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The small vest that is convenient for movement exposes the lower abdomen, and the white bandages that are common to boxers are hidden on the hands. The denim shorts are tied with a brown belt, and the black silk with holes is as powerful as ever.

A pile of chopped firewood was in her hand, and she casually put it on the ground.

Swordsman Tower looked at the pile of firewood: "Isn't it all made by you from the tree?"

Flint looked at him strangely: "No. How could it be possible to hit such a well-shaped firewood by hand?"

"That's true." Dao Keta sat up from the chair, "I just saw you outputting at the tree from a distance, and thought you were lighting firewood."

"I just use the tree as an object of practice, just move my body."

"I see."

Flint sat down on the chair next to him, bent over, put his arms on his knees, and began to adjust the bandages on his hands: "You, why didn't you fight just now?"

Dao Keta was admiring the unique aesthetics of the ripped black silk. He was taken aback when he heard this, and lifted his eyes from her lap, looking at her somewhat rebellious face: "What?"

"I said, why didn't you fight just now?" Flint pointed to his position, "I saw four people surrounding you, looking aggressive, thinking that they would see a wonderful duel, but they left .”

"At first, I also thought that I would be beaten, but in the end, I successfully avoided this dispute by virtue of my superb... superb eloquence and tactics."

"Why?" Flint spoke bluntly, asking why without any foreshadowing.

"What and why? Why did you get beaten or why did you have such a superb eloquence?" Swordsman Tower began to talk eloquently, "For the former, I have to start with Gavill and the others cooking, and for the latter, I have to start with my past experience Speaking of which, this one is more complicated, but it just so happens that I have regained my energy after squinting for a while, so I can have a good talk with you..."

"I'm asking why you didn't fight?" Flint adjusted and tightened the bandage again, with a warlike light in his eyes, "I will definitely not miss this rare opportunity to fight."

Dao Keta didn't expect her thinking to be like this, so she could only respond weakly: "Didn't we go out for a leisurely vacation today..."

"That's not it!" Flint stood up, his voice suddenly became louder, and his emotions became high-spirited, "The so-called strong is to keep fighting and not relax at any time, so that you can reach the peak!"

The voice of Swordsman Tower became weaker: "Look, today we enjoy the river view and the flowers, isn't it good..."

"Flowers are really good, you have a good eye." Flint actually agreed with part of what he said, and this combative girl seemed to like flowers quite a bit, "However, to be honest, there are no flowers near the river. what flower."

"That's right."

"So, let's fight!" Flint approached from the chair over there, and walked to his side.

"You changed the subject a bit abruptly."

"It's not abrupt at all. It just so happens that you didn't fight just now, and now you have physical strength."

Flint took another step closer, and the two of them were close to touching each other.

Dao Keta was sitting, she was standing, they were almost the same height.

Flint 1.4 meters four.

He thought the girl was a little cute, so he couldn't help but reached out and touched her head: "You're cute...ah no, I mean small and exquisite... er, that's right, smaller... eh, it doesn't seem right ..."

"You bastard!" Flint's forehead is full of veins. She may not be familiar with the popular idiom "small and exquisite", but she is still very sensitive to these keywords: cute, small, and mini.

She directly grabbed the collar of Dao Ke Tower angrily: "I am the strongest and tallest warrior of our clan, and you actually look down on me... Fighting ability has nothing to do with height!"

Dao Keta knew he had said something wrong, and tilted his head with a wry smile: "Yes, yes, you are right, I was the one who said something wrong. Um...yes, you know, that's what it means."

The classics are getting darker and darker.

"Questions and answers are useless! Let's fight! Let's talk with our fists!" Hearing his words, Flint calmed down after being angry, loosened his clothes and took a step back. However, there was probably no escape from the fight.

"Well, I really just want to relax and enjoy the holidays."

The Swordsman Tower was helpless, looking into the distance, Gavial and the others probably had to cook for a while, and they couldn't come back for the time being, besides, there didn't seem to be many people nearby.

