After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

On the two-pole Sunset Creek Bridge, half a wisp of light smoke is reflected in the willow shadow.

Until sunset, the golden sunlight spread over the entire Daxiangguo Temple, and the fight between Li Lao Da and Li Jin finally came to an end.

Boss Li dodged and passed by Li Jin's right rib, only an inch away.

In this split second, Boss Li used his strong body to block his attacking right hand.

In the eyes of the crowd outside, it seemed like the moment Boss Li dodged, Li Jin fell to the ground due to exhaustion.

Only Li Jin, the person involved, and Li Aotian, who had been paying close attention to the situation on the arena, knew that Boss Li had just used a quick small grappling move to hit Li Jin's weak spot below the right rib.

"Sure enough..." Li Aotian's pupils shrank into a small dot in an instant.

Li Jin rubbed his aching chest, climbed up with difficulty, and saluted to Boss Li: "I am convinced, you won this battle!"

Li Jin had been crushed by Li Aotian for many years, so he was quite open about losing: "Boss Li, I will go to Baichuan Academy to spar with you on my day off."

Boss Li stroked his messy hair and said innocently, "We have to listen to our headmaster on this."

Li Jin looked at Boss Li with even more appreciation: "You and I are both people who respect teachers and respect morality."

The smile on Boss Li's face froze and he glanced guiltily in Gu Nanxi's direction.

Is there any way to turn a weak woman who can't even lift a chicken into a top martial arts master in a short period of time?

Boss Li lowered his eyes and an idea came to his mind.

"In the first round of individual competition, Baichuan Academy wins!" Li Aotian's voice echoed in the venue.

"Great! Baichuan Academy is amazing!"

"Boss Li, you can't judge a person by his appearance, and you can't measure the depth of the ocean by a bucket!"

"Boss Li, do you have a wife? My daughter is twenty years old and is as beautiful as a fairy. Would you like her to marry you?"

"Your daughter is like a fairy, and she's so pretty? Boss Li, come to my house. My daughter is the one who can really make a living!"

Boss Li's eyes were evasive, but two red clouds could be seen on his dark face.

Isn’t such a capable and honest man the perfect son-in-law in the minds of all mothers-in-law?

With him at home, who would dare to compete with him for water or land in the village? !

Seeing that the calls for Boss Li were getting louder and louder, Li Maocheng glanced at Li Shaoyan, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Boss Li! Don't be so arrogant! Li Jin can't do anything to you, and we still have our Li family's eldest son!"

Li Maocheng jumped to the side of the arena and challenged Boss Li loudly: "Li Shaoyan is the real leader of the Li Family Army. He is the legitimate successor to the Major General and has inherited the true teachings of the Li Family Army! If you are afraid, surrender first!"

Li Maocheng estimated that after the fight with Li Jin, Boss Li should be exhausted and could not hold on for much longer. If Li Shaoyan came on the field at this time, he would definitely have a huge advantage!

Li Aotian, who was just about to turn around and leave, raised his eyebrows. Was his useless little brat planning to take advantage of someone else's misfortune?

Seeing that no one came out to stop him, Li Maocheng raised the corner of his mouth proudly: "Just now I said that there are three individual matches. Although it is a little late now, it will not hinder the competition."

Li Jin scolded in dissatisfaction: "Nonsense, we just competed for a whole afternoon, the next challenge should be left for tomorrow."

"Why? You are allowed to shine and be in the limelight in front of the saint, but our eldest son of the Li family is not allowed to show his style?

Li Maocheng insisted on this point, saying it was unfair to the public and refused to talk about it again.

Boss Li didn't care, but he couldn't stand Li Maocheng's success, so he deliberately asked: "Why? Are you Li Shaoyan, Mr. Li?"

Li Maocheng rolled his eyes: "Of course not. How can a commoner like me compare to Mr. Li?"

"Oh, so it's not you. Then what are you doing here? Do you want to come up and give it a try?"

Boss Li clenched his fists with his ten fingers, and the joints of his fists made a crackling sound.

Li Maocheng took several steps back and almost fell to the ground.

Just at this moment, a woman suddenly jumped out from the direction of Baichuan Academy.

There was a long white cloth tied on her forehead, with a big red word "injustice" written on it. It looked like blood and was shocking.

"Look! Someone is seeking justice!"

"Wow! She runs so fast!"

Yan Fusong, who was huddled in a corner sighing, was attracted by the exclamations of the crowd. He followed their gaze and saw a familiar voice running wildly in the open space, heading straight for Li Maocheng.

Yan Fusong was so horrified that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

How did she get here? Where were her caretakers?

Yan Fusong instantly broke out in a cold sweat!

"Stop her, stop her quickly!" Yan Fusong ran as fast as he could while shouting to the students of Songshan Academy to go down and stop the woman in white.

Soon a funny scene appeared on the field.

A group of students dressed in white Confucian clothing followed the woman, yelling at her to stop.

The people of Kyoto, who were eager to watch the fun, either stretched out their feet or their hands, or hugged the scholars' waists, trying not to let the scholars stop the woman.

The guards surrounded the emperor, their hands on the hilts of their swords, not daring to blink, staring at the women and students in front of them.

Li Aotian held his sword across his chest and stood in front of the guards, looking like three men blocking the pass from ten thousand.

Principal Wu of Songshan Academy narrowed his eyes and said sharply, "Protect the emperor! Protect the emperor! This woman is an assassin, kill her quickly!"

"Wait!" Gu Nanxi called out to the soldier who was raising his bow to shoot.

"When she's about to rush onto the stage, shoot her."

Wu Shanzhang's eyes were filled with rage, and he asked Gu Nanxi loudly, "Is this the time for you to be soft-hearted? Are you going to use the lives of His Majesty, the Imperial Concubine, and the others to gain a good reputation for yourself?"

Gu Nanxi noticed that people were looking at him with unfriendly eyes from different directions, and he knew that when his life was at stake, no reason or morality could compare to that one chance.

Anyone could see that the woman was unarmed and did not look like an assassin.

But what if it is?

Gu Nanxi looked at the burly figure in front of the crowd and challenged him, "There are more than 200 of us here. Even if we risk our lives, can we not protect His Majesty from this little girl?"

The officials looked at each other in embarrassment. Serving the emperor wholeheartedly until death was just talk. Who could really risk their life to do so?

"It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but only a moment to deploy it. General Li, do you have the confidence to protect His Majesty?"

General Longwu Li Aotian once again became the focus of everyone's attention.

He turned his head and met Gu Nanxi's sharp gaze. It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.

He turned his head, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and the scar on his cheek became more hideous: "Unless you step over my dead body!"