The pony is cautious by nature, although this monster beast looks clumsy, but it is also uneven, clumsy and clever, and under the rude appearance, there is some embroidery thought.

So he improved his light skills a little, and kicked it tentatively with one move.

The red minotaur chased for a while, but before he could catch up with Ma Qiangang, he had long run out of patience, and when he saw this "gadget" suddenly counterattacked, he roared, so he lowered his head and greeted him.

The pony was like the wind, stretched out his feet slightly, and only rubbed the horns of the red minotaur slightly, and then floated up.

"No problem! This big stupid cow is at this speed. ”

Once Ma Qiangang determined that this demon beast did not pretend to be a cow and eat a horse, he was relieved to boldly give full play to the advantages of light power to the limit.

The instructor was originally worried about this kid, after all, the demon beast he arranged was already at the level of a strong third-level martial artist in terms of strength, and it was born with strange strength, rough skin and thick flesh, and was very durable, even a fourth- or fifth-level martial artist would have a headache.

But seeing Ma Qiangang flying kites all over the field, he suddenly had nothing to say, and secretly thought in his heart: "Although this kid has nothing to do except light skills, but with light skills, he eats all over the world!"

Ma Qiangang couldn't hear the instructor's complaints, and even if he did, he couldn't refute them.

Although the pony has some other skills, he really doesn't want to show it, lest he be caught in some special unit.

Originally, he was a little resistant to the Qianlong Army and the Young Lin Army, and Lin Chuhan's experience made him not want to join the army.

Ma Xiu and Mao, people will ride it!

It's better to be a little bit more relevant.

Half an hour later, when Ma Qiangang finished walking the bull in full energy, kicked the exhausted red minotaur over and walked out of the training ground, he was almost the last person to end the battle.

Because it was almost, the rest of the students were watching the real final game, and almost no one paid attention to him.

The battle between the pony and the red minotaur is too boring, what kind of beautiful scene can there be in a simple cow walk?

Ma Qiangang also curiously went to watch the last game, and to his surprise, the last game, which fell into a bitter fight, was actually Bai Qian and a girl.

The girl looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, and her clothes were in tatters, but from the embroidery and gold threads on the clothes, it was certain that this girl must have come from a wealthy family in the Taixu Shenwu world.

Ma Qiangang saw that the instructor was also beside him, so he leaned over and asked, "Why are there still natives?"

The instructor sighed and said, "This girl's family is a small sect in the Taixu Divine Martial Realm, and it was chased and killed by the enemy, and it fled all the way to one of our camps. ”

"They thought we were also murderers, so they launched a surprise attack and killed many of us, but they were all killed because of this, and there was only such a little girl, who was led by me at the time, and I couldn't bear to kill it, and captured it alive and returned to Allure City. ”

"I can't let it go, she remembers the whole family's hatred ......"

The instructor sighed, looking rather melancholy.

Ma Qiangang didn't know how to evaluate this matter, because this matter was "out of line".

He was a journalist in his previous life, and he also encountered a lot of very bad things, so bad that even if he was tempered, he would be depressed for a long time.

This thing......

Compared with other things that have happened, it is not too tragic, he has encountered many more tragic things, but it still makes people feel sad from the bottom of their hearts.

Ma Qiangang watched it for a while, and the battle between Bai Qian and the little girl suddenly couldn't stand the excitement.

Pony also knows that he can't do anything on his own, after all, he is just an ordinary high school student.

I could only sigh, step aside, and begin to quietly cultivate my internal strength.

All the high school students suddenly made a commotion, and many people complained to Bai Qian because he was actually defeated by a girl who was four or five years younger than him.

The little girl was panting, her clothes were torn in several places, and there were two blood marks on her body, but the tenacious fighting spirit in her little eyes was like a fire, and she was resolute and unyielding.

Bai Qian was furious, rushed out of the training ground, and went straight to the bathroom, obviously to wash his face and calm down.

The instructor shouted: "This is your last day of special training, and tomorrow you will all leave Allure City and go to Fengming City, the aboriginal city of the Taixu Divine Martial Realm." Everyone should ensure that they are resting and recuperating, there will be examiners behind you who will secretly follow, once there is something, remember to ask for help, but those who ask for help can only fail the exam this time. ”

Although the instructor tried to be as concise as possible, he still talked a lot, and when the many high school students dispersed, Ma Qiangang couldn't help but get closer and looked at the little girl for a while.

The little girl was holding an Anshijun's standard marching meal, eating silently, looking lonely, weak and pitiful.

Ma Qiangang sighed and was about to walk away, but saw the little girl look up at him, and the little girl waved her hand in a friendly manner, but what she got was a fierce look.

Ma Qiangang can only let himself smile as much as possible, but he can't avoid embarrassment.

The little girl's whole family was killed by An Shijun, although they mistakenly thought that An Shijun was the enemy who chased and killed, and took the lead in making the move, but this grudge had to be borne by such a little child.

This little girl may not even be able to understand what she has to do with hatred......

The instructor walked over, patted Ma Qiangang on the shoulder, and said, "Can't bear it?"

Xiao Ma nodded, and the instructor said: "No way, we are not immortals, even if martial arts can be cultivated to the point of being like gods, but after all, there is no mana against the sky, just more powerful ordinary people." ”

"I'll try to make her live longer. ”

Ma Qiangang was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Will she still die?"

The instructor nodded slightly, and said lightly: "I can protect her until I retire from the army." ”

Ma Qiangang couldn't help but ask, "There is no other way?"

The instructor smiled and said to Xiao Ma'er, "Unless you get the approval of the middle and upper echelons of the army, you can let her change her identity and become a civilian who joins her." ”

"But even if you become a franchised civilian, you can't protect her for the rest of your life. ”

"What's more, her whole family died in the hands of An Shijun, how can you resolve this hatred?"

The instructor patted Ma Qiangang on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much, go and prepare for tomorrow's exam." ”

Ma Qiangang couldn't help but ask again: "What level of high-level do you need to handle the identity matter?"

The instructor couldn't help but smile, patted Pony's shoulder again, turned away, and didn't answer him, because this question really didn't need to be answered, he believed that Ma Qiangang didn't have any way.

Ma Qiangang sighed, looked at it for a while, and the little girl who was silently eating the marching meal asked in a ghostly manner: "What's your name?"

The youngest daughter raised her head again, and just when Ma Qiangang thought that people would ignore her, she slowly spit out two words: "Xiaoruo!"