"Hmph, I couldn't have asked for it!"
Lin Ranzhe moved the front of his body to keep himself ready to exert force at any time.
Uncle Mu Xuan nodded, seemingly satisfied with Lin Ranzhe's attitude.
He thought that a fight was about to start, but Lin Ranzhe didn't see any movement from Uncle Mu Xuan. He only felt his eyes blurred as his shoulders were held down.
"Let's change places."
Following these words, Lin Ranzhe felt a tearing sensation for a moment, and the surrounding scene also became blurry at the same time. When he came back to his senses, he found that the furniture in the place that was originally decorated like a living room had completely disappeared, and was replaced by a table with an unknown purpose that appeared next to him at an unknown time.
Lin Ranzhe's pupils shrank: "Shrink to the ground?"
Even though the surrounding walls and ceiling haven't changed much, by now, a fool should know that they have changed into a completely different place than before.
In ancient martial arts, the skill of Shuchi is different from superpowers, and no one specializes in it. If Shukuchi's ability is high, it also means that this ancient warrior is very powerful. This kind of Shuchi ignores obstacles and reaches the point of spatial transfer, and he has no power to resist. Lin Ranzhe has only encountered this kind of situation with his master Zhao Yukong!
A sense of pressure filled the air, and at the same time, this pressure also gave Lin Ranzhe a sense of challenge.
"Interesting." Lin Ranzhe pulled out a forced smile.
Uncle Mu Xuan smiled noncommittally, let go of his hand, and walked to the table.
"Come on, young man, put your hand up." He pointed to a blue screen at the end of the stage.
He didn't feel that there would be any danger here, but Lin Ranzhe still didn't reach out rashly: "What is this?"
"Huh? Are you better at fighting with bare hands?"
Uncle Mu Xuan unbuttoned his shirt and walked to the other side.
Lin Ranzhe reacted immediately: "You mean you can get weapons from this thing?"
He looked at the blue screen with a weird look on his face.
No matter how you look at it, this thing doesn’t look like a place to store weapons!
"Just press it if you are told. Where is all this nonsense!" Uncle Mu Xuan threw his black shirt towards the wall and hung it on the wall hanger. "Hurry up. Didn't Boss say that he will give you three special training?" ."
"Tsk."
Lin Ranzhe felt unhappy and had no choice but to put his hand on it.
As soon as he placed it on the blue screen, Lin Ranzhe suddenly felt a suction force firmly fixing his hand on it.
"Hold the grass, what the hell?!"
Lin Ranzhe was startled and quickly tried to break away. However, no matter how hard I tried, my hand seemed to be on top and I couldn't break free at all.
"Hey, why are you panicking? Just wait a moment."
Uncle Mu Xuan sighed.
"Get lost! What if you are a gay and you are plotting something against me!?" Lin Ranzhe yelled angrily, kicked his feet on the table, and continued to try.
Unexpectedly, such a sentence suddenly popped out of Lin Ranzhe's mouth. Uncle Mu Xuan opened his mouth and was stunned for a second or two.
Suddenly, he put his hands on his hips and pointed at Lin Ranzhe with one finger: "Don't tell me yet, I quite like your character."
"Hold the grass???" Lin Ranzhe, who was busy, looked over with a distorted face.
Just at this moment, Lin Ranzhe's hand heated up and the suction power disappeared. The other person fell backwards with the inertia and rolled twice on the ground.
"Hahaha, you are so funny, you don't tease me easily!" Uncle Mu Xuan laughed and clapped his hands.
Lin Ranzhe stood up suddenly, pointed at his nose and said: "Mmp, everyone should be scared by you!"
As he was talking, he discovered that there was a black bracelet on his wrist.
"What the hell is this?!" Lin Ranzhe stared at the bracelet, "Weapon??"
He noticed that the hand with the strap happened to be resting on the table.
"Well, weapons." Uncle Mu Xuan spread his hands.
The white shirt he was wearing under his coat had both sleeves rolled up. There was a black bracelet on his right wrist that was very similar to Lin Ranzhe's, but with more red patterns.
"Hmph~"
Lin Ranzhe became unusually quiet and carefully observed the bracelet for a while. Immediately afterwards, the right hand was held empty.
With this movement, a white stream of light appeared, and a shoulderless double-edged sword appeared in his hand.
"Okay, this thing is high-tech!" Lin Ranzhe observed the sword in his hand with great interest.
Without any warning, Lin Ranzhe flashed and appeared next to Uncle Mu Xuan, swinging the sword in his hand early.
Uncle Mu Xuan did not panic due to the surprise attack. A long stick appeared in his hand and he calmly blocked Lin Ranzhe's attack.
"You have good understanding." Uncle Mu Xuan smiled calmly, "I thought it would take some time for you to figure out how to use the bracelet."
"Who do you think I am?" A mad smile appeared on Lin Ranzhe's face, and the sword in his hand did not stop. "I am the contemporary weapons master!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white stream of light appeared again. The sword in Lin Ranzhe's hand turned into a spear. He held the second half and pressed the tip of the spear downward.
"The tone is quite loud."
Uncle Mu Xuan turned back to avoid the tip of the spear, and the long stick in his hand turned into arm armor covering his hands. He slid forward and punched Lin Ranzhe. Lin Ranzhe withdrew his spear in time, and Uncle Mu Xuan was hit on the barrel of the gun.
I don't know what material this spear was made of. Lin Ranzhe could feel the powerful force of this punch, but the barrel of the spear did not bend at all.
Lin Ranzhe didn't mind either and waved his spear to force Uncle Mu Xuan away. Uncle Mu Xuan chased after him, using his hands and feet to attack with a sound that broke the air.
"I only know of one person who is called the 'Contemporary Sword Master'. Weapons Master? But no one dares to call himself that."
"That's because I don't want to hang out in the world."
They were talking and typing. The weapons in their hands are also constantly changing, whether they are lightweight ones such as knives, spears, crutches, and claws, or heavy ones such as axes and hammers, they are all used very naturally and smoothly.
The types of weapons are limited to cold weapons. Both of them have offensive and defensive skills. On the surface, no one seems to be slightly better. However, Lin Ranzhe could feel that the other party did not use all his strength.
Uncle Mu Xuan has more practical experience than him!
Lin Ranzhe had no doubt about this.
"Not bad, young man, do you usually spar with others?"
Uncle Mu Xuan swung the nunchucks across Lin Ranzhe's face, just a hair's breadth away.
"Ah, occasionally there are a few opportunities."
Lin Ranzhe's short sword cut off a strand of Lin Ranzhe's hair. Immediately afterwards, the short sword turned into a heavy two-handed sword. He used the strength of running to slash with his big sword.
"It's still okay."
Uncle Mu Xuan dodged sideways.
Lin Ranzhe exerted force with both arms, intending to use the weight of the sword to hit him with the blade.
The light changed, and two pistols appeared in Uncle Mu Xuan's hands. One shot hit the sword, and the other shot forced Lin Ranzhe back.
The sword that lost its owner quickly turned into a point of light and merged into Lin Ranzhe's bracelet.
"How about we change the gameplay?" Rotating the two guns and raising them, Uncle Mu Xuan looked at Lin Ranzhe and asked, "This is more exciting for humans, but the terrain needs to be changed."
