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Chapter 85

"Happy? Am I so happy? Why don't you ask me for my opinion? I'm very busy, okay?"

Lin Xue shrank her neck and said weakly: "But it has been decided. The little master will definitely not embarrass me, right? Moreover, this is a good opportunity for the little master to make a name for himself. I am helping you expand your influence.

force."

"Haha, what if I insist not to go?"

"Then I have no choice but to enter by myself. I have prepared the flags for Xiaoxianguan. Don't worry, little master. I will represent Xiaoxianguan in the competition and I won't lose too badly. It can be regarded as a small contribution to the sect.

contribute."

Yang Haoran had a dark look on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "In five days, right? Don't forget to remind me then."

"I knew that the little master was the best, so we made an agreement, bye!"

Yang Haoran hung up the phone speechlessly. In order for that girl Lin Xue not to ruin the reputation of Xiaoxian Temple, it seemed that he had no choice but to do it himself.

Although Yang Haoran has never learned archery, his basic skills are good!

If you conduct a short-term training in five days, you should be able to win a championship. There is no problem.

Well, this may be a bit loud, but it's better than letting Lin Xue play.

Since you need training, you naturally need to find a teacher.

After much deliberation, Yang Haoran called Mr. Lin, and soon Lin Feng's car appeared in front of Yang Haoran.

There is no way, the security in the place where Mr. Lin lives is too tight, and it is impossible to enter without guidance.

In addition, the place where Mr. Lin lives is not a simple residential area, but a large training ground.

"Master, what are your orders?"

Lin Feng saluted Yang Haoran very respectfully. Since being taught and taught the skills by Yang Haoran, Lin Feng can clearly feel his own progress.

So I completely agree with and admire Yang Haoran. Beauty Nest Novel.

Yang Haoran looked Lin Feng up and down with a smile on his face, which made Lin Feng feel uncomfortable.

"Lin Feng, you are a soldier, have you ever learned archery?"

"Archery?" Lin Feng was obviously stunned, then shook his head.

"No, the divisions in the military camps are very fine. They usually follow the path of specialization."

"Well, do you know anyone who is good at archery? Preferably someone from the military camp."

Yang Haoran specifically emphasized that the people in the military camp were afraid of conflict with the people participating in the tournament. How embarrassing would it be if they betrayed them?

"I know a man named Wang Mingguo, who specializes in practicing various cold weapons. Master asked what are you going to do?"

Yang Haoran scratched his head. It seemed that there was no need to lie about this kind of thing, so he described what happened to Lin Xue.

"Remember, don't tell Lao Lin about this first, and don't let Lin Xue know about it. Now take me to find the man named Wang Mingguo."

Lin Feng was surprised for a while, but secretly funny, it turned out that this master with great powers also had troubles sometimes.

However, Lin Feng just had to think about it in his mind, and he would not bring trouble to himself by saying it.

Yang Haoran got in the car, and Lin Feng drove straight to the training ground.

"Master, you said you have never practiced archery before. Can five days be enough?"

Yang Haoran leaned back on the seat, looking carefree.

"What's not good about it? There's not much difference between archery and martial arts. It's so-called everything you know. I have such a good foundation, I just need to learn some skills."

Lin Feng nodded seriously and did not think Yang Haoran was talking nonsense.


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