Nangong Li was right before, he did have a fire in his heart, especially when he saw Mu Xue's knee injury that day, he didn't eat and sleep well during the time he returned to the General's Mansion.

He is unwilling, unwilling to hold himself in the palm of his hand to care for a woman who has become a treasure, why should he be practiced by others in someone else's palace?

And he is a good man with strong blood, and at this moment he gritted his teeth and said with red eyes: "There are no eyes in your fists and feet, if you hurt the prince later, please ask the prince to say a word when the emperor wants to investigate it, and you are also inferior to others, and it has nothing to do with our general's mansion." ”

These words fell on Nangong Li's ears, and the corners of his lips hooked up a triumphant smile: "Although he opened his fists and feet to greet this king, if this king frowns, this king will lose." ”

Nangong Li wanted such an effect, he wished that Mu Haifeng would open his fists and feet to fight with him.

"Lord Wang, don't talk too much. It's not certain who will be better. ”

"It's easy to decide whether you win or lose."

While talking to him, Nangong Li naturally stretched out three fingers: "Within three moves, if this king doesn't sweep you down, you win, how about it?" ”

This is extremely arrogant, and there are some insults in it.

These ninety-nine eighty-one plum blossom piles of different shades are their battlefield, and now this man said that he would knock himself down from this plum blossom pile within three moves, and this man must have said too arrogantly.

Nangong Li is arrogant and naturally has arrogant capital, he said three moves instead of one, not because he doesn't have that strength, but because he doesn't want to sweep people away with one move, in this way, this is too embarrassing for Mu Haifeng.

Mu Zhennan has taught Mu Haifeng to be modest and polite since he was a child, and at this moment he only thinks about him and is crazy about him, and he must take the opportunity to say hello to him twice later, so that this person is crazy and does not know the height of the sky.

"Lord Wang, the competition between the last general and you is just a competition, where there will be a win or lose."

"Heh, we are a competition, not a competition, since it is a competition, there must be a winner or a loser, please be able to understand this point."

Mu Haifeng was a little incomprehensible, and asked with a twisted brow: "Why does the prince have to win or lose?" ”

"This king has to let a certain woman know that the eighteen kinds of martial arts that she often chatters in front of this king, Brother Haifeng, who is proficient in all kinds of martial arts, can't even pass three moves in front of this king."

From head to toe, from the inside out, this man is talking about Mu Xue, as if he is deliberately trying to arouse the anger in this man's heart.

The two men stood face to face and spoke for a long time, and the voices between the two men were deliberately kept low so that no one but them could hear what they were saying to each other.

Moreover, this Nangong Li also glanced at Mu Xue from time to time, and this series of actions made Mu Xue wonder if this man had something to do with him in front of Brother Haifeng.

Just when Mu Xue was guessing what this man would say between the tense men, Mu Haifeng suddenly punched first....

This fist was swung very violently, and it came through the wind, with a killing wind.

And the distance between the two people is very close, Mu Zhennan and Mu Xue were thinking that this punch must fall on Nangong Li's body, only to see that the man lightly tapped his toes, and the whole person was like an autumn wind falling leaves, and the distance between them was widened in an instant.

Then he was light and landed steadily on the highest plum blossom pile, looking at Mu Haifeng condescendingly.

At the same time, he said, "The speed is not enough, "

Seeing this, Mu Haifeng also knew that his speed was still slow, because he didn't even touch the corners of Nangong Li's clothes.

This is the first time Mu Xue has seen this man's martial arts, and she once asked Fei Qi how the prince's martial arts skills are.

Fei Qi only used four words to describe it at that time, and she didn't ask any more about how unfathomable it was.

But at this moment, she watched him treat Brother Haifeng's punches so sharply, and he was able to flash so lightly, and he flashed so elegantly and calmly.

Not only is this dodge elegant and calm, but the next three moves, this Nangong Li has always dealt with it elegantly.

The advance and retreat of every move, when he was fighting with this Mu Haifeng, he was still able to distract himself from paying attention to the woman who was outside the court, but when he found that Mu Xue's anxious gaze was only revolving around this Mu Haifeng, his moves gradually became sharper, not like Fang Cai, who only defended but did not attack.

In fact, his only defense and non-attack made Mu Haifeng angry, not only did he not make a move, but he also only used one hand to resolve his own tricks.

Isn't that a blatant insult?

If you play yourself like this, it is better to admit defeat directly, so as not to see the smug look of this prince.

"Lord Wang, if you do this again, I will admit defeat directly."

Saying this, this Mu Haifeng was obviously a little impatient, and impatient thoughts were not advisable when fighting.

