Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - Wei Xu challenged the martial arts competition on the field, Fu Chen challenged the neutral prestige of the army

Since the three hundred light cavalry were selected from other arms, they set up tents in the cavalry battalion alone, and their daily training meals were different from those of other battalions.

And the special among the special is Fu Chen who was targeted by Liao Hui early in the morning. In the beginning, others inevitably waited to see how the latter surrendered in this unmatched contest with the mentality of watching a joke. He was taken away by Liao Hui for additional training in the morning and evening and during the break in the afternoon. Gradually, other soldiers felt a little bit more serious from it.Everyone is a soldier in red armor, how did he have the privilege of being watched and practiced martial arts alone?

In addition, Fu Chen was originally a recruit selected by the Gyeonggi Army, and they naturally looked down on the group of people who enjoyed the blessings of the Beijing Army after going through the formal Yiwei selection process, so all the dissatisfaction fell on Fu Chen.

"Brother Xu!" A soldier patted the man who was staring into the distance in a daze from behind. What are you looking at?"

Wei Xu held a stick of dog's tail grass in his mouth. He was looking at the camp in the distance in a daze. When he was patted on the shoulder suddenly, he was shocked and the weed fell off. He retorted: "You are here!" What are you doing, Jiang Zhong, have you practiced riding and archery today?"

"Continue to practice in the afternoon, let's go to eat first!" Jiang Zhong was thinking about eating, and then followed Wei Xu's gaze to look in the direction of the camp, and found that there was no one there, and asked curiously, "Tsk, what are you looking at? "

"...Tell me," Wei Xu paused, "Is that Fu Chen really that powerful? Do you need Lieutenant General Liao to guide the training alone?"

"That's not a guide, it's not that the resentment in General Liao's heart has nowhere to go, and he wants to vent his anger on that kid." Jiang Zhong said indifferently.

"Liao Hui isn't that patient. He keeps an eye on someone so closely just to punish someone. How can this be his style?" Wei Xu bared his teeth and muttered, "It's clear that it depends on how capable he is, and he intends to grind him... ...What's so great about that kid, isn't he his defeated general? Could it be that Liao Hui also likes this kind of obedient guy now..."

"Oh, I haven't practiced with him, so I don't know. But looking at his size," Jiang Zhong sneered, and then slapped Wei Xu on the arm, "I'm sure he can't compare with you, brother Xu, maybe The general took a fancy to his skinny appearance, which makes it easier to escape on the battlefield, bah, this is called convenient mobile marching..."

Jiang Zhongyuan wanted to tease Fu Chen deliberately with this remark, but in Wei Xu's heart he felt very awkward, if that kid had no ability at all, it would just make him feel a little helpless.

Wei Xu glanced at Jiang Zhong, ignored him, frowned and said: "When I watched him fight with Lieutenant General Liao that day, he was quite capable, but he was weak and looked a little weak, and his internal strength should not be very good. , Bao Buqi has any other moves that are surprising."

Jiang Zhong said with a smile: "Brother Xu, if you are interested in him, you can just fight with him. It just so happens that our brothers also don't like him, so you punch him to the ground, maybe you can't." When I return to General Liao, I will show Brother Xu the training alone."

"Hmph, I really don't care about it," Wei Xu said conceitedly, "Forgive him for the most part that he was in the limelight in front of Lieutenant General Liao and Admiral Jia, and I didn't see him win in the end. The real skill is still a fake move. When he comes back, I will meet him."

"Okay!" Jiang Zhong was also pleased, and encouraged, "I'll tell the brothers over there to eat quickly, and come to cheer for Brother Xu in a while!"

Wei Xu also showed his complacency after being praised, and said: "Then you have to hurry up, don't wait for me to beat that kid to the ground before you come here..."

"That's natural!" Jiang Zhong ran to the cooking camp excitedly.

Let's say that Fu Chen's weight-bearing training here is still the same, and his hands and feet are still in shackles.That set of swordsmanship that has been practiced many times has been mastered to the bone, and it is as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water.

