Princess Fuyao

Chapter 11
Liang Mingrui sat in his small tent, and listened to Wang Jin, the personal soldier, report to Master Liang in a low voice: "Ji Fuyao's eight generations of ancestors, none of them were outstanding, her father is still the best, he is an official, and her grandfather is just an official." The peddler, the second grandfather, is from the Nursing Academy, and my grandfather is also from the Nursing Academy, but his martial arts are slightly better, and he is her father's master."

Liang Mingrui felt that Fuyao had an indescribable aura all over him, and he didn't look like someone from a small family at all.Master Liang probably felt the same way, so he sent someone to investigate again, but the result was still the same.

"My lord, this Ji Fuyao can be transferred to your account." Master Liang sent Wang Jin away, and turned his head to suggest to the young master.

Ever since he became independent at the age of ten, his father let him learn to deal with some things independently. First Master Sun, and later Liang Shenming, he was not only his mentor, but also his reliance and right-hand man.

Liang Mingrui hates this kind of arrangement, but he also knows that in the eyes of the prince, he is not only his son, but also his future successor, but also a tool for him to achieve his personal ambitions. Master Liang is a good dog who is foolish and loyal. easy.

He hates this self-righteous guy so much, but right now he can only endure it. Now that he is going to train Fuyao to become the idiots around him who don't think about anything other than completing tasks, he feels very uncomfortable. That How can a cute girl with a lively expression and lively eyes turn into a lifeless log?

Seeing that Liang Mingrui was silent, Master Liang couldn't help but frowned: "This child is quite talented and has a simple family. Although he can't compare with the slaves he bought, he is still a good candidate, my son..."

"Okay." Liang Mingrui quickly replied, Master Liang is a thief, so he can't let him know what's on his mind.

Fuyao didn't know about this at all, and she was still struggling with how to safely replace Ji Yaoming.

This day, she carried a basket again and went to dig wild vegetables with Ji Yaoming. In fact, after carrying Lu's back, she wanted to train Ji Yaoming to run in a mountainous area with a suitable slope in front to exercise the explosive power of his leg muscles.

After nearly a month of practice, Ji Yaoming has improved a lot compared to before, but the difference with Fuyao is still very obvious.

Fuyao and Yaoming ran together. On the fifth lap up the hill, Ji Yaoming hummed, saying that he couldn't run anymore, and Fuyao didn't answer at all. At least ten laps, about [-] kilometers, otherwise, There is no way to improve at all, Wang Xi is much thinner than Ji Yaoming, and now he can persevere every day.

As long as Yaoming's footsteps are slightly stagnant, Fuyao's twigs will be pulled up.

The last time Ji Zhenggang took a rest, Lu also took off Yaoming's clothes to show Ji Zhenggang the evidence that Fuyao abused Yaoming.

"Daddy, my younger brother won't move if he doesn't fight. He doesn't understand reason at all. What can I do?"

"Then you can't beat my brother like this." Lu Shi accused angrily.

"Okay, okay, I don't care, someday someone finds out that I'm a girl, our whole family will follow suit to death, who did this good thing?" Fuyao will never give a chance to show his father's bad temper, nor can he Let Lu's ignorance rise. Every time Lu said this, she would take the trouble to remind everyone that what she did was the most correct, otherwise, the consequences would be very serious.

Sure enough, Ji Zhenggang sighed, Lu family was downcast and did not speak, Yaoqian softly advised Ji Yaoming to practice martial arts, Yaolan gave Lu family a bitter look, and Ji Yaoming again.

In order to increase nutrition, Fuyao and Yaoming have picked up cicadas in the woods every day, and baked them at home. After a month, Ji Yaoming still lost a lot of weight. Fuyao looked a little bit more like Fuyao, but it was slightly taller than Fuyao, but without comparison, it couldn't be seen clearly.

Lu's cried a lot, but Fuyao was very happy. Ji Yaoming's small arms already had bulging bumps, and his abdominal muscles could faintly bulge. His whole body was no longer fleshy and limp.

