My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

The cheers in the school field gradually died down.

Deng Zhuo also noticed the change of some people's eyes and turned to the periphery of the school field.

Although he was a little worried about being mentioned by the other party, Zhuang Chenglu still showed a relaxed look at the moment. After all, apart from the gambling appointment, he had a good time in feixiao city.

Yang Yi stood next to her without much emotion fluctuation.

Deng Zhuo grinned, as if he had found something interesting, jumped off the Biwu platform and came over.

As he moved, other soldiers in the school yard watched and whispered.

"Younger martial sister Zhuang, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

Deng Zhuo came over and patted the dust on the army armor. After greeting Zhuang Chenglu, his eyes fell on Yang Yi next to him. "This is also your disciple of Qixia sect? Is that Liu Yang?"

"Yang Yi."

Yang Yijian is short.

"Doesn't it mean that you Qixia sect has a disciple named Liu Yang who is strong? I also made an appointment with younger martial sister Zhuang and said that I would have a competition next time. It turns out not."

Deng Zhuo's words made Zhuang Cheng Luton feel helpless. The other party really remembered it.

"Adjutant Deng, we're not here to say that. We're ordered by the great elder to ask the military general for something on behalf of the zongmen."

Zhuang Chenglu bypassed the topic and came straight to the point with a reinforcement order.

The reinforcement order was issued by the Dynasty and was not ordinary. Deng Zhuo recognized it at a glance.

"Looking for my master?"

"Unfortunately, he's a little busy these days."

Deng Zhuo shook his head.

"You didn't mean not to let us see you?" Zhuang Chenglu muttered.

"I'm not bored to this extent." Deng Zhuo chuckled. "You all used reinforcement tokens. It must be a big event about the survival of the sect."

"I didn't lie to you. Even I haven't seen the master for several days."

Zhuang Chenglu looked at Yang Yi when she heard the speech, then frowned and said, "did the general say when he would come back?"

"I don't know. Anyway, he and the mayor of Chuanhe city are busy during this time."

Deng Zhuo stretched his waist, loosened his shoulders and said with a smile, "are you in a hurry?"

"About the devil." Zhuang Chenglu is short.

"So it is." Deng Zhuo nodded. Then he looked up at Zhuang Chenglu and reminded him, "this is really a big event, but I think you also know that this is not the responsibility of our Xiaolingwei."

"Therefore, your reinforcement order may not be taken by my master."

"You'd better be prepared with both hands."

"Qingzhou is too far away from the imperial capital. I don't know when I can get a reply when I ask for assistance there, and there are few nearby cities that can make room."

Zhuang Chenglu sighed, "is there no other way?"

"Yes, I can help you say please. As long as I speak, Shifu will listen more or less. But the price is sister Zhuang. How about you refining pills for us for one year?" Deng Zhuo grinned.

"It's different from gambling, okay." Zhuang Chenglu has no good airway.

"It's agreed to bring the strongest disciple of your sect next time. You broke the appointment first." Deng Zhuo held on.

"Who said I broke my appointment? The younger martial brother Yang next to me is also very strong. He killed the moving mountain territory during the period of gathering Ding territory. Now he breaks through the moving mountain territory. I'm afraid you may lose to him."

Zhuang Chenglu pondered in his eyes and said more than enough. Instead, he hooked up the competitive Deng Zhuo and looked at Yang Yi.

"Elder martial sister Zhuang exaggerated, but she did kill the mountain moving area with a plan."

Yang Yi is neither humble nor arrogant. After all, he just takes money to do things. There is no need to make friends with each other.

"Yes, since brother Yang came with younger martial sister Zhuang, he probably knew my gambling agreement with younger martial sister Zhuang. In this way, the original gambling agreement will remain unchanged. If younger martial brother Yang can win me, I'll pass you a word or two when the master comes back. How about it?"

Deng Zhuoping likes to be competitive every day. At the same time, he is also a cheerful character.

"OK, it's a deal."

After Yang Yiwei imperceptibly motioned, Zhuang Chenglu also responded.

The soldiers in the school yard mountain heard that there was a competition, and the atmosphere rose at once.

Soldiers and officers from other battalions were pulled over by their companions.

Deng Zhuo's strength is needless to say. Although Yang Yi looks young, it is said that he is an inner courtyard disciple of Qixia sect. Such an identity is also particularly fresh and expected for the sergeants in Chuanhe city.

"Brother Yang, the visitor is a guest, so you take the initiative first."

Although Deng Zhuo didn't say it clearly, he still didn't worry about the battle with Yang Yi.

According to Zhuang Chenglu's description, Yang Yi looks like a substitute for Liu Yang.

Previously, when he was in feixiao City, he only heard Zhuang Chenglu talk about the power of Liu Yang and Zhao Heng, and never heard of Yang Yi.

Zhao Heng had beaten him. He could see that the other party was hiding his clumsiness. It was meaningless.

He was looking forward to playing with Liu Yang.

After all, Liu Yang once beat Zhao Heng by half. Knowing Liu Yang's strength, we can estimate Zhao Heng's level.

But the result was an unknown Yang Yi. I can only say that talking is better than nothing.

The Biwu platform was surrounded by soldiers, who were looking forward to the beginning of the competition.

But Yang Yi stopped and looked out of the school yard.

Under the guidance of his vision, everyone looked out one after another.

I saw a short man with broken hair, wearing the same standard armor as Deng Zhuo, walking steadily.

Yang Yi looked embarrassed.

Because he sensed the existence of Jinyuan finger from this person.

"Wang Yue, why are you here? Didn't you say you were going to retreat and practice before? It's too fast?"

Deng Zhuo couldn't help laughing.

Wang Yue is his younger martial brother. Usually they fight constantly, but he almost wins.

A few days ago, he won another duel. When he arrived, he mocked. Unexpectedly, Wang Yue's self-esteem rose, put down his cruel words and said that he would have a competition after closing, and then left angrily.

I thought I wouldn't see each other for a month. Unexpectedly, the other party came back in just a few days.

Deng Zhuo looked at Wang Yue with a joking expression. If it had been in the past, Wang Yue must be itching with anger, and then jumped onto the Biwu platform to fight with him for 300 rounds.

But today's Wang Yue is extremely calm.

It seems that Deng Zhuo is like a clown. As a mature person, he should not be provoked by a clown.

He hung his eyes, his temperament came up at once, and said calmly: "you are still that annoying look, but forget it, I am not the same as I used to be."

"You're not who you used to be. Who else can you be?" Deng Zhuo said strangely.

I've only been closed for a few days. If I don't improve my strength, will optics stink?

I don't know where the confidence comes from.

For Deng Zhuo's repeated provocations, Wang Yue still did not take over.

I saw him holding his hands and laughing at Deng Zhuo's childishness, "I don't want to argue with you. You will soon know what I've learned these days. I hope you won't be surprised at that time."

"But before that, Shifu has come back. He's at the city master's residence now. Let's go. He told us to go there. We've found out about it."