In the open space, the young man moved quickly, but when he looked closely at his face, he was as silent and calm as a craftsman pondering about instruments.

Without squinting, the chin is slightly compressed, the knife marks on the cheeks are frozen, and the eyes are full of seriousness.

Liao Hui was watching from the sidelines. Over the past few days, Fu Chen's obedient and hardworking attitude made him change his mind at the beginning.He wanted to teach him a lesson and end it hastily, but seeing Fu Chen's act of gritting his teeth no matter where the pressure was, he couldn't help feeling admiration from his colleagues.

He also didn't bother to find out whether the young man deliberately competed with him, wanted to compete with him, or whether he had always had such a strong habit of overcoming difficulties.Since he can persevere, Liao Hui is also willing to give him a preferential treatment, at least this person is a soldier in the cavalry battalion under his control. If he can stand out from the crowd in the future and make meritorious service, he will not forget his special training now. the kindness granted.

In any case, it must not be a bad thing to have such hard-working soldiers under his command.

"Left step forward!"

Seeing Fu Chen's sweaty appearance, Liao Hui still treated him harshly, without relaxing in the slightest.

Hearing the order, Fu Chen insisted on exerting some strength on his already exhausted muscles, and stretched his movements under the restraint of the heavy iron ball.

Liao Hui nodded in approval, then raised his head and glanced at the sun, it was shining in the sky, the sun was shining brightly, it was already the hottest time in the afternoon, and he said: "Practice one last time, let's go have lunch."

Fu Chen didn't seem to have heard it, and never paused because of his words. After being reminded just now, his movements have gradually changed from stagnation to freedom, and he has entered a state of selflessness.

Liao Hui was watching, a little surprised.

If Fu Chen has the talent to practice martial arts, but his physique with no internal energy can be said to be the fatal item of a martial artist. If he is said to have mediocre aptitude, the iron weight he specially added is enough for ordinary martial arts practitioners to not be injured. Well, no one is so adaptable.

"Okay, you can go to lunch!" Seeing that he still didn't stop, Liao Hui quickly used his inner strength and shouted, "Go and replenish your strength! Practice again at night!"

Liao Hui's exclamation interrupted Fu Chen's movements, and he immediately put down his sword. In an instant, the dust that had just been raised gradually floated to the ground, as if time had suddenly slowed down.

The trembling hands still showed the strength he had expended just now, Fu Chen put his hands behind his back and rubbed them back and forth a few times.

Liao Hui walked over and said, "Come here first for today's practice, and change to a new sword style tomorrow. It's hot in the afternoon, so hurry up and drink some water to replenish your energy, and come back after the camp training in the evening."

"...Okay." Fu Chen replied, his voice still astringent.

Fu Chen gently put away the sword and unshackled it, his slow movements seemed completely different from the sharp swordsmanship he carried with the weight just now.

Liao Hui saw him hunched over, holding cast iron shackles and preparing to put him in the camp, and greeted him in a nonchalant voice: "General, please leave first."

Liao Hui nodded, and went back to the camp from the other side.

As soon as Fu Chen entered the miscellaneous tent, before he put down the iron ball in his hand, he was exhausted and fell to the ground, not even seeing that there was another person in the tent at this moment.

Jia Yun came to the tent to choose a spare saddle to deal with temporarily, but suddenly heard the sound of a person falling to the ground from behind, turned around in surprise, and walked over to help the soldier on the ground.

"Fu Chen?" Jia Yun helped him up and recognized him as someone he met a few days ago, "You are..."

When brushing against him and looking at him, Jia Yun subconsciously thought that he had fainted on the ground just now, but after helping him up, he found that the young man's eyes were clear and cold, which made him froze for a moment.

Fu Chen immediately turned his eyes away, and secretly broke free from his hand, lowered his head and explained: "Admiral, Biaoxia tripped at the door because of a sudden cramp in his leg after training."

