The nameless hilltop in the east of Wei County should actually be called a hillside, because it is not too high.

When Feng Yong, Guan Ji, Huang Ji and Yang Wanwan, followed by about a dozen famous people, climbed to the top of the slope, they discovered that there was a large flat land on the top of the slope.

After some estimation, it was at least as large as a basketball court in later generations.

Hua Wan arrived early, and when she saw Feng Yong and others arriving, she breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you didn't dare to come."

Feng Yong raised his head and looked at the sky, "Isn't it not past Chen hour?"

Behind Hua Wan, there are more than a dozen maidservants, all armed with swords, waiting around. They are really women and men.

Then he looked at the horse next to Huawan.

I saw that the horse was dark red all over, and its joints were thick and strong.

Even though Feng Yongyong knew how to look at horses, he could still tell at a glance that this horse was definitely no ordinary horse.

Even so, in order to prevent the car from overturning, the cautious Feng Tuchel still quietly asked Yang Wanwan beside him, "Wei Ran, what do you think of this horse?"

"Brother, this horse is a high-quality BMW. If it is used as a mount, it can barely be regarded as a good war horse. But if it is used as a cargo transport, it will be really good."

Yang Qianwan also whispered, "I followed the Prime Minister a few days ago and saw this horse. I heard that this horse is called Curly Red Rabbit Horse and it is Meng Huo's mount."

Red rabbit horse?

That’s good stuff!

Feng Yongxi raised his eyebrows, the Red Rabbit Horse was the number one horse in the world. Since this horse dared to be named after the Red Rabbit, it must be the right horse.

I didn't expect this little girl to be so heartless.

Hua Wan looked at Feng Yong and Yang Qianwan murmuring, looking affectionate, and then said a little sourly, "Isn't Mr. Feng timid?"

"Why are you so anxious? I'm just checking to see if the horse you brought me is what I want." Feng Yong curled his lips, "I'm not even in a hurry to get the horse. Are you worried that you won't be able to get it to me?"

Hearing what Feng Yong said, the maids behind Hua Wan all pressed their sword hilts with their hands and glared angrily, as if they were just waiting for Hua Wan's order to move their swords forward.

Feng Tibi was so frightened that his heart trembled.

Before he could react, Guan Ji had already stepped forward to block him from behind.

The troops behind Feng Yong also held the hilts of their swords, and if the opponent made the slightest mistake, they would draw their swords.

Feng Yong's injury a few days ago really scared them.

Feng Yong looked at Guan Ji who was standing in front of him, and felt moved in his heart - is he really a softie? Otherwise, why would he feel safe?

Then he looked around and muttered, "Why does it look like a gang fight among street gangsters?"

Guan Ji, who was standing at the front, had a gleaming look in her eyes, and Hua Wan felt that she was being looked at clearly by the gentleman in front of her who was even more handsome than the lady.

Her heart trembled, then she gritted her teeth, snorted, and shouted to Feng Yong, "I just want to see if you can be so sharp with your tongue!"

Then I looked at the people Feng Yong had brought over, but I couldn't help but feel secretly happy: It was just as I expected.

"Only three of them? Where are the others?"

"Isn't three enough?" Feng Yong poked his head out from behind Guan Ji and asked a little strangely.

"Two out of three games, I originally thought of bringing only one here. But yesterday you didn't set the rules. I don't know if you plan to fight in a row or if one person can only fight once, so I brought three here.

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For today's competition, Feng Yong had to go to Zhuge Yao again and ask him to return his left and right Sima.

Now that Nanzhong has been decided, Zhuge Liang also knows that Feng Yong has been inspecting the farming conditions in the counties of Nanzhong these days, so he readily dismissed Li Yi and Yang Wanwan from their duties as subordinate supervisors and asked them to follow Feng Yong again.

Otherwise, several of them have military positions and cannot escape at will.

But Li Yi deliberately didn't come with him today.

Nowadays, the Nanzhong family is at its most sensitive. Li Yi is the legitimate son of the Li family. If he is involved in this matter, people may over-interpret it and think that the Li family has begun to unite with themselves to suppress the Meng family.

This joint is very difficult for Zhuge Laoyao, and he feels uncomfortable even if he doesn't know it.

Regarding Ji and Huang Ji, there is no need to worry about whether they are better at archery or weapons. If it is a competition of strength and fists, not to mention, there is a complete winning rate.

As for Yang Wanwan, it is only used as a backup - the probability of the equestrian event is too small, so small that it can be ignored, but it should be just in case.

