Facing her sister's challenge, Chen'er naturally readily agreed.

"Okay, then let's learn from each other until we get there." He smiled.

Luo Baobao nodded excitedly, pulled open the black gold soft whip with both hands, jumped to the side and set up a formation.

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 initiative, I'll come too!"

Luo Baobao's eyes were bright, and his voice was as clear as a lark. He jumped up from his feet, opened up his formation and launched an attack towards Chen'er...

Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Hua 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.

Xiaohua was carrying a bamboo basket, half filled with soil-covered white radishes.

Xiaohua went to the vegetable garden in the morning to pluck these, 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 went into the yard together.

When I came to the backyard, I heard the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong.

When Yang Ruoqing heard it, she could tell it was weapons clashing, 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 of them walked through the hand-chaosing corridor here. Xiaohua suddenly paused and looked at the two little brothers and sisters who were fighting under the tree in front of them. She said in surprise: "Oh, why are these little brothers and sisters fighting?"

She subconsciously put down the basket she was carrying and moved 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.

"Ah?" 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 training.

The two children started walking on horseback since they were young. Baby Luo was about 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.

Therefore, 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 understands 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, save your own life; second, take the life of others.

So looking at Luo Baobao's moves at this moment, Yang Ruoqing had to say that he was 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 are not afraid.

"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 in a hurry, they are really powerful

ah!"

In his ears, Xiaohua's surprised voice came.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, her eyes still following the figures of the two children, but she said to Xiaohua: "It has been several years, and the two children have been learning martial arts. Your brother-in-law said that girls should also keep fit outside.

Can protect itself.”

"As for Chen'er, he was raised by the grandfather who adopted him, and he also worked hard not to burn himself." She said.

Xiaohua nodded repeatedly, "Sister, I am a layman and I don't understand very well. Between these two children, who is more powerful? Looking at this back and forth, it seems that the baby is stronger?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled again and shook her head gently.

"From a layman's point of view, it seems that the baby is mostly on the offensive and Chen'er is on the defensive. But to an expert, you can see that Chen'er has control of the overall situation and can move forward and retreat with ease and ease."

In a word, Baobao is good, but Chener 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.

With Bao Bao's cultivation, he can bully his classmates in school, but outside he looks a bit green, which requires time to hone and hone. After all, he 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.

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.

If she has to put in all her efforts to subdue them, she won't be able to subdue them.

Therefore, 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 gesticulating with my brother?"

Xiaohua said excitedly: "I've been here for a while, but I didn't come over to bother you when I saw you two competing. My aunt saw them all. You two are so powerful. You are so young, and you can dance with the whip and sword so well.

Auntie's eyes are dazzled by what she saw. She's afraid that you two will get hurt, but you're not hurt 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 having a discussion, and we'll stop there!" Luo Baobao said.

Then, she came closer to Yang Ruoqing. Her pretty face was covered with a blush from exercise, and she looked as pretty 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!"

"Hey!"

Luo Baobao curled his lips and said, "I knew that my mother must be harmonious, and I won't offend you even once!"

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 the martial arts methods are different. You are a sister and a girl. If you can compete with your brother like this, in my mother's eyes, you have won." Yang Ruoqing added.
Chapter completed!