The naginata stabbed like a blast of wind, Beichen Qingxiong seemed to be powerless to parry, and saw a flaw under his stumbling, the girl raised the knife and knocked the sword in her hand away, so the victory and defeat were already known.

'Knock'

The handle of the naginata knife slammed to the ground, and the girl said coldly, "Beichen is a knife stream, and that's it." ”

The onlookers were all immersed in disbelief at the moment, Beichen Qingxiong's face was ashen, trembling and picking up the sword that fell to the ground, and said in a low tone, "I lost." ”

The girl snorted lightly, "Count yourself on the matter, since I won, then you know what to do." ”

Beichen Qingxiong's face turned miserable when he heard this, and he looked up at the plaque above the dojo, which was the signboard of Beichen's sword.

Wayne, who was onlookers, saw this and immediately understood, this is a kicking hall, this girl is not very old, I can't imagine that she is so ruthless, although this Beichen Qingxiong is not strong, but he looks like a bright and trustworthy person, otherwise he would not have restrained his disciples at the beginning and just watched instead of besieged.

What's more important is Beichen Qingxiong's training ability, the strength of these onlookers is not bad, otherwise he would not let his disciples love him so much, in short, this person's strength may not be able to reach the martial arts master, but his character is already a master.

Thinking of this, just as Beichen Qingxiong ordered someone to take down the plaque, Wayne squeezed out the crowd, "Wait a minute." ”

The well-groomed girl and the gloomy Beichen Qingxiong both set their eyes on him, plus the disciples around him, this can be regarded as an alternative kind of attention.

"Who are you?" Glancing at Wayne up and down, he found that it was just a mere guidance stage, and a trace of contempt flashed in the girl's frowning eyes, and everyone who didn't reach the top was an ant.

"I'm just a passerby, but I'm a little unaccustomed to Your Excellency's style." Wayne smiled bluntly.

"That's nosy?" The girl put her hands around her chest and held the knife to play, "I am willing to gamble and lose, since he lost, he naturally has to do it according to the agreement, why can't you get used to it?" ”

Beichen Qingxiong smiled miserably, "Young man, she is right, this is the price of losing." ”

Wayne shook his head, the reason why he came out was because Beichen Qingxiong was a virtuous old man, even if his strength was not good, it was also admirable, that's all, even if Beichen fell into the sword, but with such an old man, he could pass it on. He just didn't want to see a genre disappear like this.

"Since you're so fond of making bets, why don't we make a bet?"

When the girl heard this, an interested smile appeared on her immature face, "Oh? How do you want to bet? ”

"I bet you won't be able to beat me in 100 moves." Wayne smiled lightly, his face full of confidence.

As soon as these words came out, those disciples of Beichen Qingxiong were in an uproar, you must know that their master was defeated within 50 moves, and the girl in front of him, who looked younger than them, actually said that this Shura girl couldn't defeat him in 100 moves?

Beichen Qingxiong was also incredulous, and wanted to persuade something, but was interrupted by the girl's giggling laughter, "It's really interesting, little ghost, are you so confident?" ”

"What kind of martial arts do you practice if you are not confident?" Wayne shrugged his shoulders, put down his bags, took off his coat and shoes and socks, and slowly walked to the center of the dojo.

The girl let go of her hands, pointed at the edge of the naginata, and a sneer appeared on her face, "Then what should you do if you lose?" ”

"Lose? If you lose, it's up to you. ”

"Good!"

At the moment of response, the girl moved, her steps were sharp, her strength trembled, and the naginata knife was like a match, as if she was going to cut Wayne's whole person in two.

Wayne's footsteps changed, his hands in his palms, and the moment the naginata fell, his hands were opened, and then they closed fiercely.

'Qiang'

The blade of the naginata knife was clamped by both hands and could not move, Wayne smiled slightly, "Ma Shi took the white blade empty-handed!" ”

The girl's face froze, and then she was ruthless, and with a turn of her wrist, if the fingers of ordinary people were bound to be broken under the rotation of the blade.

Wayne's face remained unchanged, his hands swung with the blade, and when his palms were slightly loose, his hands pressed against the blade and bullied up.

Seeing this, the girl's complexion changed, and her body retreated quickly, but her speed was not as fast as Wayne's, but when she saw the bullying, his palms changed, and when he was close to the girl's body, his palms fell on his body, and he hit them eighteen times in a row, and his palms were full of energy.

The girl was constantly shaken back by the force of her palm, until she took eighteen steps, and the corners of her mouth were already bloody.

This scene, stunned Beichen Qingxiong and his disciples, this terrible female Shura will also be injured?

The anger in the girl's heart is indescribable, and the martial artist in front of her, who is only in the guidance stage, actually hurts herself as a master? It was simply a great shame, she suddenly screamed, and the naginata swept away Wayne, and then the strength of her body suddenly exploded, and the dojo mat under her feet was deeply imprinted into two footprints.

Seeing this, Wayne's pupils shrank, and the angry master was not trivial, and he had to deal with it carefully.

The next moment, the girl's naginata knife danced wildly, the speed of the knife became faster and faster, and the horse Lian attacked from all directions like a net from heaven and earth.

The flowing water air circle was set up casually, penetrating its offensive and rhythm, but there were always a few times when it was impossible to prevent, and Wayne's body was cut by the blade of a knife with several wounds that were not deep or shallow.

Seeing that the situation was critical, even Beichen Qingxiong couldn't help but become anxious, and his disciples didn't say anything, but they also put away their previous suspicions one by one, although they didn't want to admit it, the young man in front of him was indeed more powerful than his master.