Chapter 969

Jian Feng's words made Zhang Yiran pick his eyebrows, a little unhappy.

After all, he was just 19 years old, vigorous and eager to live in the army. Naturally, he was also a thorn in the head.

"What's not enough? I not only inherit our Zhang family's magic calculation skills, but also practice martial arts to strengthen my body. Generally, three or five people are not my opponents at all. Why am I not qualified? " Zhang Yiran hummed coldly.

Magic calculation has its advantages, but it also has its disadvantages.

The advantage is that you can know everything by calculating all the secrets of heaven; The disadvantage is that people who practice mental arithmetic must be physically weak and unable to practice martial arts. They can only exercise their physique and strengthen their body.

However, Zhang Yiran is a different number. Born in such a family, paying attention to Confucian education, not only has it not been assimilated, but also yearns for the army's hard-blooded life.

"What? Not convinced? " Jian Feng sneers and stares at Zhang Yiran. He likes to fight such a young man.

"Naturally not!" Zhang Yiran stood up, clenched his fist and said: "I started to run every day when I was ten years old, and started to fight when I was twelve years old. Ordinary professional players are not my opponents at all! Although I can't practice, I insist on practicing martial arts and learning all kinds of boxing. Some secular boxers are not my opponents at all! How can I not be qualified to join the army? "

Jian Feng also came out and stuck close to Zhang Yiran. He looked down at Zhang Yiran's eyes and said in a cold voice, "what I'm saying is that you are not qualified to enter Longya. If you just want to be an ordinary soldier who has been training for two years and serving in the army, I don't think I said that!"

"I'm going to enter Longya!" Zhang Yiran said angrily, "if I want to do it, I will do the best one!"

Two people are on the bar.

Yang Chen looked happily, but he didn't stop them.

Zhang Yuan arched his hand and said, "brother Yang, I'll give you my only son! As you know, our successor is frail and wants to change in Yiran. "

Yang Chen waved his hand and looked at Zhang Yiran with a smile. Naturally, he agreed.

"If you want to enter Longya, you have to have my consent. You are not a fart without my consent! Don't think you're from the Zhang family, I'll look up at you! " The blade of the sword said coldly.

"Who wants you to look up, today I will compete with you, and you still look down on me!"

"Oh Jian Feng grinned, "want to practice with me?"

"Practice, practice!" Zhang Yiran gasps for anger and stares at the edge of the sword.

The sword edge laughs and looks at Yang Chen as if he had succeeded in a treacherous scheme.

Yang Chen wry smile a, know this chapter a but fear is to suffer, but he didn't stop, nodded to agree to come down.

When new recruits join the army, they all have to suppress their spirit. What's more, Zhang Yiran, who lives in a big family with clothes and food, is just like a gifted man. He has more spirit and naturally needs to suppress it.

A soldier, like a weapon, must have the spirit. However, it is a good soldier to be introverted and to break out in wartime. To suppress his spirit is to train and forbid him. If a soldier who does not obey orders is trained, it is no different from a bandit. Maybe it will become a disaster in the future.

Therefore, appropriate suppression is particularly important.

"Go! Go to the square outside, you can't save it! " Jian Feng said with a smile.

"Go, go!" Zhang Yiran threw away the paper fan and his elegant appearance. He tore off the long shirt outside, revealed the tight training clothes inside, and followed the sword.

Outside, Jian Feng saw Zhang Yiran's well-defined muscles. He was stunned and said with a smile: "boy, you have a good figure!"

"That's nature!" Zhang Yiran snorted coldly.

He does exercise every day.

"Hey, hey!" Jian Feng pinches his hand. He is excited. He likes to abuse food. The stronger the food is, the better it is.

Yang Chen came out and said to the two people, "it's just a duel. Don't put too much emphasis on it."

"I understand!" The Jian Feng laughed, licked his tongue and said, "this boy is hippy and soft. I will pay attention to him. I don't have to beat him. Those little girls who are chasing him are fighting hard with me!"

Zhang Yiran blushed and said: "I don't need you to let me see how strong Longya is!"

There was a cold summer hanging from the corner of the sword's mouth, and he hooked up with Zhang Yiran, a look of provocation.

"Hum!" Zhang Yiran hummed coldly, stepped on his feet, and rushed to the front of the sword.

As soon as I started, it was a burst of Yongchun. The speed of the attack was so fast that the sword was unprepared and retreated.

As soon as the two men fought, the edge of the sword suffered a dark loss.

How can you train others after being beaten like this by a younger generation? How can we make it!

Immediately, the cold light in Jian Feng's eyes flashed and hummed. He grabbed a neutral gear and grabbed Zhang Yiran's wrist directly, a backhand capture!

However, to Jianfeng's surprise, Zhang Yiran also practiced jujitsu. As soon as he turned, his legs were locked on Jianfeng's neck.

The sword edge can't help but feel surprised. It's urgent for someone to lock his neck. It's absolutely impossible!

At that moment, the sword edge quickly made an effort to kick Zhang Yiran out.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yiran, like a wild cat, was just thrown out. When he stepped on his feet, the whole man came up again towards the edge of the sword.

Looking at the two men's fight, Yang Chen can't help leaning up slightly.

It seems that this time Jianfeng is going to be beaten to death by the newcomer.

Yang Chen looked at Zhang Yuan with a smile and said, "are you still weak?"

Zhang Yuan said with a bitter smile, "this is the reason why he made several times more efforts than ordinary people. You know, the situation of our family."

Yang Chen nodded slightly.

At the beginning, he had heard that the people of Zhang family were weak, sick and unable to work. At the beginning, Xiao Zhang Yiran was also a thin baby, white and tender, like a girl.

At the beginning, Xiao Zhang Yiran clamored to be a soldier. At that time, Yang Chen didn't care. Unexpectedly, after so many years, Zhang Yiran always remembered and insisted on exercising.

All of a sudden.

"Boy! You lost The sword edge presses Zhang Yiran on the ground, and the backhand controls Zhang Yiran's arm.

Zhang Yiran angrily hammered the ground and said: "I lost! I'd like to admit defeat

Jian Feng released Zhang Yiran, grinned, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "I didn't bet with you again. I'm so cruel!"

Isn't it? The corner of Jianfeng's mouth and his right eye are red and swollen. It's obvious that he was beaten a lot.

Looking at Zhang Yiran again, I didn't see any injuries all over.

That's the difference.

If you really fight, Jian Feng can kill Zhang Yiran immediately. It won't give Zhang Yiran such a chance.

However, Zhang Yiran didn't follow the rules. He made the sword's forehead sweat and suffered a lot.