited in the forest for a while, but still didn't see Chen Wei come back, so he got up to look for it.

He hadn't gone far before he heard the sound of a fight ahead.

Lu Bu quickened his steps, thinking that Chen Wei was in trouble.

When he was about to close, he found that the three people over there were crackling and fighting. After seeing the situation in the field, Lu Bu frowned slightly, Chen Wei is such a big person, why is he still fighting with two naughty boys.

Ma Chao and Pang De, who were fighting in the field, were covered in sweat, the heat was rising, and the two of them didn't care about wiping it, and their hands became more and more violent.

However, no matter how tricks he used, he still couldn't break through Chen Wei's defense, and the stick in his hand was like a closed door, and water couldn't splash in.

The strength of the two gradually ran out, and Chen Wei had no idea of fighting. He first flicked away Ma Chao's stabbing stick, forced it back a few steps, and then withdrew the stick in his hand and attacked Pang De with a smile on his face: "Let you try my new tricks, wind and rain!" ”

In an instant, the stabbed wooden sticks turned into countless phantoms, which were dizzying, and it was impossible to distinguish the real from the fake, just like a torrential rain falling in the mountains and rivers, splashing countless splashes.

Before Pang De could react, he was hit in the chest by Chen Wei and smashed backwards to the ground.

After cleaning up this, the other one is not to worry about, even if you don't use weapons, you can easily subdue it.

Picking up two talented apprentices in vain, it is difficult to be unhappy.

Chen Wei glanced at Pang De, who was unwilling to fall to the ground, and said "good apprentice" with a smile, but suddenly heard a childish shout in his ears: "Wind and rain, mountains and rivers!" ”

He looked sideways in disbelief, and the remnants of the stabbing sticks were heavy, like a torrential rain.