He stood up from the chair: "Okay, very good, although it was a misunderstanding, but since you have sent out an invitation to fight, Flintstone, I have to respect you, so let's decide the winner with you!"

"Come on!" Flint became excited, he probably didn't care about the rudeness of the Swordsman Tower just now, and now his attention is all on the upcoming "dignified" battle.

"Wait a minute!" Just as she took a step back and prepared to charge up, Dao Keta reached out to stop her in time, "About this battle, I want to put forward a restriction."

Flint was a little impatient, she pressed the knuckles of her fist, and was about to charge, but he raised conditions again.

"What conditions?"

Dao Keta pointed to several tents next to him: "Go and fight in the tent."

"What??" Flint looked over, but didn't react for a while, "What kind of restriction is this? The tent is so small, how can you use it?"

He sent a provocative look: "Why, are you afraid?"

"I've never been afraid." Suishi's words were calm and confident, and she seemed to be telling the truth, but her expression told Swordsman Tower that she had been successfully provoked.

The radical method, the eternal god, is simple but practical.

"Don't be afraid, then fight in the tent."

"I'm not afraid, but I'm not reckless either." Flint restrained his urge to fight, "You invited me to fight in the tent for no reason, I suspect you set a trap."

"Yes, very sensible." Swordsman Tower applauded.

"Tell me the reason. There is a reason. It doesn't matter if I fight inside with you."

He raised a finger: "First of all, Longmen is a harmonious city. Even though it's a suburb, it's not good to fight or kill. If you fight in public, the influence will be bad."

Flint looked left and right: "Do you see anyone around here? These are all empty campsites. You are afraid of scaring others, and I am afraid that there will be no audience."

Dao Keta had a strange expression on his face: "Are you the type that others will be more excited by looking at you?"

Flint and his radio waves did not match: "A fighter needs to defend his honor. When he is a spectator, he will often explode with stronger fighting power."

"Oh, so, okay." He nodded, "But now that there is no one, it doesn't mean that there will be no one for a while. If the staff at the campground sees us fighting, maybe they will come to persuade us to fight. This is really not good. ?”

Flint thought for a while: "Indeed. People here always want to persuade peace when they see a battle. It's strange. Shouldn't you be watching the battle with full anticipation to see who wins? You can also learn from it."

"The customs are different in different places." Dao Keta stretched out his second finger, "Since you agree with the first point, then I will go on to the second point. Fighting in the environment. The strong will not be afraid even under various restricted conditions, and can also show their own strength, so it makes sense to fight in a small space like a tent, right?"

Flint did not refute this time, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, this reason is very reasonable. It seems that you have your own understanding of combat."

"of course."

In his battles, Dao Keta has also faced difficult challenges in various environments and conditions, and is quite conscious.

No matter what kind of battle, its essence is interoperable.

As the saying goes, one knows everything, and what he has learned in his kind of battle is also applicable to Flint's kind of battle.

"Finally." Dao Keta stretched out his third finger, "Actually, I am better at fighting in... such a small and concealed place. It can be said to be my advantage. How dare you fight in my advantage?" place to challenge me?"

"Hmph." Flint snorted with a smile, "Okay, as I said, I won't be timid, so let me beat you well in your field of expertise."

"Your enlightenment is exciting, and I am impressed." Swordsman Tower sincerely praised, and then made a gesture of invitation with his left hand, "Then, let's go, which is your tent?"

"Go fight in my tent?"

"Yes." He casually gave a reason, "I have an environmental advantage, at least choose in your tent, you are more familiar with it."

"Alright." Flint turned around, "I'm that brown tent, let's go."

"The color matches your skin so well, it's beautiful."

"...Don't talk about things that have nothing to do with the battle."

then.

With Flint in front and Swordsman Tower behind, the two entered the tent.

What happened next can only be described outside the tent.

