Hearing sound.

Zhuge Ming looked embarrassed.

As a member of the Dongman Shadow Guard, he is both the best in literature and martial arts.

How about it.

Due to his identity, he cannot show force.

If you fight with a swordsman like Li Bai, unless he doesn't take action, it will easily reveal flaws.

Zhuge Ming knew that next, he could only get beaten for nothing.

Seeing him stepping onto the martial arts stage, Ye Jun smiled on his lips, just to test Zhuge Ming.

See how long he can hide.

Bang.

Bang.

As the two collision sounds spread, Li Bai had not set off his sword, and Zhuge Ming had been knocked out.

It fell heavily on the martial arts stage, and blood stains on the corner of his mouth were overflowing, looking very embarrassed.

Seeing that Ye Jun did not express his opinion, Li Bai swung his sword and pierced Zhuge Ming like a snake.

Hissing.

The long sword fell and assassinated on the martial arts stage.

Zhuge Ming rolled in and quickly dodged, but despite this, he was stabbed in his arm.

The skin is blooming and the flesh is blooming, and blood is overflowing.

Seeing this scene.

Ye Jun shook his head and murmured: "He is a cruel man, he is very cunning."

Said.

He paused and continued, "Taibai, your sword is too fast. Mr. Zhuge is a scholar, so of course he can't stand it."

"Zilong, go and have a chance to compete with Mr. Zhuge. You don't use weapons, you just compete with fists and feet."

Zhao Yun nodded, stepped on the ground, and jumped to appear on the martial arts stage.

This moment.

Zhuge Ming has already stood up.

Zhao Yun reported to the centre: "Please give me advice!"

Zhuge Ming suspected that Ye Jun should have done it on purpose.

But he didn't believe it was exposed.

King Xiaoyao must be testing me.

He gritted his teeth and felt that he was beaten by Zhao Yun again.

This time, there were no weapons, only fists and feet. He believed that even if he fought hard, he would not be too seriously injured.

Zhuge Ming glanced at Zhao Yun, "Please!"

The sound fell.

Zhao Yun stomped his right foot, his figure rushed forward, and his fist was like a meteor, bombarding Zhuge Ming.

Bang.

Zhuge Ming flew out directly, fell on the martial arts field again, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

Forehead.

How could it be so strong?

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun's attack with bare hands was stronger than Li Bai's long sword attack.

He vomited blood with one punch.

He wanted to get angry.

But reason tells him to endure.

You must endure it.

Otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Think about this.

He crawled directly on the ground and pretended to be dead.

He didn't dare to stand up, for fear that Ye Jun would arrange for someone to beat him.

Seeing this.

Ye Jun said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhuge is weak. You should ask him for more competition in the future. This will enhance his physique and improve his strength."

Zhuge Ming: "......"

I thought to myself, would I be beaten to death in the Xiaoyao Palace before the task was completed?

He was a little confused. He was obviously a scholar, so why did he ask him to discuss it?

It seems that we will not appear in the martial arts field in the future.

Just then.

The butler appeared, and someone was next to him, "Prince, General Yue is back."

Ye Jun looked back and saw Yue Fei wearing armor and a sword around his waist. He was heroic and calm and solemn.

"Pengju, pay homage to the prince!" Yue Fei bowed.

Ye Jun raised his hand and signaled Yue Fei to get up, "This time I went to the northern border, I grew a lot, and everything went smoothly."

Yue Fei said: "I am worried about the prince, and there is no danger."

Ye Jun smiled and said, "It's good to come back."

Said.

He looked at Zhao Yun on the martial arts stage, "Zilong, come on, I will introduce you to you."

Zhao Yun jumped down and came to Ye Jun's side, who said, "Zilong, Pengju was originally a member of the royal palace, but now he is the general manager of the Zhenbei marching army. You should communicate more in the future."

Yue Fei looked at Zhao Yun and saw that he was wearing a black robe with a bit wildness. "Zilong's aura is majestic, giving people a strong sense of oppression. I believe that the force is good. I think on the battlefield, I will be a fierce general who makes the enemy scared."

Zhao Yun said: "Pengju praised it."

Seeing the two compliments each other, a thought suddenly appeared in Ye Jun's mind, "Zilong, Pengju, you both are iron-blooded generals, and they are both good at using cold guns, why not compete with each other?"

Hearing sound.

Zhao Yun and Yue Fei looked at each other, and a strong sense of fighting suddenly filled the air.

Ye Jun glanced at Zhuge Ming on the martial arts stage, "Butler, Mr. Zhuge is seriously injured, hurry up and take him to see him."

Ahem...

Zhuge Ming coughed lightly and struggled to support his body, "King... Prince, I'm fine."

"It's rare to see two generals discussing martial arts. I want to stay and see it, and it's easy to learn."

Ye Jun said in a quiet voice: "Okay, is there no end to learning?"

Swish.

Swish.

Two figures rose into the air and fell on the martial arts stage. After saluting each other, Yue Fei took the lead and said:

"Zilong, please give me advice!"

The sound fell.

The two of them ran sideways towards the weapon stand at the same time, both carrying an unstoppable momentum.

clang.

clang.

The cold spear was crossed and the two were bent on the side.

The strong wind swept through and the robes flew.

A strong sense of fighting lingers on the martial arts stage.

Experts will know if there is any one.

Before the two met, the solemn aura had begun to float.

Below.
To be continued...