"Probably children are more energetic...... You go, find a few more people, and if you hear it, you can't beat him...... No, not for dinner. ”

He ...... It's just a child's words, and it's not our general......"

"We can't even beat a child, the general may not be able to mock us, let alone dinner, breakfast and supper may be given to you, go and ...... quickly"

Zhao Yi is a child after all, there are only seven people, and he is only narrowly defeated, and now he can withstand ten of them, and he will be defeated soon.

Seeing that Zhao Yi lost, Zhao Ping paced out leisurely, surrounded Zhao Yi, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and said, "Waste, I can't even beat these few." ”

Praetorian Guard: "......" pierces the heart!

General, can't you be tactful?

Zhao Yi was unconvinced, "You don't guide me, how can I fight!" ”

Zhao Ping glanced at him, raised his lips and smiled: "You are not qualified to let me guide." ”

Zhao Yi: "......"

"What about her?" Zhao Yi vented all the dissatisfaction accumulated over the past few days, pointed at Ning Yu and shouted, "Is she qualified enough?" ”

Zhao Ping glanced at Ning Yu: "It's enough than you." ”

Zhao Yi shouted: "You haven't tried her, how do you know that she is qualified?" I think you're just lustful and lustful! ”

The Praetorian Guards looked at Zhao Ping with a grim expression, but saw that their general was not uncomfortable at all, and even smiled.

Looking at Ning Yu again, holding a sword in his hand, he stood at the bottom of the steps with his head down, kicking the snow foam on the ground, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Could it be that the rumors are all true, and their general really has a leg with An and Wang Ji?

"What kind of mess did you learn at such a young age? Go back and talk to your father. The hilt of the sword in Zhao Ping's hand lightly glanced at Zhao Yi's head.

Zhao Yi grinded his teeth and glared at Zhao Ping: "You are!" ”

Zhao Ping laughed, "The first time I saw her, I fought with her, and I know how many catties and taels she has." ”

Zhao Yi was still unconvinced, and Zhao Ping continued: "The second time I saw her, she fought with her bare hands against the soldiers of the guard, and she had to protect the unarmed beggars. During the trip to Yicheng, she led two guards up the mountain to suppress Luoyang Village, and when facing the assassins, she did not change her face and calmly responded to the battle, do you say that she is qualified enough? ”

Zhao Yi: "......"

Zhao Yi snorted and didn't speak, he had heard a little about this, but he didn't care. He still thinks his uncle is unfair in his selfish heart.

Ning Yu stopped kicking the snow, the sword slashed twice on the snow foam, walked over, smiled at Zhao Yi, and beckoned: "Come, eldest nephew, show you the strength of this palace, so that you can be convinced!" ”

Zhao Yi fried his hair: "Who is your eldest nephew!" You're only three years older than me! No, two and a half years old, to be exact! ”

Ning Yu bent her lips and stroked the sword: "I am the same generation as your uncle, and you are naturally a nephew." ”

Zhao Ping was pleased by Ning Yu's "big nephew", the corners of his lips were raised high, the cold wind stirred the corners of his robe, the black armor reflected a dignified light, and he smiled at his nephew who was going to say something more, "Do you have an opinion?" ”

Zhao Yi snorted, got up, pulled his sword and threw out a beautiful sword flower, and looked at Ning Yu with his chin raised, "Let's start!" ”

Zhao Ping and several Praetorian Guards retreated, and for a while, only Ning Yu and Zhao Yi were left in the field.

Seeing that Zhao Yi was standing in place with his sword in his hand, and had no intention of attacking first, Ning Yu curled his lips and smiled: "Big nephew, I'll start." As soon as the words fell, he pointed to the ground on tiptoe, raised his sword and flew towards Zhao Yi, more than a point or two faster than those Praetorian Guards.

Zhao Yi immediately listened attentively to distinguish the position, and barely raised his sword to block when Ning Yu's sword slashed down, and was shocked by the force she rushed back, and the tiger's mouth was faintly numb.

Ning Yu is most proud of her light skills.

Zhao Yi's martial arts are still good, and the foundation is also solid, after all, he is the grandson of Mrs. Zhao, and the Zhao family is a martial arts family, but it is not comparable to her father's teaching method of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days!

She is a few years older than him, has participated in several life-and-death battles, and has been guided by Zhao Ping for a longer time than him.

If Zhao Yi made the first move, they would have been able to survive a few rounds, but this kid was very arrogant, let her go first, this can't blame her for an elder not letting him.

Zhao Yi's fingers holding the sword moved, his eyes staring at Ning Yu, his lips pursed into a line. The tiger's mouth was numb and trembling, and he couldn't hold the sword anymore.

But how can the Zhao family bow their heads and admit defeat? If you don't lose your sword and your head, you can't admit defeat!

Ning Yu curled her lips and smiled sweetly at Zhao Yi, "Big nephew, never look down on your enemies." ”

Ning Yu turned around again and swept towards Zhao Yi, and after three or four moves with him, he picked his sword away.

Zhao Yi's eyes followed the sword, the sword fell to the ground, he quickly turned around, Ning Yu's sword was already against his neck.

"Big nephew, you lost." Ning Yu smiled and put away the sword, and the long sword pulled a more beautiful sword flower in the air and carried it behind him.

The Praetorian Guards were dumbfounded, Ann and Wang Ji were so powerful?!

The ten of them had a hard time beating Zhao Xiaogongzi, and she actually finished off Xiaogongzi within five moves!

Several people threw a look of worship at Ning Yu.

They have always worshipped the strong!

Zhao Ping bent his lips and looked at Ning Yu's action of holding the sword, and couldn't help but chuckle, this little girl really doesn't admit defeat, in any way.

Ning Yu looked at Zhao Yi with a smile, "How about the eldest nephew, have you taken it?" ”

Zhao Yi pursed his lips, "I lost this time, but in another five or ten years, you may not be my opponent!" ”

Ning Yu: "......"

Ning Yu looked at Zhao Yi thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "Okay, this palace is waiting for you to defeat this palace one day!" ”

Ning Yu turned around and took two steps to stop, and smiled back at Zhao Yi: "But eldest nephew, you have to work hard, this palace is strange and talented, not much worse than your Zhao family." ”

Zhao Yi snorted and ran over to pick up his sword.

This kid's strength to not admit defeat is quite similar to when he was a child, and he is worthy of being his nephew Zhao Qing'an!

Zhao Ping smiled and walked towards Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his chest, and he was not angry with his uncle: "What are you still doing, go find your little beauty!" ”

"You kid!" Zhao Ping knocked on Zhao Yi's head, "How did you speak?" I'm your elder! ”

Zhao Yi had a black face: "Are you an elder like this?" "I'm still angry at Zhao Ping's refusal to give him good advice.

"You are too arrogant, if you don't frustrate your arrogance, how can you study sincerely?" Zhao Ping said, "Most of our Zhao family members have good bones, they can be called martial arts ghosts, and they are proud of themselves, and I am the same, when I was a child, my master did not suffer from me." ”。

"You haven't experienced a real fight, not even a real fight, just like these few," Zhao Ping pointed to a few guards on the side, and said, "They are afraid of hurting you, and they always retain some scruples, so it is easy for you to find out their shortcomings, so as to break them one by one." ”