Chapter 1015： Tim Ding (2/2)

Chu Li put the long knife at his hand, and put the armor on his body.

”Let's go, let's make a comparison.” Fan Yang grinned. ”In the future, we will be a team and know the details.”

They also want to teach the martial arts of the disciples of the Light Sect, if they can defeat the disciples of the Light Sect, that would be an exciting thing.

The three came to the school martial arts ground, each of them took an iron and wood knife, the weight of which is no different from a real knife, and chopping on the body was painful enough.

Chu Licheng made his heart, and stopped them with a stab.

The two were convincing, and admired the bright disciples.

Chu Li lamented the importance of his identity. His identity as a bright saint had pressed them first, and then demonstrated powerful martial arts. The two immediately bowed to the wind, convinced themselves, and took no effort.

He also learned the origins of the two. The old fan was a martial arts man, killed a court official, and was assigned to Feng Ruiying. For ten years in Feng Ruiying, because there was no war, he lived very moist.

Xu Cihang was originally a centurion, but later he fought with another centurion and killed the other side by accident, so he was assigned here and came for four years.

They are both masters of Tianwaitian. They are not worth mentioning in his eyes, but they are already a rare master to others. After all, masters of Tianwaitian are rare, which is why they can live to this day.

In the following days, Fengruiying seemed to be forgotten.

Ying Yangjun dispatched from time to time, but nothing happened with Feng Ruiying. One person was few, and the other was Yang Ping, so he didn't want to give Chu Li the opportunity to make achievements.

Chu Li practiced in Fengrui camp during the day, and returned to his house in the attached city at night, talked to Xiao Qi, or strolled by the river ~ ~ He has bought a boat and can ride at any time play.

During the day, while practicing, he also used the Dayuan Mirror to observe the entire Yingyang Army to see how they trained and cooperated. On the benefit of cavalry, it ’s not as good as the big autumn and the season is not as good. Methodological issues.

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At noon seven days later, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and Dayuan Jingzhi saw a group of people led by a armored soldier to the school martial ground of Fengruiying.

This armored soldier was exactly the one who had brought Chu away, surnamed Jiang, Jiang Jinfu, and a close guard.

Fan Yang greeted with a smile.

”Lao Fan, they will give it to you. This is a death row prisoner coming from the imperial court. There is nothing good!” Jiang Jinfu yelled.

Fan Yang smiled diǎn head: ”Just give it to me!”

”Train them well, or they will be killed if they are on the battlefield!” Jiang Jinfu said.

”No problem!” Fan Yang laughed.

Jiang Jinfu exclaimed, ”The new Zhao Dahe, come with me to pick up soldiers!”

Chu Li sat on the bed without moving, as if not heard.

Fan Yang said busyly: ”No old Zhao, I can go with Xiao Xu!”

”Uh-?” Jiang Jinfu frowned at him.

Fan Yang said with a smile: ”He is hurrying to practice his skills these days.”

Jiang Jinfu lowered his face: ”It seems that I can't move him!”

Fan Yang laughed: ”He's busy, we'll be fine!”

The army is also a strong one, and the two admire Chu Li ’s martial arts admiration. In addition, Chu Li also refers to them, letting them martial arts advance.

Such trivial matters, of course, can not bother him.

Jiang Jinfu sneered: ”It is indeed a bright disciple of disciples, and the shelf is big! ... I have to let him go today!” (To be continued.)