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However, seeing the slight smiles on the faces of Li Jinglong and Ke Wenlong, Feng Xiaobao understood a little.

It turned out that Li Jinglong and Feng Xiaobao had a fight, and they never forgot it, so they went back and said: "Such a root, I haven't met him in a hundred years, I want to accept him as a closed disciple!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the close children around him jumped like cats whose tails had been stepped on.

Li Jinglong had a total of nine personal disciples, of which the eldest died of illness, the third and seventh died in battle, three of the remaining six disciples became generals, one transferred to civilian positions, and two did not go out, managing affairs by his side, and the youngest ninth disciple Tian Yaoquan was also in his thirties.

He has been confiscating new apprentices, and the new ones who enter the door are all his apprentices, and the oldest is in his thirties.

I didn't expect that a kid who was less than twenty-nine years old might become his tenth apprentice, everyone's uncle?

It's worth it!

Rumors are circulating in the circle of close disciples that if Feng Xiaobao comes to the door and can knock him down, he can replace him as the tenth disciple of Jinglong Gong!

So Li Jinglong was satisfied to see that the diligence of the upper-level disciples had increased greatly, and they were all strong, waiting for Feng Xiaobao to come to the door

Now that he is here, someone immediately stepped forward to challenge, and it was Han Jie who came out, the best of the second generation of disciples.

Han Jie came out proudly, and the weapon he used was a shield and a scimitar!

In view of Feng Xiaobao's possible exquisite marksmanship, Han Jie thought about it, not only did he rush out to the camera quickly, but also the weapons were carefully prepared.

The shield covers the body, no matter how good the opponent's marksmanship is, he doesn't fight with him, and the gun can't break the shield, he forces forward with a scimitar in his hand, even if he can't win, he will be nasty and nasty, let him make a fool of himself!

He was wishful thinking, but in less than three minutes, Feng Xiaobao let him know that his thoughts would burst like soap bubbles!

Feng Xiaobao took out the bright silver spear from the cloth bag in Ah Yi's hand, and after greeting Han Jie, he immediately launched a fierce attack.

He used a shield and thought he was Captain America, huh?

Is it a frontal shield that forces him up, trying to force him back?

Feng Xiaobao taught him what a flank attack was.

Don't retreat, go around him in circles.

Feng Xiaobao's side attack let everyone know that his Gao Min is definitely real money, originally the other party rotated in place faster than the people who circled him, but Feng Xiaobao circled around a few times, and his movements were as flexible as an ape, and the speed was faster than Han Jie, once he was shot, Han Jie was immediately unsafe.

After he barely resisted a few shots, he couldn't take care of the top and bottom, and gave Feng Xiaobao a knock on his ankle, his footing was unstable, and he fell to the ground!

His victory was easy, and it increased the fighting spirit of the elite disciples of Li Jinglong's second generation disciples.

In the midst of their crowd boiling, a man with a beard on his face and full of military temperament stood up, and immediately everyone else stopped arguing about who went first.

Tian Yaohan, the senior brother among the second-generation disciples!

His combat power has chased the first generation of disciples, and he will fight, if he loses, the second generation of disciples will all turn aside, and there is no need to fight anymore.

Tian Yaohan used the Daguan knife, which was the authentic descendant of Li Jinglong, the blade was cold, and the knife was extremely sharp, as if there was no room for it!

Some of the disciples exclaimed in surprise, their hearts pounding, imagining that if they were slashed with this knife, it would be nine deaths.

Feng Xiaobao's gun was as fast as lightning, and the head of the gun bloomed like a flower bud.

The weapons struck each other, making a deafening sound of gold and iron.

Tian Yaohan couldn't move Feng Xiaobao, and was secretly surprised.

The Daguan knife is heavy, and the force of the slash is great, but the other party copes with it easily, takes it easily, and counterattacks like a tide, and the gun does not leave his vital point!

He condensed all his mind, shouted violently, and slashed down with his sword!

Feng Xiaobao did not avoid it, and attacked head-on, and the head of the gun met the knife.

When there was a bang, a storm often hit the martial arts arena, and the people who approached unconsciously shrank their heads.

Feng Xiaobao carried the gun like the wind, and the head of the gun did not leave the top of Tian Yaohan's head, throat and abdomen.

The same knife technique, different results, Tian Yaohan is not as perfect as the old knife king, and his gaze is far inferior to the old knife king, and he can't anticipate the enemy's opportunity.

Feng Xiaobao can't be suppressed, his marksmanship is naturally reckless, the throat gun is deadly, forcing Tian Yaohan to retreat step by step, he is unwilling to roar repeatedly, but if Feng Xiaobao can gain the upper hand, it will not be easy to turn the tables.

Seeing everyone's senior brother playing like this, the martial arts hall was silent, and the previous disobedience of all the children disappeared.

Ke Wenlong sighed slightly and said, "Stop!" ”

Everyone stopped, and they could tell the high and low, Tian Yaohan was constantly wheezing, obviously consuming a lot of energy, while Feng Xiaobao quickly calmed down.

"Bring the knife!"

Ke Wenlong took Tian Yaohan's Daguan knife and said in a low voice: "Come on!" ”

The sword is as powerful as a dragon, and it is mighty!

Ke Wenlong's knife technique is almost the same as Tian Yaohan's, but the strength is three points larger, flexible but three points faster, a knife in his hand dances like a dragon in the sea, the knife is round, the turn is like an antelope hanging horns, there is no intention of condensation, cutting people is like flowing water, and the knife is divided into meat.

Tian Yaohan was relaxed and happy, and the benefits were huge.

He had a lot of opportunities to see the sword skills of his ancestors and his uncles, but he had fought one by himself, and when he saw his uncle fight again, he felt more deeply, and he knew that the same move should be cut down like this to be able to receive the strongest killing effect.

Ke Wenlong's general-level attack ability, Feng Xiaobao can actually deal with it, because he was defeated after the battle with Li Jinglong, and he learned from the pain, after all, he came from the later generations and had a lot of information: how to deal with a master with a better level?

There are a lot of examples in later generations, the most obvious is the "asymmetrical play" of the 5,000-year-old dragon fighting 255 bald eagles, you hit yours, I hit mine, what do you do, I don't have to dance with you, I just need to exert my attack power.

Therefore, Feng Xiaobao did not compare moves with him, and tried his best to play the lockthroat gun marksmanship, once he felt that the pressure was high, he immediately jumped away and reorganized the offensive.

The two of them went back and forth, Feng Xiaobao tried his best and barely fought to a draw with Ke Wenlong!

However, looking at the smile on the corner of Ke Wenlong's mouth, it is obvious that his subordinates are merciful, and he is also more than twice as old as others, and he is still a general, and he is not as cheeky as his master Li Jinglong to do it in public.

"That's it!" Li Jinglong let out a low sigh.

Ke Wenlong and Feng Xiaobao stopped together, and Feng Xiaobao said respectfully: "Thank you General Ke for your guidance!" ”

"You're good, you can kill the Tubo people if you go out now, I'm at your age, and I'm killed by the Tubo people!" Ke Wenlong praised.

"Don't dare to be!" Feng Xiaobao hurriedly said.

Li Jinglong stood up, looked at the disciples and said, "I want to accept him as the tenth disciple, but are you not convinced?" ”

No one responded, and Li Jinglong said happily: "Okay, Xiaobao, from today onwards, you will be my tenth disciple!" ”

Feng Xiaobao pushed the golden mountain and knelt down and shouted, "Master! ”