Martial Arts World

　　 "We will not let you lose your underwear!"

　　 Lin Sha was expressionless, took over the reins from the soldiers, and turned his horse away, leaving only the stunned little fat man standing on the spot.

　　 and his entourage came to the General Armed Forces Office and went straight to the small training martial arts ground behind the Office. Sure enough, there were already a lot of colleagues in the military, and even Chief Hu Guozhu and Hu General Staff were all in the ranks, and they were all talking with great interest.

　　Linsha's arrival caused a little commotion. Chief Hu Da also beckoned him and asked him if he really wanted to learn from the guards around him. Linsha certainly should be.

　　 General Manager Hu smiled and said nothing, as long as he was careful not to get hurt, Lin Sha respectfully left his face but it was not good-looking. Who did the expressions of the colleagues around Nima watching the monkey show look at?

　　 After the matter is self-evident, obviously Cang sent a guard, not very satisfied with the situation at present, a face is stinky from the beginning to the beginning of the study, did not leave Lin Sha any good face.

　　 "Master Tusi, please!"

　　 "hair guard, please!"

　　 The two didn't make too many courtesies. After playing, they greeted each other and opened their posture. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

　　 Point Cang sent a good hand hair guard to hold the steel sword, tap the foot under the shape of a swift wind rushing forward, the tip of the sword is as fast as a meteor cold awn flashing, pointing straight at Lin Sha chest.

brush!

　　 Lin Sha's short ash gun with a length of one meter two and three shook slightly, the red tassel under the gun head fluttered like fire, and the hair was like lightning, and then came straight to the bristle to guard the wrist of the sword.

　　 The Cang faction's swordsmanship was extraordinary. In the face of Lin Sha's sudden stabbing, Mao Weiwei was not shocked. The long sword in his hand flicked slightly to change the stabbing and swept.

　　飕!

　　 Linsha's wrist was slightly uncheckable, and he shook it straight, stabbing at the short gun of Mao Weiwei's sword wrist, the barrel suddenly turned sharply, and the sharp gun head turned instantly, and the point of the gun was not allowed to be on the body of the steel sword.

Ding!

　　 A clear sound of the symphony of gold and iron came out. Lin Sha's short gun suddenly arched by the force of the anti-reaction force, and then shot with a whistle gas burst and hit the Mao guarding face!

Mao Weiwei only felt a great force on the sword, and he could not hold the sword with a numb palm. His heart was shocked by Lin Sha’s great strength. Suddenly the face door was scratched and it hurt. A whistling air burst into the eardrum. Loud, suddenly panicked and stepped a little harder.

brush!

　　 As the spear tip appeared, Mao's body had disappeared.

　　 Light power, again light power!

　　 Lin Sha slammed his face expressionlessly, but he was already scolded in his heart. The most annoying thing about him coming to the world of Luding is the light work that made him puzzled.

　　To tell the truth, he was slightly disappointed in his heart.

　　 point Cang [The sword skill and light skill of the faction are really good, he has to admit this. It is a pity that Mao Weiwei's strength is a little bit worse, at most it is only Mingjin's mid-level level, and his victory will be no suspense.

　　 This time, he originally came with a feeling of mastery of fighting, but unfortunately he overestimated the strength of Mao Weiwei...

brush! brush! brush!

Mao Weiwei didn't dare to carelessly, and he displayed the light body kung fu with a dignified look, flickering in the front and back, the shape of the body was uncertain and untraceable, the long sword in his hand turned into a bit cold, and his hand was elegant and clever. Swordsmanship was used to cover Lin Sha from all directions.

　　He secretly cried miserably in his heart at this time. He didn't expect Linsha, the little dusi, to be so powerful. If he simply worked hard, he was not an opponent at all.

　　As long as I knew this, I shouldn’t have accepted this kind of discussion.

　　咻咻咻……

In the face of Mao's guerrilla warfare and the cold mountain that came from all directions, Lin Sha calmly danced the windmill with a short gun in his hand. The dragon went out to the sea, the poisonous snake spit the letter, pointing east and west, and the dense gun shadows protected him. Not to mention all the attacks of the **** guards, but also used fierce counterattacks from time to time!

He stepped on a unicorn step and wobbled back and forth in a small circle of three meters. The short gun suddenly burst out in his hand, forcing the hair guard who had just prepared for a sneak attack to hurry to avoid, the body of the short gun fluttered into the moon with a slight jitter, and the gun chased Mao Weiwei flew away suddenly.

When the hair guards flashed again to avoid, Linsha was already waiting on the side, the short gun in his hand was silently drawn, the body guard fluttered again and flickered away again, Linsha's short gun had turned like a dragon and wrapped around the front .

　　 Ding Ding Ding......

Mao Weiwei was disturbed by Lin Sha’s fascinating gunfire, and the sword in his hand danced tightly, and the sound of Ding Ding Ding’s weapons collided with the ears, but for a moment, Kung Fu was already panting and vain, showing his successor. Fatigue is hard to last.

　　The situation is so obvious, let alone the mutual understanding of both sides, even the military attachés who are used to fighting in the battlefield can also see the famous, and they can't help but look at each other with surprise in their hearts.

　　 "No, Linsha is such a tough boy, not even a master is a rival?"

　　 "The facts are in front of you, is it interesting to say this?"

　　 "Hey, I really can't see it. Linsha, the boy, is so great!"

　　 "......"

The officials whispered, and the sound of discussion floated into Hu Guozhu's ears, and there was a whisper in the corner of his mouth. It was inevitable that he would whisper. Was the good hand sent by the elder Zhangren squandering his name? www.wuxiahere.com ?

　　Even if he didn’t want to believe it, he would almost remind him of this fact from time to time on the small training ground!

　　 "Mao Mao, eat me this trick!"

At this time, the situation in the small training ground suddenly changed, and I saw Lin Sandstorm screaming, the short gun like a dragon went out to the sea, and pulled out with a violent explosion, and was evaded by the hair guard who reacted in time. Ever.

　　 The body of the short gun that could be swept across slightly shivered, and suddenly bent into a semi-circle in the air, pumped back again by the force of rebound, and was evaded by the leaping hair guard.

Lin Sha was not discouraged, there was no sign of stopping the movement in his hand, the body of a short gun kept bending and whipping back and forth, and the sound of the ears exploded in a series of bursts, and the sound of the guards of the hair was no less important, and he was forced to be embarrassed. The merits have no power to fight back.

　　咻!

　　 Suddenly recovered like a rolling dragon, Lin Sha also stopped standing in time, with a smile on his face, he lighted up to the sweaty hair guard who was shocked and sweated, and said politely: "Mao guard, let me!"

　　 whispering......

　　 The hair guard was covered with sweat all over his face, and even a plume of water vapor appeared on the top of his head, and he was breathing heavily, but for a moment, the foot was already wet.

　　 "You are very kind, Master Kungfu really takes it seriously, Mao admires it!"

　　Guardian Mao relieved himself, and hurriedly stopped to salute Lin Sha Gongshou. He had a great affection for Lin Sha in his heart, so he would save his face, and he would have a chance to return in the future...