"How do you remember to be a soldier?" It seems that Zhong Mingwei is also curious about this point. Turning over the pamphlet handed by pangyi, he reads the recorded materials with his head down. "He has no father or mother, and is fond of learning since he was a child. He is good at reading four books and five classics. He is good at painting and music." reading, Zhong Mingwei can't help but hook his lips and smile, while looking at the young man he Chengzhi. "You may have gone the wrong way, Ben Wang It's the conscription here, not the champion
Then he Chengzhi knelt on the ground, and his bright eyes looked at Zhong Mingwei. He did not wait for a trace of cowardice: "does the Lord think there is no man of both culture and martial arts in this world?"
"Oh? So you're going to open an eye to Ben Wang today? " Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, he likes the young man he Chengzhi very much. He can be selected by pangyi. He is a man of excellent kung fu, but he is not a martial arts man. It's very rare that he is a scholar with lofty character.
"Since you can see it, your subordinates are naturally willing to make a fool of themselves." Then he Chengzhi is not humble.
"Ye, brother he's good at swordsmanship," Pang Yi bent down and whispered in Zhong Mingwei's ear. "He is a rare master."
Zhong Mingwei naturally wants to see pangyi's praises, but the room is a little cramped. He turns around and asks them to go out for a competition. Then he goes to the door, opens the curtain, and says to he Chengzhi: "you have a fight with pangyi, and you can block one hundred moves. My king not only chooses you to enter the government, but also gives you double monthly salary 。”
"That subordinate is not polite," he Chengzhi got up from the ground, smiled at pangyi and said with a fist, "Pang bodyguard, please!"
"Brother he, please!" Pang Yi also hugged him, and they stepped out of the main hall one by one.
"I really want to fight!" Meiya is also busy getting up. At the same time, she takes a cloak and puts it on Zhong Mingwei, and at the same time, she and Zhong Mingwei are standing in the cloister at the door, watching a group of people in the courtyard retreat, leaving a large space for pangyi and he Chengzhi. This is Meiya's first time to see people fight and fight. She is very excited. She comes to Zhong Mingwei's side, and then whispers, "I look at that Although Zhi is thin, he has a great momentum. Mingwei, do you think pangyi can resist it? "
"If Pang Yi knew you said that, he would spit out blood in anger," said Zhong Mingwei with a smile, looking at the two people standing in front of the hospital, and then said, "but it's not like he Chengzhi is putting on airs. His kung fu should be good."
Today, he Chengzhi, these people come to see Zhong Mingwei and Meiya. It's impossible to bring swords with them. So pangyi breaks down two red plums and hands one of them to he Chengzhi. He says with a smile, "brother he, let's be elegant today!"
"What Pang said." He Chengzhi takes the red plum branch and holds it in his hand. He stares at the red plum in full bloom on the branch. His eyes should be red plum in color. Somehow people seem to be crazy. Before pangyi can return to his original place, he has stamped his feet on the ground. One of them rises and pours at pangyi.
Pang Yi quickly turns back and dodges the plum stick thrust in front of him. As soon as he lowers his head, he turns around and comes behind he Chengzhi. He is going to grab the collar of he Chengzhi. He Chengzhi's foot has been kicked in his hand. Then he turns over in the air with his strength. The plum stick on his hand spins and pokes pangyi. Pangyi lifts his foot and kicks him On his shoulder, he Chengzhi's body was askew, turned around and landed on the ground. He stepped back seven or eight steps and hit his back on the swing with a bang, which finally made him stand still. This time, he hit a bit badly, his mouth corners were all bleeding, and he covered his chest and sprayed a big mouthful of fresh blood on the ground.