The two continued to fight until the evening without a clear winner.
Han Xiao panted, put away his gun, stood up, and said in a hoarse voice, "No more fighting, stop."
After saying that, he threw the gun to Xing Yi who was watching the fight on the side, and sat down on the edge of the martial arts stage.
Ruan Xiu Ran wasn't much better off. He didn't show it on his face, but he was secretly shocked. He didn't expect Han Xiao to have made such progress in such a short time.
Although I am still slightly better in today's competition, if this continues, it will be hard to say who will win in the future.
Ruan Xiuran sat down next to Han Xiao and took a few deep breaths before saying, "Brother Han, how did you do that?"
He started practicing shooting since he was a child, and he was only able to suppress Han Xiao today, so Ruan Xiuran really wanted to know how Han Xiao did it.
Han Xiao rested for a while and recovered a lot. He glanced at Ruan Xiuran and said, "Nothing much. I just get up early every day and practice for an hour."
Just like that? Ruan Xiuran looked at him in disbelief.
Han Xiao didn't know how to explain it to him.
In modern times, Han Xiao likes to travel alone. For the sake of his own safety, Han Xiao signed up for many boxing classes and even learned kung fu from veterans.
At least he has some basic knowledge. Han Xiao has not come into contact with weapons like spears very often in modern times.
The weapons he came into contact with most were cold weapons such as the Tang sword, but although Han Xiao didn't know how to use them, he could imitate them.
All that remains is to practice every move hard every day.
"Are you kidding me?" Ruan Xiuran still didn't believe it.
Han Xiao stood up and said to Ruan Xiuran, "Come on, let's fight without guns."
No guns, just hand-to-hand combat?
Ruan Xiuran also perked up, put his gun aside, and got into position: "Come on..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Han Xiao strangle his neck with a strange movement.
Ruan Xiuran was shocked: "You have no moral principles, and I haven't even said start yet!"
Han Xiao laughed heartily, raised an eyebrow at Ruan Xiuran, and said smugly, "This is called deception in war. If someone really wants to attack you, who cares whether you're prepared or not?"
Now Han Xiao finally realized that Ruan Xiuran’s kung fu was good, but his actual combat skills were terrible.
Ruan Xiuran looked at Han Xiao with frustration and shouted at him to do it again. This time he paid close attention to Han Xiao's movements.
Unexpectedly, he was pinned to the ground by Han Xiao again, because every move of Han Xiao hit his vital points.
This made Ruan Xiuran retreat step by step until he had nowhere to retreat.
Ruan Xiuran now lay on the ground with no desire to live, and said to Han Xiao weakly, "Where did you learn this filthy thing? It's totally unpresentable."
Han Xiao also lay beside Ruan Xiuran, panting, and said, "Who cares if he's not presentable? As long as he's useful, that's fine. The real way to win a fight is to take the opponent by surprise."
Han Xiao's words directly hit Ruan Xiuran's three views. He listened to Han Xiao's words for a long time without coming back to his senses.
Seeing that Ruan Xiuran was still in a daze, Han Xiao stood up and patted his clothes. The originally good white clothes had now turned gray.
Han Xiao sighed. As expected, he still didn't like wearing white clothes.
After tidying himself up in the guest room, Han Xiao found Chuyi and asked, "Is Ruanruan awake?"
Chuyi nodded while holding the basin of water: "Well, the young master has woken up and is talking to the lady now."
"Okay, I got it." Han Xiao changed into his clothes and returned to the room.
Sure enough, the young master was seen leaning on Mrs. Ruan, who was embroidering a small red bellyband in her hand.
The young master also had one in his hand. Han Xiao took a quick look and fell silent.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, the young master looked up and saw that it was Han Xiao coming in. He immediately threw the bellyband in his hand aside: "Husband, you are back."
Looking at the young master's bright smile, Han Xiao thought that it didn't matter if the bellyband was ugly, since he wasn't going to wear it anyway.
"Well, Lord Yuem, why do you want to bring Ruanruan to learn this?" Han Xiao took the young master's work and "appreciated" it with a smile on his face.
Madam Ruan put down her needlework and said to the young master with dismay, "You, the soon-to-be father, have to prepare the baby's bellyband and clothes. Look at you, you spent the whole afternoon embroidering a chicken cub for me."
"This is not a chick, it's a phoenix!" The young master was not convinced and retorted with a pout.
Phoenix? Han Xiao almost laughed out loud. He really didn't realize that this thing was a phoenix.
Whose Phoenix Zhang is like this?
Thinking about the time when the young master gave him a lucky bag, Han Xiao couldn't laugh anymore.
Mrs. Ruan tapped the young master's forehead, snatched the bellyband from Han Xiao's hand and pointed it to the young master so that he could see it for himself.
The young master looked at the embroidery on his bellyband in confusion, and his thin eyebrows began to knot.
After looking at it for a long time, he threw the bellyband aside in frustration. Is it really that ugly?
Han Xiao couldn't help but touch the young master's cheek and said softly: "It's okay, Ruanruan, just let the embroiderer do these things."
Mrs. Ruan looked at Han Xiao doting on the young master and smiled and shook her head: "The little kid's first clothes were made by his own father, how can we let others interfere?"
Suddenly the young master looked at Han Xiao with tears in his eyes and showed his little hands to Han Xiao.
"My husband, look, my hand is all pierced."
Han Xiao held the young master's hand with heartache, put it to his lips and kissed it.
Mrs. Ruan couldn't bear to watch it, so she stood up and asked them to leave?
"Okay, stop kissing me. If you have nothing else, go back first."
Mrs. Ruan glanced out the window and said to Han Xiao and the others.
Han Xiao nodded. They were indeed going back. "Okay, mother-in-law, we'll go back first. If you need Ruanruan, please send someone to pick him up. I might be away for a while soon. I hope you can take care of Ruanruan when the time comes."
Mrs. Ruan nodded. She also knew that Han Xiao was going to Guoan Temple.
"Don't worry, Ruanruan, your mother and I will watch over you."
The young master looked at his father in confusion, wondering why they were so unsure about him, even though he was such a well-behaved child.
Seeing that the young master was still unconvinced, Mrs. Ruan went over and rubbed his hair.
"Listen to Han Xiao more at home, okay? Don't be too willful."
The young master wrinkled his nose and shook his head: "I don't have any, don't you think so, sir?"
"Yes, Ruanruan is very well behaved!"
Mrs. Ruan didn't know what to say now, so she sent them out.
After returning to the Han family, Han Xiao sorted out the gifts he was going to give to the old monk.
The young master went to play with Xiao Yuer and Han Que Xiaobai.
A few days passed quickly. On the fifth day of the New Year, Han Xiao quietly got up, took a look at the sleeping young master, and then reluctantly went out.
I don’t know when I will come back.
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