Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 23 Sparring

Lu Ye was shocked.

He quickly stepped back.

Snapped

The tip of the gun passed in front of his eyes, and with a strong wind, it hit the ground hard, and a long deep mark immediately appeared on the ground.

The person who came here put away his gun and stood still.

I saw her red cloth bun, her wheat-colored skin was shiny, her eyes were lively, and her pretty facial features carried an unconcealable heroic spirit.

Wearing a close-fitting short archery jacket made her taller and more graceful. Under the thin fabric, her two long legs were gathering strength.

But at this moment, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open under her beautiful eyebrows, and she was obviously in a bad mood.

It was Lu Ye and Wang Hu's benefactor, Pan Furong, the only daughter of King Lao Chuang, and her personal guard Sister Hong was also standing at the edge of the martial arts arena.

The two of them saluted hurriedly.

"Meet Miss!"

Pan Furong waved impatiently.

"You have changed your weapons, let's fight again!"

This eldest lady likes to dance with swords and guns. When she is in a bad mood, she even grabs someone to practice with.

Moreover, she was taught by Lao Chuang and her martial arts skills were excellent, and she had already reached the level of bronze-skinned martial artist.

Lu Ye used the fish and dragon diagram to see this young lady. Even though she looked like a pretty girl, she had nearly 800 qi and blood!

Even more powerful than the current Wang Hu!

Of course, Wang Hu is only a minor achiever at the Bronze Skin Realm. If he reaches the Intermediate Realm, he will probably be able to suppress this Rouge Tiger.

It's just that Pan Furong may have entered the realm of steel-framed martial arts master by then and become even more powerful.

In the past, when she was sparring, she didn't let her guard down, nor did she like her opponent to let her guard down.

Among the refugee army, those who were stronger than her were able to respect their status and refused to fight her, while those who were weaker than her were so scared that she turned into a soft-footed cat just by staring.

Until Wang Hu appeared, Wang Hu had rough skin, thick flesh, great natural strength, and a straightforward temper. He wouldn't let go if he said he wouldn't, and he would fight to the end.

Pan Furong then ordered Wang Hu to be her full-time meat bun, but Wang Hu's strength was indeed inferior to hers, so the fight was a bit unsatisfactory.

One day she saw Wang Hu and Lu Ye sparring.

Overjoyed, he immediately grabbed Lu Ye to make him his head.

In the following days, every time they sparred, Pan Furong showed off her power and beat her fellow sparring partners until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.

Lu Ye is responsible for the nose problem.

Wang Hu is responsible for the swollen face.

Now Pan Furong is about to fight again.

Lu Ye and Wang Hu, who knew her temper well, rushed to the weapon rack to choose weapons.

The choice is slow, the eldest lady will not wait for anyone. If the two of them deal with the spear with bare hands, they will probably suffer more than just a bruised nose and face.

Wang Hu chose an iron rod this time. Lu Ye was new to marksmanship and was not his strong point, so he honestly chose a set of swords and shields and carried a pair of bows and arrows on his back.

The two people looked at each other, understood each other, shouted, and attacked from the left and right at the same time.

Wang Hu opened and closed the iron rod widely, splitting Huashan Mountain with one move, taking the lead.

Lu Ye hid behind the shield, crouched and walked quickly, then swung his knife and slashed directly at the woman's feet.

Pan Furong snorted coldly.

She raised the spear in her hand and blocked the iron rod with a loud bang.

With a kick of her foot, a kick of sand rushed toward Lu Ye - this young lady had also fought on the battlefield. She was not limited to moves and would make full use of the advantages of the terrain and environment around her.

Lu Ye hurriedly raised his shield with his left hand to cover his face. Although it blocked his sight, the power of the knife in his hand did not decrease, and he slashed hard from memory.

After Pan Furong kicked the sand and soil, her feet were in the air, but she changed her moves faster than the knife in Lu Ye's hand, and kicked Lu Ye's shield extremely quickly.

At the same time, she shook the spear in her hand and stabbed Wang Hu three times in an instant, forcing Wang Hu to retreat continuously.

boom!

There was a muffled sound.

The shield was kicked out of shape.

Lu Ye felt like he had been hit hard by a buffalo, and his arms and half of his body were numb.

He shouted in his heart that it was not good.

Follow the trend and roll a few times, away from Pan Furong.

Brush brush!

Lu Ye was able to avoid it in time, but where he passed, several small holes were made by the tail of the gun.

It turned out that although the head of Pan Furong's spear was stabbing Wang Hu, there were eyes on the back of her head. When the spear shrank, a spear was being swallowed in her hand, as if it came to life.

The sharp points of the spears were pierced into the land along Luye's escape route, making several deep holes in succession.