In fact, this Nangong didn't make a move, but wanted to delay the first move as much as possible, so that he could observe the loopholes that appeared when Mu Haifeng's punches, palms and even legs were swept.

Nangong Li leaned on his back with his left hand, and his right hand defused the trick of Mu Haifeng's attack, seeing that he made a move with the black tiger, he still said in a pointing tone: "If this king just swept your left ribs, you would have fallen, so Major General Mu, don't just focus on attacking opponents you don't understand, and you don't know how to be kicked off the stage when the time comes." ”

Mu Haifeng's tricks were once again easily flashed by him, and when he heard the long list of words of the prince, he immediately filtered the scene in his mind, and found that the situation was indeed as the prince said, and a cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Cold sweat can make people sober, this Mu Haifeng is really not as impatient as Fang Cai.

But Mu Haifeng could faintly feel that he was going to lose this competition, and this man must have seen many flaws in himself.

Now he has a sense of admiration, this prince is brave and strategic, and he is indeed a general.

Mu Zhennan taught him in the past, saying that he was more than brave and lackluster in strategy, and he was not an excellent general.

Generals are generals, not only have the courage of generals, but also have the general talents of strategists, so that they can be comfortable on the battlefield.

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

"Don't thank King Ben, when this king sweeps you down later, don't blame this king for being heavy."

Between the battles between you and me, the two men were still communicating, but when he spoke, Nangong Li had a rare thought, glanced at Mu Xue who had been looking at Mu Haifeng with worried eyes outside the fence, and pursed his lips with a sneer.

When Mu Xue received the man's gaze, she weakly put her eyes on Mu Zhennan, who was standing in front of her and watching the battle.

Mu Zhennan's eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and he has been observing the changes in the field, originally this Nangong didn't make a move, just blindly defending and not attacking, Mu Haifeng pressed step by step with his vigorous skills, and he had the upper hand.

But when the first trick passed, Nangong Li seemed to see through the loopholes and flaws in this person's tricks.

"Daddy, do you think Brother Haifeng has a good chance of winning?"

Mu Xue took a step towards Mu Zhennan's side, stopped beside him and asked such a sentence.

Mu Zhennan shook his head slightly, this Mu Haifeng's chances of winning are not only not big, but it is simply impossible.

Mu Haifeng can only lose and not win, this is what Mu Haifeng explained before he came to power.

Seeing her father shaking her head, Mu Xue couldn't help but worry more about Mu Haifeng, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, but don't get hurt.

Mu Haifeng had already lost slightly at the moment, and the second round ended with Mu Haifeng receiving a heavy punch in the chest.

The internal organs seemed to be displaced in an instant, especially the one that had been hit hard, as if the body had been pierced, and the sword eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together because of too much pain.

And the impact of this punch was too strong, Mu Haifeng retreated more than a dozen wooden stakes in order to remove the strength, and then he barely stabilized his body on a distant plum blossom pile.

At this moment he was already standing on the edge, and a few more plum blossom stakes were missing, and he was about to fall.

Every time he encounters a great opportunity, Nangong Li will never let it go.

I saw that this Mu Haifeng stabilized his figure, and the man who had been reluctant to make a move pressed step by step, his long legs swept through thousands of troops, and with a sharp leg wind, he kicked towards Mu Haifeng, who was only able to stand firmly...

The power of this leg is extraordinary, with gusts of wind, sweeping out the momentum of thousands of troops, which can be seen to be menacing.

Mu Xue didn't expect this man's attack to become so fierce in the blink of an eye, and a layman like her could see that this Mu Haifeng hadn't even had time to stabilize his body after receiving a punch, and the man took advantage of the victory to chase after him.

It's quite a bit of a taste of taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

Where is the usual point up to the end of the competition.....

In front of him, this man swept through the thousands of troops violently, and in order to protect his head, Mu Haifeng could only bend his hands to block this move and sweep the thousands of troops.

Although this Mu Haifeng's body is not as exaggerated as a kite with a broken string, but after passing through this leg, he was swept off the plum blossom stake.

When he landed, Mu Haifeng rolled on the ground with his unloaded force, and then squatted on the ground, covering his chest with his right hand in pain, which hurt badly at the moment.

And the man who still maintained his elegance when he was learning martial arts stood tall on the plum blossom stake with the attitude of a victor.

It stands to reason that he defeated his opponent, and it should be the moment when he shines and attracts the attention of the whole people.

He naturally got the attention of everyone present, and they all sighed in their hearts that this prince was too different from what he knew.

But there was one person who didn't pay attention to him, and that was Mu Xue!