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A slap can't be slapped, but a fist is enough when you hit someone!

“White, look at the knife!” The young man in green shirt showed a brilliant smile, regardless of whether Song Shu had a knife or not. He held the knife with his own hands, his body rose empty, and he slashed Huashan with a knife towards Song Shuhang's brain door.

This knife is all about cutting Song Shuhang in half from scratch.

“Your father!” Song Shuhang's lazy ass rolled over and avoided the knife.

What kind of revenge do I have against you? What kind of grudge is that?

If a gentleman uses his mouth and not his fist, can't he talk to me first?

Besides, Song Shuhang still has the scene of the "Fundamental Fist of Kong". But with the knife method, he had only one move from beginning to end to repair the flame knife taught by the 'red roller' in Li Tianpu's dream. And he doesn't even have the flame knife... it takes a bronze ring on his hand to fully deploy it.

He had no basis in the knife technique, even if he picked up the knife, he had to chop it up.

Slashing against laymen is okay, against knife masters... God knows how much effect?

“White, take the knife!” The young man in green shirt whistled and kicked the treasure knife on the ground to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang can only take this knife.

Dark bite your teeth, this is what you asked for, let you taste the power of the Flame Knife!

After seeing Song Shuhang pick up the knife, the young man in green shirt smiled, his figure moved and another knife struck towards Song Shuhang. When the knife was cut out, three shadows were dragged out. Seems slow to the extreme, and fast to the extreme!

In the face of this knife's enemies, there will be tremendous pain in your heart.

Song Shuhang's gaze was silent, no matter how divine the other party's knife was - he remembered the burning knife cut out of the sky by "Red Scarf", his wrist flipped and his knife cut out! Also activates the ‘Flame Knife' attack matrix on the bronze ring.

Whoo ~ The blade in his hand burned the flame of the bear, regardless of the young man chopped to his knife, the flame knife chopped to the young man in the green shirt - one knife for another, I still have the flame on my knife, see who is more sour!

“Hee-hee, come on!” The young man in the green shirt laughed and stopped making that knife and shadow bluff. He saw his knife tip pick lightning fast, the tip of the knife stabbed above Song Shuhang knife handle.

When…

Song Shuhang only felt that Tiger Mouth was numb and could no longer grab the knife in his hand. When the treasure falls to the ground, the flame of the bear burns out.

“No way, White! ”

“The knife is not held like you!” Instead of winning the chase, the boy began to demonstrate in front of Song Shuhang.

How to grab the knife and grip the knife will be stable so that no one can pick the knife off their hand. How to control the intensity of chopping to use the knife's lethality, what angle chopping off is the smoothest, deadliest… and so on a range of knowledge.

Song Shuhang would definitely have a 'ding’ in his head if he was playing the game right now.

Then the system prompt sounds: Congratulations, the player ‘Book Mountain Stress' gets the knife master to guide the knife foundation and learn the basic knife method.

Ding! The player ‘Book Mountain Stress' is personally coached by the Master of Knife Method. The basic Knife Method experience value +1, plus +1...

That's probably the cue, isn't it?

“Come on, White, try again!” The young man in green shirt continued to laugh, again provoking the treasure knife on the ground and throwing it at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang looked at the teenager in green shirt, but his eyes were bright.

He's got a lot on his mind and a lot of speculation... maybe he's not being transferred to another world!

None of this matters, however.

At least he already knows how to base the use of the knife through the point of the young man in green shirt. After taking the sword, Song Shuhang is confident and greets the young man in green shirt!

Two of you come and go, bang, bang, bang, bang.

Song Shuhang's understanding of the knife method is getting better. The content just explained by Jurong was quickly absorbed by Song Shuhang and translated into his own experience.

Even he runs some knowledge of his boxing to knife methods, such as knife tricks with "Basic Fist III", cutting out dozens of knives in an instant. But I'm a doorman, and it's a desperate samuro rack.

About half an hour later...

Song Shuhang jumped on the ground again, unable to climb up.

Even if he learned how to use a knife, he was still a rookie, and it was perfectly normal to be cut to the ground by a young man in a green shirt...

Moreover, this time it was worse than the last time, his clothes were cut into pieces by knife gas and his body was covered with knife marks. Now he goes out, squats on the bridge, nothing to say, and promises to make over two hundred and three hundred dollars in half an hour - because it's too tragic to look straight at.

“Nah, White, that's it for today. I'll come back tomorrow!” The teenager in the blue smiled, again.

He then turned his back on his horse. Soon the teenager disappeared into Song Shuhang's sight again as the bell rang and Tinker Bell rang.

