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However, Liu'er's actions had already scared Duan Wu Village silly. The two of them had been fighting for close to thirty moves. He used all sorts of deadly moves, yet he did not manage to gain any advantage. Instead, he had him tear his own clothes apart. Duan Wucun wasn't blind; he could see Liu'er's black blade leaning by the door. If Liu'er had fought with that black blade, he might have already lost his life.

Duan Wucun had an extremely high level of face, and he was very proud of himself for comprehending the "metering iron shears". But unexpectedly, he was defeated by a sloppy-looking beggar with his bare hands. How could he swallow this resentment? Although he felt a chill on his back and was a bit apprehensive, his fury attacked his heart. Instead of retreating, he advanced instead. The iron shears angrily cut a few times before shouting, "This young master loves to move around too much. I didn't even measure his next move well. He's wasting his time for no reason!" As he spoke, the metal shears began to move in an unpredictable manner. They pierced Liu'er's waist, thighs, thighs, knees, and other areas, attacking her from the next path.

When Liu'er saw him back down and jump away, she thought that he would stop. Who knew that he would suddenly attack again, and with even more ferocity. Liu'er was slightly angry, and thought to herself, "If I don't let you suffer a little, you won't stop." There was no time to dodge to the door to grab the black blade. Duan Wucun's metal scissors would occasionally open wide, resembling the sharp teeth of a wild beast, and would bite towards Liu'er's lower abdomen. Sometimes it closed, like an iron awl, stabbing toward Liu'er's knees. Liu'er was dazzled by his gaze, not knowing whether it was real or fake.

This kung fu technique was different from the two hands. The hands were nimble and could block and attack. Although the strength of his legs was even greater, if he wanted his legs to be as nimble as his palms, he would have to put in a lot of effort. Liu'er knew nothing about martial arts. The only reason she could strike back with her palm was due to her body's instinctive reaction. He was like a villager who had no skills at all. When he saw the stick come chopping down on him, he would instinctively raise his arm to block it. It was just that Liu'er's inner strength was vigorous and her movement was swift. Her defensive position was different from an ordinary person's. The villagers' defense was actually to protect the brain. What was injured was the arm, whereas Liu'er's defense was to block the arm. This way, he would be able to counterattack. This was the logic behind the fist technique.

As for his legs, although Liu'er could see them clearly, she also knew that if she stepped on the iron shears, she would only need to kick his head. Even though he had such thoughts, how could he move his legs freely? Fortunately, Liu'er had learned the Loach Skill, so she couldn't kick him, so she had to dodge. Duan Wu Village half crouching body, see Liu'er flustered, the feet do not seem to lift up, determined that his leg is not good, one attack from him will succeed. Unexpectedly, Liu'er's waist and abdomen were abnormally twisted. She had already dodged the cut at her waist, and then her vision blurred. Her legs moved in a zigzag like a swimming snake, and dodged the cuts and stabs of her thighs and knees one after another, flashing to the base of the wall.

Duan Wucun's bewildered expression flashed as he quickly turned around and followed Liu'er. Liu'er wanted to get the knife, but she didn't expect the Loach Skill to be a zigzag evasion technique, instead of a straight line. When he reached the wall, he distanced himself even further from the door. Liu'er hesitated for a moment before she heard a soft groan. Suddenly, she remembered that the shop assistant who was sent flying was holding a ruler in his hand. In a flash of lightning, Liu'er was already in front of the shop assistant. She saw that the ruler had slipped out of her hand and landed on the table.

Liu'er felt a surge of joy in her heart. She quickly moved forward and caught the ruler in her hand. Before he could turn around, he suddenly felt a gust of wind at the bottom of his feet. Liu'er knew that Duan Wucun's iron shears had arrived, so she held the long ruler in her hand without panicking. She took a step forward and her body soared into the air, dodging the shank that was aimed at her calf. Then he stepped on the stage and stepped on the wall. Liu'er exerted strength into her waist, and her body was already horizontal in the air. The ruler in her hand followed suit and stabbed down, aiming at Duan Wuxiu's back.

