There are a lot of people in the Zhao Jiawu Hall, twenty or thirty people are learning martial arts, all of them are half-grown teenagers, when Feng Huaying came, Cao Qingyong was competing with the team members in the middle.

Small grappling, elbow strikes, side kicks, spin throws...... Veneer boxing, coming and going, throwing his hands and rushing straight away, Cao Qingyong and his opponent were boiling with blood, no one let anyone, the students around them were cheering for them, and the two of them turned a deaf ear.

Feng Huaying watched it with relish, eager to try, her hands were itchy, and Xiao Zeying had the same expression, and her eyes were shining.

In the end, Cao Qingyong was defeated by a narrow disadvantage, and his opponent extended his hand to Cao Qingyong, who was thrown to the ground.

Cao Qingyong didn't have any opinion about his opponent because of the defeat, he took his companion's hand with a broad heart, stood up with his strength, and said with a smile: "Sooner or later, one day I will defeat you." ”

"Wait for that day." The opponent was not angry, and he responded very generously.

Cao Qingyong turned around to drink water before he saw Uncle Xiaoshi, and suddenly felt bad: "Uncle Xiaoshi, why are you here?" When did it come? ”

The appearance of him who was just defeated will not be seen, he panicked in shame when he thought about it, he was defeated, and he couldn't help but pat his head.

Why is it just such an inch, when he came on the field, Uncle Xiao came over.

Feng Huaying smiled and said, "It didn't take long, it was only about a minute." ”

Children have strong self-esteem, so don't see it.

However, Cao Qingyong didn't believe this clumsy lie, and rolled his eyes, but he still didn't dare to roll his eyes.

"Yan Hai is busy over there? How is it, it's going well, what kind of antiques are they, is there a small screen of Ming Xizong's Han Magpie Fighting for Plum Lamp? Cao Qingyong was curious, teasing Ozawa while greeting his curious teammates.

He has seen many precious woodware, and he has also seen and touched the dragon chair when he was in the capital, but the woodwork of Ming Xizong is very rare, and he has not seen it that has been handed down.

He also made a foldable and easy to carry the carved exquisite pattern, the Chitai Forest Museum, are also carved finely, it is said to be a must at that time, but unfortunately there is no trace.

Cao Qingyong had only seen the five Keyuan Halls he had built, and he was full of expectations for his other works.

Although he was not a good emperor, he was indeed a good carpenter.

"Nope." Feng Huaying happened to have this record in the Ming book that she had read, and she knew what Cao Qingyong was talking about, so she shook her head directly.

After greeting these youthful young people, Feng Huaying felt as if she was also contaminated with the vitality of youth, and felt that her previous self was like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with no passion.

Staying in the same space with these hormonal bursts, she wanted to move her muscles and bones even more, as if she was instantly rejuvenated.

Since she went to Yanhai, she really rarely exercised, and occasionally went up the mountain for wood, and by the way, she hunted two game, not to mention fighting, and her bones were rusty.

"Can you make room here for us to practice?" Feng Huaying was eager to try, and she couldn't wait to sweat.

Ji Weihe suddenly chuckled in his heart: "Hua Ying......"

How embarrassed is he to do it with Hua Ying, whether he loses or wins, he can't do it, not to mention that there are so many people here.

"Huh? Uncle Xiao, do you want to practice? Cao Qingyong hesitated: "This is not good, aren't you bullying Uncle Ji." ”

Cao Qingyong looked at Ji Weihe's arms and legs suspiciously, and successfully made Ji Weihe's face blacken.

What do you mean, think he can't do it?

The child was stuffed to Cao Qingyong, and Ji Weihe said with a paralyzed face: "It's not just about strength. ”

"Oooh." Cao Qingyong hugged Xiao Zeying, avoided his gaze, and answered a little perfunctory.

The other students have been paying attention to this side and are very interested in Cao Qingyong's little uncle.

At first, I thought it was the man holding the child, but it turned out to be a woman, and they were very interested.

