Chapter 4103 I won
Faced with his sister’s challenge, Chen’er naturally agreed happily.
"Okay, then let's learn from each other until we get there." He smiled.
Luo Baobao nodded excitedly, pulled open the Wujin soft whip with both hands, jumped to the side and set up a formation.
And Chen'er made a sword dance with the sword in his hand, holding it behind his back with one hand, taking steps forward, and making a 'please' gesture with the other hand.
"Brother, take the move, I'll come too!"
Luo Baobao's eyes were bright and his voice was as clear as a lark. He jumped up, opened up his formation and launched an attack towards Chen'er...
< br>Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua came from the front yard together. Yang Ruoqing was carrying a bucket in her hand. In the bucket were clothes that had just been washed in the pond at the entrance of the village.
The little flower is carrying a bamboo basket, which is half full of white radish with soil.
Xiao Hua went to the vegetable garden to pull this out in the morning, and brought some to Yang Ruoqing to add vegetables. They happened to meet each other at the gate of the yard, and the two of them entered the yard together.
When I came to the backyard, I heard the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong.
Yang Ruoqing could tell that there was a clash of weapons, but Xiaohua couldn't understand it.
"Sister, what are you doing in the backyard? Is Uncle Luo forging iron again? It's tinkling." Xiaohua asked curiously.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "You'll know when you see it later."
The two passed through the hand-chaosing corridor here. Xiaohua suddenly paused and looked at the people in front of the tree who were fighting. The two little brothers and sisters said in surprise: "Oh, why are these little brothers and sisters fighting?"
She subconsciously put down the basket she was carrying and went forward to start a fight, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.
"Don't panic, they are not fighting, they are comparing martial arts!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
“Huh?” Xiaohua looked stunned.
Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly, retracted her hand, and stood looking at the two criss-crossing little figures in front of her from a distance, her eyes reflecting the shadows of swords, and the corners of her lips curved with satisfaction.
Although these two children grew up to seven years old in different places, there was one thing that was very similar in their previous seven years of life.
That is martial arts.
The two children have been walking on horseback since they were young. Baby Luo was around four years old, and Chen'er even earlier.
Luo Baobao’s horse steps and a set of boxing techniques for strengthening the body were taught step by step by Luo Fengtang.
Luo Fengtang is a man who dotes on women and becomes a devil, but when it comes to martial arts training, he changes his normal attitude and becomes very serious.
So Baby Luo’s basic skills are very solid, and his body is stronger than that of children of the same age since he was a child.
Later, Luo Fengtang had a lot of affairs in the army and had no time to teach her, so Yang Ruoqing, a mother-in-law, taught her step by step.
What Yang Ruoqing taught Luo Baobao were the methods she learned in the organization in her previous life.
She comes from modern times and doesn’t know much about martial arts. She doesn’t know much about the martial arts realm pursued by the Baiyi Sect Master and the Zhuge Sect Master. She only knows one thing: practicing martial arts is to be practical.
No matter what martial arts method you use, you only need to do two things: First, protect your own life. Two, take other people’s lives.
So now looking at Luo Baobao's moves, Yang Ruoqing has to say that they are indeed tricky.
With this skill, Yang Ruoqing is not worried at all about Luo Baobao being bullied by other students in school, even senior students.
"Sister, when did these two children learn such good martial arts? Look, these two people are going back and forth, beating me with fear, but they themselves are not panicking. Busy, it’s really amazing!”
Xiaohua’s surprised voice came from her ears. Yang Ruoqing smiled, her eyes still following the figures of the two children, but she said to Xiaohua: "It has been several years. The two children have been learning martial arts. Your brother-in-law said that girls should also keep fit outside. He can protect himself."
"As for Chen'er, the grandfather who adopted him also worked hard to avoid burning," she said.
Xiaohua nodded repeatedly, "Sister, I am a layman and I don't understand very well. These two children are fighting like this. Who is more powerful? I look at this going back and forth, and it seems that the baby is stronger?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled again and shook her head gently.
“From a layman’s perspective, it seems that the baby is mostly on the offensive and Chen’er is on the defensive. But to an expert, one can see that Chen’er has control over the overall situation and can move forward and retreat with ease. ”
In a word, Bao Bao is good, but Chen’er is even better.
Chen'er was giving in to the baby, and she was doing so very skillfully. The baby in the middle of the game couldn't feel that she was being given up all the time, so she was competing very energetically and with great interest.
This further proves that Chen'er's martial arts cultivation is far superior to that of Bao Bao.
Baby's cultivation level can be used to bully classmates in the school, but outside it seems a bit green, which requires time to polish and temper. After all, she is only a nine-year-old girl.
But Chen'er is different.
When a person's martial arts cultivation reaches a certain level, he can break through the limitations caused by age and body and find other ways to make up for this shortcoming.
With four ounces and a thousand pounds, Yang Ruoqing clearly felt that Chen'er's skills had improved a lot compared to when they first met.
When they first met, she could easily subdue him, but now, she probably has to waste a lot of strength.
Those who require her to spend a lot of effort to subdue are difficult to subdue.
So, Chen'er is naturally more powerful!
Neither Yang Ruoqing nor Xiaohua walked over, they just stood here and waited until their sparring session ended successfully.
"Are you tired from playing? Let's take a rest." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
The two children turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua walking towards them. Luo Baobao put away his whip and ran to Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua panting.
"Mom, aunt, when did you come here? Did you see me and my brother gesticulating?"
Xiaohua said excitedly: "I've been here for a while, and I saw you two. Neither of you came over to disturb me during the martial arts competition. My aunt saw it all. You two You are all so powerful. You are so young, and you can dance with whips and swords so well that my aunt’s eyes are dazzled by them. I am afraid that you two are injured, but you are not injured anywhere, right?”
Facing Xiaohua's high praise, Luo Baobao's face was filled with joy and he was as proud as a little rooster.
"How could it be hurt? My brother and I are just competing, and we'll stop at that point!" Luo Baobao said.
Then, she came closer to Yang Ruoqing. Xiaoqiao's face was covered with a blush from exercise, which was as beautiful as Caixia.
"Mom, you are an expert. Can you tell me which one is better, me or my brother?" Luo Baobao asked again.
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Same awesome, tied for first place!"
"Ouch!"
Luo Baobao curled his lips, "I knew Mommy must be in the same league. , don’t offend twice!”
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, put down the bucket in her hand, and took out a handkerchief to wipe baby Luo's sweat.
"You two have your own merits, and your martial arts skills are different. You are a sister, a girl. If you can compete with your brother like this, in my mother's eyes, you have won." Yang Ruoqing added. road.
Hearing this, Luo Baobao jumped up excitedly and said excitedly to Chen'er who was packing up his sword and coat over there: "Brother, did you hear that? Mom said I won!"
(End of this chapter)