The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Naturally, the boy didn't believe Chen Wei's words, so he withdrew his stick and attacked again.

He didn't believe that with the advantage of weapons, he couldn't win against this hateful guy.

Even my father couldn't grab the weapon with his bare hands, and this guy did it just now.

For every child when they were young, their father is omnipotent in their eyes, they are their backing, and they are also their pride.

Every child hopes that their father will be the most powerful person in the world.

Thinking of this, the boy became more and more angry. He twitched his thin black eyebrows, stabbed the wooden stick in the air, and slammed down.Since there is no flaw in the upper body, then I will focus on your lower body.

The fast-advancing wooden stick drew straight lines on the ground, and the leaves accumulated in the forest were blown up and scattered everywhere by the wind from the boy's crotch.

Chen Wei stepped back again and again, but he liked it more and more in his heart, what an elf kid!

Happy in his heart, Chen Wei remained unchanged, wanting to annoy this little guy so as to stimulate his greater potential, and said with a funny smile: "You little brat, why don't you listen to persuasion? I told you that you can't beat me!" ...Don't waste your energy, just kneel obediently and kowtow to your teacher."

The boy gritted his teeth and growled, wishing he could immediately hit Chen Wei on the head with a green bag the size of a fist.

At this time, a loud shout sounded from the hillside to the east: "Wu Na Qiang people, don't hurt Meng Qi!"

Chen Wei turned his head and saw that it was a boy wearing a short jacket and linen trousers. He was five or six years older than the boy, and he was also much taller.

The young man's surname is Pang and his first name is De.

He originally asked the boy to go home together, but accidentally saw the two fighting in the forest.Fearing that the boy would suffer, Pound dropped the firewood on his back, grabbed a stick, and rushed from the slope not far away.

As for the boy's name, I believe everyone can guess it without mentioning it. He is Ma Chao and Ma Mengqi, who will be regarded as the generals of the Qiang people in the future.

Pound's joining has injected new vitality into the fight, which was so close to victory.

Regardless of strength or speed, Pound is much stronger than Ma Chao.He turned [-] last month. No matter in terms of physical fitness or strength, Ma Chao, who is only nine years old, cannot compare.

Ma Chao specialized in the bottom game, while Pound made a fierce assault from above.

Under the tacit cooperation of the two, Chen Wei withdrew his hands and feet, dodged his upper body left and right, and had to follow suit with various footwork to deal with the interference and attack of that brat.

After a while, Chen Wei's actions gradually became awkward, a little overwhelmed, and he couldn't hold back.

Snapped!

Accompanied by a crisp beating sound, Chen Wei took three steps back in a hurry, made a pause gesture with his right hand, and swung his left hand whiningly.

Just now, he couldn't dodge it, and took Pang De's heavy stick on the back of his hand.

It's sour, it hurts.

"Why, you know you're afraid?" Seeing Chen Wei showing weakness and calling for a stop, Xiao Mengqi's face was slightly smug.

"I'm afraid of you two brats with no hair at all?"

Chen Wei rubbed the back of his left hand, showing disdain on purpose, looked at the two of them provocatively and shouted: "I didn't have a weapon, so you hurt me, if I had a weapon, I could win you two with my left hand. "

"Cut, cowhide king." Ma Chao twitched the corner of his mouth, full of contempt, thinking that Chen Wei couldn't bear to admit defeat, so he made such a lame excuse on purpose.

Also, how does the left hand use the gun?

Since he was born, Ma Chao has never seen anyone who can hold a gun with his left hand.

"Then do you dare to bet with me?" Chen Wei came and played hard to catch.

As a child, he always cares about winning or losing, and likes to be impulsive.

So the two of them heard Chen Wei's excitement, and immediately stomped the wooden stick in their hands on the ground, putting on an old-fashioned look: "What are you betting on?"

"I'll go find a stick later. If you two can touch me again, you'll win. Of course, I won't bully you two. If you say use your left hand, use your left hand."

Seeing the fish taking the bait, Chen Wei said incomparably, but his face was full of righteousness, and he set out his own conditions: "If I win, you two will have to worship me as a teacher, how about it? "

"This……"

The two looked at each other, their faces tangled, it is not a trivial matter to learn art from a teacher.

"It's fine if you're afraid, it's okay if you can't afford to lose."

Chen Wei showed a little impatience, and waved his hand, adding the last fire to the hearts of the two teenagers.

"Whoever is afraid, just gamble!"

The child's self-esteem is extremely high, how can he tolerate Chen Wei's contempt and underestimation, the two of them gritted their teeth and agreed.

"Good ambition!" Chen Wei praised it very much. The moment he turned to look for the guy in hand, he smiled at the corner of his mouth. Can a cooked duck be made to fly?

nonexistent.

After walking around in the forest for a couple of times, Chen Wei walked up to a young tree and checked it visually, it was about the thickness of two fingers.He stretched out his hand to break off the tree trunk, and picked off the upper branches. After finishing, it was probably at the same level as his eyebrows.

"Come on, brat!" Holding the wooden stick in his left hand, Chen Weichao hooked his fingers together and smiled conceitedly.

"Stop looking down on people, nagging ghost!" Ma Chao wrinkled his nose, shouted, and rushed directly.

Seeing this, Pang De feared that Ma Chao would make a mistake, so he followed closely.

When he was seven years old, there was a famine in Liangzhou, and he fled eastward with his parents.Later, for unknown reasons, his parents abandoned him by the side of the road. After that, Pound never saw his parents again.

It was Ma Teng who took him in, gave him room and board, and taught him martial arts.

Pound is a person who knows how to be grateful. He chops firewood, carries water and does farm work every day, and takes care of all the tedious affairs of the family, and never complains that he is tired.

For Ma Chao, Pang De almost watched him grow up little by little, took care of him, and regarded him as his biological brother in his heart.

On the other side, Lu Bu waited in the forest for a while, but still did not see Chen Wei coming back, so he got up to look for him.

Not far away, they heard the sound of fighting coming from the front.

Lu Bu quickened his pace, thinking that Chen Wei was in trouble.

When Shuzhi was about to get closer, he realized that the three people over there were crackling and fighting happily.After seeing the situation in the field, Lu Bu frowned slightly. Chen Wei is such a big man, why did he fight with the two urchins.

Ma Chao and Pang De, who were fighting in the arena, were covered in sweat and the heat was rising. They didn't care to wipe it off, and their hands became more and more violent.

However, no matter how many tricks he used, he still couldn't break through Chen Wei's defense. The stick in his hand was like a closed door, and water couldn't get in.

The strength of the two was gradually exhausted, and Chen Wei lost the idea of ​​continuing the fight.He first flicked away Ma Chao's thrusting wooden stick, forcing him back a few steps, then withdrew the stick in his hand, and suddenly attacked Pound, with a smile on his face: "I'll let you try my new trick, Wind and Rain! "

In an instant, the pierced wooden stick turned into countless phantoms, making it difficult for the eyes to distinguish the real from the fake, just like the rainstorm falling in the mountains and rivers, splashing countless water splashes.

Before Pound could react in the future, he was hit in the chest by Chen Wei and hit the ground backward.