The sand table immediately began to boil, and the onlookers seemed to have really come to the battlefield, watching this extraordinary battle.
The mood also became more and more boiling as the battle began.
Nangong Ruoli narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the sand table in front of him. Beicang Jing's troop strength at this time was more than 20,000 less than that of his opponent, and the girl's three-point and two-meter formation complemented each other perfectly.
The two women are equally matched, their minds are completely immersed in the sand table, and every tiny movement affects their whole bodies.
The formations are constantly changing, the strength of both sides is constantly decreasing, and a bloodless battle continues.
Time passed by, and finally there were only less than ten thousand defeated soldiers left on the sand table, naturally the soldiers under the girl's command.
"I lost -" Beicang Jing was a little discouraged, but also a little excited. After all, he could compete with a master. Even if he lost, it would be a great exercise for himself.
"Miss Beicang's words are wrong. I only have these ten thousand remaining soldiers because I took advantage of them. If Miss Beicang had used such a formation from the beginning, it would be hard to say who would win, so
This game can be considered a draw!" The girl said gracefully while waving her folding fan.
"Then thank you Mr. Leng for your permission!" Beicang Jing also expressed his thanks.
Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but glance around. No one had any doubts about the young master Leng dressed up by this girl. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Are they too stupid? Or is he too genius?"
At this moment, a familiar voice came: "Second brother! Why are you here!"
Nangong Ruoli followed the sound and saw his so-called eldest brother Nangong Mingri. It turned out that he was also watching in the crowd and happened to see Nangong Ruoli at the end.
"It turns out to be the eldest brother!" Nangong Ruoli said with a smile, "I came to see Principal Gongyang for something. I saw it was quite lively here, so I came over to take a look!"
Nangong Mingri's words attracted everyone's attention to Nangong Ruoli.
The second young master of the Nangong family, whose name was only heard but never seen, finally showed up. He didn't look too surprising, except that he was a bit handsome.
Beicang Jing couldn't help but cast her eyes on Nangong Ruoli, and when he smiled frivolously at her, his face turned slightly red.
"You damn boy, when you come here to go to school, see how I deal with you!" Beicang Jing said viciously in her heart.
Nangong walked up to Nangong Ruoli on the next day. The glimmer of light in his eyes disappeared. He immediately put his arm on his shoulder affectionately and said with concern: "My father and aunt were extremely worried when they heard that something happened to you.
Why don't you go back?"
"Let's see, it's not too late. I just want to study on the way. After all, we can be considered a family of military commanders. We are going to embark on this road after all, so it would be good to get in touch earlier!" Nangong Ruoli replied pretending to be honest.
Nangong Mingri couldn't help but flash a trace of disdain in his eyes, and thought to himself: "Do you, a loser like you, also want to embark on the road of becoming a general? Humph, you don't have to urinate to show what you are like!"
But he said: "Okay, but Ruoli, these advanced formations are not accessible to you now. I will teach you some basic things when I go back soon!"
Nangong Ruoli smiled and nodded in thanks, and the girl disguised as a man also said to Beicang Jing: "Miss Beicang, we haven't had enough fun in this competition, how about we have another one?"
Beicang Jing withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "How do you want Mr. Leng to compete in this match?"
The girl held the edge of the sand table with her hands, her eyes fell directly on Beicang's quiet and pretty face, and she said: "I heard that Miss Beicang created a set of chess tactics. No one has cracked it yet. I don't know what's next.
Can I be lucky enough to ask for advice?"
"What? He actually wants to challenge Mr. Beicang's chess game?"
"How is it possible? Teacher Beicang once said that the one who can break the chess game is her husband. This guy turns out to have such thoughts. He is indeed very dirty!"
...
All of a sudden, the onlookers were talking a lot!
Beicang Jing's face was slightly red, and her cherry lips moved slightly. She wanted to say something, but she didn't say it after all.
However, her beautiful eyes glanced at Nangong Ruoli with a charming look. To be honest, Nangong Ruoli's weird way of using soldiers put even Beicang Jing himself to shame.