The two of them went up and down, losing their focus. No matter how high Duan Wu Village's martial arts were, it was impossible for him to have eyes on the back of his head. Furthermore, the back of a person could not be twisted. If he wanted to dodge, he could only twist his waist and dodge. Seeing that he had nowhere to run, Duan Wucun could only give it his all. He recalled that the iron shears in his hands were sharp weapons, and the wooden ruler in Liu'er's hands were blunt weapons. If he had hit his opponent at the same time, his injuries would have been more severe than his own. Having made up his mind, he braced himself and pierced Liu'er's calf with the iron scissors.

Duan Wucun's calculations were not bad, but they were a bit wrong. Weapons in the martial arts world required an inch long and an inch strong. This kind of fighting where both sides were at a disadvantage was particularly obvious. His iron scissors were very large, but how could he grow an oversized ruler? Just as the tip of the shears was about to stab into Liu'er's calf, he suddenly felt a sharp pain from his back, followed by a numbing sensation from his body. His arm could no longer move forward even by half a step. Liu'er used the force of the long ruler to push off the wall with her feet. She jumped back, somersaulted in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.

Liu'er hacked down with her ruler. "Manager Duan, your longevity garment won't be able to be made today." Having his acupoints poked, Duan Wucun lay on the ground in a sorry state, listening to his taunting and ridicule from behind as he scolded, "I can't do it today, I can still do it tomorrow! "There will be a day when I will measure you personally." Liu'er had already restrained him, no longer angry. She smiled and said, "Today, I will destroy a pair of your techniques so that you won't be able to see it clearly again!" As he said this, he dodged to the side and stabbed the wooden ruler towards his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Duan Wucun didn't even bat an eyelid as he continued to shoot cold lights, as if he was an unwavering star. Liu'er's heart chilled. "This person is a bit unyielding." The ruler which had touched his eyelashes suddenly stopped, and thought: "This man will not admit defeat, but he is a man. Aren't tailors afraid of being blinded? " "Only after thinking carefully did she realize that eyes were not the most important thing to a tailor. Even if a good tailor was blind, he could still make others report his height and build, and cut out clothes for him.

Liu'er thought for a while, then she abruptly slashed down with the ruler in her hand towards the back of Duan Wu Village's hand, and said with a smile, "Manager Duan's hands are really nimble!" Duan Wucun's body trembled as he said in a stern voice, "Grandson! If you want to kill or cut me, feel free to do so. Why insult? " Liu'er laughed to herself. "He really cares about those hands more." The long ruler lightly slid across the back of his hand and said, "From the beginning, Shopkeeper Duan's words were completely unfathomable. I came to your cloth farm because I wanted to make a few sets of proper clothes. It's fine if Manager Duan wants to make me some kind of birthday suit. "I'm praising you for your good looks, why did you say I'm going to kill you?"

Duan Wucun had long since known that he didn't have good intentions, and it wasn't as simple as leaving off his clothes. He wanted to see what exactly Duan Ling Tian was up to, so he didn't say anything. Liu'er said: "I heard that White Pond Town has a rich man called Gongsun Mu. It was said that this person was very hospitable, and especially valued the martial artists of the martial arts world. I came to the town to look for you. I was hungry and had a big meal at the Flowing Phoenix Restaurant. The short boss of the Flowing Phoenix Restaurant was a very hospitable person. He entertained the young master with good wine and good dishes. He also told me that within a hundred miles, only Manager Duan was a good tailor and told me to come here to tailor my clothes. I didn't expect that Manager Duan would make a birthday suit for us. It really dissolves the mood! "

Duan Wucun lied on the floor and thought in his heart, "Good, short and fat Zhuang Dongquan, you pushed such a perverse person to me without reason!"