Because after entering the Swordsman Tower, the first thing to do is to zip up the tent.

Through the tent, Flint could be heard asking, "Why did you close the tent?"

"Oh, didn't you say that it's easy to be disturbed by others? This is for our battle to proceed safely."

"The management staff of the camp, they won't care about the affairs inside the tent anyway..." Flint's voice paused, "Forget it, it doesn't matter, come on, this can always start, right?"

"Of course." The voice of Swordsman Tower, "Shall we start with a simple sparring to warm up?"

"What do you mean by simple sparring?"

"It refers to wrestling. Do you understand wrestling? It means that we hug each other's shoulders and see who can knock each other down."

"Is it necessary? Can't you hit it directly?"

"Oh, sorry, this one does have a size advantage, it's more difficult for you."

"Come!"

Everyone has weaknesses. Flint said he didn't care about height, but he was so easy to be provoked in this respect.

The sound in the next tent.

First, they were quiet for a while, probably because they each put their hands on each other's shoulders, in the preparation stage.

There was a short sound of Swordsman Tower being beaten in pain.

Flint noticed something was wrong, lightly.

"This is the fighting technique you used when you sparred with us in the activity room last time?"

"Yes, how about it, I only used [-]% of my strength, be afraid."

"Hmph! Whoever is afraid of you, just come!"

Immediately afterwards, Suishi suddenly felt the somewhat high-pitched voice of the sword tower's combat skill level increasing.

"This... what kind of strange fighting technique is this!"

"Never mind what it is, I might win this battle."

"Don't think that this level can defeat me!"

The Swordsman Tower didn't react to the sound of being attacked by surprise.

The sound of two people falling to the ground.

The sound of wrestling and rolling on the ground.

If you look carefully from outside the tent, you can vaguely see two figures inside the tent, fighting fiercely.

Sometimes the Swordsman Tower has the upper hand, crushing the small and nimble flint below.

Sometimes Flint gets the upper hand and holds the Swordsman Tower down.

Although she is not tall, she has amazing strength. From this aspect, Swordsman Tower is not her opponent.

but.

As time goes by, with the continuous improvement of the swordsman tower's combat skill level, he gradually gains the advantage, while Flint gradually loses the disadvantage.

The number of swordsman towers on it is increasing, and the number of times flint is on it is decreasing.

Flint's original heroic voice gradually became limp, girlish, and... strange.

"You... ha... ha... your fighting method, I... have never seen it... amazing..."

Flint was out of breath, she had a very accurate judgment of the scene, and knew that she was about to lose in this competition.

"Thank you, my little ability is not worth mentioning." Even though the result of the victory was clear, Dao Keta did not relax and did not underestimate her, and focused on coping while talking, "Well, now, I can declare my victory ?"

"Ah! This is, my last! One blow!" Flint tried his last counterattack with the last strength left in his weak body.

However, her strength has been exhausted by the sword tower's special fighting skills, but she is struggling in vain.Even though the Swordsman Tower swayed, it quickly regained control of the situation.

"...Well, I lost this time."

Flint is very straightforward. If you lose, you lose. She is not someone who can afford to lose.

"Although I can't understand your fighting skills, you are very strong. I admit this. From now on, I will regard you as a strong man worthy of respect."

"Cough, thank you, you don't need to be so polite." Swordsman Tower actually felt a little guilty about this victory, so he humbly accepted Flint's surrender.

"However, I will definitely challenge you again in the future. Next time, I will definitely be stronger than this time."

"Well, this, I believe."

Flint is the second time to experience this wonderful feeling, and it is normal for the resistance to be low. After experiencing it thoroughly this time, there must be improvement in the future.

Swordsman Tower bowed his head: "So, we must cherish this opportunity."

Flint wondered, "What do you mean?"

"It means, next, it's time for me to enjoy the fruits of victory."

Chapter 458 327. A Little Strange Camping ([-])