The tip of the spear reached within an inch of Yan Qing's waist and abdomen in an instant. If it advanced further, it would stab Yan Qing's heart diagonally.

Yan Qing did not hide.

Jin Ming panicked and wanted to put away his gun, but it was already too late.

Off the field, Fu Yunhuai exclaimed: "Danger!"

At the same time, Qi Shu and You Fuyu rushed forward at the same time, but they were obviously too late.

You Fuyu only hoped that Jin Ming could hold the gun back and not hit the vital point directly.

Qi Shu was not as optimistic as You Fuyu, and his foot speed was subconsciously reaching the limit, hoping to catch up.

If Yan Qing died in Jin Ming's hands, Jin Ming's life would probably be over.

Among several friends, the most calm ones are Liu Xiyuan and Yuan Luzhi.

Obviously, like the others, they thought that Yan Qing was underestimating the enemy and was careless, which was why he failed to respond in time.

As Yuan Luzhi said just now, Yan Qing gave up his best spear and took his second best sword. This was obviously to give Jin Ming a chance to show off, but he had no intention of letting it go.

Since there is no intention to let go, there should be no so-called carelessness in underestimating the enemy.

If it wasn't because he underestimated the enemy and was too careless to dodge, then it was because Yan Qing did it on purpose.

Are you sure you can dodge this shot? Or is there another way to defeat the enemy?

Or maybe this is also a different kind of test for Jin Ming?

Yuan Luzhi speculated in his mind, staring at the two people on the field with his eyes, and clenched his hands unconsciously, and his palms were all wet and sticky with sweat.

Nothing will happen.

Yuan Luzhi warned himself in his heart, but his breathing tightened as the tip of the gun approached Yan Qing's heart.

"Qiang!"

There was a crisp sound, and soldiers clashed.

Just when the momentum of the spear was unstoppable, Yan Qing finally made a move.

Yan Qing's waist was slightly bent and he was leaning back, holding his long sword across the way. Using the momentum of the spear thrust upward, he thrust the spear out from the empty space on his shoulder.

After raising the spear in the air, Yan Qing twisted his waist and moved the sword downwards against the barrel of the gun. He leaned with the sword and chased the spear towards Jin Ming.

Jin Ming, however, exerted too much force and could not release the force of his forward thrust. In addition, he was frightened that Yan Qing might be injured if he could not retract his gun in time. As a result, he saw Yan Qing's long sword coming towards him, but he had no time to do anything.

any reaction.

"When you shoot with a long spear, you attack the enemy with seven points and save three points for yourself. If you use the spear too hard, it will be easy for others to take advantage of it."

A cold and slightly hoarse magnetic voice sounded in his ears, and Jin Ming suddenly came back to his senses, and Yan Qing's long sword was already placed on his neck.

Qi Shu and You Fuyu, who rushed to the sidelines, were stunned when they saw the situation reversed in an instant.

Fu Yunhuai opened his mouth exaggeratedly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Yuan Luzhi finally exhaled the same breath as before and let go of his hand.

Only Liu Xiyuan slightly arched his eyebrows, giving a hint that this was indeed the case.

On the field, Yan Qing sheathed his sword.

Jin Ming cocked his gun rather dejectedly, lowered his head, and whispered: "I lost."

"lose?"

Yan Qing seemed unclear, "Isn't it a little too early to admit defeat now?"

Jin Ming raised his head and looked at Yan Qing doubtfully, only to see that Yan Qing was already standing at his previous position, holding a long sword and taking a stance.

"Again?"

Qi Shu's eyes widened and he asked everyone present questions.

"Come!"

Yan Qing gave a soft drink and answered Qi Shu's question.

Jin Ming was stunned for a moment, then the light in his eyes lit up again, firm and high-spirited.

With the spear in hand, Jin Ming opened his stance.

This time, Yan Qing's attack was repelled.

Compared to the previous attack where he was unprepared and defeated with one move, Yan Qing's fighting style this time was much more routine.

The two of them went back and forth and exchanged hundreds of moves. Even Fu Yunhuai, who had the worst kung fu among them, could tell that Yan Qing was deliberately feeding Jin Ming a move.

But even so, the attack and defense between the two is still full of thrills, with endless killing moves and dangerous moves.

"Damn, this kid is so fierce!"

A sudden sound of admiration suddenly woke up the five people who were looking at it enthusiastically. They all turned their heads to look at the extra people who had appeared.

"Although the little general has let off steam, I haven't seen anyone who can keep up with the speed of the little general's moves now in a year or two."

Wu Qiuyang clicked his tongue in admiration, leaned his elbow on Yuan Luzhi's shoulder without any unfamiliarity, and asked in a skillful tone, "Little City Master, who is that on the field?"

Yuan Luzhi shook his shoulders, shook off Wu Qiuyang's elbow, took three steps back, and then politely replied: "On the field is a friend, the youngest son of the commander of the Jicheng City Guards, named Jin Ming."

Wu Qiuyang didn't seem to notice Yuan Luzhi's alienation at all. He just squinted his eyes, rubbed his chin, looked at Jin Ming, who was playing neck and neck with Yan Qing on the court, and muttered: "It turns out that he has a deep family background! He has been practicing since childhood.

Wu's seedlings are just different from ordinary recruits."

After muttering, Wu Qiuyang asked Yuan Luzhi again, "Hey! Little City Lord, is your friend interested in serving as a soldier? I happen to have a general under my command, and I think he is good."

Yuan Luzhi rolled his eyes slightly and nodded: "Jin Ming does intend to join the army."

Wu Qiuyang's eyes lit up, but he saw Yuan Luzhi's eyes falling on Yan Qing, and added, "Jin Ming has always admired General Yan for being a woman, and his achievements are far beyond those of his peers. If he can join General Yan, Jin Ming will definitely be

There will be no prevarication.”

Hearing this, a strange smile appeared on Wu Qiuyang's face, and he muttered, "It turns out that he is another young man who fell under the skirt of the young general. It's a pity that he came late."

Liu Xiyuan, who had been eavesdropping openly with his ears pricked up, heard this and immediately approached with a smile: "What do you say, sir?"

Wu Qiuyang glanced at Liu Xiyuan and was a little disgusted by his fox-like smile. However, someone heard his gossip, so he put aside his son's disgust and muttered to Liu Xiyuan: "The emperor recently conferred a new title on him."

Does His Highness Prince Shu know about it? He is the former Prince Shu, the Holy Emperor’s nephew, and the only son of Princess Jingxian, Meng Shulan.”

Liu Xiyuan nodded: "I know. I heard that the nobleman left Kangdu four years ago and went to the border of Western Xinjiang to work under the Marquis of Zhenxi. He was highly regarded by the Marquis of Zhenxi. The Marquis of Zhenxi and his son died for their country.

Later, General Yan was seriously injured and could not take charge of the army, so His Highness King Shu took charge of the troops of Western Xinjiang. He is also a legendary figure."

Speaking of Meng Shulan, Liu Xiyuan's tone was filled with admiration.

At the same age of seventeen or eighteen, Meng Shulan was already able to command hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in Western Xinjiang. However, even though he was several years older than Meng Shulan, he still accomplished nothing.

Although it was a coincidence that Meng Shulan had a higher status than him, the fact that Meng Shulan was able to suppress those with evil intentions from taking rash actions after taking over Western Xinjiang is enough to show that he has extraordinary abilities.

Liu Xiyuan asked himself, if he sat in Meng Shulan's position, he might not be able to do better than him.

Therefore, Liu Xiyuan respects Meng Shulan from the bottom of his heart for his prince who is younger than him.
Chapter completed!