Now it looks like they're going to fight, and their eyes widen.

Director Zhao also felt strange, and happily set aside a vacant lot for Feng Huaying and Ji Weihe.

Feng Huaying smiled and said to Ji Weihe: "Don't be polite. ”

The others widened their eyes and wanted to watch, but they were all kicked out by Director Zhao: "What do you see, it's so idle when the training is over?" It seems that you are not tired, go out and squat for an extra hour! ”

The students wailed, and Director Zhao was indifferent, leaving only Cao Qingyong holding the child.

Cao Qingyong looked at him innocently: I also want to go out to exercise, but I can't help it, he still has to take care of the children.

Ji Weihe was ready for battle, not daring to relax, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the war was about to break out.

The two of them moved suddenly, and quickly exchanged hands, Feng Huaying's iron fist pierced the air with a sound of breaking the air, and it was conceivable that if this punch hit Ji Weihe, he would definitely vomit blood.

saw Ji Wei dodge this punch with a dodge, and grabbed Feng Huaying's wrist by the wayside, wanting to disrupt her rhythm.

Director Zhao was already amazed, and praised Ji Weihe's skills: "He has practiced." ”

A moment ago, seeing Feng Huaying's swift move, he was still worried about Ji Weihe, but now he didn't think he would lose at all.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he immediately knows if there is one.

Of course, Feng Huaying is also very powerful, and he also appreciates her more and pays attention to her throughout the whole process.

Feng Huaying is not only powerful, but also decisive and neat, even he can't say that he can fight.

Both surprised him.

Feng Huaying retreated halfway with a backhand, and Ji Weihe had to let go, otherwise he would be taken down.

Feng Huaying's strength is superior, Ji Weihe is even better in skills, and you have gone back and forth no less than five or six moves in just a few breaths.

Xiao Zeying, who was still quiet, opened his eyes to the boss, and his mother and father fought?

The mist quickly spread in his eyes, and he cried out, his little body leaned forward, Cao Qingyong almost couldn't hold it, and his little hands slapped his body indiscriminately.

Cao Qingyong only felt that he was extremely miserable: Why did the two of them fight, but it was me who was hurt?

With the help of strength, Ji Weihe's skills are very good, Feng Huaying's subordinates still have to pay attention to proportion, and they can't help him for a while, but the more they fight, the more excited they become.

It's just that as soon as the girl cried, Ji Weihe withdrew, Feng Huaying also walked down, and the exchange was over.

Just seeing the highlights, it was over, Director Zhao looked at Cao Qingyong with no expression: I can't even take care of a child, what else can I do, I'll give him a meal tomorrow!

Cao Qingyong only felt a chill all over his body, what's the matter, what is the curator looking at me like this?

Ji Weihe stretched out his hand to coax Xiao Zeying, but Xiao Zeying avoided his hand and didn't want him at all, and threw himself directly into Feng Huaying's arms.

Ji Weihe withdrew his hand embarrassedly, and watched his daughter hug Feng Huaying's neck and not let go, he was sour: "Why didn't my daughter see you beating me, I knew that I was protecting you, and I didn't feel sorry for her father at all." ”

The old father's sadness, can the girl only be her mother's intimate little padded jacket?

Feng Huaying glanced at Ji Weihe, "How old are you?" ”

"And the girl is protecting me, what is your opinion?"

I can't do it in my heart, but it's really better to have a girl, and I stand in the same country with her.

Ji Weihe was so aggrieved that he didn't dare to refute, what could he say.

"Is Comrade Feng interested in joining my Zhao Family Martial Arts Pavilion?" Curator Zhao looked at the two of them warmly.

Both of them are good seedlings, but Ji Weihe is a little older, and he can see that it is the actions of Team B, so he is more optimistic about Feng Huaying.

Although the two of them did not distinguish the winner or loser, Feng Huaying's plasticity is stronger, and if he learns martial arts well, he can become a generation of grandmasters in time.

It's rare to see such a good seedling, and he doesn't want to miss it.

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