Just by the fact that he broke the chess piece he had been thinking about for many years with just a wave of his hand, Beicang Jing was amazed by this move.
To be honest, after seeing Nangong Ruoli present, Beicang Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Leng opposite him had a very good grasp of combat opportunities.
Looking at the entire younger generation of Longteng Royal Academy, only Huo Tianhong, who is known as the number one genius in the empire, can rival them.
It's just that Huo Tianhong is in seclusion now and won't come out for a while, and the other party is only fifteen or sixteen years old, so it's hard for Beicang Jing to take action against those old guys.
The appearance of Nangong Ruoli rekindled her hopes. Others might not think highly of this eleven-year-old boy, but Beicang Jing, who had seen his actions with her own eyes, was convinced.
If we say that the only one among everyone present who has a chance to defeat Mr. Leng, it is Nangong Ruoli.
When Nangong Ruoli saw Beicang Jing acting like this, he knew why Beicang Jing was acting like this. He immediately stood up and said, "Why don't you let me do it?"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue. Nangong Mingri on the side pulled him hard and frowned: "Ruoli, what are you doing? This is not a place for nonsense!"
Nangong Ruoli ignored him, but walked to Beicang Jing's side and said with a smile: "Old Beicang...teacher, I wonder if I can give your most talented student a chance?"
"Who is this second young master of the Nangong family? Why have I never seen him in the academy? How come he is a student of Teacher Beicang? There is no news of his coming to Longteng Royal Academy!" For a while, everyone started talking again.
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However, most of them still booed, especially Nangong Mingri, who looked at Nangong Ruoli with cold eyes and said in his heart: "You little bastard, you are so blatantly arrogant, and you have to wait and see when you want to be in the limelight! Hum!
, if you lose your father’s face in a while, let’s see how he will deal with you when he goes back!”
Most of the students have no confidence in Nangong Ruoli. As a military leader of the younger generation, Beicang Jing can barely compete with Mr. Leng. Although Nangong Ruoli comes from a marshal family, he is still too young after all.
Of course, there are also people who have a glimmer of hope for Nangong Ruoli, because of Nangong Lie's status as the patron saint of the entire empire. It is said that a tiger father has no dog son. This is still the case for Nangong Mingri. This Nangong Ruoli is probably not much different.
"Teacher Beicang is probably going to get angry! This kid is so reckless, Teacher Beicang will not let him have an easy time!" Everyone also made some guesses about Nangong Ruoli.
Because Beicang Jing was famous for her fiery temper, many students had been severely punished by her, so naturally everyone talked about Jing's change of temper, but Nangong Ruoli happened to touch Beicang Jing's taboo.
Teacher Beicang once said that one's self-cultivation should be continuously cultivated while studying. You can do as much things as you have the ability.
So Nangong Ruoli is so trusting, Teacher Beicang is probably going to punish this kid! Everyone looked like they were laughing.
However, Beicang Jing's answer made everyone stunned: "Ruoli, you can try it, but only in moderation and a small punishment. After all, you are a guest from afar!"
"What? What did Teacher Nangong say?" Not only others, but even Nangong Mingri couldn't believe his ears. Teacher Beicang would actually say such a thing.
At this time, Mr. Leng, who had been watching the joke, couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this. She was also very curious about Nangong Ruoli's sudden appearance.
I don’t know why this little guy dares to stand up and challenge me like this. Moreover, the most important thing is that this guy’s eyes are so annoying. It seems that he can see through even his disguise as a man, and his eyes are also fascinating.
It's disgusting.
"Don't worry! Teacher Beicang, the student will definitely not let you down, just leave it to me!" Nangong Ruoli said, patting his chest, his eyes turned to Mr. Leng, he admired it up and down, and said with a smile:
"Mr. Leng, you must also know the meaning of Teacher Beicang's chess game! Since you are so ambitious, how about we also bet a little bit of luck?"