This time, Song Shuhang didn't even have the strength to scream. He could only lie on the ground and breathe, regaining his strength.

After the young man in green shirt walked away, Song Shuhang said with hatred: “Shit, don't let me see you again, or I won't be finished with you. ”

Just as his voice fell, suddenly he heard a delightful clanging bell coming from afar - a young man in a green shirt with a white horse approaching from afar.

Too soon, huh? I'm still lying dead this time, at least until I get my blood back!

I regret it, okay? I don't want to see you!

Where are the beans? Where are the beans? Help me ~

Where are the beans? Where are the beans now?

It was lying helplessly in the desert at the moment.

Like the desert where Song Shuhang is, there is only one piece of gravel, no grass, not even Xiaoqiang.

Then, not far from it, there was a young man in a green shirt with a white horse from afar.

“White, where have you been? I thought you were going to get lost.” The teenager in the green shirt came to the beans with joy, his teeth smiled and the sun shined brightly.

“It's not over?” Beans spit dark in the trough.

The young man in green shirt first pulls the mara aside, then yells at the beans: “White, can we practice knives? ”

In the talking room, he removed two identical long knives from the horse's back and threw one at the beans.

The beans rolled a white eye and let the knife fall beside them.

Beans didn't pick up the knife, and the young man in green shirt didn't care. He shook the knife with his hands and rushed towards the beans.

Later, a memory chopped Huashan on the beans.

Tink, the knife collides with the body of the beans, and a brilliant spark erupts. The young man in the green shirt had excellent knife skills, but his strength was not high enough to break the bean defense.

The beans sighed, closed their eyes and folded under their ears.

The young man in the green shirt was not discouraged, he grabbed the knife and cut it on the beans, and the chirping kept ringing.

After cutting it for half an hour, the teenager in green shirt smiled softly: "Nah, White, that's it for today. I'll come back tomorrow! ”

He then turned his back on his horse. As the bell clanked, the boy disappeared beside the beans.

Doudou sighed again and grabbed a computer from under him.

It's already eight o'clock at night.

The scene also shows the beans playing the game push BOSS, along with his wife in the game and the window he opens when he videos it.

“The character in this game must be dead. Don't blow up my new 'King's Cover’.” Beans have tears in their eyes. That's because it was brushed all night. I just put it on today and pretended to be a pussy in front of my wife...

In the same endless desert.

“Ahhhhhhh!” The Sugar Major of the Air Thief Gate opened fire completely, holding a knife in his hand and the young man in the blue shirt in front of him in battle.

The two men have the same strength, you come and go with me.

The Sugar Lord uses his knife to make swords move wildly. The young man in green shirt has an excellent knife and does not fall out of the wind.

Half an hour later, the sugar mainstay was exhausted and soft poured into the desert.

The young man in blue smiled. "Nah, White, that's it for today. I'll come back tomorrow! ”

He then turned his back on his horse. As the bell rang, the young boy disappeared into the eyes of the sugar master.

“Bai, your sister, Bai, your sister!” Young Master Sugar yells at the young man's distant figure: “There's no end! ”

How many waves is this?

Each time this young man in green shirt appeared in the same way, then fists, swords, knives, sticks, guns… eighteen general martial arts wheels rolled into formation.

The Sugar Master has been tortured miserably, from the beginning, to the outbreak of anger, to the later lack of cooperation of indifference, then the numbness response, then to the current torment to the outburst of anger...

“Put me back, let me out. I don't want to play anymore. I'm gonna make a mistake, okay? If you can't, it doesn't matter if you punish me as a cook for years. Let me out.” Lack of sugar leaves me crying.

I don't want to see that white boy again!

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As soon as the Sugar Master turned his head, he found a young man in a green shirt with a white horse appeared in the distance. After seeing the Sugar Master, he ran over with excitement.

Again... Again... Again...

This time it came so fast.

You bullied me, didn't you? You're teasing me, right?

“Oh, heh.” Young Master Sugar smiles like a crash: “Come on, come on! I ‘beep beep beep' you! ”

This time, without waiting for the young man in green shirt to approach, the sugar master has rushed forward like crazy.

She pulled a string of shadows with her hands! The absolute ‘Shadowless Hand’ of the Air Thief Gate exploded, and a wave of storms struck the young man in green...

I'll chop you to death! Ha ha!

It's still the sandy, dead desert.

The white honored is quietly... sitting with his eyes closed.

He is practicing everyday.

The crowd used to call him ‘practicing the madman Bai Zhenjun’, which is his number one hobby. Whenever he has free time, he will try to practice ~ ~

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