Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

That night.

Jingjia Hot Spring.

The breeze gently caressed, bringing a little bit of cold, and the moisture from the warm spring water gradually condensed into fine water droplets, and the surroundings were quiet.

The moonlight was so bright that the sky and the earth were dizzy, and the light and shadow were generously sprinkled on the water surface, reflecting the entire spring surface brightly, and there was a light wind blowing by, the spring water moved gently, scattering the moonlight , Become a little bit of starlight.

Jing Fan sat in the spring water with half-naked upper body, his body motionless, as stable as a rock, his black hair scattered in the spring where the water and the moon blend, dense water droplets dotted on the hair, hazy, like a fairy.The curves of the muscles exposed above the water surface are clear and just right, and the skin is firm and firm under the baptism of the moonlight, making it even more white and jade-like.

Compared with the surface of the spring blown away by the wind in the distance, the surface of the spring with a radius of nearly ten meters around Jingfan seems to be covered with a layer of ice, freezing half of the spring water. However, the surface of the condensed spring water is as smooth as a mirror. There is no trace of ripples, and it is in stark contrast to the spring water that is still rippling from time to time in the distance.

The smooth and flat surface of the spring reflects Jingfan's figure clearly, but under the "flat mirror" there are turbulent waves that give people goosebumps. Through the bright spring surface, the spring water below is centered on Jingfan, forming a A deep vortex, and the spring water in the vortex does not seem to be honest, it is tumbling and boiling like crazy, it seems that it will come alive at any time, and rush away.

Jing Fan, who is in the center of this strange mirror image, has his eyes closed together, his thick and slender eyelashes are intertwined up and down, and his face illuminated by the moon seems to have been meticulously drawn stroke by stroke with all his attention, like ink. The eyebrows, the straight nose, and the lips that are neither thin nor thick are the most gorgeous colors in this ink painting.

His whole body was filled with lingering white mist, silky, light and illusory, which added a beautiful artistic conception to this ink painting, and also made this quiet and cool night more charming and dangerous.

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Ao Ran was lying on the bed, the window paper reflected the swaying branches, and she could hear the sound of whirling leaves when she calmed down.

After the last game in the afternoon, they returned to the yard.

Tang Deluo beat the opponent half to death with one move. According to Ao Ran's own experience of being injured and lying dead for many months and the doctor's diagnosis and treatment of Jing's family, the young master might not be able to get up if he didn't lie down for a month or two—most of his body His bones were all broken, his heart and lungs were shaken, his injuries were severe, and he lost too much blood. Even the Jing family, which was full of genius doctors and possessed countless high-quality medicinal materials, needed a lot of effort to pull him back from Lord Yan's hands.

If it is said that Tang Deluo's palm can hit people tens of meters, it is not impossible for some people present, at least on the high platform, the old men of the Jing family are absolutely fine, it can be done in minutes, while the audience such as Luo Qi , Xu Rongqi, including Ao Ran and Jing Zi are also fine.

But what makes the audience silent is Tondolo's aura and the inexplicable white mist that surrounds him. No one knows how the white mist is made, but it's just a trick, or he made it up to fool him. People can say it, but Tondolo's expression is too casual, that kind of easy-going gesture, the look in the eyes of the common people, as if in his eyes, his opponent is just an insignificant mosquito.

And the results of the doctor's diagnosis by the Jing family silenced the people in the field even more. A single palm can kill half of a person. Even Jing Fengguo thought that it was impossible for him to cause such a large damage with a single palm.

And looking at Tondro's understatement, I'm afraid it's just the power of waving his hand.

This is a friendly game of exchange of ideas. It is forbidden to hurt people's lives, and it is forbidden to use cruel hands. The young children of the aristocratic family came to the Jing family, with pros and cons. No matter what happens to any one, it is the responsibility of the Jing family, let alone Jing Wenshan. Well, even he, Jing Fengguo, will honestly apologize to others and try to make up for it.

Such a destructive move, no matter how terrifying, Jing Fengguo had no time to explore it, so he flew down from the stage to protect the young master's heart and his life.

After Brother Young Master was carried down, the arena was still silent. Everyone's eyes were on Tang Deluo, but they seemed to be out of focus.

Jing Fengguo flew over the heads of the crowd and landed steadily in front of Tang Deluo's eyes. His finger-wide sword eyebrows were solemn and serious. He also had to give an explanation, "Boy Tang, from the beginning of the competition, it was stipulated that the competition should be based on learning, and no one's life can be hurt. Are you too ruthless?"

Fortunately, no matter how taciturn and disdainful Tang Deluo is, he still has some sophistication, but even so, he still looks indifferent to Jing Fengguo, who is much older than him: "I don't use any strength, yes He's too weak, I never thought he wouldn't be able to withstand even one move from me."

In an instant, the silence in the audience was broken, and everyone talked a lot, mostly in disbelief and horror.

Jing Fengguo suddenly didn't know what to say, such an excuse of "I underestimated the opponent's weakness" made him speechless for a while.

Just when Jing Fengguo was about to say something again, an angry voice roared from the audience: "Stinky boy! You are really brazen, you say you don't use your strength, so you can't use your strength? Who can prove that you didn't make a cruel move to get my friend?" Your life, to deceive everyone, you are a master!"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw that he was a tall and big man with a face full of anger.

