Chapter 17: The Battle of Ningye

Ye Ting didn't pay attention to Xu Mengmeng's words, but the Western Chu sergeants all glared at her with angry faces, and many people scolded "shameless", but Xu Mengmeng didn't care at all, he still smiled casually, and there was even more shameless in the back!

"This kid is still so serious at this time, can he do it?" Wu Feng's eyes on the city tower were full of worry.

"It should be fine! After all, what he has been doing all this time is still somewhat reliable! Daniel Zhang argued with some uncertainty, but what he said lacked some confidence.

"If it is a head-to-head battle, it would be good if he could go through three moves under Ye Ting, but if it is about conspiracy and trickery, I dare to say that no one present can match it!" Akabane spoke lightly.

"You mean this kid is cheating?" Wu Feng is a very upright man, and deep down in his heart, he actually looks down on those villains who love to make intrigues, but at this time, when he heard from others that Ning Jun actually did not intend to conquer Ye Ting by force, not only did he not feel disgusted, but he felt that this kid was very clever.

"But the two of them competed, and they were under the attention of the two armies, and I didn't see him prepare anything before, how could he cheat?" Daniel Zhang is still a little confused.

"He had been alone in his room for nearly half an hour, do you think he would do nothing? In fact, I'm also more curious about how he will win against Ye Ting! ”

Akabane's eyes were firmly fixed on the petite figure under the castle tower, speaking of which, in the past month or so, the young lady has really changed a lot! It's like a different person, and it's getting more and more unpredictable!

"Chen Yu, how do I feel that you seem to be very familiar with my brother Ning, and I always feel that there is some ulterior relationship between the two of you!"

Daniel Zhang stared at Chi Yu (pseudonym: Chen Yu in the army) for a long time and muttered softly, Chi Yu's heart was frightened, but at this time, Wu Feng, who had been paying attention to the battle below, opened his mouth and diverted Daniel Zhang's attention.

"Look, it's time to fight!"

Wu Feng's words fell, and everyone on the city tower looked down nervously.

"Wait, I'll warm up first!" Seeing that Du Zimo, who was in charge of the ruling next to him, was about to beat the war drums, Xu Mengmeng hurriedly interrupted him, and then warmed up under the curious eyes of everyone.

She first stretched her arms upwards, then pressed her legs, then pressed her waist, and finally kicked her legs, she was not in a hurry, but the onlookers were itching as if there were thousands of ants crawling.

Unlike the Western Chu side, which was eager to see Ye Ting knock him down, the Eastern Jin Dynasty was curious about what kind of conspiracy he would play, after all, General Wu's conversation just now was heard by many people!

"Doesn't General Ye need to warm up?" After Xu Mengmeng warmed up, he looked at the young man opposite, hey, don't say it, only now do I find out that Ye Ting's guy is actually a relatively popular man in modern society, look at this cold and serious face, if you change into a suit, you will be a proper domineering president!

"Ye is ready, if General Ning is ready, then let's start quickly!" Ye Ting spoke coldly.

Boy, since you are so impatient, then my sister will fulfill you now, but if you are embarrassed for a while, don't blame my sister for not showing mercy!

"Well, let's get started!" Xu Mengmeng smiled meaningfully at Ye Ting, and then looked at Du Zimo on the side.

Although Xu Mengmeng also said before that there is no limit to weapons, when the two of them are fighting in this situation, normal people's thinking is generally to test each other with their bare hands before showing their weapons, but she Xu Mengmeng is just a person who does not play cards according to common sense!

As soon as the drum sounded, Ye Ting made a quick move, and swung an iron fist, seeing that it was about to smash on Xu Mengmeng's side face, she slid back a few steps and pulled out the saber on her waist, and slashed towards the fist with great momentum.

Seeing the momentum, Ye Ting's fist deflected, staggering the oncoming blade, and Xu Mengmeng took advantage of the situation to slide sideways in front of Ye Ting, turned his back to him, and slammed his elbow back into his chest, and then quickly retreated.

"General Ning, mighty" and "despicable" two completely different voices sounded in the sky above the two camps.

Although it seemed that Xu Mengmeng relied on his flexible and light posture to win, in fact, Ye Ting didn't feel anything after this attack, but his body took half a step back, but Xu Mengmeng's own brows furrowed.

Hiss~ Is this Ye Ting's body made of iron?

If I had worked harder just now, it is estimated that my arm will be broken now, and I must not let this guy get close to my body, otherwise it is estimated that if this guy punches down, the bones of my whole body will have to be framed.

To be honest, although Ye Ting felt that he could take down Ning Jun's kid with his bare hands, and the punch of this kid just now actually didn't make him suffer any losses, but he remembered what Du Zimo said before that this kid had a lot of tricks, and he didn't dare to hold it up anymore at the moment, and took advantage of the moment's separation between the two to pull out the sword on his waist.

Xu Mengmeng had already decided not to let Ye Ting get close before, and seeing that he had already pulled out his sword at this moment, the expression on his face suddenly became a little solemn, and he threw the knife in his hand towards Ye Ting, taking advantage of Ye Ting's sword to open the knife, he pulled his hand into his arms, and a delicate and small bow appeared in his left hand.

"Ah, General Ning, why did he throw the knife!"

"Hahahaha~ This kid must have seen our General Ye draw his sword, so he threw the knife away in fear!"

Unlike the soldiers of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, who looked anxious, the soldiers of Western Chu laughed loudly when they saw Xu Mengmeng throwing the knife at their general, but in the next second, they were collectively dumbfounded, where did this kid get the bow?

Xu Mengmeng didn't care about the doubts in their hearts, his right hand quickly reached out to his waist, and with a twist of his hand, the same small but glowing cold arrow was placed on the bow in his left hand, holding his breath, pulling and releasing it, the arrow shot out quickly, heading straight for Ye Ting's heart.

Ye Tinggang swung away the oncoming flying knife with a sword, and he couldn't help but shoot a dazzling thin light, he subconsciously turned sideways, and the thin light brushed his left shoulder, bringing up a small blood line and falling backwards.

Xu Mengmeng didn't care whether he was shot or not, his right hand reached out to his waist again and again, and then stretched it back, pulling his bow and shooting arrows in one go, shooting ten arrows in a row, although the position of each shot was different, but except for the first time Ye Ting was not aware of a small injury, all the others were opened by the long sword without exception.

The distance between the two was less than ten meters, and he shot quickly and suddenly, and he also used a light and sophisticated short bow, but he didn't expect to cause such a small injury to Ye Ting that was almost negligible, which made Ye Ting's danger in her Xu Mengmeng's heart rise to a higher level, and the cold color on her face was even worse.

The tenth arrow fell to the ground for a while, and no more arrows were fired towards him, and Ye Ting knew that the quiver on the waist of the person opposite should have been empty.

The last arrow was shot, Xu Mengmeng threw away the bow in his hand, lightly untied his cyan coat and threw it out, revealing a black suit inside, although he still couldn't see his face clearly, and his posture was still so petite, but it gave people a momentum that could look down on the world. It was also until this moment that Ye Ting really paid attention to his opponent, and the five fingers holding the long sword tightened.