Chapter 157: Ability
Fu Mingyi glanced at Xiao Tian to the side, and felt that there was already a sense of envy and worship in her eyes.
Children just love to watch the excitement.
He smiled softly in his heart, and slowly withdrew his gaze.
Zhao Ziyuan gave an order, and sure enough, a soldier came with a carriage and horse.
Zhao Yong was not afraid, he stood forward with a golden knife, found a fast and spacious place, put on a posture and shouted, pulled out his shirt and wrapped it around his waist, and lay down.
"Come on!"
Wow! Xiao Tian stared at Zhao Yong's chest expectantly, seeing that his chest was bulging, his skin was rough, and he didn't look like flesh and skin, like a stone.
The audience was silent, and countless pairs of eyes stared at Zhao Yong, waiting for his show.
It made him feel like he was enjoying it inside.
Gurgling ...... Soldiers drove slowly in the wagon.
"Scared!"
Zhao Ziyuan's body leaned forward slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The soldier driving the car carefully drove the horse forward, and one of the horse's hooves slowly raised, and then stepped on Zhao Yong's chest.
Zhao Yong lay there motionless, his face did not change for a moment.
Then, there was another horseshoe, the third, the fourth.
Xiao Tian's heart gradually rose.
The next thing is that the wheels are going to run over.
The carriage itself was heavy, and it was the weight of a horse that it had stepped on, and now it was made of iron parts and wood and two wheels......
"Scared!" Zhao Yong shouted again, and when he felt the wheels coming up, his whole attention was on his chest.
Xiao Tian watched the wheel press over little by little, and saw that Zhao Yong was still lying there calmly, except for his muscles tense and his eyes protruding, there was no other reaction, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart.
This ability is really not good for ordinary people.
When the carriage was completely over, Zhao Ziyuan couldn't help but laugh and shouted: "Okay!" β
Zhao Yong smiled and jumped up, his eyes looked around, and he was already colorful.
There was a round of applause around.
Zhao Yong habitually walked around with his fists clenched, "Thank you, everyone! Then indulge yourself and enjoy the applause.
Just when everyone cheered in unison and admired him, Fu Mingyi suddenly laughed lightly out of place.
Zhao Yong was looking at this side at this time, and Fu Mingyi found out when he smiled.
Fu Mingyi's laughter was naturally not loud, but Zhao Yong could see at a glance that the meaning of his smile was incompatible with the current atmosphere.
He was sensitive to this demeanor.
He slowly restrained his smile, looked at Fu Mingyi fixedly, and the surroundings gradually calmed down.
Many people noticed this scene and followed his gaze.
Xiao "chuckled" in his heart when he heard Fu Mingyi laughing, and he had a bad premonition at this time.
Li Qinghe pricked up his ears and tried his best to hide the excitement in his eyes.
I knew he wouldn't be so peaceful.
"This brother doesn't seem to agree with a certain ability."
If it were others, Zhao Ziyuan might have encouraged them to learn with great interest.
But at first glance it is...... He flipped through the roster, this is Fu Qingran's brother, called Fu Jinyan.
As soon as you hear it, it is the name of the literati.
Zhao Ziyuan thought with some disgust in his heart.
In short, if this Fu Jinyan goes to compete with Zhao Yong, then it is basically a humiliation, right?
He was about to relieve the young man, but he didn't expect the young man he wanted to help to say: "I don't agree with it." β
Xiao Tian knew that this was a signal to start doing things.
She held her head up, ready to go.
"Oh? I would like to hear about it. Zhao Yong hugged his arms.
Fu Mingyi smiled and led the war to Zhao Ziyuan.
"Dare to ask the governor, what do we and the others who have joined the army plan to do in the future?"
Zhao Ziyuan twisted his eyebrows and said: "Naturally, it is a battlefield shroud, driving away the barbarians, and serving the country!" β
Xiao gave him a thumbs up in his heart.
"Drive the enemy on the battlefield, but the more enemies you kill, the better?"
"That's nature!"
Fu Mingyi put his hands behind his back leisurely, "This is what I don't agree with." β
He looked at Zhao Yong with a calm expression, "This Brother Zhao's skills are naturally great, but are these skills related to killing enemies?" β
Xiao Tian knew that Fu Mingyi's mouth could sometimes say that the dead were alive and the living were dead.
"This ......" Zhao Ziyuan also had a little stammering for a while.
He vaguely felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this logic, but it sounded very reasonable, and he was stupid for a while, so he didn't know how to refute it.
Zhao Yong's face sank.
He was about to speak, but Fu Mingyi said again: "In comparison, my younger brother's skills are much more practical. He stretched out his hand and sat next to him, pushing Xiao Tian out.
Xiao Tian raised his head slightly unhurriedly, although this angle was not modest enough, but it was not as arrogant and rude, it probably only made people feel young and naΓ―ve, and they were not deeply involved in the world.
Many people looked incredulous.
Zhao Ziyuan's heart moved, "What are you capable of?" β
Xiao Tian said honestly: "I can't talk about my skills, but I have some small hobbies when I am in the mountains." She looked around.
This should be Zhao Ziyuan's daily training camp, in addition to the tent is the school field, the place is spacious, and there are many weapons, it can be said that there are all kinds and everything.
Xiao Tian looked at it from a distance, pointed with his finger again, and said, "Can I play over there?" β
Zhao Ziyuan raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was so angry.
Zhao Yong also laughed.
"Little brother, the weapons over there are very heavy, you don't have to be reluctant, so as not to hurt yourself." He said this to Xiao Tian, but when he said it, he kept looking at Fu Mingyi.
Xiao Tian nodded, "It looks quite heavy." So, is it okay for Brother Zhao to play with me? β
Zhao Ziyuan came to be interested.
"How to play?" Zhao Yong said with some contempt.
"Some I haven't touched and don't know how to play. Why don't you pick one, I'll pick one, and I'll do it all over right away, how about it? β
Zhao Yong began to ponder in his heart.
His riding and archery kung fu is not good, because he has not practiced this since he was a child.
But when it comes to horseback riding, he's not impossible.
After all these years of running around, even if his horse kung fu is not as good as that of a cavalryman who has been practicing for a long time, it should be more than enough to deal with an underage child.
Besides, he can choose his own weapons.
The so-called one inch is long and one inch strong, and the ones he touches the most are long swords, spears, big knives and the like, so just pick one of these.
Thinking of this, he said very cheerfully: "Okay, let's get down to the ground right away." β
With that, the two walked to the school grounds.
Everyone watched Fu Mingyi and Li Qinghe follow Xiao Tian over, and someone began to whisper.
"Looking thin and weak, why is it so big."
"Maybe you have the real ability."
"No matter how young you are, how can you compare to Zhao Yong, who is infinitely powerful?"
"I hope Brother Zhao will show mercy."
"Those three people are really strange, one is a child, one looks like a scholar, and the other is a lame ......"
"Such a person can also join the army?"
"Just kidding......"
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