Chapter 63: Dissatisfied? Fight until you are convinced!
Ling Xiyue whipped out the stick, as agile as a cheetah in the jungle. Before Ma Long could react, she turned around, turned sideways, and attacked with the stick from an angle where he was unprepared!
Like a bell hammering, one blow knocked him back several steps, and the force could probably break a large bell!
"Well" Ma Long swallowed hard the blood that came to his throat.
"Do you accept it?" Ling Xiyue pointed at her stick, "Just admit defeat."
Everyone was no longer surprised, only sighed.
But I have to say that General Malong is really a tough guy. For the sake of his face, he refused to give up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "It's just a small skill. I have never seen any kind of battles. Princess, you are just like this."
Do you have any skills?"
Ling Xiyue smiled, "More than..."
"bump!"
A stick was knocked to the ground!
This time, Ma Long's mouth and nose were bleeding...
The generals covered their faces, did they have to ask this question?
At this time, they no longer wanted to use their limited IQ to figure out how Ling Xiyue did it. They closed their eyes one after another, it hurt to look at it.
Ling Xiyue dragged the stick over and asked him, "Do you accept it?"
"I don't accept it!" General Ma Long quickly got up and was still angry. After living for half his life, he was chased and beaten by a yellow-haired girl. He had no power to fight back. His whole life's reputation was ruined. He didn't want to live anymore.
The moment Ma Long finished speaking, he was knocked away by Ling Xiyue with another stick.
"..."
Everyone is silent.
Now Malone didn't have to worry about being tied up, because it was completely unnecessary. This was not a battle, but a one-sided beating and killing. Although it was a bit weird, it was really like a father beating his son.
"Do you accept it?" Ling Xiyue asked again.
Ma Long's mouth was full of blood, and Mou shouted with all his strength, "I don't accept it!"
"That's what I like." Ling Xiyue's eyes were full of smiles, and she raised her arm like a stick.
Not convinced?
Then fight until you are convinced!
"bump"
When the stick was pushed down, his body fell to the ground and his mouth gnawed mud.
As a killer leader and the king of agents in her previous life, when Ling Xiyue was training 'Recruit Danzi', what kind of die-hards had she not seen? Just like this, if a stick fell fiercely, it would make you cry out in pain.
Mom, you can still be alive and kicking.
In other words, even if you are seriously injured and dying, you will not die. If you die, you will not say it, and it will not delay the next day's training at all... This is the most tortured thing.
So don't think Ling Xiyue has no rules under his chaotic stick, but he is actually choosing the right place.
"Are you convinced?"
"No, accept."
"Do you accept it or not?"
"No……"
As a result, Ling Xiyue's left stick hit her right stick, and the "cruel and inhumane" scene continued on the martial arts platform.
The generals who were watching the battle covered their eyes and blocked their ears.
"Ahem, um, I think it's better to advise General Ma to stop resisting."
"Now I think it's better for you to be the prince."
"Did the princess take gunpowder?"
"Shhh"
…
Only then did everyone realize that their prince was not marrying a harmless little sheep, but a ferocious man-eating beast!
They all say that their prince has great skills, is strict in running the army, and is ruthless and ruthless. He is simply the most terrifying devil. If you ask them now, they will definitely cry and tell everyone that it is because they have never seen the princess!
I don't know how long this lasted...
Ling Xiyue hit Ma Long on the back of his knee with a stick!
"Follow, obey, little ancestor, why don't I just surrender?" Ma Long really couldn't hold on and surrendered. He felt like his whole body was about to fall apart, but he didn't faint at all. If he fainted, he wouldn't have to face this beast anymore, and he could still
Save some face for yourself.
Ma Long calculated in his mind that the beating was good, but let alone fainting, he didn't even feel like he was about to faint. Instead, the more the beating, the more painful it became, and the more pain he felt, the more energetic he became.
Ling Xiyue raised her arms and picked up the stick.
"I'm already convinced, why are you still fighting?" Ma Long glared and raised his hand to block him. He was really afraid of being beaten.
"Oh." Ling Xiyue paused, then she did it smoothly, without stopping the car, and smiled faintly, "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly just now."
Malone vomited blood. He was really vomiting.
He was not knocked unconscious by Ling Xiyue's beating with a stick, but now he almost fainted from anger.
"If I had said no, nothing would have happened." Ling Xiyue threw the stick to the guard who had been waiting for a long time.
Malone was so stunned that he didn't even want to say anything.
Did you know earlier?
If I had known earlier, he wouldn't have come on stage, right?
I have been beaten so hard that I can still move freely. Is this a ghost?
This time, Malone was carried down.
Ling Xiyue dusted off her hands and looked around at the soldiers, "Who else wants to come up and experience it?"
"Wow"
The sound of armor scraping together and the footsteps clicking in unison.
But instead of going on stage, they all took a step back!
Are the rumors that their princess is a loser serious?
Who else just said that you can feel this gentle little fist show when you use your fists and embroidered legs? If you haven’t felt it, you can go up and feel it.
Wei Qi was the first one to be lucky enough to survive, while Musi had to be carried by two people. Now General Malong wanted a stretcher to carry him, and they were extremely doubtful whether they would die with their lives.
Wei Qi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and suddenly felt like he was surviving a disaster.
Ling Xiyue raised her eyebrows lightly.
"Ahem"
Everyone looked at the sky and stared at the ground, coughing and pretending not to hear.
Ling Xiyue raised her lips, "Can I, the princess, stay here now?"
"Of course!"
"The princess is welcome to come and review at any time."
The generals nodded like pounding garlic, convinced, and oral, that means they were convinced from the toes to the tips of their hair!
Ling Xiyue smiled with deep eyes.
No matter where you are, fists are the last word.
No matter how much you say, it will never be practical. Strength is the most convincing thing.
If she wants to keep going with Bei Chenyan, she must win the trust of everyone around him. It will be a matter of time before she faces these people, otherwise there will be endless troubles. She just did it in advance. This method is a little bit violent.
But if you hurt it once, you can really remember it for a long time! xdw8
The generals were not only convinced, but also had endless curiosity and admiration for Ling Xiyue, and gathered around her to ask for advice.
So, when Beichen Yan came back at noon, he saw this bizarre scene.
A Taishi chair was displayed in front of the camp. His wife was lying comfortably in the shade, with fruit tea in her left hand. Someone was fanning her in her right hand. There was someone next to her holding a towel to serve her. Sometimes he asked her if she was cold, and sometimes he looked at her to see if she was warm.
.
"Princess, you just said how to modify this bow, but my pig brain forgot it in the blink of an eye."
"Princess, you said that my swordsmanship never improves. What is the problem? Please give me some pointers."
"Princess, I..."
"princess!"
…
The generals enshrined the girl there as if they were offering sacrifices to their ancestors, and asked her to greet her. The left one was for the princess, and the right one was for the princess. The cry was affectionate.
"What kind of situation is this?" Wei Tian, who came back behind Bei Chenyan, was dumbfounded.
He was just sent out to do hard labor for half a day. Why did everything change when he came back?
That one, He Tai, wasn't he the one who complained the most? In the morning, he was still lamenting why the prince fell in love with such an ugly girl. Now he is so attentive that his old face almost turned into a chrysanthemum with laughter!
Bei Chenyan stood in the distance, squinting his icy blue eyes.
As the saying goes, just like the master, there are the same subordinates. Bei Chenyan knows this group of subordinates very well. They are all unruly and have their eyes high. In addition to obeying his words, he is afraid that the emperor will come.