"I know you have always focused on practicing martial arts, but you must also pay attention to your physical condition. The sun is so strong this afternoon, don't go out of the fire just to practice heatstroke, it's not good." Jia Yun said in a deep voice.

Fu Chen nodded and didn't say any more.His fingertips dug into the seam of his clothes, waiting for him to quickly end the conversation.

"Have you had lunch yet?" Jia Yun asked calmly, patting the dust on the saddles beside him.

"Not yet." Fu Chen replied.

Jia Yun turned his head and said: "Hurry up and go now, these soldiers and ruffians in the army are all robbing for food, if you go late, they will be gone."

Upon hearing this, Fu Chen immediately nodded in response, lifted the curtain and left.

Jia Yun glanced back at his hurriedly leaving figure, then turned back to the tent to pick out the spare old saddles.

Fu Chen's stomach was empty, and the sun at noon today was poisonous, and the water in his body evaporated severely.It was rare that he was not like usual, and he really felt some hunger.So I hurried back to the camp where I drank a bowl of water and then rushed to the cooking camp.

As soon as he turned a corner of the tent, he suddenly saw a muscular man lying in front of him.

Fu Chen only thought that he was blocking his way, and turned around to go around, but he took another step diagonally and was standing in front of him.

I don't know how many times this kind of provocative behavior has been encountered, he sneered in his heart, it seems that even God is preventing him from having a peaceful meal.

Fu Chen slowly raised his head and looked at the man blocking the way in front of him. In terms of height, there was not much difference when he straightened up, but this man's muscles were burly and generous. , it looks like it has great strength.It is not inferior to Liao Hui's strength, but he can obviously feel the younger explosive power.

The young man cowardly said, "Excuse me...what's the matter?"

Wei Xu also sized him up for a week when he looked over, seeing his lack of strength at this moment, he felt even more disdainful, and said: "I heard that you are usually supervised by Lieutenant General Liao alone, so I want to take a look. Are you really capable...or is he deliberately covering up your incompetence?"

A few soldiers had begun to gather around, and Jiang Zhong took the lead to look at Fu Chen, with mocking and entertaining expressions in his eyes.

Fu Chen felt that the visitor was not kind, and he didn't want to argue with him, so he turned to him and the people around him, and voluntarily backed down, saying: "It's just that my internal strength is insufficient, and my martial arts are much worse than your brothers, so I asked General Liao for some advice. .”

Fu Chen intentionally avoided Jia Yun's intention to promote him earlier, but these words did not make Wei Xu give up the idea of ​​competing with him, but instead aroused a stronger desire to win, he continued: "In this case, we also It's just a matter of time to go to a competition to see if your usual practice is effective. If you can't beat me, it seems that Lieutenant General Liao is just wasting time with you these days. Do what you should do, don't occupy yourself all day With the spare seat, how many battles are made in private..."

Fu Chen knew that there was no way to avoid this competition, so he didn't dodge it anymore, he could only let him push and push to the competition field.

The wrist covered in the sleeve moved twice, and the stinging pain of taking off the iron shackles still remained.

What reminds him all the time is that whether he advances or retreats, whether he deliberately conceals or reveals, no matter in the temple or in the barracks, there are miscellaneous things everywhere. Compared with those who secretly set up hidden arrows, he is grateful to those who can speak out.

The young man straightened his back and quickened his pace, calmly dodging the person behind him restraining him.

Seeing that he was so active, Wei Xu must have had a plan in mind, and he also became interested in a confrontation between the two, ignoring his stiff and unusual walking posture.

Fu Chen took the first step to the martial arts training platform, and looked back at the crowd behind him. Almost all those who came to watch were newly selected light cavalry. Some had met each other on the training ground, but they didn't know their names.Including the one in front of him who came to declare war was also a personal soldier he had seen in the cavalry battalion before.

He clenched his fist secretly, the muscle soreness from the training just now hadn't subsided, and he settled down. He knew that once this competition started, he couldn't lose, and he couldn't lose at this time and on this occasion.

