Under one person: I am the strongest hairstylist!

"Hey, what are you doing here in broad daylight? Do you have any special hobbies?" Lu Wuwei walked over and looked at Zhang Chulan and asked, "Or are you going to play hooligans on my sister?"

Zhang Chulan: ...

Are you so blind?

This is obviously she is playing hooligans on me, okay!

Zhang Chulan was bitter, but Zhang Chulan didn't say anything, and didn't dare to say it.

He couldn't beat that crazy woman before, but now he couldn't beat another one who didn't know the depth. Zhang Chulan endured the humiliation in his heart to calm himself down, and tried his best to think about how to get out of the predicament.

"Where did you go? Why did it take you so long to come here?" Feng Baobao asked.

"I just met a few elementary school girls and played with them for a while." Lu Wuwei said, "What's the situation here?"

"It's nothing, he's my slave now." Feng Baobao said.

"Oh ho, so he can be considered my slave?" Lu Wuwei asked.

Zhang Chulan was shocked.

I boil?

Although it was humiliating to be a slave to that crazy woman, it was barely acceptable. After all, this crazy woman was quite beautiful, and she only agreed verbally without losing a piece of flesh.

But being a slave to a man, even verbally, he couldn't accept it!

"Hmph! I'm willing to bet only when she wins me. What qualifications do you have? With a badass like you, I can beat three by myself!" Zhang Chulan said.

"Oh? I hear you mean you want to play with me?" Lu Wuwei asked with interest.

"It's a contest!" Zhang Chulan gritted her teeth and said, "And it's a contest with stakes!"

As soon as he heard that there was still a bet, Lu Wuwei immediately became interested.

"What are you betting on? Let's hear it." Lu Wuwei said.

"If I lose, I will be your slave. But if I win..." Zhang Chulan gritted her teeth, stood up and pointed at Feng Baobao: "She will be my slave!"

Lu Wuwei glanced at Feng Baobao and then at Zhang Chulan. Not only did he not respond to Zhang Chulan's request for a competition, but he whistled suddenly.

"Hey~ I didn't see it, you're still a bald chicken?" Lu Wuwei said.

"I wipe?!"

Zhang Chulan was so frightened that she quickly covered her vitals and shrank into a ball again.

"The bet you raised is neither fair nor arousing my interest. How about it, if you lose, you will be a slave obediently; if you win, we will let you go today, how about it?" Lu Wuwei asked.

"Today? Are you fooling around? No! If I win, not only will you not be allowed to harass me again, but you will also have to tell me your true identity and purpose!" Zhang Chulan said.

Lu Wuwei shook his head calmly: "You don't think you have the right to communicate with us on an equal footing, do you? Don't gamble, anyway..."

"Wait! Bet! But if I win, you will lose to me with another suit, and it's your suit!" Zhang Chulan said, "How about it? Dare you?!"

"Okay, you can't win anyway." Lu Wuwei said.

Zhang Chulan sneered and stood up slowly.

Hehe, I can't beat that crazy woman, but judging from the fight just now, she doesn't have any special abilities, she's just stronger than me in terms of speed, strength and skill.

I don't believe that you, a younger brother, can be as strong as her!

Besides... Even if you lose, it's just maintaining the status quo. It won't be worse anyway. Instead, you can test your strength more, and at the same time verify my strength!

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan used the Golden Light Curse, and rushed towards Lu Wuwei with all his strength from the beginning.

When~~~

One punch, the two who punched each other took three steps back at the same time. The difference was that Zhang Chulan immediately set up a posture to launch the next round of attack, while Lu Wuwei shook his hand.

"Tsk, the golden light on your body is really hard enough, it's really unfair, why do you have special effects and my cultivation method doesn't have the special effects of bling bling?" Lu Wuwei complained.

Looking at Lu Wuwei who was throwing his hands away, Zhang Chulan was determined and grinned: "Because I'm more handsome than you!"

With that said, Zhang Chulan rushed towards Lu Wuwei again.

Facing another attack from Zhang Chulan, Lu Wuwei first dodged it with weird footwork, and then took out two scissors calmly.

Turning around, Lu Wuwei aimed a pair of scissors at Zhang Chulan's left and right waists and stabbed hard!

"Nirvana: Carry your waist!"

Chapter 21 Don't Call Wuwei Brother, Call Master

when!

The separated scissors pierced the golden light of the body protector in an instant, and sparked like sparks. Seeing that the scissors had a faint tendency to break through the golden light of the body protector, Zhang Chulan, who was so frightened that he died, jumped up and borrowed Lu Wuwei's Force away.

If this is broken down, their old Zhang family will be the last one!

After landing, Zhang Chulan walked continuously without looking back, and stopped until she turned her head and saw that Lu Wuwei was not chasing him.

"How? Do you want to admit defeat?" Lu Wuwei asked.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Zhang Chulan took a deep breath to stabilize his mind.

