An Qingxu's ideal in life is to play with all the women of his father, and then all the women in the world, immersed in the gentle countryside and happy like a fairy, as for fighting and fighting, he is extremely disgusted.

But the thing he hated the most was that his father wanted him to do, and he couldn't openly disobey orders, which made him extremely depressed.

His old friend Duan was reluctant to leave him. Since ancient times, Chang'e has loved young people, and compared with An Lushan, An Qingxu is still handsome.

So, Duan's gave An Lushan a pillow wind, saying that An Qingxu's martial arts were poor, and his ability to lead troops was poor, and sending him to fight would not be to increase the morale of others to destroy his own prestige, and let others pick up the cheap in vain.

An Lushan put his arm around her and said, "You have typical long hair and short knowledge. Yan Zhuang's military division has said that sending him to fight is not a hard battle, but just to eliminate a few mountain villagers, not to send him to waste firewood, do you want me, the dignified emperor, to go in person, kill chickens and use cattle knives, this is too much to give face to those mountain savages. ”

Duan Shi said again: "Since you sent him to fight, can you give him more elite soldiers." As for the rice buckets in his house, I'm afraid that there will be more than enough success and more failure. ”

An Lushan said: "This is the time to test his ability. If you don't even have this ability, you are not worthy of being my An Lushan's son. A good cook is one who can make things good and delicious no matter what rotten ingredients are. ”

Duan wanted to continue, but An Lushan was impatient and asked why she was so protective of An Qingxu, could it be that she had a leg with him?

Duan Shi hurriedly hugged An Lushan and repeatedly emphasized that she only had An Lushan in her heart, and she couldn't fit anyone else, because his size was so huge.

An Qingxu knew that he was sent out to fight because Yan Zhuang was a ghost, so he wanted to find a way to teach Yan Zhuang a troubled lesson.

He came to An Lushan's study, and first said goodbye to An Lushan with a handful of snot and tears, expressing his endless thoughts about An Lushan, which was as touching as life and death. An Lushan had to say to him with tears in his eyes: "The man is ambitious in all directions, how can you be so reluctant to go out and be so reluctant, what can you do in the future." ”

An Qingxu said: "Your Majesty Father, Erchen thought of a way to boost the morale of the army before going out, and let Erchen sing and triumph like a bamboo. ”

An Lushan asked him to have something to say, but it didn't hurt to say it.

An Qingxu said: "I want to test my martial arts with Yan Zhuang in front of the three armies, if I can defeat Yan Zhuang's army, the morale of the army will be greatly boosted, and the fighting spirit will be high." ”

An Lushan approved. He also wanted to see what kind of realm his eldest son had practiced martial arts to and whether he could prepare for his successor.

An Qingxu's inner idea was to beat him up through a competition, but he would not be killed, after all, the entire An Lushan Group was still like a head in his head, and An Lushan couldn't do without him.

On this day, the training ground was full of people, and in addition to the presence of high-ranking officers, An Lushan and Duan also came to watch the battle. Everyone was talking about it, and they were all speculating about who was better in terms of strength between Yan Zhuang and An Qingxu. In terms of appearance, An Qingxu is a little fatter, while Yan Zhuang looks weak, so everyone bets on An Qingxu to be bigger.

An Qingxu is naturally full of confidence, and he also proposed the competition first, looking at Yan Zhuang's eyes, it seems that he can breathe fire.

And Yan Zhuang looked a little trembling, he was respectful to An Qingxu, and asked An Qingxu not to shoot so hard, he was afraid of pain.

An Qingxu smiled at him: "Don't worry, I promise not to kill you." ”

The two jumped into the ring and lost as to who fell out of the ring.

The next thing is to pick a weapon, Yan Zhuang chose a closed moon shy light sword, and played a few spears on the spot, which was as flexible as a golden monkey, which won the applause of all the generals present.

An Qingxu picked a gold-wire ring knife, and also played a few spears like Yan Zhuang, moving like a rabbit, and won praise again and again.

An Lushan is very satisfied with them and is very much looking forward to a good show to watch. The Duan family is optimistic about An Qingxu, hoping that he can repay her hatred for Yan Zhuang together.

