Murong Ji's eyes ignited raging anger, and his angry shout passed through the clouds and resounded through the sky: "Murong Ye, do you dare to compete with me?"
The noisy training ground fell silent for an instant, and the surprised eyes of the soldiers fell on Murong Ji one after another...
Murong Ji turned a blind eye and looked at Murong Ye for a moment: "Do you dare to compete with me?"
Murong Ye glanced at him casually: "You are not my opponent!"
"You haven't fought yet, how do you know I'm not your opponent?" Murong Ji glared at Murong Ye bitterly, his deep voice was full of gnashing of teeth.
"Young Master Murong, you are an ordinary soldier, and General Murong is a third-rank general. You don't need to fight, and you know who wins and who loses." A soldier opened his mouth in a low voice, with a slight mockery flashing in his eyes.
The official position of a military commander is earned by military merit, and military merit is earned by strength. Murong Ye can become a third-rank leader, and his martial arts must be very good. How could Murong Ji, an ordinary soldier with no strength and no military merit, be his opponent…
Murong Ye became a third-rank leader because he went to the battlefield, and by chance, he made military service. However, he entered the camp late and failed to make military achievements on the battlefield. Therefore, he is still an ordinary soldier until now, which does not mean that he His martial arts are worse than Murong Ye's!
Murong Ji looked gloomy, and looked at Murong Ye coldly: "Let me ask you the last question, do you dare to compete with me?"
Seeing the aggressive attitude, Murong Ye frowned, and said flatly, "You are not my opponent!"
Murong Ji's complexion was instantly gloomy and terrifying, what he hated to hear the most was this sentence!
With his toes pointing down, his thin body was like an arrow leaving the string, and he rushed towards Murong Ye viciously: "Accept!" If Murong Ye dared to look down on him, he would prove to Murong Ye that he was no worse than him.
Everyone didn't expect that Murong Ji said to do it, so they did it. They were a little dazed for a while, and watched Murong Ji rushing in front of Murong Ye in a daze, and fought with him.
'Ping ping pong! There were several sounds of fierce fighting, and Murong Yefei kicked Murong Ji hard on the chest, kicking him three or four meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, dizzy, tinnitus, eyes staring, Shock flashed in the bottom of his eyes, how could this be possible? How can it be? Murong Ye actually defeated him with only a few moves, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe it...
Murong Ji's eyes turned cold, he stood up enduring the pain, and slapped Murong Ye mercilessly...
Murong Ye let out a helpless sigh, and kicked him out again, hitting Murong Ji's stomach, kicking him two or three meters away, hitting a wooden post and rebounding back, falling heavily to the ground, with a tingle in his throat. It was fishy and sweet, he tried not to spit it out, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, the pain was unbearable, and he couldn't get up after working hard for a long time...
Everyone's eyes widened suddenly, and there was deep shock in their eyes. They knew that Murong Ye came back from the battlefield with military exploits. After being baptized in blood, Murong Ji, an ordinary soldier in the world, was definitely no match for him.
However, Murong Ye has only been in the barracks for a few months, shouldn't he fight Murong Ji with dozens of moves, and then defeat Murong Ji? How could Murong Ji be beaten so helplessly with only a few moves
"It's getting late, I have to rush back to the barracks, everyone, farewell!" Murong Ye said goodbye politely, without even looking at Murong Ji, he strode out.
"General Murong, please!" The lieutenants woke up like a dream, and sent Murong Ye out of the barracks with a smile on their faces.
Watching his gradually receding figure, the soldiers clicked their tongues and praised: "This young Lord Murong is not simple..."
"No, a few months ago, he was a well-known dandy in the capital, and now he has become a third-rank leader..."
"He's a quick learner, and he's making rapid progress..."
"Yeah, when he was a dandy, he knew a few tricks like a three-legged cat. After entering the military camp for a few months, his martial arts are so high..."
"People from the Murong family are the fastest learners, and they are top-notch in everything they do. When they were rich, they were the number one rich in the capital. Now that they are officers, they might become the number one officer in the army..."
"In our military camp, I don't see that you can learn things quickly and do things top-notch..."
"That's right, his speed of learning martial arts is only a little bit faster than ordinary soldiers, and he is not as smart and agile as the Murong family. I really wonder if he is from the Murong family..."
"How dare you say such nonsense..."
"Just kidding, don't mind..."
The soldiers' chatter was heard, Murong Ji's face was ashen, and the hands under the sleeves were tightly clenched.
Yuan Fangfei turned a blind eye to him, looked down at him and said, "See the gap between you and Murong Ye? You, a person who only practiced in the barracks, cannot be compared with soldiers who have actually been on the battlefield..."
Murong Ji raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Fangfei, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of mockery: "You are very satisfied with Murong Ye, yes, he was originally the husband that my parents made for you. My fiancé is Murong Ye, the leader of the third rank, how can I be a mediocre ordinary soldier, we are not married yet, there is still time for you to like Murong Ye..."
"Shut up." Yuan Fangfei slapped Murong Ji hard on the cheek with a backhand palm, and slapped back what he hadn't finished saying: "Murong Ji, who the hell do you think I am?"
Murong Ji's face was crooked, and a bright red Wuzhi Mountain instantly appeared on his white and tender cheeks, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He didn't care, turned his head bit by bit, and looked at Yuan Fangfei, his eyes and brows were full of ridicule: " I know that you are not a woman who is easygoing, after all, with your ugly appearance, even if you want to be easygoing, no one else... "
"Murongji, you're looking for death!" Yuan Fangfei shouted angrily, and her fists, dense as raindrops, landed on him mercilessly...
Murong Ji's painful wailing pierced through the clouds and resounded through the sky: "Ah..."
After Murong Ye left General Yuan's barracks, he rode a fast horse and hurried to General Zhang's barracks. The wide official road was quiet, and there was no one in sight, only the sound of "dede" as the fast horses galloped under them. 'The sound of hooves...
Suddenly, the galloping horse seemed to be tripped by something, and knelt down towards the ground...
Murong Ye was caught off guard, and his thin body flew straight away...
Murong Ye's eyes froze, he quickly stabilized his figure, and landed lightly on the ground. Looking sideways at the fast horse, he saw a tripping rope lying across the ground, tripping all the fast horses, and throwing all the soldiers on the horses back. to the ground...