Yin Guanxue quietly and patiently finished the cup of tea, and then smiled gracefully, still so profound and invisible: "This seems unfair to others."

Ji Shun with his hands behind his back, turned around and stepped out of the hall gate, and said with a heroic smile: "I will give you a day to think carefully."

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After passing the riding and shooting level, they thought that this would be considered an advancement, but after they were fully prepared, the eunuch took them back to the school grounds, they realized that they were thinking too simply.

At this time, a ring was set up in the middle of the school ground, and a banner was erected high on the inner edge of the ring, writing a big word "wu". The little princess Ji Youmeng stood under the banner.

She stood dignifiedly, her dress was spread gorgeously on the table, and her face was still covered with brilliant and luxurious crystal curtains, and her eyes looked down at the men coming from the stage with her eyes.

"I have said before that riding and shooting is just a warm-up, and the real fighting is about to begin." Seeing doubts in their eyes, Youmeng's tone was humorous but powerful.

Seeing this, they couldn't help but speculate on their intentions and set up a stage. Could it be that they were trying to imitate the people and have a "martial contest to attract marriage"?

Amid their endless discussions, Youmeng said for granted: "The prince-consort is not good at martial arts. How can he protect this princess in the future? Let me see your real kung fu today."

Someone in the audience questioned: "Princess, you are going to compete with us in person, right?"

Youmeng covered her lips and laughed: "Of course not, this princess can't do martial arts."

Thinking about it, this beautiful beauty who looks delicate is still a martial arts master. When they get along with each other in the future, they are most afraid of making her unhappy. She improvised and used martial arts to commit domestic violence, which made you unable to take care of yourself. How could you live that day?

When everyone thought of such a wonderful picture, they couldn't help but feel cold on their backs.

Someone tempted again: "Then... the princess wants us to fight each other, one defeats the other, and see whoever laughs the last time will be the winner in life?"

Everyone was panicked: "But it's not right. If only one person is left in this fight, what else can I compare to the next two days?"

"Yes, yes, you have to leave a few more places, right?"

"No, you're thinking too much." Youmeng smiled and closed her sleeves in front of her. "There is no need to fight in groups for you and others. The way of fighting is very simple, but I will first invite the No. 1 important person."

"Important person?"

They were wondering, Youmeng turned around and looked at the entrance on the inside of the ring. She saw a man's high bun from low to high, gradually emerging from everyone's sight, and a man walked up the steps step by step.

Until he completely stepped onto the ring, stood beside Youmeng, and bowed to her with his fists: "Princess."

"General is exempted from courtesy." Youmeng nodded and greeted.

The man stood upright, facing the nobles and the princes with his hands behind his back, and a cold storm hit his face, shocking the men below the stage, and many people were shocked.

"I believe many of you know this friend around me." Youmeng admired their expressions and introduced calmly, "This is the famous commander of the Prime Minister's Office, General Leng Wushuang."

As soon as she said that more people were shocked from the audience.

Li Feng stared at Wushuang's cold and stern appearance and was thinking secretly. At this time, he heard Ruan Jingrong whispering: "Leng Wushuang, it is rumored that this man is a god of military use, has great martial arts skills, and is known as the number one master in the Eastern Capital."

His father served in the Ministry of War. Jing Rong was influenced by his knowledge and naturally he had a lot of knowledge about the generals in Dayou, and he was also a famous officer as Leng Wushuang.

"He is best at using guns." Min Qiuye stood nearby, as if he was echoing and talking to himself.

Li Feng couldn't help but turn his head to stare at Min Qiuye again, and saw a faint sneer on his lips: "I once charged into battle with a silver spear and swept across thousands of troops."

Listening to their evaluation of Leng Wushuang, Li Feng fell into deep thought. He recalled that on the day of the state banquet, he had held Guixu hostage in the market to save Baomo, so he fought with the silver spear in Leng Wushuang's hand. Leng Wushuang's martial arts are well-known and his strength is indeed amazing.
Chapter completed!