Losing is trouble, winning is opportunity.

Wei Xu looked at the young man in front of him again on the stage. A few strands of hair were hanging down his forehead, his eyebrows were drooping, and his cheeks were even paler from the washing of sweat.The maroon robe on the chest and abdomen was tightly attached to the body at this moment, revealing a thin and bony body line, obviously the sweat from the training just now hadn't dried completely, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a malnourished and vain energy.

The blazing sun radiated from the sky, and it was expected that the soldiers watching the battle below felt hot, and they wiped the beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads back and forth.

Wei Xu frowned slightly, feeling that the decision just now was a bit hasty, and he should try again when he is in good condition. Even if he wins the skinny chicken in front of him at this moment, it seems that he is invincible.

The soldiers watching below began to make noise, anxiously waiting for them to make a quick move.

Now that you are on the field, let's talk about winning first.Wei Xu got rid of the hesitation in his heart, so he didn't say hello in advance, and raised his knife to strike forward.

Unexpectedly, the young man, who was still hanging his head just now, dodged swiftly and dodged his powerful move, the speed was surprisingly fast.

Wei Xu was stunned for a moment, and the soldiers on the sidelines couldn't understand it, but the move just now was out of surprise and he attacked sideways, even if he had awakened consciousness, he might not be able to dodge it.

It seems that this young man is not as weak as he imagined, he gritted his teeth and turned his moves.

Fu Chen held his sword horizontally in front of him, and his right hand holding the handle could obviously feel the fatigue after training, but the men on the other side were menacing, and he couldn't allow him to be careless at all.

The young man's heart became ruthless, his palm turned secretly, he slid up from the hilt of the sword, and gripped it hard towards the blade, the tingling sensation sent to the nerves immediately counteracted the exhaustion of the muscles.

The two fought more than a dozen moves, and both sides were familiar with each other's routines.

Wei Xu had seen him fight Liao Hui before, and when he watched the battle off stage, he knew that he won with lightness, agility, and strength, but when he went to the stage to discuss the battle, he knew that his swordsmanship was so fast that it was hard to find a flaw.

Or is his practice during this period of time remarkable?

Wei Xu was thinking about how to crack it.He wins in strength, but if he can't find a breakthrough in the competition, then his empty brute force will have nowhere to work, and he can only rely on endurance to wear it down in the end. Even if he wins, it is quite a victory Not martial arts means that the martial arts he competed with him was not a comparison of patience.

Fu Chen kept moving his hands, and the moves he gestured were exactly the sword techniques he had been practicing repeatedly for the past two days.The palms of his hands were sweating slightly due to the hot weather. He kept adjusting the position of the hilt in his hand, and just now he grasped the blade and saw blood. Turning the wrist, the handle was adjusted to the position of the sword handle again.

The number of people below the martial arts arena gradually increased. At this time, everyone had just finished lunch and was about to return to the camp to rest. Some of them had already taken a lunch break in the camp. In the martial arts competition with Wei Xu, who is known as the most powerful in the whole battalion in the cavalry battalion, everyone came to watch curiously.Soldiers from other battalions also came to watch when they had free time. The incident of Liao Hui being punished with a rod was widely circulated in the army, and everyone wanted to see what the person involved was like.

Today Zong Zhengxi discussed with several lieutenants about the rectification of the formation layout. Because Liao Hui came late, the discussion time was extended and lunch time was delayed, so he decided to share the food in the camp.They were about to go back to the camp to rest for a while, when they heard a commotion on the side of the martial arts arena, and soldiers were rushing towards them. Lin Ping had good eyesight, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in surprise: "Liao Hui, this is not your camp. Is that Fu Chen with the Qingqi? It’s been a while, are you still fighting with others?”

Liao Hui paused as he was about to dodge, turned his head to look at the field, but also didn't understand, so he took a few steps forward, stopped a soldier who wanted to go that way, and asked about it, and learned the cause and effect.

