The next day's military inspection.

On the huge martial arts training ground, on a platform tens of meters high, Lu Ye and Lu Jingmo were wearing armor and looking down at the tens of thousands of soldiers neatly arranged below.

A magnificent chorus resounded in the sky, and the generals and soldiers waved their weapons in unison.

Even if they were not in troubled times, the training of the soldiers never fell.

Liang Han, Luo Ran and others on the viewing stage looked at this exciting scene, and they were all excited in their hearts.

"The Mother."

Lu Jingan, who served as the commander-in-chief, stepped onto the high platform:

"The drill has been completed, and the mother emperor is invited to give a lecture."

Lu Ye helped her up, her eyes full of pride and relief:

"The royal generals and soldiers are well trained, and they will put you in the barracks for training in vain."

Lu Jing'an lowered his eyes, and his body was becoming sharper and sharper:

"Erchen Xie Mother and Emperor Temper."

Lu Ye patted her on the shoulder, glanced at Lu Jingmo again, and said:

"I've had an uncomfortable throat these days, so today's lecture will be replaced by the two of you."

"But who comes first and who comes second will be decided by the competition."

The martial arts training ground is a place where martial arts competitions are won or lost, and this proposal is just right.

Lu Jingan looked at Lu Jingmo for a while, then took the initiative to step back, and the matching sword on his waist was also withdrawn.

The soldiers in the audience couldn't hear what was being said, but they could see it.

At this time, as soon as he saw Lu Jing'an's posture, he knew that it was the two highnesses who were going to compete.

"Wow! Ooh! Ooh! ”

The soldiers waved their spears upwards with excitement on their faces.

His Royal Highness has been in the army for many years, and often competes with generals such as commanders, and His Royal Highness has been in the army several times, but he has not been in the military camp of the Liang family's army, and he has only heard that he has singled out hundreds of generals in a row, and he has never seen it with his own eyes.

Now it is rare to see, and all the soldiers are passionate.

Amidst the cheers, Lu Jingmo glanced down, then held the golden hilt of the sword, and pulled out Shuotian neatly.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the figure moved with it.

The two swords collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

As the sword continued to cut through the silver armor, the battle became more and more intense.

At first, it was Lu Jingmo who took the initiative, and later it became Lu Jingan.

They all chased each other and pressed each other, sometimes so fast that they couldn't even see the figure clearly.

The posture of the two is not like a simple competition, but a fight to the death.

The cheers below grew smaller and quieter until they died down.

All of them were put into this wonderful competition.

Lu Ye stood on the high platform, with her back to everyone, so no one saw it, and her eyes were deep and dark.

There was a thud.

Lu Jingmo and Lu Jingan's armor weighing dozens of catties landed at the same time, and the entangled figures were also separated.

The iron armor was cut into pieces, and the beads of blood on it shone in the early spring sun.

Liang Han and Concubine Liang in the stands stood up from their seats at the same time, looking nervously at the two people standing.

Lu Jingmo had an extra scratch on the side of his face, the wound was not deep, it should have been injured by sword qi.

There was also a sword wound on his arm, but other than that, there was no other wound.

Lu Jingan supported his body with a sword, and blood trickled down the sword body with his left hand.

Just after the move, Lu Jingmo specifically slashed at her hand.

There were also a few swords in the back, and she moved, and a sharp pain came, which should be quite deep.

Tilt your head slightly, squinting and looking down.

Sure enough, I saw Xia Qingmiao, who was dressed in a goose-yellow power suit, stretched out her head to look at them, and even stomped her feet in a hurry.

But she knew in her heart that it wasn't her who made him stomp his feet in a hurry.

Instead, Lu Jingmo, who holds a grudge in his heart and wants to abolish her hand.