General Feng's old face flushed red, and he was so angry that he cursed, "Yellow-haired girl, you were still nursing when I charged in front of the formation, and now you dare to brazenly shout here."
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Is it interesting that General Feng always makes excuses for his age? According to your theory, if my old prince is dug out of his grave, wouldn't one man be worth a hundred?"
Who to dig out from the grave?
Li Nian's eyes almost popped out, "Don't talk nonsense."
Li Man'er chuckled, "Third uncle, I'm just giving you an analogy, don't take it seriously."
General Feng was almost angry to death. This girl was obviously arrogant and ignored him, so she invited the old marquis to come out and talk about it. It was a shame and a shame to compare him with a dead person.
General Feng slapped the table with his palm, which made Mr. Ji sitting next to him buzz in the ears, "You are talking nonsense, how can you, a yellow-haired girl like you, be allowed to make noises here in this important place of the military camp!"
"Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second. Since General Feng is not convinced, it is better for us to see the real results. If General Feng wins, I will pack up and leave immediately without saying a word, taking my father who has suffered a stroke with me."
And carry it away, but what if General Feng loses?"
A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the general named Feng, "If I lose, I will give you the general's position."
"Okay! Once a man says something, it's hard to follow him." Li Man'er clasped his fists and saluted, "I also ask you generals to give us a witness. If anyone regrets it, he must stand up and say something fair for me, a weak woman.
Isn’t that right, General Luo?”
Luo Sheng smiled and said, "Miss Li, you want me to be a witness for you."
"Yes, after all, you are the leader of the entire army now, so your words are the most weighty."
"Okay!" Luo Sheng laughed twice, "In this case, I, the general, will bear witness for you and General Feng. If Miss Li loses, she will leave Mobei with the Marquis immediately and shall not interfere in military matters;
If General Feng loses, he will give up his position and Miss Li will be the general, right?"
"Exactly every word! General Feng, it's not too late to regret it now."
General Feng could naturally tell that Li Man'er was ridiculing him, and immediately said: "I am young, but my personality is arrogant. I, Feng Wuyun, will do what I say and will never regret it. I swear to God. Don't worry, I will fight in a moment."
Get up, for the sake of Lord Marquis, I will show mercy."
Li Man'er sneered, "Arrogant? If I were arrogant, I should tell the general that it's a matter of life and death."
Feng Wuyun almost got mad at this classic line from a certain film and television series.
"Save your strength for use in the martial arts competition!" After saying that, General Feng flicked his sleeves and walked out of the yard aggressively.
Li Man'er said in a neither gentle nor serious voice: "You are so small-minded." Then she followed him.
Wherever the others could still sit, they all followed and walked out.
Jial looked like he was watching a good show, and even poked Li Nian, "This niece of yours is incredible!" He didn't use curse words when swearing, and he had two brushes in fighting, but he didn't know if he could beat Feng Wuyun.
Li Nian glared at him and strode towards the yard.
Jal didn't take it seriously, but still smiled and followed him.
The two of them had fought side by side, and the previous unhappiness had disappeared.
In the courtyard, Feng Wuyun and Li Maner stood facing each other.
"Miss Li, considering that you are young and come from a womanly family, why not let you choose whether to compete with fists and feet or with weapons?"
Feng Wuyun looked aloof and haughty, as if he was giving alms.
Li Man'er had long disliked him. She originally wanted to save some face for him because he was also Li Shu's subordinate, but this guy had high standards and looked down on women. This couldn't be done.
I endured it.
"General Feng, you seem to look down on women."
Feng Wuyun didn't reply to her words, but the expression on his face said everything. He didn't even bother to discuss this topic with Li Man'er.
A housewife has long hair but short knowledge.
"My eldest niece is going to use her big tricks." Jial smiled very heartily, as if he wanted to make Feng feel embarrassed.
Li Nian said calmly: "That's my niece."
"Hey, you and I are brothers, and that's my niece too."
Li Man'er stretched out his hand to tie up his ponytail, took out two silver hairpins from his waist and fixed them, then said: "General Feng despises women, but he was born in the womb and raised by women. In General Feng's home,
No mother and no sisters? Or no wife and no daughters? Could it be that the general jumped out of a crack in the stone?"
"That's too much!" Feng Wuyun was completely irrational at the moment, and he didn't care what weapon to use, so he hit Li Man'er with his bare hands.
Li Man'er said nonchalantly: "Then I'll let you see what it means to really bully others."
While talking, the two of them stood together.
When masters exchange moves, there is no need to say much, no need to test, and no need for fancy moves. Feng Wuyun strikes fiercely. Taking advantage of his height, long arms, and strength advantage, he specially greets Li Man'er's three-way attack. He uses his big hands several times.
He wanted to clamp Li Man'er's arms and lift the person up and throw him out, but unfortunately, Li Man'er deftly resolved all the attempts.
Her strength is not small, at least not worse than Feng Wuyun, but what she likes to do most is to slap people in the face, and slap them so hard that they will be ashamed of themselves.
Li Man'er took advantage of the force and suddenly jumped into the air, then turned around and kicked Feng Wuyun away.
"Okay!" Jiaer praised heartlessly, feeling that he was particularly proud of his face. Although other people watching the excitement didn't say anything, they were all shocked by Li Man'er's strength.
They knew what Feng Wuyun's kung fu was, and they fought Li Man'er for four or five rounds. They didn't take advantage of him at all, and they even got kicked. This was a slap in the face.
The person surnamed Feng is still very good at it. If an ordinary person received Li Man'er's kick, it would be light enough to fly seven or eight meters. No matter what happened, he would break two ribs, but Feng Wuyun only retreated four feet.
After five steps, he stopped slightly embarrassed.
No matter what, I didn't lie down.
But even so, Feng Wuyun's face felt uncomfortable, as if he had been slapped more than a dozen times, and it was burning.
Everyone is watching!
Li Maner sneered and reached out to wave to Feng Wuyun.
This was a blatant provocation, and anyone with eyes could see it.
The man surnamed Feng was extremely angry. He roared and rushed towards Li Man'er again. He filled his arms with wind and punched Li Man'er's face seven or eight times with two fists as big as bowls.
Li Man'er dodged flexibly, taking advantage of his small size and light weight, and got directly under Feng Wuyun's armpit. Then he suddenly jumped up from behind Feng Wuyun, flew over his shoulder and threw him.
Feng Wuyun, who weighed 1780 kilograms, just fell out.
There was a bang, and the earth seemed to tremble twice, along with the hearts of the generals who were watching the excitement.