"It's okay to prove it, you guys——" Tondello glanced at the speaker first, then glanced at all the people present, taking in all the different expressions in his eyes, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked slightly— ——A smile that seems to be nothing, but it makes everyone gasp, that kind of defiant strength and sarcasm are all in the slightly raised corners of the lips, in the cold tone, there is a domineering arrogance, "Everyone People, together, they are not my opponents."! ! !

Everyone was shocked by his shocking words and was speechless for a while.

So proud!So defiant!

Not to mention everyone in the audience, even Jing Fengguo and the others were stunned for a long time.

A group of people were pulled up around the high platform, all of them were very old, but they all looked surprised and curious that did not match their age. Jing Fengzhuo supported the stone railing with one hand, scratched his white hair and patted his forehead with the other. , Surprised: "Where did this kid come from? Too conceited!"

A group of old men sighed and thought about it, but each of them felt a little heavier in their hearts.

Now that Jing Fengguo has stepped forward, he naturally wants to deal with the matter to the end, "Mr. Tang is young, but his skills are extraordinary. Of course, this arrogance is not weaker than your skills."

Tang Deluo didn't answer, obviously waiting for Jing Fengguo's next sentence.

"You can prove it if you want. After the game, you can challenge at will, but it depends on whether everyone in the audience will accept it." Everyone's demeanor has angered the crowd, and if they don't kill him, they will be hard to calm down, Jing Fengguo waited for the audience to quiet down and continued, "Today in my Jing family, my Jing family will protect everyone's life and safety, If I can bear it, I will do my best to return everyone to recovery, but—"

"But" the word Jing Fengguo said very emphatically, "Young Master Tang, please don't go too far next time, respect your opponent, and focus on learning from each other. After all, everyone present is also a person with a family and parents, so please be kind." Change your mind."

The meaning of the last sentence is deep. Which of the children of these aristocratic families is not a family behind them. Almost all the strongest families on the mainland are here. In Jing Fengguo's heart, no matter how powerful Tang Deluo is, no matter how powerful the family behind It is powerful, and it is impossible to be an enemy of the entire continent!

This time, Tang Deluo didn't say anything, just nodded slightly to Jing Fengguo, and then stepped down.

After all, this competition made Tang Deluo attract all eyes. No one knew how the other ancestor worship ended. Ao Ran observed Qiwa's brother, but he was still plain and nothing surprising. An ordinary sword, a set of ordinary moves, barely knocked down the opponent, and then disappeared into the crowd.

At the end of the final match, the sun was already on the distant mountains. Jing Wenshan entrusted the time for tomorrow's martial arts competition, said some words of concern and encouragement, and let the crowd leave. A group of young men and women were happy or hated. Whether happy or complaining, bragging or cursing, they gradually left the arena in twos and threes.

Ao Ran and the others had dinner in Jingfan's courtyard, and they also became curious about "Extreme Dao". I'm afraid it's just the tip of the iceberg.

According to Yan Fengge's guess, after Langcha and Tang Deluo practiced martial arts, the diffuse white mist may have materialized the internal force. Too strong internal force can already condense the entity and control it at will. It is more pervasive than weapons. , killing with invisible murderous intent.

Several people chattered and talked a lot, and they planned to face it calmly, whether it was the competition tomorrow or the crisis in the future.

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The figures in the middle of the hot spring looked like dreams and illusions in the white mist. If anyone passed by, they would think that they hadn't woken up, their eyes were dazzled, and they saw a fairy who fell into the world.

Beside the hot spring, Wang Huailei held a graceful beauty in his arms, with big red and phoenix eyes, red lips and white teeth, and creamy skin.

The girl was wearing the clothes specially made by the servants of the Jing family. The Jing family was already considered wealthy, and the clothes of the servants were also made of excellent materials, fine gauze, and a well-made coat, which made her look even more beautiful.

"Wang...Young Master Wang, your slave family has followed you, will you treat the slave family well?"

Wang Huailei hurriedly said, "That's natural. I, Wang Huailei, am an upright gentleman. If I don't like you, I won't tell you anything. If I provoke you, I will be responsible to the end."

The little servant girl couldn't help being overjoyed, "I don't regret following the prince. I will be the prince's person in this life, and I will be the prince's ghost in death."

The corner of Wang Huailei's mouth twitched, go to hell, you're fucking dead!

But there was still a happy face on the face, "Biyu, if you treat me like this, I will definitely live up to you."

If Ao Ran is here, I have to complain, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost.

The two were lingering, whispering, and separated not far away. The night was cold and the dew was heavy. Biyu shivered, and said in a coquettish voice, "My lord, I'm so cold."

Wang Huailei was immediately happy, and his face was extremely worried, "Why is it still cold?"

Biyu acted like a baby, "My house is cold, I want to go to the hot spring..."

Only the masters can go to Jing's hot spring, and the servants are not allowed to approach it except for cleaning.

Firstly, Biyu wanted to enjoy the spring water that only the masters could enjoy, and secondly, it was because of her small mind, she flew up to the branch to become a phoenix, and that was all in one fell swoop.

Both of them thought of going together, so naturally there was no reason to refuse.

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The sound of approaching footsteps, panting, and laughing sounds are tiresome to the ears.

Jing Fan opened his eyes suddenly, his slender and thick eyelashes lifted the white mist around his eyes, and through the layers of cloud-like mist, he could only see those half-hidden eyes, which were not as black as a deep pool in the past, but It's a heart-stopping blood red.