He immediately scolded: "...No, Fu Chen has just strengthened his training, and if he is caught in a martial arts competition at this time, isn't this taking advantage of others? Wei Xu is a barbarian! You are here to make trouble while I am away!"

The other general, Xu Enguang, said: "Then you should go and stop it. If something happened that just hurt the friendship between the brothers, there is no need to compete at this time."

"That's right, it's very hot today, and you can sweat just by standing," Lin Ping reminded, narrowing his eyes, "It's really easy for these two people to compete at this time, and something will happen."

Only then did Liao Hui let go of his grudge against Chen, thinking that he had picked up a good seed, how could he allow the soldiers in his own battalion to fight among themselves and make other battalion soldiers watch the fun, so he stepped forward to stop him.

"Hold on."

King Yu's voice came from behind.

Liao Hui's body froze, perhaps he was sensitive enough to the man's voice, and his thoughts turned back and forth for a short moment. When he contacted Wang Yufang when he returned to the camp, he severely punished the civil strife of the camp soldiers for usurping military merits. , wanting to explain the pleading: "Your Highness..."

"Let him fight." Zongzheng Xi remained expressionless.

Liao Hui continued to hesitate and said: "But... Your Highness, that Fu Chen... He just finished training at noon. If he is allowed to compete with Wei Xu at this time, I'm afraid it will damage his own physical condition and delay the next training task."

Zong Zhengxi didn't take it seriously, and said: "It was his talent that was valued in the previous promotion. If he has the ability, he can certainly convince the crowd. If he doesn't have the ability, he is not the only Qingqi. Naturally, those who are capable are willing to work."

"I am a bloody man in the red armor. I win with martial arts. Lieutenant General Liao, don't break the rules."

Liao Hui hesitated and was surprised in his heart. He thought that King Yu and Jia Yun deliberately favored Fu Chen's attention before, but now it seems that King Yu still treats all soldiers equally and harshly as before.

"Your Highness said so," he said.

Hearing this, Zong Zhengxi shifted his gaze from the field to Liao Hui, glanced at him a few times, and then said coldly, "Your attitude towards him has changed a lot."

King Yu was speaking the thoughts of the generals next to him. Everyone in the barracks knew what happened before, and at this time, his eyes followed the words and focused on Liao Hui.

Liao Hui was also secretly surprised at his obstruction. If he met a soldier with a tough temper like Wei Xu, he would have thousands of tiring ways to subdue him, but he met Fu Chen with a cotton personality and even Some people who are submissive, he really has nothing to do, it seems that he has bullied him no matter what.

He replied embarrassingly: "Since he is willing to obey orders and can endure hardships, there is no reason for the general to be hard on him..."

Another soldier next to him smiled and said: "Liao Hui has a cold face and a warm heart. He is a well-known calf guard in the camp. He didn't catch up last time. This time I want to see how capable that little soldier is."

Several people's eyes locked on the two figures of the contest again in unison.

Fu Chen tried his best to deal with it. Although he didn't gain any advantage during the nearly fifteen minutes, he never lost the advantage.

There was a lot of cheers off the field, and Jiang Zhong took the lead in shouting: "Brother Xu! Beat him down!"

On weekdays, some of the light cavalry had some complaints about Fu Chen's origin and behavior, but now that they were among the crowd, they let go of their concerns.Although he didn't know how deep Fu Chen was, Wei Xu's prestige in the camp was not low, if he defeated him with one move, it would be a relief for him.

"...That Wei Xu on the field," Zong Zhengxi squinted his eyes, "the last time the soldiers in the battalion tampered with military merits, he should have had a part."

The words are firm, obviously not asking.

Liao Hui was shocked, he was more than just one of them, Wei Xu was the first name on the list of involved persons registered that day, that is, the number of military merits of him and several other soldiers was increased and changed, and then the two sides caused trouble until It is not yet clear who caused the disturbance.