In retrospect, he should have been able to defend against the attack just now, but it was only because the location of the attack was too tricky that it frightened him and caused him to lose his position.

But the first time she was born and the second time she was acquainted, Zhang Chulan is confident that she will not stumble again.

"You have a weapon, but I don't. Isn't it fair?" Zhang Chulan said.

"Look at what you said, why didn't you say that you still have special effects, why don't you turn off the eye-catching special effects?" Lu Wuwei said.

"That's not okay, this is proof that I'm more handsome than you!"

Grinning, Zhang Chulan rushed towards Lu Wuwei again.

This time he learned his lesson, staring at Lu Wuwei with both eyes, and at the same time switched from offense to defense after rushing over, so as not to be attacked by Lu Wuwei with his weird body skills after exerting too much force.

Lu Wuwei's hands fluttered up and down, and the two scissors with separate blades were like two butterflies dancing with spread wings in his hands, but the direction of flight was inseparable from the vital point!

Both beautiful and deadly!

If it wasn't for Zhang Chulan's golden body protection, another person might have been cut alive by Lu Wuwei!

Bang!

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose, and when you don't notice it, you are kicked away by Lu Wuwei. After landing, Zhang Chulan hurriedly distanced himself from Lu Wuwei.

"Or not!"

"Although his strength and speed are stronger than mine, he is not strong enough to crush me like that mad woman. It's just that his body skills and moves are too weird. If it weren't for the golden light shield, I'm afraid already……"

"Damn it! It seems that my age is about the same as mine, why are all of them so strong?!"

Unknowingly, Zhang Chulan clenched his fists and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He told himself: Don't be in a hurry, the more disadvantaged you are, the more you can't be in a hurry!

"Calm down, he's not so strong that I can't resist!"

"His movement is very strange, and the weapon he uses is even more strange. It is obviously a pair of scissors, and there is no edge on the outside, but the power of slashing on the golden light of my body is almost as powerful as stabbing... because he is on the scissors. Is it because of the extra qi?"

"It's not mainly about stabbing but about chopping... No, it's not chopping, but cutting, cutting, wiping, and peeling in a smaller range... What he practices is definitely not tailor-made for scissors!"

Zhang Chulan's eyes flashed brightly, and after thinking along this line of thought, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

The small-scale cutting and erasure indicated that the original matching weapon should be a short soldier with a sharp blade.

Judging from Lu Wuwei's silky left and right fighting style just now, it must be a pair of weapons rather than a single one.

At the same time, it cannot be a conventional weapon such as a sword, because even the most bizarre moves are composed of the most basic moves, and Zhang Chulan did not see the shadow of a conventional weapon when he was just fighting.

If it is not a conventional weapon, then it can only be a strange weapon.

Pairs of strange short-handed soldiers must also carry blades at the same time, and it is very likely that they will carry blades on both sides...

Zhang Chulan narrowed his eyes, he thought of a qualified weapon, and people who know that kind of weapon usually have weird agility!

"Ziwu Yuanyang Yue? You practice the Ziwu Yuanyang Yue that comes with Baguazhang, am I right?" Zhang Chulan said tentatively.

"Hey, expert!"

Lu Wuwei chuckled, and twirled the scissors between his fingers.

"But even if you can see it, so what? Have you cracked it? How many attacks do you think your golden light can withstand?" Lu Wuwei asked.

Are you really practicing Baguazhang?

So, other traditional weapons that are widely circulated are also practiced by the same kind as me?

In other words, could those who inherited traditional martial arts be also...

Before Zhang Chulan could continue to diverge his thoughts, Lu Wuwei who rushed over suddenly pulled him back to reality.

The corner of Zhang Chulan's mouth could not help showing a wry smile.

Lu Wuwei was right, so what if he guessed right?He doesn't know how to decipher the Meridian Duck Axe!

No, it's not that he doesn't know how to crack it, but...he doesn't want to expose his cards just yet!

"Baguazhang and Ziwu Yuanyang Yue are both martial arts for close combat, if I use the thunder method after opening the distance..."

At first thought, distracted, the next moment, with a click, a pair of scissors broke through the golden light and went straight to Zhang Chulan's face.

"not good!"

Zhang Chulan was terrified and hurriedly lowered her head to avoid it.

The moment he lowered his head, with another click, strands of hair drifted away in the wind.

"This hair looks familiar, could it be... I'm Zhuo!"

Click!

With another pair of scissors, Zhang Chulan ran away in fright, but he couldn't get rid of Lu Wuwei at all.

Not only can't get rid of it, he is already in a mess, and he can't even stop Lu Wuwei from continuing to poison his hair.

"Admit defeat! I admit defeat!"

"I'm Zhuo! I said I gave up! Don't cut it anymore!"

"Brother! Brother Wuwei! My dear brother! Please let my hair go!"