Jiang Zhenfeng always smiles, but his eyes are full of joy.
Since Jiang Huan was a kid, he didn't want his youngest son to practice martial arts. It's better to be a fool than to be put on top of others and lose his life.
After a battle, he was used to blood sea and corpse mountain. Naturally, he hoped that his son would not go that way again. It would be better if he was light.
But to be honest, in the heart of this bloody general, how can he not hope that his children will have success?!
The contradictory psychology torments him to see his three sons grow up day by day.
He also sent the black haired River away with his own hands. When Jiang Huan stood in front of him again, his perseverance completely dispelled Jiang Zhenfeng's inner contradictions.
Let Jiang Huan choose his own way. No matter what the result is, as long as he doesn't regret it, everything will be OK.
With a smile, it seems that from today on, my little son has made a decision.
Although I don't know whether it's a good or a bad decision, whether it's true, as he has been worried about, and whether it's the same with Xiao Jing's thoughts and practices, Jiang Zhenfeng doesn't care.
At this time, Ouyang Fei suddenly came to a sentence.
"Marshal Jiang, your son is a little interesting. It seems that you haven't hidden a lot of money for so many years, but you don't have any pity on her."
"No matter how Yunjing says it, she is also a girl's family. How can she play so hard?"
Hearing this, Jiang Zhenfeng's smile was fleeting, and he looked back at him coldly.
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after all, according to this relationship, Ouyang is not only the elder martial brother of Fengtong, but also the elder martial uncle of fengyunjing. He is qualified to speak for them.
Then Zhenfeng is not a human being.
Feng Tong can't help but smile and say that it's fake not to love his daughter, but he also knows what kind of character his daughter is.
To say it's nice is to be jealous of evil, but to say it's hard is to be stupid.
Now it's good to learn a lesson, and we will do something extraordinary in the future.
I also hope that this time, my daughter Feng Yunjing can become more restrained.
After all, he urgently needs Jiang Huan's trust now, otherwise all his efforts will be in vain.
Jiang Zhenfeng glanced at Ouyang Fei, who was smiling, and said coldly.
"Lord Ouyang, this is the third academy competition. It's for the sake of making our young people really understand the cruelty of the world of martial arts, so that they can make progress in the future martial arts."
"When they set foot on the challenge arena, they need to know that the battle of the martial artists is a battle between life and death, without any slack. What? If you want to get care and love, why don't you give up martial arts and live in the baby clothes of your parents? "
With a little smile, Jiang Zhenfeng continued, "besides, in order to respect the opponent with all my strength, although I haven't seen this child for many years, Yun Jing always claims to be a person in the Jianghu. Naturally, he has the character of a person in the Jianghu."
"Beat her! Naturally, she is not afraid, so old can have such strength, the future is unlimited! But if you deliberately give in, it's the biggest irony to her as a warrior! It must be something that the girl can't accept. "
Glancing at Ouyang Fei, Jiang Zhenfeng asked, "Ouyang adults don't even understand this truth, do you?"