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Chapter 59: When a general uses his stick well, he will be confident
  At this time, the sun was shining brightly. Qin Ming stretched out his hand to block the sunlight and galloped forward, turning into a horse.

As soon as he walked to the forest, Qin Ming heard a whooshing sound, and countless steel needles shot out from the forest like a shower of stars, piercing his vitals.

"???"

Qin Ming was so frightened that he hurriedly lay back and rolled over to avoid the rain of needles.

There was a continuous clang sound, and several sleeve arrows were shot out, hitting Qin Ming's throat.

"It's not over yet!"

Qin Ming roared loudly, swung the mace, and knocked down the sleeve arrow with a crackle.

"I'm guarding this place. If you want to force your way in, can you still blame me?"

On the treetop, Huang Rong stuck her head out, swaying her calves and raising the steel needle in her hand: "If you are not afraid, go into the forest and fight."

"...Fight your mother!"

But this bird is in a forest surrounded by trees, and can't even swing a mace away...

The bandits were so fucking outrageous that they didn't even give any advance notice.

Hua Rong was also a famous general in Qingzhou, and he also followed the skill stream. It was reasonable to have a tie with him.

Wu Song had long been dissatisfied with Qin Ming. He raised his iron rod and knocked it down with one blow.

Qin Ming also didn't expect that he would actually be reduced to the point where he would be shouted at and beaten by a group of bandits.

Qin Ming was horrified to find that even though he tried his best, he could not gain the slightest advantage.

"What a stick!"

Seeing Qin Ming leaving, Huang Rong did not pursue him and leisurely took out a piece of peach cake from her arms.

However, if a fight breaks out in the woods...

I happened to encounter Wu Song after finishing the fish pond game and carrying the stick up the mountain.

Qin Ming's heart trembled, he stood still subconsciously and asked.

At this moment, the mountain wind roared, and a fat monk rushed over with a water mill Zen staff in his hand.

Qin Ming worked hard in a big circle and finally reached the mountain trail.

This result truly allowed Qin Ming to break his defense.

What a slap in the face!

He is simply a large living target.

The two men have similar styles. They both play with macho style and are extremely powerful.

"...Murong old dog really deserves to die."

In one blow, they were evenly matched.

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  "That man, a certain family has seen that you have extraordinary martial arts skills, and they know you by name."

Wu Song praised: "Come again."

"Hoho, this stick does have some abilities. Don't beat him to death, Fourth Brother, and let the Sa family play with him."

"You still have to practice long weapons in the future."

After all, her weapon is Emei thorn.

Lin Xuan and Huang Rong didn't play like generals. Although Qin Ming didn't take advantage, he didn't care too much.

Huang Rong is naturally not afraid of him when fighting on horseback, and he has the confidence to fight on flat ground.

"Run away from your grandma! This is unreasonable!"

Is this prefect actually an undercover agent of the bandits?

Means nothing.

I am taking too much advantage.

But this battle with Wu Song was a real confrontation of strength.

While nibbling peach cake, he slipped down from the tree.

He is very skilled in martial arts, but he is not very afraid of hidden weapons.

If these two weapons fight on the ground, I will really suffer a huge loss.

Qin Ming cursed secretly in his heart, so he had to cheer up and fight with Wu Song.

In fact, after just hitting him with more than ten blows, the opponent gained the upper hand and used an inconspicuous iron rod to pin him down and beat him.

Seeing the long-handled mace in Qin Ming's hand, Huang Rong had no desire to take action.

In anger, he picked up the mace and struck him.

"Don't run away with the stick, come and take a stick from Grandpa Yin!"

Qin Ming was stunned for a moment, turned his head, turned and ran towards the east.

The iron rod and the mace collided together, causing sparks to fly and a clanging sound to be heard.

Behind the monk, dust was flying, just like an earth dragon roaring towards him.

"alright."

Wu Song lazily took back the iron rod: "Having received more than thirty rods from a certain family, he is indeed considered a figure. Just forget it if he said something rude just now."