In a few days it will be the day of the Grand Competition. Ge Suming risked himself for the championship, put down his face and invited a few second-class warriors in the army to practice martial arts with his students, mainly giving advice to Fuyao.

Seeing that there was no way for Fuyao to leave the barracks, he decided to practice martial arts with peace of mind. In this world, only words with strong fists and feet have weight.

Ji Zhenggang specially asked for leave to watch the competition of his precious daughter.

Fuyao made it through all the way, like a broken bamboo, until the last six people, and it was very easy to win.

It was also her luck that she didn't meet Zan Junchao from the middle camp.

Up to now, she and Zan Junchao are the only two undefeated games. Even the judges are looking forward to seeing which of these two children is better.

Wang Xi and Ji Zhenggang went to watch Zan Junchao's martial arts competition, and they both felt a little bit worried when they came back.

Zan Junchao wins because of his great strength, it doesn't matter how many times the kids in the competition hit him, but you can't let him seize the opportunity to fight back, if you succeed with one blow, you're done!

In the round before the final, both Fuyao and Zan Junchao won without any suspense. Ji Zhenggang suggested to his daughter very worriedly: "Otherwise, just say you are sick, and it would be great to get second."

Fuyao made her father's love warm and comforting, she smiled: "Daddy, all those who played against Zan Junchao before lost, and none of them fled. I haven't lost yet, how can I be so shameless?"

"You are different from them." Ji Zhenggang still felt that his daughter's small body was too delicate. Those boys were not good at martial arts, but they were strong enough to be beaten better than his daughter.

When Chen Qiangrui came, Ji Zhenggang couldn't say those words again, and secretly prayed in his heart that Chen Qiangrui could help stop him.

"Fuyao, have you ever thought about how to defeat Zan Junchao?"

"I've thought about it, just use the mighty fist. I don't have any other way to have such a fierce aura."

"Yes! Don't forget to hit his acupuncture points."

"That's right, that's right, that Zan Junchao's body is too strong, hitting him elsewhere won't help at all." After Ji Zhenggang finished speaking, he felt regretful in his heart. Wasn't this just a disguised way to encourage his daughter?
The game was held in the morning. It was originally the afternoon of the previous day, but because of the special year, even the marshal heard that the junior team had a fierce competition, so he sent a deputy to watch the game, so it was changed to the next morning.

Fuyao stood refreshed at the corner of the arena, and Zan Junchao was on the diagonal.This guy looks a bit like Schwarzenegger, with protruding cheekbones and mandibles, and big eyes. He is not as stupid and clumsy as Fuyao imagined at first, but rather strong, Very tough big boy.

Zan Junchao saw Fuyao looking at him, cupped his hands, and smiled shyly: "I'm asking for advice!"

"You're welcome!"

When the gong sounded, Fuyao unleashed his majestic fist like the wind, and even the judges stood up subconsciously. In the youth group, it was really rare for someone to perform such a fast, sharp and watertight fist.

The audience in the Xiying Junior Team applauded desperately, while those in the Zhongying team booed everywhere, because the opponents Zan Junchao defeated had the upper hand at the beginning.

At the beginning of Zan Junchao, he was half bent, and he couldn't even squat like a horse. He didn't care if someone hit him, he just needed to find a loophole and make the final blow.

Fuyao was like a gust of wind, swam around Zan Junchao, although he hit him a few times, the opponent didn't react at all.

Ji Zhenggang's heart was pounding nervously, and Chen Qiangrui also became worried. Could it be that Zan Junchao has practiced the iron cloth shirt magic skill?Is there no response when you hit the acupuncture point?
Liang Mingrui also came, he didn't ride a horse, surrounded by several followers, Master Liang stood a little behind.

Chen Qiangrui was also crowded in the crowd, and when he turned his head, he found the little monkey standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

"what?"

"How's it going?" the little monkey asked in a low voice.

"I'm fine."

"But I don't think you're well at all."

