pungent peasant girl

Chapter 145 The Indiscriminate Means (1)

"Qianyan, speak with strength." Luo Ziyan said, and by the way, hugged Qianyan's waist.

Meng Qianyan glanced at him, raised his brows, "Hmph, external aura and internal strength are equally important."

"Okay, then I have to take a good look at the results of my wife's training." Luo Ziyan smiled lightly and said calmly.

He has always been confident in his wife's strength.

He squinted his eyes, leaned back on the chair, and looked around subconsciously for a week.

Suddenly, a slender figure came into his sight.

The man was dressed in a jade-colored brocade robe with dark patterns, leaning on the chair next to Wang An, with his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, waiting for the next competition with a half-smile.

Who is this person?When did he come, why didn't he see this person just now?

"What are you looking at?" Meng Qianyan looked at Luo Ziyan's expression and squeezed his fingers.

Luo Ziyan came back to his senses, and whispered in Meng Qianyan's ear, "Do you know who the people around Wangzhi County are?"

Meng Qianyan glanced at it, then opened his mouth and said, "I don't know..."

However, after saying this, she froze for a moment.

Why does this person seem to have a faint nobility?This kind of nobility is different from that of Luo Ziyan.Luo Ziyan is refined and cold, like a fairy on a snow mountain.

And the man next to Wang An still carried a faint mystery, and a hidden aura surrounded him.

He is no ordinary person.

Meng Qianyan thought with certainty.

"Pay more attention to him." Luo Ziyan said.

"I know." Meng Qianyan responded softly.

At this time, the gong was sounded again, and Wang An said loudly: "I announce that the second competition begins—"

"In this competition, the competition is about the sword, the sword has no eyes, you must be more careful, even if you lose, it doesn't matter, don't hurt yourself." Lin Feng got up and explained to the martial arts students.

"Yes, the students know."

While answering, the students of the four schools of martial arts came to the training ground with swords and weapons.

After Wang An gave the order, these students began to "fight".

Swords, swords and shadows, all kinds of guys rubbing against each other made ear-piercing sounds, even Meng Qianyan, who practiced martial arts, couldn't help covering his ears and closing his eyes.

"Who is that--"

"It seems to be Han Zheng!"

In the crowd, someone was exclaiming.

Meng Qianyan subconsciously opened his eyes.

I saw, on the training ground, a tall and strong young man, holding a big knife, with a stern face, seeing the knife chopping the knife, seeing people chopping people, his movements were neat, crisp and powerful.

Not long after, seven or eight people were injured by the weapons he sent flying, and they were willing to bow down.

Look at the clothes he is wearing, it is a brown strong suit, and Cheng Huayi's robe is also of this color.

There is no doubt that this person is a martial artist from all directions.

Meng Qianyan frowned. According to Han Zheng's style of play, he would definitely win.

She looked at Cheng Huayi, and sure enough, Cheng Huayi was complacent, and his eyes were on Lin Feng, all eyes were on winning.

No wonder, Cheng Huayi is so confident, so there is such a powerful character.

"what……"

There was a roar of pain on the training ground, and a stream of blood sprayed out.

It turned out that it was Han Zheng's knife that pierced straight into someone's thigh.

The field became excited, and Qiu Junniang was the first to stand up, "Master Cheng, your students are a bit too much, right? The competition is the competition, why should you be so cruel?"

Cheng Hua frowned, looking distressed, "Come, come, come quickly, drag that student down, and bandage him well."

After finishing speaking, he went to Qiu Junniang again, and said with an apologetic smile: "Hehehe, Master Qiu, look, this sword has no eyes, and my student didn't do it on purpose. Don't worry too much, I think it's just a flesh wound That's all."

These words are simply shameless.

Meng Qianyan couldn't bear it anymore, she stood up, "Flesh injury? Blood spilled all over the ground, is it called a flesh injury?"

"Yes, in our Sifang martial arts, this small injury is just a flesh injury."

"Hehe, then I wish you become the head of the family, and suffer a few flesh injuries."

"You..." Cheng Hua was at a loss for words, "Mrs. Luo doesn't want women's kindness."

"Okay, I won't be kind to women." Meng Qianyan sat back, shook the handkerchief in his hand, and whispered to the people around him: "Tell Liu Gang and the others to prepare well."

That Han Zheng is so ruthless, this sword competition, Han Zheng will undoubtedly win.

But there is still a third game, so she will definitely win the third game beautifully.

In this way, in the final general competition, there is a greater chance of winning.

With the sound of the gong beating, the second competition also ended. As expected by Qianyan, Han Zheng of the Quartet Martial Arts can be said to have won a complete victory. People band together against other people.

Wang An announced the result on stage.

Of the remaining eight people, four belong to Sifang Wuxing, two belong to Jinglin Wuxing, and only one person remains from Ruiyan Wuxing and Qiushi Wuxing.

After Wang An announced the end, Cheng Hua smiled even more recklessly, "Hehe, Master Lin, Mrs. Luo, you all need to work harder, otherwise, this year's No.1 may fall to our Quartet Martial Arts."

"We will." Lin Feng replied without humility.

At this time, it was Shen time, and in two more hours, it would be dark.

Therefore, the third bow and arrow competition is coming soon.

Meng Qianyan is best at bows and arrows, but she can only be regarded as a teacher at best, and she is not qualified to compete at all.

Therefore, she explained a few words to Liu Gang and others, and sat back in her seat with peace of mind.

"Anxin." Luo Ziyan held her hand.

"I'm at ease." Meng Qianyan replied firmly.She believes that with her hard work for so many days, her students will definitely not be bad!
The bow and arrow competition is different from other competitions, and it cannot be melee.

One hundred targets were placed on the training ground.

Forty students from the four schools of martial arts stood in a row.

"Now, in your quiver, everyone has five feathered arrows, that is to say, everyone has a chance to shoot five arrows at most. For the first time, shoot one arrow, the one that hits the bull's-eye will stay, and the rest will be eliminated. For the second time, those who hit the bull’s-eye will remain, and the rest will be eliminated! When the third time, the number of people is small, we will place the target to the farthest, shoot the last three arrows, and see whoever hits the most bull’s-eye will be No. .1."

Wang An finished reading the rules, "Do you understand everything?"

"Understood!"

All the students answered in unison, this rule has been like this for several years.

"Okay, first time, shoot!" With a wave of the small flag, forty feathered arrows shot out one after another.

Most people hit the bull's-eye, and only eight people were eliminated.

After that, the targets were all dragged back five meters.

"Second time, shoot!"

This time, the distance was longer and the pressure was greater, and another thirteen people were eliminated.

This time, out of the forty students, there were only nineteen left.

By the third time, the distance was already farther and the requirements were higher. Almost everyone present tensed up.

(End of this chapter)