Stunning weapon

On the martial arts arena in Shangjing, Zhang Li struggled to knock one person off the stage.On the other side, Huang Ping had a rough fight with Yi, but he had a slight upper hand, and if the fight continued, he should barely be able to win.His side is also the one with the most applause, but it is not the one with the most onlookers.

On the opposite stage, Feng Wan punched a white-faced scholar-looking man like rain, but the man didn't move at all, just stretched out a palm and put it on his chest.No matter how Feng Wan hits, all of them hit the palm of his hand.The crowd of onlookers were speechless in astonishment, staring closely at the stage.

After a while, Huang Ping had finished fighting, and Zhang Li helped him to Feng Wan's side.

The two looked at Feng Wan who was out of breath on the stage, Zhang Li shook his head and said, "Let him come down, it will be bad if something happens if we go on like this."

Huang Ping also knew how much Feng Wan was worth, and the two of them were proficient in the art of joint strikes, and in terms of separate strength, they were only on par with Zhang Li.They had been paying attention to the scholar-like person on the stage for several days, and they knew that Feng Wanwan was no match.However, Huang Ping knew Feng Wan's character better. Hearing what Zhang Li said, he shook his head and said, "Let's wait and see. If you ask him to admit defeat, how can he say it?"

The selection of generals from the Tenth Battalion this time did not have anything to do with the Eighth Battalion, but Huang Ping and Feng Wan are now counted as Mo Xiaochuan's people. They were transferred to the Eighth Battalion just to give Mo Xiaochuan an extra chance of winning.In the first few days of the competition, everything was normal, the two of them and Zhang Li were the favorites to win the general, but until yesterday, this person who had been silent until yesterday, defeated a ten-battalion all within one match. Wei got off the stage.Immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The captain, Zhang Li knew that his martial arts were no longer inferior to him, and he was able to fly him out in a box. This ability was not as good as Mo Xiaochuan, so Zhang Li ran away in such a hurry this morning. Mo Fu.

Zhang Li looked at Feng Wan, sighed slightly, and said, "Feng Wan is about to lose."

Before he finished speaking, the man raised his left hand, which had not moved, and slapped Feng Wan on the shoulder suddenly. After the sound, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Zhang Li and Huang Ping hurried up.Huang Ping helped Feng Wan up, his eyes turned white, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was seriously injured.The man on the stage looked at them coldly, with a provocative smile on his lips, and lightly hooked his fingers at him. "Damn, I'm going to chop him up." Seeing Feng Wan's miserable state, Zhang Li couldn't help but rushed to the stage.Huang Ping hurriedly grabbed him, and said: "Don't be impulsive, he deliberately wants to lure us up, you don't want to ruin Captain Mo's important business."

Zhang Li gritted his teeth, endured it, and said: "Okay, let him be arrogant for a while." After finishing speaking, the two supported Feng Wan and walked outside.

The person on the stage shook his head in disappointment, and walked off the stage slowly.It wasn't until this time that the audience roared, and the applause kept coming out.Hearing this, Zhang Li gritted his teeth and said, "Mother, let's see how long this kid can be so arrogant. When Brother Mo comes back, he will look good on him."

Huang Ping looked at Zhang Li, hesitated to speak, finally sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "Send him back first!"

Along the way, Zhang Li and Huang Ping helped Feng Wan into the carriage, cursing and cursing.

The man who looked like a scholar kept watching them, and only after they left, he quietly walked out from the back of the camp.There was already a carriage waiting there, and he stepped up to it, and the carriage drove away silently.

Inside the carriage, a middle-aged man dressed as a butler said softly, "Master Qi Xiang, the master is waiting for you in the mansion."

Master Qi Xiang nodded, and said, "Master, why is he looking for me?"

"I don't know, this old slave." The butler-like man replied softly and stopped talking.

Qi Xiangzhu looked at him and didn't speak, but leaned against the window, closed his eyes and regained his composure.The car was very quiet, except for the "squeak" sound of the wheels turning.The sound lasted for a long time before it stopped abruptly. Master Qi Xiang opened his eyes and raised his head.

The butler said softly, "Here we are!"

Lord Qi Xiang didn't respond, and jumped out of the carriage.

The carriage stopped in front of a courtyard door, Lord Qi Xiang raised his head and looked around. The terrain here is remote, there are no pedestrians, a few pieces of paint on the courtyard door have fallen off, and it looks dilapidated, and there are several stone statues in front of the door. Broken, he turned his head to the butler and asked, "Is it here?"

The butler nodded and stepped forward, knocking on the door lightly. The sound of the knocking was very awkward. It seemed weak for a while, and seemed to have endless strength for a while, sometimes light and sometimes heavy.That Qi Xiangzhu always stood behind without saying a word.

After a while, the courtyard door opened, and a servant poked his head out. When he saw the housekeeper, he nodded slightly, motioning for them to go in.

The housekeeper turned his head and said "Please!" to Qixiang.

Master Qi Xiang was also polite, and stepped in.

The steward then said something to the coachman, and the coachman drove the carriage away quietly, and he followed into the courtyard.

The courtyard door was closed, and a gust of wind blew through the weeds on the ground. It seemed that no one had appeared on the deserted road, and calm returned.

The house in the courtyard also looked a bit dilapidated, but the size of the courtyard was not small. Lord Qi Xiang followed the butler through the corridor and came to the door of an old house in the middle.The housekeeper knocked lightly on the door and said, "Master, Lord Qi Xiang is here."

"Let him in." A voice came from inside.

"Master Xiang, please!" said the steward, and then pushed him far away.

Lord Qi Xiang pushed open the door, and there was an old man sitting at the table near the edge of the window with a calm face. It was Qin Mu who sent people to attack Mo Xiaochuan.

Lord Qi Xiang looked at Admiration, gave a salute, and said: "Master!"

Qin Mu's complexion didn't improve, he still had an angry look, and said, "Do you still see me as a master?"

"Master, why are you angry?" Qi Xiang asked softly without changing his face.

"You still ask me, ask yourself." Qin Mu slapped the table and stood up: "How did I explain to you earlier? Why did you expose your own strength so early, and how much trouble this will cause? do you know?"

"Tu'er is just tired of playing with them." Qi Xiangzhu replied lightly.

"Are you telling me that you are tired of playing?" Qin Mu said with an ugly face: "You know that if you do this, all our plans will be disrupted by you."

"I don't know what the plan is, and I didn't want to participate in this martial arts competition at the beginning. The master also knows my character, so why did you force me to go." Master Qi Xiang didn't seem to be afraid of Qin Mu. Seeing him angry, his face was still very angry It is calm, without the slightest change.