As for Feng Yong himself, just watch the show.

If it had been anyone else, seeing Huang Ji coming on stage, they would probably have laughed at Feng Yong first.

But the Zhurong tribe regards women as the most respected, so Huawan didn't feel anything strange.

Hearing Feng Yong's words, Huawan rolled her eyes and said with a sweet smile, "I was negligent yesterday, but it's not too late to set the rules now. Feng Langjun, do you think we should fight to the end or take turns?"

When Guan Ji saw no further action from the other side, she stepped aside again.

"It's up to you. You can do whatever you want. It's best to be quick. I'm waiting to take the horse back to the city as soon as possible."

Feng Yong looked at the sky and took advantage of the fact that the sun had not reached its peak and the heat had not yet risen, so he finished playing early and went back to rest early.

As for Huawan's petty tricks, he wasn't worried at all.

Seeing Feng Yong's impatient look, Hua Wan secretly almost gritted her teeth with hatred, thinking to herself that since you don't know how to live or die, then don't blame me for cutting your face clean.

"Okay! How about changing yesterday's best-of-three-game rule. Each side sends one person off the field. The winner stays and the loser leaves. The side with the first three players to finish the round is considered defeated. How about that?"

"Okay, okay!" Feng Yongyong waved his hand impatiently, "Compare to what?"

"Of course it is stronger than fists and feet. If a weapon is used, the sword has no eyes and it will be bad if it hurts someone."

Hua Wan glanced at Yang Wanwan and asked with a smile, "Of course, if Feng Langjun feels it's inappropriate, he can change it."

When Feng Yong heard this, he almost laughed like a pig.

Did this girl send a horse to her on purpose?

"How can it be considered a victory and how can it be considered a defeat?"

"The one who falls to the ground loses."

"ojbk!"

Feng Yong made a gesture that no one could understand, and then said, "Shall we start?"

"good!"

The flower garland was neat and tidy, so she immediately took off her outer robe, revealing the tight lining underneath.

Today she is not wearing a short skirt, and her white and tender calves cannot be seen, which makes people feel a little regretful.

However, the lining that clings tightly to the body reveals a petite and exquisite figure.

She walked to the middle of the field and asked, "Which one of you will come up first?"

It seems like she wants to take the lead.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Huang Ji raised her hand, fearing that she would be left behind. When she was about to step forward, Guan Ji, who was standing in front of her, stretched out her hand to block her. Then she stepped forward, cupped her fists and said, "Guan Suo, please take the flower lady."

Advice.”

"Hey, this level..."

Huang Ji was very angry and was about to curse, but then she saw Feng Yong glare from the corner of her eye, and then she remembered that she was now the wife of the stone girl of the Guan family.

At that moment, he could only grit his teeth and show genuine concern, "Alang, you have to be careful!"

But he cursed in his heart, it would be better to be kicked to the ground and never get up again!

Huawan was already a little annoyed when she was stared at by the good-looking Han family man. Now when she heard Huang Ji calling "Alang" from the side, she felt even more angry for some reason.

She let out a "hum" in her mouth, "If you want to hit me, hit me, what are you talking about!"

As he spoke, he clenched his right fist and stepped forward. Bai Shengsheng's small fist struck Guan Ji straight in the face with a faint sound of sharp wind.

Guan Ji raised her eyebrows, thinking that this barbarian girl had some real abilities.

Although she could take the punch forcefully, she still stepped aside to avoid the move.

Hua Wan thought to herself, "You know what you are doing." Her left hand was hidden. She was only waiting for the opponent to block, but if she saw a flaw, she would hit her with a fatal blow.

At that moment, he was being polite and refused to let others go, and then he slid forward.

Guan Ji snorted coldly and said, "I don't know what is good or bad!"

Then he finally took action, and there was a "bang"!

Hua Wan only felt pain in the bones of her hand, and she was unable to stop the opponent's strength.

For a moment, the two of them were at odds.

However, Huawan refused to admit defeat. She gritted her teeth and exchanged seven or eight punches with Guan Ji before she retreated with a bang.

Although she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, she is still the young ruler of the clan. How can she be compared to Guan Ji, who has experienced life and death, and then worked hard to practice martial arts?

She only felt that the bones in her hands had cracked, and she was in excruciating pain, and tears burst out of her eyes!

"Wow!" Hua Wan didn't know whether he was crying or shouting, "I'm going to beat you to death!"

After saying that, he rubbed his body and came forward to fight with Guan Ji.
To be continued...