The two sides were less than five steps away, and Zhu Da regretted it as soon as he moved forward. He should have retreated farther just now, and there was no way to speed up these few steps.

Just as he was about to remind Zhou Qingyun, he felt that Yuan Biao, opposite him, leaned forward, as if he was about to pounce on him at any time. However, this change in his posture made Zhu Da dare not move, for fear of turning around or being pounced on him by the other party. These five steps could not ensure safety at all.

Facing Yuan Biao who seemed to be prepared, Zhu Da dared not be careless at all. He felt that the other party could attack at any time. If he was slow, he would probably be passive. He had to get up quickly and run, otherwise he would be beaten.

Thinking of this, Zhu Da was about to rush forward, but Zhou Qingyun beside him reacted faster than him. He roared and stabbed him with a wooden stick. But at this fast and slow, the two of them immediately couldn't maintain coordination. Yuan Biao lifted the stick and wiped the stick around Zhou Qingyun's neck.

"You are dead!" the old man said with a smile, then stepped forward and stabbed straight, pointing at Zhu Da's chest. If it was a battle between real swords and guns, the battle would be one's neck was cut open and the other was stabbed in the chest.

Yuan Biao took the stick and said relaxedly: "Come again!"

Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun took more than ten steps back at the same time. They heard the low voices behind them. Neither of them looked back. It was probably the guy from the Salt Stack Semi-Colon to watch the fun.

After all, the exercise time was a little short, and during several intense activities, Zhu Da was a little breathing, and Zhou Qingyun was still normal. Observing the seemingly relaxed and meaningless standing posture of the old man, Zhu Da suddenly realized that Yuan Biao might not have taken the initiative just now, but that posture suppressed people, forcing him and Zhou Qingyun to get lost.

"Let's not be anxious, walk over slowly, suddenly separate when you are three or four steps away, fight from both sides, and just follow what you said just now." Zhu Da said in a muffled voice.

Zhou Qingyun nodded, hesitated and reminded him: "Don't think about cheating. If I hadn't stopped just now, Uncle Yuan would have knocked me over."

"I understand!" Zhu Da did not refute. Sometimes he did have the intention of taking shortcuts, because his knowledge and thinking were all adults, and he would not be as simple and direct as a young man. Zhou Qingyun was familiar with him and could find some rules.

Although this was harsh, Zhu Da accepted it all, because the old man opposite him had a full crush on his strength and had no chance to take advantage of the situation. If he was smart, he would probably suffer a great loss.

The two of them walked slowly forward, guarding against Yuan Biao's surprise attack while walking, but Yuan Biao stood there and commented leisurely: "Your foundation is too bad, one is simple, the other is not even in posture. You have to practice martial arts to make you feel good. You have to be hard-working. You have to be hard-working. You really don't know what the scholar thinks, and you can cause such trouble for me."

Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun ran quickly. The two of them first looked outward and then turned back. They thought Yuan Biao would wait there to meet the enemy, but they didn't expect that Yuan Biao would move with Zhou Qingyun. As soon as Zhou Qingyun turned around, he was knocked on the forehead by a stick. Then Yuan Biao turned to Zhu Da and faced the enemy. Zhu Da knew that he was not the opponent at all, so he had to stop helplessly.

Seeing the old man trying to stop his power, Zhu Da smiled bitterly and raised his stick and said, "Uncle Yuan is really a strong man, I have admitted defeat."

As he said, his feet moved forward and prepared for a sneak attack. Zhu Da felt that this was not a trick, and the wooden stick did not touch his body. The battlefield or private battles were also a strategy. You can always encounter it as long as you get close.

After several rounds of struggle, Zhu Da was already angry. After killing the bandits with Zhou Qingyun, he felt that he had some combat power, but today he was kneaded flat and round like dough, and he was really unwilling to accept it.

Seeing that he was about to reach the front and was about to swing the stick, Yuan Bo smiled and started to do it first. The wooden stick in his hand lit it directly on Zhu Da’s chest. Although it had no strength, it was very fast and there was no time to resist.

"Who can't tell you such a little bit of your thoughts?" Yuan Biao teased. After saying that, he waved his stick and urged him: "Come again."

When Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun retreated a dozen steps away, Yuan Biao raised his voice and said, "Since you have taken action, there is nothing kind of kindness and polite. You should be fooled into being a fool. Don't be so real."

Originally, Zhou Qingyun wanted to say a few words, but he didn't say anything when he heard this.

"Come on the way, don't run away!" Zhu Da said.

The two rushed forward, but Zhu Da was ruthless this time. He probably waved his stick towards the old man's blind side. Zhu Da judged that there might be a blind spot in the other side, and there were always some flaws. However, the old man's movements were very fast, just now he had a few swings. After solving Zhou Qingyun twice, he turned around and adjusted his pace, and then hit Zhu Da.

"I still don't care about any kindness. He can't see clearly when he is blind. We will fight there, and we can always take advantage of it!" Zhu Da said gritting his teeth.