"Oh, you don't know." Chen Qiangrui suddenly shut up and didn't speak. He was very worried when he heard Wang Xi talk about Fuyao's family, but he couldn't help him. Now, how can he tell the little monkey?Ji Fuyao doesn't belong to anyone.In the past, he felt guilty towards her, and the little monkey helped him get the medicine, and gave him a booklet of Qigong mental methods for fitness. Although Chen Qiangrui knew it too, he was embarrassed to teach Fuyao, and he was unable to draw such a picture. Good picture book.Now, what else can he say?
The little monkey didn't seem to pursue his thoughts, but asked gossipingly: "Who is your brother still bullying, Ji Fuyao?"

"No, but..." Chen Qiangrui always thought that he had a tight mouth, but he couldn't help but say that Fuyao's family was here, it was very pitiful, and he had no food to eat.

"Oh, don't worry about it. I'll see what kind of work our master has. I can do it for her family and earn some food money."

"That's...very good." Liang Mingrui originally wanted to say thank you, but felt that it had nothing to do with him. Why was he thanking him?But I am still very grateful to the little monkey in my heart. He once met a little monkey with a sprained foot and helped him massage it. It has been more than half a year, and he has helped him a lot. Already answered it.

"Monkey, you are such a good person."

"Hee hee, you are not good, how can you see that I am good?" The little monkey looked like we are both good people, and the corners of Chen Qiangrui's mouth hooked reluctantly.

On the other side, Master Liang was expressing emotion to the little master: "I'm not yet twelve, this skill is already hard to come by." He sincerely praised Fuyao, thinking that if such a person wins over the Shizi, in time, he will surely shine.

Liang Mingrui nodded slightly, but the few attendants around him felt unhappy in their hearts. They all hoped to be respected by the Shi Ziye and did not want to add more competitors.

Liang Mingrui had no expression on his face, but he was even more dissatisfied with Master Liang in his heart. He felt that he only knew how to measure martial arts, and looked around him, what kind of waste he had made.

On the stage, Fuyao felt that his fist hit Zan Junchao, his muscles would tremble, which proved that he felt pain, but he had good stamina, so he didn't show it.

Well, since you are resistant to fighting, then hit a few more times, Fuyao felt that his hands were not strong enough, so he just kicked more, anyway, she was fast enough, and her moves were weird, Zan Junchao couldn't defend against her.

Fuyao kicked Zan Junchao's leg with a series of kicks. Zan Junchao was enraged. He pounced and almost grabbed Fuyao's arm. Fuyao took advantage of him leaning forward, turned around and kicked his ass hard. ,
Zan Jun yelled loudly, turned around suddenly, this time was extremely fast, grabbed Fuyao's arm, Fuyao couldn't break free, stretched out his foot and kicked him on the head, Zan Jun was in a hurry, he swung his hands, Fuyao was caught Throw it out.

This guy is so strong that Fuyao can't resist at all. Fortunately, her body is flexible enough now. They saw her arms and legs spread out in the air, and people saw a graceful figure passing by. Fuyao turned over and stood firmly. to the ground.

Zan Junchao is best at throwing people to the ground. Seeing that this trick didn't work, he stomped his feet angrily.

There was a burst of applause and applause from all around, and several judges couldn't help clapping their hands: "It's just an adult competition, it's nothing more than that."

Now, Fuyao's stamina is extremely strong, she rushed over again, punched and kicked Zan Junchao, and when she heard the opponent panting heavily, she changed her tactics, trying to drag Zan Junchao down.

The coach of the middle battalion walked over and said something to the judges, and the gong rang.

It turned out that Zan Junchao had sprained himself during practice a few days ago, and the instructor was afraid that his injury would worsen, so he would rather admit defeat.

Some of the judges felt that if Zan Junchao hadn't been injured, Fuyao would not be his opponent, while others supported Fuyao. In the end, they made a compromise and let them tie.

The coach of Zhongying and Ge Suming were very satisfied with the result.

(End of this chapter)