Standing by the window on the floor, Mo Lingyuan looked at the freely swaying woman on the ring, feeling proud.

This is the little lady he married into the Young Marshal's Mansion, raised by his side, and watched her grow up.

From a thin, small and ignorant little girl, she has grown into a little girl with both talent and beauty.

In his territory, he allowed her to act recklessly, pampered and spoiled, and he settled all the mess after getting into trouble for her, and silently supported her step by step behind her to stand on the ring.

Worshiped and worshiped by millions of people, it's heart-wrenching.

This is the effect he wants, even if one day, he can't stand behind her to protect her, she can still have a place in the barracks with the glory she earned.

At that time, even the commander-in-chief will have nothing to do with her.

He is like a loving old father who has broken his heart for his child, silently clearing away the obstacles that should not exist on the growth path for the child, and allowing the child to break out of his own world with an unyielding will.

Thinking of this, Mo Lingyuan frowned, he didn't like this feeling of being like a father and brother.



Under the ring.

Once Mo Lingyuan left, it seemed that there was no one to control them, and everyone began to let go of themselves.

One by one, they wanted to go on stage and go to the ring to experience some lessons.

Chu Yunyao put her hands behind her back, her back was straight, her voice was loud, and she looked down: "Who else wants to come up and compete with me? But I am injured, and it is impossible for everyone to fight .

You must first be able to beat my subordinates before you can finally challenge me.

Starting from cloud three, who dares to come up? "

The people below were gearing up, looking at Yun San's small stature, his slender and flat body that could be blown away by a gust of wind, they were eager to try.

The first one who dared to jump up was a burly man. He was big and thick, with tendons and flesh on his arms, and he looked fierce.

He raised his foot and stomped the ring, waved the big hammer in his hand, threw the hammer aside, smiled innocently, and said to Yun San: "Little girl, I'm afraid that if I use force with one finger, I will kill you!" It's crushed, so we don't need the hammer, just use our fists.

Don't blame me too much if we can't hold our fists in time. "

Yun San wrapped the whip in his hand around his waist again, cupped his fists and said, "Since this is the case, I don't need a weapon anymore. If there is a serious injury, it must be unintentional. Please forgive me."

The people under the arena booed one after another, and they almost collapsed from laughter.

"Silly old man, are you bored? Bullying an eleven or twelve-year-old girl."

"Silly old man, it's fine if you bully us on weekdays, but now you only pick the soft persimmons, and you can match up with other little girls."

"Stupid boy, come down to us quickly, you'll be ashamed of yourself."



The burly man who was called a big fool smiled foolishly, and replied: "I came up to challenge the young lady, and I will show mercy to this little doll."

The burly man laughed twice, clenched his fists and rushed towards Yun San: "Little baby, give me a punch, and the battle will be settled quickly."

Yun San stood where he was, and when he saw him rushing towards him, he deftly turned his body sideways and dodged it.

Seeing this, the burly man turned around again, clenched his fists again and rushed towards Yun San.

After coming and going, Yun San quickly figured out the way of this big man. He has great strength and a burly body, but he is not flexible enough.

You can't fight recklessly, you can only take it by chance...

Yun San didn't want to fight, but just dodged again and again, his body was as light as a swallow, he was dexterous, and he used all his acrobatic skills in the past...