Xu Jing sneered, suddenly clenched his fist and swung it out. Murong Shen was on guard and dodged.
In other words, he was deliberately provoking Xu Jing to take action. In this way, he could "protect himself" and give the other party a good beating.
From the first moment he saw Xu Jing, he wanted to do this.
Murong Shen's reputation as the number one young master in the capital was definitely not a boast. His status in the Murong family was not just because he was Murong Yao's eldest son.
The Murong family has a family rule that regardless of the rank of direct concubine, the most capable person will be at the top. Murong Yao was ranked third among the brothers at that time. All the brothers could not defeat him, and his ability to lead troops in battle was far better than others. Therefore, he finally became Murong Yao.
Head of the house.
In this generation, Murong Shen has shown extraordinary talent in martial arts since he was a child. When he was twelve years old, he had no rivals among his peers. His cousins and younger brothers were all defeated by him.
He entered the palace as an errand at the age of sixteen. He was deeply loved by the late emperor and was named the imperial sword captain. He became a fifth-grade military general at a young age.
Everyone knows that he is the most proud and outstanding son of the Murong family. He is also the future head of the Murong family and the future general of the Imperial Guard. Wherever he goes, everyone respects him.
Such Murong Shen certainly has the right to be proud.
Murong Shen naturally did not take Xu Jing seriously either.
A arrogant and pampered son of a bitch who grew up surrounded by beautiful things. Apart from a barely visible face, what else does he have?
Oops!
The boxing wind is coming again.
Murong Shen waved his fist to block without thinking.
The two fists bumped.
Murong Shen felt his fist was hit by a boulder, his body shook uncontrollably, and his face suddenly changed.
Unfortunately, there was no time for him to be shocked and upset. Xu Jing seized this fleeting opportunity and quickly grabbed Murong Shen's collar with his other hand. Then he pulled hard and threw it away.
Murong Shen encountered an unprecedented embarrassment in his life. He was grabbed and thrown out.
Even though he turned over in the air in time and landed firmly on the ground, Murong Shen's face was still green and his eyes flashed with anger.
"good!"
A sudden shout of approval sounded.
A handsome young man with no formal appearance clapped his hands and said hello. Of course, the person who applauded was Xu Jing's good friend Zheng Xuanqing. Several classmates who were close friends with Xu Jing also followed suit.
The beautiful and intelligent little junior sister Zhao Xiyan is the dream of all young men. A school captain from the capital dares to miss this little junior sister, bah! Get lost!
The young men are all talented people in Beihai County. They don't know how powerful the Murong family in the capital is. They just dislike Murong Shen.
Xu Jing slowly sat back down in his seat, and proudly gestured with fists to Zheng Xuanqing and others.
Murong Shen was arrogant and arrogant. He had suffered such humiliation and provocation. He was so angry that he lost his mind and rushed over with a single stride.
Zheng Xuanqing exclaimed: "Your Majesty, be careful!"
Xu Jing had been on guard for a long time! He jumped on the spot, pulled out the desk, and rushed outside the school building: "This place is empty, if you have the ability, come and fight."
Murong Shen snorted coldly and rushed out of the school building.
The fist wind is blowing, you come and I go, it's so lively.
The students in the school building A all came out to watch the fun. The students in the school building B and C who were closer also looked around vigorously.
"This Colonel Murong is so skilled!"
"The prince is also very powerful. I really didn't realize it before!"
"Hey! Those eyes of yours are just for decoration. It's obvious that something is weird."
Zheng Xuanqing was afraid of the world being in chaos, so he united with several of his close classmates to cheer for Xu Jing.
Wu Shao couldn't sit still anymore and pulled Huo Yan outside the school: "It's rare to see such excitement, let's take a look."
Huo Yan was depressed, not interested in watching at all.
Wu Shao looked at it with interest for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Huo Yan, what's wrong with you these days? You look like this every day."
A half-dead virtue.
Huo Yan was filled with bitterness and had nowhere to complain or say anything. He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "You watch the excitement, I will go back to the dormitory first."
Wu Shao: "..."
As a classmate and good friend, Wu Shao also knew a thing or two about Huo Yan's thoughts. Thinking about it, Huo Yan was quite pitiful. He had secretly been in love with Miss Zhao Liu for many years, but it was just that he couldn't compare to the prince. Now Murong Shen has appeared.
No matter who Mr. Zhao chooses to be his son-in-law, it won't be Huo Yan's turn.
Wu Shao, who had already arranged a marriage with his cousin Zhao Suxin and was very proud of the situation, sighed for his classmate and friend, quickly looked away and continued to watch the excitement.
He had never practiced martial arts, and he could see that Xu Jing was not inferior at all against Murong Shen.
Murong Shen was an imperial swordsman from the capital. Xu Jing was six or seven years younger than Murong Shen, and he was an eldest son who grew up in a wealthy family. He could compete with Murong Shen, which shows how powerful Xu Jing is.
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Wu Shao was excited and couldn't help but raise his arms and cheer for Xu Jing with the others.
…
"stop!"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded.
Wu Shao was startled and turned around to see Master Zhao coming with an angry look on his face.
A group of students, like sheep after seeing a big bad wolf, immediately rushed back to the school building to sit and study. Wu Shao was especially fast.
During the fierce battle, Murong Shen was not sensitive to Zhao Yuanming's voice.
Xu Jing was different. He had been studying with the Master since he was a child, and he was very familiar with the Master's voice. As soon as he heard the angry voice, he knew something was wrong and stopped immediately.
Murong Shen didn't have time to stop and hit Xu Jing's shoulder with a punch.
Xu Jing stood up straight, took the punch, took two steps back, grinned in pain, and looked innocent and pitiful as if he had been bullied: "Master, the student is wrong. Students should not start fighting outside the school building, Master, please punish me!"
Zhao Yuanming glared at Xu Jing: "Go and copy the school rules ten times. If you don't copy them properly, you won't be allowed to come out."
Xu Jing complained endlessly: "There are 500 words in the academic rules, but if you read them ten times, it becomes 5,000 words! Master..."
"Twenty times!" Zhao Yuanming showed no expression and pointed at the door: "If you don't want to copy, get out of the school building and don't come back again."
The master was so angry that Xu Jing didn't dare to provoke him, so he responded dejectedly: "Master, don't be upset, I'll go right away."
He rolled into the school building and copied the school rules.
Murong Shen: "..."
Murong Shen had never regretted so much in his life.
He was obviously here to pay a visit to Zhao Yuanming and show off his talents as a general. Why did he get involved with Xu Jingdong in such a hot head?
Xu Jing was punished to copy books, but he walked very slowly. It was so embarrassing for him to stand here alone!
"Uncle, today is all my fault." Murong Shen lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Uncle, please calm down."
Zhao Yuanming had just gotten angry, but he calmed down his anger towards Murong Shen and sighed: "My incompetent student must have done it first. I will tell Captain Murong on his behalf. Captain Murong has a broad mind.
Complain with him, a hot-blooded and impulsive young man."
Murong Shen: "..."
Yesterday I was in a gloomy mood, or rather frustrated. After writing for so many years, I can be considered an old author. I have been working hard and diligently coding, and I have never slacked off or been complacent. I put a lot of thought into this new book, and I feel very good about it.
After it was put on the shelves, the data was very bleak. I haven’t done anything like this in six or seven years. I feel really sad┭┮﹏┭┮