Zhou Qingyun wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands and said in a muffled voice: "I hug his waist, you can do it!"

The breath-holding competition just now made Zhou Qingyun's true fire come out. The two agreed, took a few breaths there, calmed down their condition, and then ran forward.

This time, he ignored it. When he approached about five steps, Zhou Qingyun threw the wooden stick out directly. It was a bit dangerous to throw it at close range. Yuan Biao reacted very quickly and threw it out. He had waved his arms and rod out and knocked the wooden stick away. Zhou Qingyun spread his arms and was about to hug him, but Yuan Biao just turned sideways and touched the end he held on his forehead. Zhou Qingyun immediately deflated, but his movements were too fierce but he couldn't stop. He touched the old man before dodging.

Zhu Da had already turned to another direction at this time, and what he was facing at this moment was Yuan Biao’s blind spot!

The other party cannot see it, and it is not easy to turn around in a short period of time. He should be able to hit it. Zhu Da was excited, but his hands were not slow.

But at this moment, Yuan Biao turned his wrist and turned into an inverted wooden stick, poking backwards, hitting Zhu Da's chest!

The old man didn't use much strength, but Zhu Da's movements were too fierce and could no longer hold back. His body hit him, and his chest was painful and he couldn't lift any strength.

If it was a real sword, it would be deadly now. Zhu Da could figure this out, so he didn't continue to move. Moreover, he also figured out another thing. Seeing the old man holding a wooden stick and poking it back so skillfully, it was not a temporary reaction at all. It was probably a routine that was tempered.

Think about it more, the blind spots in the field of vision caused by Yuan Biao's one eye are probably not his weakness, but his trap to lure the enemy. Judging from his reaction just now, the effect of his previous attack on the "blind spots" was deliberately exposed by Yuan Biao...

At this moment, Zhu Da could no longer see any possibility of hitting the old man. The tense force just now also loosened. The fatigue after the intense activity suddenly appeared. He immediately felt his body sore and he couldn't even lift his little finger. He was gasping for breath. Zhou Qingyun, who was passing through the old man, was better, but he couldn't get there.

Yuan Biao smiled and turned his head to look at it, flashed a few steps from the middle of the two, and asked jokingly: "Do you still want to fight?"

"No more fighting, no more fighting, Master Yuan, we both never felt that we were great. You are so capable, the younger generation will definitely learn hard and will not be fooled." Zhu Da said gasping for breath.

The old man Yuan Biao raised his eyebrows, waved his arm, and stopped at Zhu Da's nose, and said with a smile: "You guy talks a lot, and you must have a lot of thoughts."

The simple action caused a whistling sound of the wind, which scared Zhu Da to his body.

"But then again, you two can practice, they both have the courage to fight and fight. They also know that they are trying to get in touch. I am not praising you randomly. You two don't regard this competition as a fight."

Yuan Biao may have appreciation or jokes on his face, but Zhu Da can only distinguish it from his tone. If he looks at his expression, he will only feel hideous and ferocious.

"You two are not slow and have a flexible mind. They are not very good at foundation and poor ability. They practice first. It is not convenient to go out these days. You are running around against the wall. I don't say you can't stop. Go quickly. If you don't listen, you will have to beat him!" Yuan Biao shouted, and in order to intimidate, he pulled out the wooden stick in his hand. Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun did not dare to neglect and started running immediately.

Yuan Biao looked at Zhu Da and the others very obediently, nodded with satisfaction, grabbed something and said, "The most important thing in practicing martial arts is to practice running. Whether you rush over or escape, you rely on your legs. There is another one you don't understand. If you run too much, your upper body will be stable and you will have strength. What's the use of just gestures? How many people in the border army have practiced this? How many people have practiced this."

He said it very rudely. Of course he was qualified to be rude, but he had the intention of accuse Xiang Bo. Before Zhu Da could speak, Zhou Qingyun ran over there and said, "We run too, we also use the stone lock to practice our strength."

Running was proposed by Zhu Da. Xiang Bo would allow it if he thought it was useful, but now Zhou Qingyun argues with emotion, so Zhu Da will not expose it.

"I will say whatever I say. If you dare to be stubborn, you will suck you!" Yuan Biao roared, and the two of them immediately did not dare to speak out.

Although the yard of Yanzhan is much bigger than that of the Qin family, it still looks narrow when you can run and circle, and it is very uncomfortable to run. There are goods and debris piled up by the wall. Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun originally wanted to get around, but they were ordered to climb over and jump over, and they were stumbled and ran very uncomfortable.

However, Zhu Da had no complaints, and Zhou Qingyun was silent. No one could figure out the truth, and the two were even more impressed by the martial arts displayed by Yuan Biao.

If it were outsiders, the competition just now was like a joke, but Zhu Da, who was serious and devoted, could feel thrilling. If it were a real sword and a gun, he and Zhou Qingyun would have been dead several times. If Yuan Biao used his strength, he would probably be in pain when he met him.
Chapter completed!