She forced Lu Ye back, and immediately used her gun to attack without mercy, causing Wang Hu to panic.

Lu Ye half-knelt on the ground.

He saw that the shield in his hand was cracked by Pan Furong's kick, and it was half useless. Looking at the weapon rack, there were not many shields left.

So he simply put down the shield in his hand, bit the sword in his mouth, then took the bow and arrow, bent the bow and nocked the arrow, and aimed forward.

I saw Pan Furong holding a spear in her hand, and her offensive was rushing towards Wang Hu like a tide. Wang Hu swung an iron rod tightly and tried his best to resist.

The two of them were full of energy and strength, and their guns and sticks clashed, making a harsh collision sound, accompanied by sparks.

Lu Ye took a deep breath and immediately drew his bow like a full moon.

Then there was a bang.

As expected, Pan Furong jumped away to dodge, but unexpectedly Lu Ye actually pulled an empty bow and no arrows were shot out at all.

Wang Hu seized the opportunity and attacked fiercely with his stick. He took the opportunity to stand firm and entangled Pan Furong who wanted to rush towards Lu Ye.

When Pan Furong fired more than a dozen shots to suppress Wang Hu, she was about to expand her advantage.

Lu Ye continued to fire his bow on the side.

Boom!

The open string was pulled again, but Pan Furong had to hide due to the pull of the Qi machine.

After that, in the martial arts arena, the sound of bowstrings could be heard from time to time.

Half an hour later.

Lu Ye was exhausted. He had forgotten how many times he had pulled the long bow. He only knew that his arms were so sore that he could not lift them up.

He only has a rough grasp of bow and arrow, and has no basic skills, so the arrows he shoots are not accurate at all.

When Pan Furong and Wang Hu were fighting, he didn't dare to fire an arrow. He only let out a cold arrow when the two men pulled away.

By now, the pot of arrows has almost been shot out.

Over there, Pan Furong raised her gun and knocked the long stick out of Wang Hu's hand. She hit Wang Hu with the gun rod and knocked his huge body away.

Then the spear flew between her hands, she twisted her waist, and suddenly the spear tip pierced Lu Ye.

Lu Ye used his last strength to draw the bow to full capacity, then shot the arrow.

Pan Furong shook the barrel of her gun and knocked the long arrow away. The spear circled around, the head of the spear grazed Lu Ye's throat and it flashed across the body.

Lu Ye put down his long bow and used his knife to block it, and a huge force came from him.

Like Wang Hu, he became a gourd on the ground.

"call……"

Pan Furong let out a long breath, her face turned rosy, and her frown relaxed. She threw out the spear in her hand and landed firmly on the gun stand.

The eldest lady has finished venting her anger and feels comfortable.

She thought to herself that these two sparring partners were becoming more and more powerful and could no longer win as easily as before. She gasped slightly but pretended to be relaxed.

"Why are you two so careless?"

"How can you be my lady's sparring partner?"

Lu Ye and Wang Hu stood up with bared teeth.

This time there was no bruise or swelling, but the pain was severe.

"Young lady is mighty! With great martial arts skills, we two brothers are certainly no match for you!"

Lu Ye didn't forget to flatter him, but in his heart he thought that if he entered the door with his bow and arrow, he might be able to get a draw.

The corners of Pan Furong's mouth raised slightly.

"You two need to work hard. On the battlefield, your opponent will not show mercy."

Lu Ye and Wang Hu quickly agreed.

Pan Furong was happy, vented her anger, and asked Lu Ye to bring out the horse to ride.

Wang Hu resigned. Lu Ye took the horse from the stable and followed him on foot. Sister Hong rode a mule to follow.

After leaving the camp, we arrived in the wilderness.

Pan Furong galloped back and forth, and when she was having fun, she tapped the saddle with her riding crop.

"Hey, stable boy, where was the story about Yi Zhangqing last time?"

Lu Ye was shocked and started speaking immediately.

"Miss, pick up the book next time."

"Sanniang Qinghu, a ten-foot-tall earthly comet, met the lecherous short-legged tiger Wang Ying, and in a few rounds she chopped off his opponent's head..."

"Huh? Why not use a gun?"

"Think about it, by the way, Hu Sanniang used a gun. I remembered it wrong."

"Then when will Song Jiang kill the Dog Emperor and seize the country?"

"Miss, don't worry, hurry up, hurry up, it will be here in a few dozen more times, Song Jiang will become the emperor, and he will also make Yi Zhangqing a female general..."

"Then can this female general decide on her own marriage?"

"Of course, she is a general, who would dare to force her to marry unless it is the emperor."

"Then why doesn't Yi Zhangqing become emperor?"

"Hey, miss, this is a good idea..."

(End of this chapter)