Gu Jiao's fight was after Taoist Qingfeng, and another one made everyone confused.

What's going on?

Why did Han Shaoyu fly out?

"Did you see clearly?" Cavalry A asked the surprise soldier B.

"I didn't, did you see clearly?" Cavalry B asked Cavalry C.

Cavalry C: "Neither of me!"

On a high platform behind the crowd, Han Lei and Han Wuye silently looked at "Xiao Liulang" who was riding his horse to the edge of the battlefield.

Master Han Wu said: "Brother, no wonder Ye'er fell into this kid's hands several times. He does have some tricks."

Han Lei looked solemn: "What happened to Han Shaoyu just now? I obviously didn't feel the fluctuations of internal strength from that kid, why was Han Shaoyu knocked away by him? Which sect does his move have from which kung fu?"

Master Han Wu's silver hair shone brightly under the scorching sun, and his expression was as cold as his hair color.

His eyes fell on the young man walking on the horse. Many families of aristocratic families on the battlefield looked mediocre, but he could only see him in the crowd.

"It's not a martial arts, it's a trick of etiquette," he said.

Han Lei frowned, not understanding: "A little trick?"

Master Han Wu said: "Brother, do you still remember the catapult car?"

Han Lei put his hands behind him and nodded: "Remember, one of the chariots used to attack the city is very destructive. It can be used to attack the city gates and walls, and can also be used to attack the soldiers guarding the city. Could it be that he was just now-"

Mr. Han Wu said, "Yes, he just pried Han Shaoyu out as a stone. He understood the truth, but in close combat, few people could create such a shooting environment and opportunity. From the moment he came on the field, he began to calculate the distance of the attack, the height of the jump, the angle of the lower waist, and even... the speed of Han Shaoyu's gun shooting all had a clear picture in his mind."

Han Lei said: "I still don't understand."

Master Han Wu said: "Brother, don't need to understand, brother, only know that this kid is a genius."

Han Lei turned around and looked at Master Han Wu and smiled seemingly: "You can still praise others?"

Mr. Han Wu continued to say something just now: "But a genius also needs some luck. If it weren't for the armor on him, he would have died under Han Shaoyu's gun."

Han Lei's eyes fell back to the boy again. The boy wore black armor and furious horses in red clothes. His demeanor was as high as the sky, which really made the children of the aristocratic family compare.

Han Lei frowned: "I also noticed that what kind of armor is that? How could it be so hard?"

Mr. Han Wu asked, "Do you remember Xuanyuan Li's armor? I'm talking about his most powerful one."

Han Lei was touched by a certain memory and frowned slightly, saying, "Remember, he leaned on that armor to go deep into the enemy camp of Jin State and rescued the captured monarch. But after he was defeated and died, we did not find that armor. He was wearing ordinary armor. You don't think that the armor on Xiao Liulang was the one that Xuanyuan Li used to be? It doesn't look like it."

Mr. Han Wu said: "Maybe it is made of the same material, or maybe it is made of new ones that melted Xuanyuan Li's armor."

Han Lei sighed: "Fifteen years ago, if Xuanyuan Li hadn't replaced that pair of armor, he might not have died so soon."

Master Han Wu said indifferently: "His life and death alone cannot change the overall situation, and the defeat of the Xuanyuan family is destined."

"Ah, it's him!"

Gu Jiao rode on the back of the Black Wind King, pricked up his ears to listen to their loud talk: "Who? Is there such a big reaction?"

"It's Nangong Jing! The legitimate daughter of the Nangong family!"

Hearing this, Gu Jiao muttered and looked at the other party with great interest. Sure enough, she saw a woman in armor running towards the battlefield.

Nangong Jing, the third daughter of the Nangong family, is seventeen this year and has learned a good martial arts.

Hey, I don’t remember that she was among the cavalry who participated in the selection yesterday.

Nangong Jing rode his horse to the high platform where Han Wuye and Han Lei were, looked up at the two of them, and said in a humble and arrogant manner: "My father can't come at the moment, can I fight on his behalf?"

It is not possible to follow the rules.

Otherwise, what should we do if everyone invites foreign aid?

Master Han Wu looked at her from a high point and said lightly: "Okay."

