Cheng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "I don't necessarily have to lose. Even if I lose, it's to my own ancestors, so there's no shame in that."
Her words made Meng Tian and Wang Jian nod at the same time.
This girl's words are really pleasing.
In the open space in the middle of the school ground.
Wang Long and Wang Li have already made their positions.
Wang Long bowed to Wang Li and said, "Senior, please."
Wang Li stood still and said, "No need to be so polite. Since you are the senior, you should let the junior go first."
"In that case, I'm sorry to offend you." Wang Long was not polite and took the lead in attacking.
He did not choose to fight Wang Li with weapons, but chose to fight him in close combat.
Wang Long's fighting and grappling techniques were free of fancy moves, and each one hit the vital points directly.
Wang Li was amazed by his special martial arts moves.
While it is novel, I also want to experience it more.
At this moment, his idea of giving way to the younger generation had disappeared without a trace.
The two of them were at loggerheads.
One is a modern army captain.
One is the deputy general of the Meng family army.
Although they have the same surname, neither of them is willing to submit to the other.
Just as Wang Long was about to punch Wang Li in the chest, Wang Li jumped up and stepped on his fist.
Wang Long only felt his arm sink, and Wang Li used the force to fall behind him.
Wang Long turned around and saw Wang Li smiling at him, "Young man, pay attention, it's my turn to attack now."
The words fell.
Wang Li rushed over with bare hands.
Wang Long smiled lightly, "Good to see you come."
He accelerated to meet Wang Li's attack, and then the two of them exchanged dozens of moves at an extremely fast speed.
When their fists collided, they both stopped.
It's obviously a draw.
Wang Li looked at Wang Long with admiration in his eyes, "Good boy, you are a tough guy. In my opinion, you are the offspring of my Wang family."
Wang Long smiled innocently, "Grandfather, that's not what you said before."
Wang Li didn't care what Wang Long said. He put his arm around Wang Long's neck and said, "Let's go and have a good chat with the ancestor."
"Ancestor, please be gentle, I'm about to die."
"Bullshit, this is just the beginning!"
The two of them walked away arm in arm, talking and laughing.
Xiao Shan stepped forward and stood in the center of the training ground, clasping his fists and bowing. "I, a junior, would also like to experience the power of the Meng family army. I wonder if any senior would be willing to teach me."
The close combat between Wang Long and Wang Li just now had already made the blood boil for the Meng family army.
They were still wondering how they could fight these younger generations, but unexpectedly, the opportunity came to them.
The Meng family army was eager to try.
Wei Heng took a step forward and said, "I'll do it."
Seeing someone accept the challenge, Xiao Shan smiled and said, "Senior, please."
Wei Heng stood still.
Xiao Shan understood and clasped his fists in greeting, "I'm sorry, senior."
The ceremony is over.
Xiao Shan punched out...
Cheng Xiaoxiao watched the battle on the training ground with a smile, "It's a draw, it seems that they are evenly matched."
Equally matched?
Meng Tian shook his head.
Not necessarily.
He could see that Wang Long was not using his full strength.
Of course, Wang Li didn’t have it either.
"General Meng Tian." Cheng Xiaoxiao looked ahead and smiled, "How about we guess who wins this round?"
Meng Tian glanced at Cheng Xiaoxiao's profile and said, "I guess it's a draw."
Hear what the two of them said.
Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, then realized, "So that's how it is."
Of course, he could see what Meng Tian could see.
Both of them had some strength left, but chose not to continue the fight, clearly wanting to save each other's face.
A draw is the best outcome.
Wang Jian: They really should not be underestimated. Whether in terms of intelligence, martial arts, or character, it is really hard not to like this group of younger generations.
He withdrew his thoughts and looked at the field.
At this time, the battle between Xiao Shan and Wei Heng had ended.
Sure enough, it was just as Wang Jian expected!
draw!
Cheng Xiaoxiao turned to look at Meng Tian, "Congratulations, General, you guessed it right. It's a draw."
Meng Tian was silent and said nothing.
How could he not know that this was the disciple of Xiaoyao Sect holding back his strength!
On the court.
Xiao Shan retreated with satisfaction.
A Xiaoyao Sect disciple stepped forward and said, "Seniors, please feel free to teach me."
"I'll do it." A young soldier from the Meng family army squeezed out from the crowd.
The Xiaoyao Sect disciple bowed and said, "Xiaoyao Sect disciple Zhang Xin."
The Meng family soldier nodded, "Chen An."
The words fell.
Zhang Xin, who has a baby face, cute appearance, carefree personality, and nicknamed "Zhang Loli", punched Shen An.
The handsome and cool-looking Chen An raised his hand to block it, "The little girl is quite fierce!"
Zhang Xin smiled and said, "The ancestors are not weak either!"
The two separated and immediately started fighting again.
…
The two exchanged more than thirty moves.
At this time, the two of them were holding each other's hands, and neither of them could move.
Shen An winked at Zhang Xin quietly, "Little girl, let go together?"
Zhang Xin smiled, "Alright, the ancestors have the final say."
She immediately reduced her strength.
Shen An also let go of his hand.
Zhang Xin clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."
Shen An looked at his slightly red wrist and said, "Thank you."
The other side.
Seeing that the female disciples of Xiaoyao Sect were so powerful, Wang Jian and Meng Tian wanted to learn from them.
"Princess, who is the most powerful among you?" Meng Tian asked.
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