An Lushan ordered the begin. Suddenly the gongs and drums were noisy, and the colorful flags fluttered.

An Qingxu was already impatient to wait, and slashed at Yan Zhuang with a move of "splitting Huashan". If this trick is cut on a big tree with a thick bowl mouth, it will be broken immediately. It's a pity that Yan Zhuang is not wood, he blocked An Qingxu's attack with a move of "blocking the sea through the wall", and a sword and sword overlapped together to shoot a spark of passion.

The two were evenly matched, and they were so shocked that they each took a step back. An Qingxu made persistent efforts, and slashed at Yan Zhuang's waist with a move "Raptor's Tail", this move was fierce, and if it was cut on the palm-thick stone pillar, it would immediately break into two sections. However, Yan Zhuang was not a stone pillar, he unhurriedly used a trick "Whale Lapping Long Waves" to easily pick aside the knife that An Qingxu swung with all his strength.

All the generals present praised one after another, such a wonderful game is rarely seen in ordinary times. An Lushan also nodded again and again.

One blow and then three and then exhausted. An Qingxu couldn't attack a few moves in a row, and he became more and more impatient, and the rules were a little messy.

Yan Zhuang saw the opportunity and used a move "Haidilao Moon" to fly the big steel knife in An Qingxu's hand. He didn't dare to win so obviously, pretending to be too hard to hold it unsteadily, and even the sword in his hand flew out.

Everyone present sighed again, it was really intense.

An Qingxu and Yan Zhuang competed with their bare hands. An Qingxu threw several punches at Yan Zhuang, and each punch was fast and fierce. But Yan Zhuang could see his fists clearly, separated them one by one. An Qingxu saw that he couldn't use his fists, so he used his feet and played a sweeping leg. Yan Zhuang suddenly jumped into the air to dodge his sweep.

An Qingxu, who had been unable to attack for a long time, became more and more impatient, and he also jumped into the air to fight Yan Zhuang in the air. And Yan Zhuang didn't want to just defend anymore, so before he could rise into the air, he used his mandarin duck leg to pat his head and make him fall to the ground.

When An Qingxu fell to the ground, he used all his strength to barely be able to stand firmly. The scalp is numb and painful, but I dare not touch it for the sake of face. His solemn anger deepened again. Continue to do everything in your power to attack Yanzhuang. The two of you came and went like a dragon out of a hole, and they fought for dozens of rounds in an instant.

An Qingxu's strength was getting weaker and weaker, but Yan Zhuang was still as usual. It became unrealistic for him to want to beat him up. But the real situation is that Yan Zhuang punches him from time to time, or pushes his lower body with his knees, the force is just right, neither hurting him too much nor making him comfortable, let alone letting others feel that An Qingxu is being beaten.

When the fight was almost over, Yan Zhuang deliberately forced An Qingxu to the edge of the ring, and then turned his body outward. When An Qingxu kicked in, he also kicked over, and both of them were hit by one kick, but An Qingxu flew to the center of the ring, and he flew to the outside of the ring. An Qingxu's stomach hurt so much that he could afford the black yarn, and Yan Zhuang didn't have anything to do. In fact, he deliberately jumped off the outside of the ring. He had to give An Qingxu face, pretending to lose so that he could lead the troops to the expedition with dignity.

All the generals present thought that An Qingxu had won it back with his strength, and cheered loudly.

An Lushan has been on the battlefield for a long time, in fact, he can see that Yan Zhuang really lets his son, but he doesn't break it, and sometimes he does need a little encouragement when treating his juniors. So he praised An Qingxu's martial arts with a clear conscience, so that he could be proud before the battle.

Yan Zhuang also hypocritically said to An Qingxu that he was willing to bow to the wind and learn more from An Qingxu in the future.

How could An Qingxu not know that his own skills were inferior, but for the sake of face, he could only laugh and said: "Accept and accept." In my heart, I actually wanted to cut Yan Zhuang into more than a dozen pieces in order to be discouraged.

So, An Qingxu led his 8,000-strong descendants to Lijia Village. Along the way, he was full of spirit, because his 8,000 men claimed to be 50,000, so as to scare the opponent's courage in advance.