He thought that all the soldiers involved in this matter were punished according to the military regulations and it was settled, but he didn't expect it to be mentioned again now. After the man returned to the camp, his mind was much more unpredictable than before, and he couldn't predict his attitude for a while.

"...Yes," he said again, "Your Highness, Wei Xu has been under the general's tent for many years. Although he occasionally acted rashly, he also attacked the enemy together for a long time. We must be able to grasp the proportion here."

Zongzheng Xiwei language.

The young man on the field focused on holding the sword, and did not feel the interference from the outside shouts at all, and the cheering sounds one after another turned into a confused chaos in his ears.

His eyes were wet with sweat, and Wei Xu, who was trying to break the situation in front of him, gradually turned into a vague shadow in his eyes, and now he only had one thought:

Use defense as offense, consume the opponent's patience first, and seize the opportunity to defeat the opponent when he is panicking.

Liao Hui was watching the battle below, sweating secretly in his heart.

Wei Xu had always prided himself on his brute strength in the cavalry battalion and was obsessed with practicing martial arts. Although Fu Chen had a chance of winning in speed, he was not at his best today.

"Ding--"

The sound of the sword sounded again, Fu Chen deliberately slowed down, and used the blade of his sword to block the blade that was coming straight at him.Wei Xu also seized this opportunity, put all his strength on the handle of the knife, and Fu Chen put his hands on it, feeling Wei Xu's tremendous strength. He knew that he couldn't use absolute strength to fight head-to-head, so he gritted his teeth and took a risk:

The young man flipped his wrist lightly, deliberately revealing a gap, and at the moment when the blade and the blade were staggered, Wei Xu slashed straight at Fu Chen's forehead with the long knife in his hand.

Just at this moment, before everyone reacted, the young man drew his sword out at such a speed that he flipped behind Wei Xu, and the sword landed on Wei Xu's shoulder in an instant. The pulse in the neck is less than an inch away.

"Boom-"

There was another crisp sound, and Wei Xu's knife fell to the ground suddenly, and everyone could only hear a low voice:

"I lost."

The audience in the audience was silent, they didn't even pay close attention to the scene just now, as if in an instant, the positions of the two were switched, it was inhumanly fast.

Fu Chen slowly drew the sword away and used it to support the ground.

"Cough...cough cough."

The exhausted young man hunched his back, closed his eyes half-closed, rested for a moment, and gripped the hilt of his sword vigorously, the tingling pain in his palm brought him back to the present moment.

He braced his upper body and said to the audience below:

"Fu Zijie...has no intention of competing with the brothers. If you intend to challenge or want to compete because you are dissatisfied with me, I have no reason not to agree. After entering the camp, because of his lack of martial arts skills, fortunately, the general took care of him and supervised him. Zijie is so grateful, he dare not ask for anything else, he just hopes to fight shoulder to shoulder with everyone, and strengthen the red armored army together."

The soldiers below remained silent, and Wei Xu's face blushed with his back to Fu Chen, not only because of his phrase "not good at martial arts", but also because of his initial recklessness and impulsiveness.

"Beautiful! Zi Jie! Well done!" A shout broke the silence in the arena. It was Tang Lan who appeared out of nowhere, and was applauding in the crowd at the moment. He was the only one among the group of silent and awkward people smiling. brilliant.

Fu Chen gave Tang Lan a weary smile in the crowd, and scattered applause began to erupt from the audience.

"Cough-cough-"

Liao Hui cleared his throat, and all the soldiers turned their heads one after another. Seeing that King Yu and several lieutenants were behind them, they watched for a long time. They felt cold and dared not say anything.

Zong Zhengxi was the leader among them, logically he should be the first to speak at this time.Liao Hui turned around to ask for instructions, but saw that King Yu turned his wheelchair around without looking at anyone, and left in the opposite direction of the crowd.