Nangong Jing said: "Please!"

Master Han Wu walked down the platform slowly.

Gu Jiao touched her chin, and she had a doubt in her heart. Why did Han Laowu turn white at such a young age?

When Han Wuye came on stage, he was not riding his own black magic horse, but an ordinary black wind rider.

Nangong Jing frowned and asked, "Master Han Wu, why don't you use your own horse? Do you look down on me?"

Mr. Han Wu said calmly: "Miss Nangong is worried too much. I thought that after waiting for so long, there will be no one coming from the Nangong family today, so I asked someone to take my horse back to the mansion. If I go and get it, I am afraid that Miss Nangong will wait for it."

The words are polite, but the expression and tone are not the same.

Nangong Jing was angry and said coldly: "Aren't you ringing the gong?"

The examiner coughed lightly and rang the gong.

Nangong Jing's weapon is a double sword, and Han Wuye has bare hands and fists.

When Han Wuye was riding his horse in Nangong Jing Dynasty, Han Wuye stood there without moving at all.

Nangong Jing's martial arts are not in the same realm as Han Wuye. She cannot hurt Han Wuye. Before her knife touched a piece of Han Wuye's hair, Han Wuye was shocked by Han Wuye with internal force.

Her horse seemed to be greatly frightened, raised her front hooves and was about to step on her.

Master Han Wu grabbed Nangong Jing from the ground that he was on the verge of encounter.

Nangong Jing lost his appearance, hugged his arm tightly, and threw himself into his arms.

Everyone's face changed.

No?

In public, the daughter of the Nangong family and Han Wuye...uh...this...

The place where everyone couldn't see, Nangong Jing's eyes turned cold and he hugged Master Han Wu and poured it down.

She planned to die together and drag Mr. Han Wu to get out together!

In order to eliminate Mr. Han Wu, she even paid attention to the reputation of her daughter's family.

Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows: "Ah, yes, there is a kid in the Nangong family who has advanced."

"This poisonous woman! She uses a trick!"

"It's over! They fell down!"

"oops--"

The two fell down together.

Nangong Jing entangled Han Wuye tightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips: "Let's go to hell together, Lord Han."

Master Han Wu looked calm and his thin lips opened: "You, it's too early to be happy."

Nangong Jing paused.

Master Han Wu pried apart one of her hands and slapped her with one palm!

Under the reaction of force, Master Han Wu successfully returned to the saddle.

Nangong Jing fell heavily to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and glared at Master Han Wu viciously: "You knew I would plot against you?"

Master Han Wu said coldly: "Yes."

Nangong Jing frowned: "Then you still--"

Master Han Wu sneered: "If you want to plot against me, you have to pay a price, right?"

After today, Nangong Jing's reputation was completely ruined.

If she could eradicate the biggest competitor for the children of the Nangong family, her sacrifice would be worth it.

But now, she has sacrificed in vain!

Gu Jiao has a new understanding of Master Han Wu, and is really a ruthless man. She can be merciless to be beautiful women like Nangong Jing.

The next three games were not very amazing, and there was no license plate in the next game. After watching it, Gu Jiao went to the horse shed to feed the Black Wind King.

There will be a one-on-one duel in the afternoon, and you will be able to leave the barracks after all the competition is over.

At this moment, the first thing that comes to mind is to eat by yourself, and the horses are left to their entourage to feed them.

When Gu Jiao led the Black Wind King over, there was no one in the horse booth.

Gu Changqing also led his Black Wind Rider over, pretending to be feeding the horses, and said quietly to Gu Jiao: "It's a sand table deduction in the afternoon, and you'll draw lots when you enter the venue."

Gu Jiao first checked the feed in the horse shed and confirmed that there was no problem before feeding it to the Black Wind King: "Eleven people, what should I do if the one left alone?"

Gu Changqing said: "If there is a quota for direct promotion, it depends on who can draw it."

"Can you decide within yourself?" Gu Jiao asked.

If you can make your decision internally, you will definitely be a child of the Han family again.

Gu Changqing shook his head: "No, it's a lottery draw on the spot, a sand table deduction on the spot, everyone is present, and there is no chance to do anything."

Gu Jiao: "Oh."
To be continued...