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Chapter 245: The Army's Hearts Are Unity (2)
"Everyone, Mr. Shen's master is an expert in the world. He knows everything about astronomy, geography, and marching. I asked him to come out of the mountain to help, but it took a lot of effort, and he reluctantly agreed. Mr. Shen is a man of great talent." Man, the training method is a bit novel, but the effect is very good, everyone should be patient." Hu Junshi reassured.

"How can the military division be sure?" someone asked.

The strategist rubbed his chin, "Of course I saw the effect of such training with my own eyes."

"It's not that we are messing around, the key is that the gang of brats are not convinced, and their opinions are so big that they are about to stop training. We generals are also forced to do nothing." One person said.

"He's right. The sergeant is not convinced. What effect can military training produce? The military master just said that it's all hype, but we haven't seen it with our own eyes. How can we believe it?" Wang Shan said with a beard and staring eyes.

"How do you want to convince me?" Baochun lifted the curtain and walked in at the right time, beating the palm of his hand with a fan, smiling at the scarred Wangshan, "Could it be possible to fight?"

The noisy generals became quieter and turned into whispered discussions.

This smile fell into the eyes of a rough man like Wang Shan, and it became a naked provocation. His eyes widened and his nose was wheezing, "Fight? I'm afraid that if I punch you, your bones will fall apart. At that time, the military division will find me trouble."

"No, a fist has no eyes, especially General Wang's iron fist. Few people in the battalion can catch it. It's hard to say if it's injured or disabled."

Baochun opened the fan with a snap, and shook it casually a few times, "It is inevitable that in a fight there will be death and injury." He closed the fan with a snap, and slammed his palm, "I don't think it's better than this. , what does General Wang say?"

General Jun was stunned when he heard this, he really didn't expect this little boy to take the initiative to compete, and then he looked at his small body, he didn't look like a person with kung fu at all, so he couldn't help but look at each other.

Wang Shan was also taken aback, but the boy's face has already reached this point. If he doesn't do it, he will be ridiculed, "There's no reason to dare, but I'm afraid that even if you win, you won't win by force."

The general's father has already stood up since the daughter came in, and now he hears about the competition, he is going to object on the spot, although the daughter said that she knows some boxing skills, it is said that she is not bad, but he didn't see it with his own eyes, who knows what it is It's not true, especially the mang Wang in front of me is not a vegetarian, so the girl is not at a disadvantage?

But before the general could speak, Baochun had already taken the lead, "There's nothing wrong with fighting. If General Wang wins against me, I'll pack up and leave immediately, and never set foot in the camp again."

Wang Shan glanced at him appreciatively, "With your courage, I agree. If I lose, I won't say no."

The new boy was going to fight to the death with Wang Shan, the tiger general in the camp. The news spread in an instant, and the camp was almost blown up. They all ran to watch, and some even placed bets.

The general couldn't stop him, looked at his daughter, and couldn't help but sighed.

The military adviser also looked worried, "Miss is too rash."

Shen Nan heard the movement and rushed over, "Everyone is saying that you want to compete with Wang Shan, is it true?"

Baochun shook his fan and nodded.

Shen Nan was in a hurry, "You didn't know it when you first came here, but Wang Shan's boxing skills are very good, and few people in the camp are his opponents, why are you angry with him?"

Baochun sighed, "The generals are not convinced, and the soldiers under them will not be convinced. The morale of the army is slackened. The soldiers can't train. They can only use Wang Shan as a thorn."

Seeing that she has made up her mind and the matter has come to this point, there is nothing they can do to worry about it.

The arena was set in the center of the training ground, surrounded by sergeants, pointing, whispering, shaking their heads and sighing to Baochun on the arena.

Most of them have an expression of being kicked in the head by a donkey. Competing with Wang Shan is no different from courting death. Looking at the hulking General Wang, I can't help but feel sympathy for that little boy.

This little boy looks so good, it's a pity to break it.

On the stage, Wang Shan saw the little boy with a white face and white shirt fluttering, and he didn't forget to shake his fan, so he couldn't help saying, "Choose a weapon, please."

Baochun shook the fan in his hand, "That's it."

Wang Shan snorted furiously, this little boy didn't pay attention to him at all, he threw away the knife in his hand, and stretched his posture, "Come on."

The competition was about to begin, and the audience fell silent for a moment.

Both the general and Shen Nan stared at the stage without blinking, their palms were sweaty from nervousness, and they were ready to go on stage at any time.

To be honest, neither of them had much confidence in Bao Chun's kung fu. Even with expert guidance, the time for practicing kung fu is limited, and they will not be so high.

On the stage, Wang Shan roared loudly, moved his feet, and charged at Baochun.

General Wang is worthy of being a mighty general in the army, his fists are powerful, and the strong wind revolves around his fists, which is almost visible to the naked eye, and his feet are stable. Every time he takes a step, he can almost feel the ground shaking.

Such an overwhelming momentum made the people below involuntarily retreat and gasp.

Worried eyes turned to the little boy, and he thought to himself, how can a small grid be able to withstand this towering offensive, probably, there may not be any minced meat left.

The general had already stood up, clenched his fists, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils constricted.

Sand and stones were flying on the stage, and the dust was flying, but the little white face moved.

Moreover, to everyone's surprise, Wang Shan's attacks failed one by one, and he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

The people below looked at each other in blank dismay, they couldn't believe their eyes, this little boy really had some tricks.

Seeing this, the general opened his mouth and laughed, let go of his fists, and sat back on the chair. Since his daughter came back, she seemed to be the only one who made him dumbfounded.

I saw that on the stage, Wang Shan, who couldn't attack anyone, was already in a panic, his eyes were red and his teeth were bared, he wanted to jump up and bite someone, he was so angry and aggrieved that he couldn't get a piece of his sleeve.

He kicked up the broadsword from the ground, clenched his hands tightly, gathered strength, and rushed towards Baochun.

With the sound of lingering wind, Daofeng rushed towards Baochun.

However, there was still an inch away from the little boy, and the saber encountered invisible resistance. No matter how hard it was, it couldn't be shaken, and it couldn't move forward.

Old Wang's eyes gradually showed panic, reflected by the light of the knife, he saw the little white face, who did not know when, had come behind him, and the handle of the fan hit his wrist, and he felt his wrist go numb, and there was a bang, The knife had fallen to the ground, making a sound of hitting the ground.

There was no sound at all, dumbfounded, and I really couldn't believe my eyes.

Shen Nan inhaled again and again, and shouted at his uncle, "God, when did she become so powerful, how could she be so powerful, what kind of panacea did she take? This, this, this..." Is this his sister? , is simply too much stronger than himself, so how can he be a brother in the future?

The general gave him a sideways look, how would he know.

After the military master was stunned, he was full of joy and said that he had read the right person.

On the stage, Wang Shan picked up the knife dejectedly, walked up to Baochun, cupped his hands, "I lost." The loser was convinced.

(End of this chapter)