"..."    Qin Ming felt his hands and mouth were numb and did not dare to say any harsh words.

He turned around and thrust the stick at Lu Zhishen, and while the opponent was dodging, he rushed forward.

"Hey, Bangchui! The Sa family is here, don't just run away!"

Lu Zhishen twisted his body, picked up the water mill Zen staff, and then swept it down towards Qin Ming's waist.

"!!!"

Qin Ming blocked the mace and felt a sweet sensation in his throat. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood and had to stumble back to relieve his strength.

Although his power is not as strong as Lu Zhishen, the gap is actually not very big.

To be honest, some people still fight.

However, Qin Ming's journey was too difficult...

At least 40% to 50% of the energy was consumed.

Although Lu Zhishen also played a round of fish pond game just now, it was much easier than Qin Ming.

So, when the stick went down, Qin Ming was immediately hit with chest tightness, breathlessness, and pain.

"It's not that good either?"

Lu Zhishen took long strides, rushed to Qin Ming, and hit him with another stick.

"Watch the trick!"

Qin Ming was so anxious that he suddenly shouted and raised his left hand.

"Huh?" Lu Zhishen was startled for a moment, raised his head like a lion, and covered his face with the head of the shovel.

Qin Ming himself was also deceiving and did not prepare any hidden weapons at all.

Seeing Lu Zhishen's attack slow down, he quickly retreated and rushed down the mountain.

"Straight bitch!"

When Lu Zhishen discovered that he had been deceived, the Three Corpse Gods exploded with anger and suddenly sprinted after him like a wild boar in heat.

The two of them hurriedly ran for more than a mile. Lu Zhishen found an opportunity, picked up the Zen staff and drew it again.

This time, the unlucky Qin Ming was pulled out a few meters away and fell to the ground.

"Master, please don't hurt him!"

Lin Xuan and Huang Rong had just finished inspecting the battlefield. Seeing Qin Ming about to explode the gold coins, he quickly stopped him.

"It's up to the family."

Lu Zhishen thought for a while, then slammed his Zen stick on the ground: "The Sa family is also a little weak in victory. I'll wait until your stick has rested enough before hitting again."

"Hua left for a while. I don't think Mr. Qin's style is still the same. It's really gratifying."

At this time, the five hundred officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain were either dead or captured, and only a few thieves were left to clean up the battlefield and clean up the mess.

Hua Rong also rushed over and said angrily: "But I don't know what we, the thieves who cannot stand on the stage, are capable of?"

"Hmph! A certain family takes back what they just said. I never thought that a small Qingfeng Mountain could be like this."

Qin Ming took a few deep breaths and sneered: "I am defeated today and have nothing to say. But if we fight alone, I will not be afraid of you and others at all."

"General Qin uses the stick well and is confident."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "In that case, General Qin, please rest for a while. Among all the people present, if you can outperform anyone, I will let you go."

Now he has the upper hand. If he swarms up, Qin Ming can be torn into pieces in less than five seconds.

But some of them are defeated without force, which affects their own prestige.

Might as well be more generous.

Well, judging from the fight just now, the group of people around him may not necessarily be able to defeat Qin Ming.

But it is not easy to lose to Qin Ming...

It's foolproof.

"Anyone?"

Qin Ming's eyes lit up: "Do you really mean what you said?"

"Your life and death depend on my thoughts, why should I lie to you?"

"Well, if a certain family fights with this old man, there is no need to rest."

Qin Ming laughed loudly and pointed behind Lin Xuan: "The master is as true to his word as he is, and I don't think he will get rich by breaking his word."

"Ok?"

Lin Xuan was slightly startled and looked back.

At some point, Huang Shang had finished her medical work and entered a state of daily enlightenment.

Like a ghost, he was wandering about a foot away behind Lin Xuan.

"???"

Feeling the attention of everyone, Huang Shang swayed slightly and opened his eyes, showing a somewhat dazed expression.

(End of this chapter)