After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"I never expected that the little-known Miss Wen Yu would win."

"I have to say, this painting by Miss Wen Yu reminds me of someone."

His companion, who was walking side by side with him, winked and said, "Are you talking about the guest from Penglai?"

"It's him!"

"It's been a while since I've seen Penglaike publish a new book. I wonder what he's been busy with?"

"I heard from the bookstore owner that Penglai Ke went to study and said he found a life mentor."

"How powerful a person must be to be regarded as a mentor by Penglai Ke?"

The two of them found a roadside stall, had a bite, and then hurried back to the venue.

At this time, Yan Fusong was facing the women who were collecting eggs, and said earnestly: "In the competition this morning, your performance made Principal Wu very angry! We must be honest!"

Aunt Geng counted the eggs, stuffed them into her bamboo basket, and said perfunctorily, "Got it. We will definitely work hard this afternoon and cheer you up."

Yan Fusong rubbed his forehead. According to reliable information, the afternoon competition would be a martial arts duel.

There are martial arts courses in the Imperial Academy. All the students have experienced hundreds of battles and have a family background in martial arts. Their muscles and bones have been strengthened since childhood and are as strong as a wall of iron and steel.

After searching the entire Songshan Academy, the only one who can perform well in this regard is Li Shaoyan.

Yan Fusong narrowed his eyes. Li Shaoyan had been much quieter since he was taught a lesson by the wife of Marquis Yongchang. It was said that he was kept at home by his father and was given special training every day.

I don't ask for anything else, I just hope Li Shaoyan can defeat Su Yunting and the others.

Sonorous!

With a burst of intense drums and gongs, dozens of soldiers in armor, with flags and fat horses, held high the flags and ran around the field three times.

"Silence! Silence! Silence!"

"The second round of Baichuan Academy's assessment is about to begin!"

The rough sound echoed in the field, mixed with the thumping of horse hooves, with a terrifying momentum.

"Hey, this body of tendon meat looks very powerful."

"They are treated well. They are admitted directly into the Imperial Guards after graduating from the martial arts school."

"After this, letting the child learn martial arts is also a way out."

"What are you dreaming about in broad daylight? The poor learn literature, the rich learn martial arts. Do you know how much money they need to feed their muscular bodies?"

"Even if you pass the military exam, those military officer positions are so limited that there aren't enough for everyone. How can you get one?"

The Imperial Guards may be tough and sturdy, but they are definitely not the type that ordinary people can be.

The common people who had just had a hint of excitement had their unrealistic thoughts extinguished in an instant.

As the chief examiner of the second game, General Longwu Li Aotian strode onto the stage.

His figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree, his aura as strong as the scorching sun, and beneath his sword-like brows, a pair of cold eyes pierced people's hearts.

"This assessment is divided into individual battle and team battle."

"Individual competitions are based on points: two points for a win, one point for a draw, and zero points for a loss."

"Team battles are mainly about capturing flags. There are three flags: black, red, and yellow. Each flag is worth five points, three points, and one point!"

"Individual battles, each academy sends one person, and team battles are limited to five people per academy."

Li Aotian's voice was like a loud bell, exploding in everyone's ears.

People who support Baichuan Academy are anxious: "It's over, why is there still a team competition?"

"Who came up with this idea? Isn't this just bullying the small number of people in Baichuan Academy?"

The total number of students in Baichuan Academy is less than 20. Originally, everyone thought that if they had to fight alone, they would send Huang Niangzi.

As a result, we have to organize a team competition, but where can we get people together?

"You can only win temporarily by taking an unconventional approach with your sword, but you can't win forever. Martial arts requires you to practice hard in winter and summer, and practice three times a day and do nine times a day. You can't win by being clever."

The martial arts students flexed their muscles, faces filled with pride.

The imperial court has long valued civil affairs over military affairs.

The students of the Imperial Academy suffered a great loss in the first half, and they finally had to rely on martial arts to get back on track and hold up the sky!

Today, they will avenge their shame with blood!

Li Mingde looked at the martial arts students who were a head taller than him and twice as wide as him with despair in his eyes.

"What should I do? Can my body withstand their punches?"

Chen Yixuan stood up trembling, ready to die: "Brothers, I'll go first. Remember to get a doctor for me in advance."

Jiang Guanghai glanced around and fixed his eyes on the sturdy Xiao Hei, "Xiao Hei, as a member of the academy, it's time for you to do your best for the academy!"

Xiao Hei shook his head frantically: "No, no! The martial artist is Li Jin, he is as strong as mountains and rivers, he can pull a ten-stone bow, his pair of iron fists are comparable to meteor hammers, they hurt people."

Jiang Guanghai noticed it keenly and asked, "How did you know that?"

Xiao Hei's watery eyes were instantly filled with mist, making him look extremely pitiful.

How did he know?

Of course, I experienced it myself.

When he reported to his master, in order to take a shortcut, he passed by Li Jin's house. Unexpectedly, he was beaten up by Li Jin and almost died on the spot.

"It doesn't matter. If we meet Li Jin, we will just admit defeat. As long as we can beat Li Shaoyan, we still have a chance to turn the tables."

Jiang Guanghai calculated the points and felt that he could win by taking more flags in team battles.

"Li Shaoyan is no longer the Amon of the past. He has been trained hard for many days by Longwu General Li Aotian, and his skills are comparable to Xiao Hei's."

Li Da munched on a sesame seed bun and spoke vaguely.

Xiao Hei was not convinced: "Impossible! I have been practicing for so many years since I was a child, how can he catch up with me in just a few months?"

Li Da swallowed the dry sesame cake with difficulty and gulped down a big gulp of water.

"You learned the art of scouting, while Li Shaoyan and Li Aotian learned the art of fighting in the army. Can their actual combat abilities be the same?"

"Li Da, you know a lot." Wen Yu said suddenly.

Li Da lowered his head silently and continued to eat the sesame cake.

Su Yunting was eager to try, rubbing his arms and wrists: "Oh my gosh! Let them see how powerful I am!"

Su Yunyan hugged Su Yunting's arm and said, "Hasn't it been enough for you to be beaten? Your body is covered with bruises. What are you going to do? Are you going to give yourself up?"

"In times of crisis, if I don't go, who will? Do I have to ask you to go?"

Su Yunyan: "If I do it, maybe I can be more effective than you."

If it weren't for the interest in Su Yunting's eyes, Su Yunyan would almost believe that he was thinking about the overall situation.

Boss Li looked at Su Yunting. He was as thin as a chick. If he squeezed him a little harder, he was afraid that he would break his bones.

If I let such a spoiled young man go to the arena, if something unexpected happens, how will I explain to Gu Nanxi?

But if I were to go on stage...

Boss Li stroked his beard, rolled up his trouser legs, and said two words in a decisive tone: "I'll go!"