All the soldiers didn't understand what this meant, Liao Hui had no choice but to bite the bullet and take a few steps forward, and said to everyone: "Because Fu Chen is very talented in swordsmanship and martial arts, this general gave him extra training, lightly The cavalry is a new battalion with a new training system. You are allowed to adjust it more, but don’t forget that all the soldiers in the entire camp in the eastern suburbs are brothers. If you are dissatisfied, it is better to improve your martial arts instead of Always want to fight for strength and win! Especially those soldiers under my battalion, listen to me..."

Jiang Zhong, who was the most enthusiastic at the beginning, was also at a loss at the back at this time. On the contrary, Wei Xu, who was still stiff on the stage after putting down the knife, came back to his senses at this moment, with a blank expression on his face, and said loudly: "What the general said Yes, not next time!"

Liao Hui gave him a dark look, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had put all his strength behind the competition. If Fu Chen hadn't managed to defuse it skillfully, he would have rushed to stop him.

However, no matter who wins in the end, it will be his face that will be lost in this commotion. Liao Hui sent everyone away with a rough voice.

Tang Lan slipped onto the stage when Liao Hui hadn't spoken, relying on Liao Hui not being his direct system general, even though there were many conflicts before, at this time he disregarded the rules, sat down with Fu Chen, and handed the water bag to him. he drinks.

The people in the arena gradually emptied, and Wei Xu on the stage glanced at Fu Chen's palm dripping with blood, and said in a low voice, "I offended you just now, since we are brothers in the same camp from now on, there will be no more This cannibalism."

Fu Chen still lowered his head a little, and said with a cowardly smile: "It's okay, but it's just a competition of martial arts, and I didn't make any mistakes, so it's not serious."

Seeing that he was friendly and polite, Wei Xu felt even more guilty, but Tang Lan raised his eyebrows and shouted from the side: "The sun is shining at noon, you really picked a good time!"

Although Wei Xu was wronged, he rarely heard soldiers from the same army dare to speak so bluntly. He immediately glared at him, "Who are you? Is it your turn to speak?"

Tang Lan asked rhetorically, "Who are you? Bullying soldiers in the same battalion in broad daylight, dare to do such an unscrupulous thing, dare to report your name?"

"Okay." Fu Chen gently tugged on his lapel sleeves, the two of them have hot tempers, and if there is a quarrel over this matter, it won't be easy to end.

Tang Lan stopped in time, and Wei Xu endured his anger and turned his gaze to Fu Chen.

Fu Chen's forehead, which had been wiped by the lapel sleeves, was still shiny under the sun. Wei Xu hesitated and said, "You... I saw you near the cooking camp just now... Have you had lunch yet?"

"What!" Before Fu Chen could answer, Tang Lan called out firmly, "Zijie, you don't want lunch?"

Fu Chen nodded hesitantly, and didn't want to say more, he just said: "Today's training is late, and I don't have much appetite..."

"How can this work?" Tang Lan said, "Let's go! I still have some steamed stuffed buns over there, let's make some cushions first. The cooking camp has already been cleaned up by now... There is still a training session in the afternoon, so what if you don't eat? good……"

Fu Chen nodded slightly towards Wei Xu, and followed Tang Lan away.

Wei Xu kept avoiding his gaze, and only raised his head to look at his receding back after Fu Chen left, feeling a little sluggish.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion, obviously he was defeated, but he still had these feelings of self-blame for intentionally bullying him.At the beginning of the year, when he was framed by someone for gathering a crowd to make trouble, he was the leader who led the fight, and he never felt a little timid, but now he hesitates because of a "good-for-nothing" with little internal strength.

The more I think about it, the more I feel depressed and regretful, and there is nowhere to attack.

Jiang Zhong walked slowly down the stage, watching Fu Chen and the others leave, then jumped onto the stage, put Wei Xu on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Brother Xu, let's go, let's go back too. That kid is lucky today, next time we Beat him down!"

Impatient, Wei Xu pushed Jiang Zhong violently, and the depression in his heart turned into a verbal sneer: "He is very powerful, keep your mouth clean in the future. You can't beat him."

Looking at the figure of Wei Xu walking away, Jiang Zhong snorted coldly.