"Huh? Not dead?"
The armored man frowned, his expression gloomy.
This person is a dragon general with good strength.
The strength of his palm was enough to kill a first-order primordial soul.
But Qin Feng was actually blocked. Although his posture was embarrassed and his injury was not light, he still made the iron-clad man a little surprised.
More precisely, it embarrassed him.
Many casual cultivators at the scene saw that the iron-clad man's mortal blow was actually blocked. This is definitely not a glorious thing.
"Boy, your bones are quite hard, you can actually catch my palm."
The armored man was smiling but not smiling.
"It's Master Long Jiang who is merciful."
Qin Feng clasped his fist and said.
"Huh, you are barely qualified."
The face of the armored man was not very good-looking, and he let Qin Feng pass through with great reluctance.
"This is your waist card. Go get the equipment yourself and start working tonight."
He threw another piece of black iron token to Qin Feng.
"Raising a horse?"
Qin Feng took a look at the waist card and found that it was a groom's waist card.
"Why? Not happy?"
The armored man asked coldly.
"No, for me, no matter what type of arm is, it has the value of existence. Even raising horses is also a very important task. On the battlefield, if the mount is weak, it will greatly affect the combat effectiveness of the army."
Qin Feng is serious.
Hearing this, the iron-clad man was inexplicably stunned. He didn't expect that Qin Feng would say this.
He deliberately asked Qin Feng to raise the horse, but it was to humiliate and retaliate, but Qin Feng gladly accepted it.
"Your kid is quite enlightened."
The armored man smiled sarcastically.
"Master Longjiang is absurd. If there is nothing else, I will go to the racecourse first."
Qin Feng arched his hands and bid farewell to the other party.
In the eyes of others, the task of raising horses is to do dirty work, and is the cheapest choreographer.
But Qin Feng didn't think so, on the contrary, he was very happy.
The war horse of the dragon race, known as the "dragon horse", is a hybrid of dragon and horse, and it is also a very noble existence in the spirit beast world.
Long Ju has strong wisdom, not everyone can ride Long Ju.
Therefore, establishing a good relationship with Longju will also be of great benefit to the reconstruction of the Red Dragon Army in the future.
You know, one-third of the dragon horses in the Dragon Realm are all raised in the Fengyu Mountain Range.
If Qin Feng can control these dragon horses, he will be able to greatly enhance his own combat effectiveness if he starts a battle with Jai Xu in the future.
After arriving at the racecourse, Qin Feng smoothly integrated into the local small group.
It's not difficult to get through the relationship with the people on the racecourse, and money can make the ghosts go around.
In this way, Qin Feng's life in the racecourse began.
Raising horses during the day and cultivating at night, and occasionally inquired about the scorching situation, life flies quickly.
In a blink of an eye, two months passed.
Through these two months of dormancy, Qin Feng had a more detailed understanding of the situation in the Dragon Realm.
For example, the prestige of Jai Xu in the market, for example, who are there in the DPRK
Know yourself and the enemy, and a hundred battles will never end.
Collecting intelligence, analyzing and observing, this is the first step in a contest with Jair.
In addition, Qin Feng has basically understood the scorching situation.
Inferring from all the signs, Yan Lie indeed had the Scarlet Dragon Army in his heart, and he was also brooding about that year.
However, whether Yan Lie had any motivation for revenge, Qin Feng was not sure about this.
Of course, Qin Feng is just a low-ranking generalist now, and he has no chance to contact Yan Lie. The top priority is to improve his status.
"I'm looking for an opportunity to further test the fire."
Qin Feng lay in his arms and muttered to himself.
"Junior Brother Qin, Junior Brother Qin..."
Outside the room, there was a shout of excitement.
The three young men pushed the door and entered, eagerly wanting to say something to Qin Feng.
These three are all servants of the horse farm, and they have a very good relationship with Qin Feng.
"What's so happy?"
Qin Feng stood up.
"The time for the military conference is set, just next month, this is a grand event!"
The other party preached with great interest.
"Military Conference? This is a good opportunity."
Qin Feng's thoughts moved.
Within the Red Dragon Army, a military conference is held every five years. If it performs outstandingly, it will be promoted to a dragon general.
The top three in the previous military and military conventions will be rewarded with a mount and promoted to dragoon.
For Qin Feng, the military conference was a springboard to promote his status.
As long as he reaches the top three, he can come into contact with Yan Lie.
"Junior Brother Qin, you are quite strong. You were able to block the hand of Dragon General at the beginning. If you participate in the military convention, you can at least show your face and increase your reputation."
"Yeah! You won't have to stay in this broken place then."
Everyone is making suggestions for Qin Feng.
"Haha, it's more than just showing my face, I either don't participate, since I want to participate, I must win this championship."
Qin Feng was delighted for a while at the good opportunity, and also confessed his heart.
"champion?"
Upon hearing this, the three of them were dumbfounded.
"Junior Brother Qin, let's be more pragmatic. If we can make it into the top 100, it will be a glorious lintel."
It's not that these people look down on Qin Feng, but they don't even know Qin Feng's strength.
The Military Conference is an opportunity to become famous in World War I. Almost all young disciples will participate, and the number can reach tens of thousands.
How difficult is it to stand out among these tens of thousands of people
"Forget it, let's not talk about this now, there is one more thing, but it has excited the brothers for a long time."
A young man rubbed his hands, hehe with a smile, his expression a little wretched.
"What else is there to please?"
Qin Feng was curious.
"Miss Seven is coming to lead the mount today. The most grumpy'Colorful Rainbow' is Miss Seven's mount."
"I heard that Miss Seven is beautiful, but I didn't expect to see her beautiful face today, hehe..."
All three of them are like brother pigs.
"Colorful Rainbow" is a superb dragon horse, but its temper is too violent, no one wants to serve it.
It wasn't until Qin Feng came that the Colorful Rainbow stopped.
However, Qin Feng didn't know that this Colorful Rainbow already had a master.
"Master of Colorful? Which Seventh Miss are you talking about? Why don't I know?"
Qin Feng was a little surprised.
"Which Miss Seven is there? Naturally the granddaughter of General Yan Lie."
The other party said again.
"Qin Feng, Miss Seven is here, hurry up and lead the horse."
Outside the yard, there was a loud shout, the voice of the elder of the racecourse.
"Come here."
Qin Feng responded.
Not long after, he rode a white dragon horse and appeared outside the racecourse.
This white dragon horse is very tall, running like electricity, and every step it takes, it will leave a colorful hoof print, just like flying on a Hongqiao bridge.
"Asshole, who let you ride my colorful?"
Outside the racecourse, there was a soft drink suddenly.
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