Train to Another World

Although life in the market is more comfortable, Po Jun, who grew up in the army, has basically engraved military orders into her DNA, so she only comes to see Li Zhuoguang and the others after practicing during the day every day. At night, he still went back to sleep in the barracks.

This actually made General Sun overjoyed. First, even if the Po Army became developed, he did not forget about the Ever Victorious Army. Second, Po Jun stayed alone in the military camp, and he had the opportunity to find out the details of those people. After all, Po Jun was not deeply involved in the world, so even if she saw many things, she could only see very superficial things.

On this day, General Sun found an excuse to drag Po Jun to the school grounds, saying that he wanted to check whether she had fallen behind in martial arts. General Sun had already seen that Po Jun's long knife was extremely sharp, so the two of them used the standard long knife in the military camp.

With just the first move, General Sun's hand was numb, and the long knife he was holding was almost knocked out. He was taken aback and put away his disdain. The sect that Po Jun joined was really impressive, and it took only a few days for her to make such progress.

But after a few more moves, General Sun was disappointed. The Pojun seemed to have gained some strength, and his sword moves were still ordinary. General Sun easily suppressed Po Jun by relying solely on his experience and skills.

Po Jun's sword strikes were faster than the last, and each strike was heavier than the last. The sword strikes were continuous, but the strikes became more and more restrained, and the person gradually became anxious. Finally, she shouted: "General, be careful!"

Then he saw her using the long knife as a hidden weapon and throwing it directly at General Sun. Because he was attacking with all his strength, General Sun did not dare to make a big move and quickly stepped aside.

After Po Jun threw the long knife, his hands began to form seals. After all, General Sun was born as a general and was well-informed. Even though Buddhists are common in Western countries, they are rarely seen in Dashun. But General Sun still recognized that Po Jun's hands looked like Buddhist fingerprints.

After completing several seals quickly, Po Jun took a deep breath and spit out a big fireball. This shocked General Sun: "The fire-walking technique? No, the Taoist fire-walking technique is not performed with the mouth. It may be the secret technique of that sect."

General Sun, who took a few steps back, found that Po Jun could only spit out flames on the spot, so he stopped and shook his head secretly. If this spell could be cast directly, it would be of great use if it were suddenly used during the battle with the enemy.

But the preparation of this spell is too obvious, and it can only spit on the spot, so its usefulness is... Thinking like this, General Sun suddenly saw the fireball spit by Po Jun flying over quickly, and he was so frightened that he turned over. Avoided the path of the fireball.

If it were an ordinary powerful fireball technique, it would indeed be useless as General Sun thought when it didn't have much chakra. However, Pojun's powerful fireball technique was learned from Uchiha Sasuke's handwriting.

It records the advanced usage of the fireball technique, which can be launched after the fireball is formed.

General Sun, who had avoided the fireball, looked around and found no sign of Po Jun. Suddenly, he felt someone grabbed his ankles and pulled him into the ground.

General Sun sank into the ground from his waist down, looking helplessly at the proud Po Jun in front of him: "Pull me out yet!"

General Sun's prestige was still there, and Po Jun shrank when he yelled at him, feeling that he had been too proud just now. He stepped forward, took General Sun's arm, and pulled him out.

Walking to the edge of the school field, he picked up two water bags and threw one to Po Jun: "The two spells just now are quite interesting. What are their names?"

Po Jun took a sip and wiped his mouth: "This is called ninjutsu. Uncle William taught me it. Just now I used the art of fireball and the art of beheading in the heart. I have only learned it for a short time and I can't use it well. If it were Li Li If the big brother comes to use the fireball technique, he will probably be able to burn the Black Abyss in one go."

General Sun originally wanted to refute, but he remembered the rift outside the pass and stopped talking. He changed the subject and asked, "What is the name of your sect? If it's not convenient to say it, you don't have to say it."

"In the words of the sect, it is named after the 'Dragon God'."

"Does everyone in the sect teach this kind of ninjutsu?"

"No, everyone knows a lot about Taoism, magic, martial arts, ninjutsu... Except for Uncle William, who only knows ninjutsu, everyone else knows a few."

"Besides these methods, what else does your sect teach you?"

Po Jun recalled the experience of the three missions: "Following Brother Li and the others, everything you want to learn is voluntary, no one forces you. Many times, I take the initiative to learn because I feel that I can't keep up with them."

Po Jun's answer was beyond General Sun's expectation. How could there be such a sect in this world? Take the sects in Dashun as an example. Even the most relaxed Taoist sects cannot escape from the daily morning classes of chanting sutras, strengthening their energy, evening classes to enter concentration, and meditating to practice their qi.

General Sun secretly thought that something was wrong. Could this be a test? He quickly asked: "Have they made any requests to you or told you anything inadvertently?"

Po Jun frowned and thought for a long time, then tapped his palm and said, "Ah, I remembered it. Brother Li seems to have said something similar to me!"

"What is it?"

Po Jun tried hard to remember: "Dang...dang..."

General Sun did not disturb her and just let her think quietly.

Suddenly, Po Jun slapped his forehead and said in surprise: "I remember! Brother Li asked me to be a powerful minister and sleep with the emperor!"

General Sun slapped him on the forehead. He was not surprised when Li Zhuoguang and the others found out Po Jun's gender. But he knew that this kind of sect that accepted all races was definitely not a serious sect. There is no conflict between being strong and being dishonest.

General Sun opened his mouth several times, but he didn't say anything. Because he didn't know whether this was really a task or test given to Po Jun by the sect, or a casual joke from Senior Li.

But General Sun suddenly thought about it carefully and suddenly discovered that His Majesty seems to have only one son, who has been established as the prince. Looking back again, the prince seems to be four or five years older than Po Jun, and it seems that he is not. No.

After looking up and down Po Jun's black body and ordinary face, General Sun organized his words: "Your Majesty is several decades older than you, so he has nothing to sleep with... I'm worried about you, if your sect really allows you to be like this Yes, you can consider Prince Edward.

With Senior Li supporting you, becoming a Crown Princess is not a high achievement, but some things are about your own will. No matter whether it succeeds or not, you are not allowed to use force. "

Po Jun rubbed his little head: "You have always said that I am a man, and you asked me to marry my mother-in-law when I grow up. I have always regarded myself as a man. Now I suddenly realize that I am a woman. I was so confused that I could marry a man, and I didn’t even think about getting married.”

General Sun also scratched his head. He was good at leading troops in battles, but psychology was indeed a blind spot in their knowledge. At that time, she was afraid that Pojun was young and would spill the beans, so he kept lying to her that he was a boy.

But they never thought about what Po Jun's self-perception would be like when he grew up. Seeing the confused Po Jun at this time, he could only reply: "How about I take you to the Prime Minister's Mansion sometime."

"What is that place?"

"Uh... it should be a brothel where girls go, right?"

"Okay, okay!"