After Guan Jiyu finished a set of moves, her face turned pale. Faced with He Lanlan's joke, she stood still and shook her head: "That's not the case."
"If it doesn't work, I can call it a halt. You have a rest and we can continue?" He Lanlan's movements slowed down, and the scimitar in his hand was only for defense, not for offense.
"No need." She gritted her teeth, but her vision was completely black, and her soles felt like they had stepped on cotton.
Guan Jiyu's ears kept ringing and her vision gradually blurred. She clenched the spear in her hand and jogged forward for a few steps. She jumped up and struck He Lanlan with the tip of the spear.
He Lanlan's eyes changed, and she also jumped up and swung her sword to resist. The difference in strength caused her whole body to be shaken open. Guan Jiyu's body had no point of support and fell heavily to the ground.
Guan Jiyu fell to the ground and everyone watching in the audience took a breath. The knife in He Lanlan's hand was still pointed at her until he fell beside her.
The scimitar fell in the direction of her face without any hesitation.
"Ayu, be careful!" Zhe Shu, who was waiting outside the field, exclaimed.
With everyone's hearts hanging in their throats, the tip of He Lanlan's knife stabbed downwards and stabbed firmly into the wooden floor next to Guan Jiyu's face.
There was another burst of cheers from the audience.
He put away the scimitar in his hand and put it behind his back, put away his smile and said helplessly: "If you do this, even if I win, it will still be a weak victory."
Even though he was dizzy, Guan Jiyu could hear the uproar around him. Some people came around to care about what happened to her, and some people commented that Lan Zeying was more powerful.
He Lanlan just said indifferently: "It doesn't matter which company's strength, this competition is not over, how can there be a winner or loser?"
The unknown disciple who tried to curry favor with Lan Zeying flattered him: "Why haven't you finished the competition? Everyone has already seen the result. Mr. Helan, you are superb in martial arts. It's just that Guan Jiyu's skills are not as good as others."
Another flattering voice sounded in my ears: "Yes, that's right, Master Helan's strength is obvious to all."
Guan Jiyu felt very weak, as if all her strength had been drained. Although it was not unfair for her to lose to He Lanlan, this time was different. If she was not chosen this time, she would have to wait another year.
She closed her eyes and frowned, secretly thinking: It's over, it's over.
"Everyone spread out——"
A young but calm voice sounded in my ears.
She vaguely felt that the voice sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.
"Go and ask the military doctor to come to my room." The owner of the voice continued, "The others will go back after the competition. Don't stay here."
This is Xiang Lincheng.
Without any hesitation, he squatted down and leaned down. Before Guan Jiyu could react, he felt his body was empty.
Xiang Lincheng directly picked her up horizontally, his arms were extremely strong, he walked smoothly, and strode out from the crowd amidst a burst of surprise.
No matter how dizzy and sleepy Guan Jiyu was, he was so frightened that he quickly opened his eyes.
He hugged her, his eyes only interacted with hers for a moment, and then he looked at the road carefully and continued to move forward.
"don’t worry."
These three words made her feel at ease and moved her inexplicably.
These three simple words are very powerful. Guan Jiyu closed her eyes. In the past, she always liked to wrap herself in a quilt every rainy day. The gurgling rain outside made her feel particularly at ease.
At this moment, Xiang Lincheng's arms hugged her, and she suddenly felt that sense of peace of mind again.
She didn't know what happened next. She fell asleep in that warm embrace. She didn't know when the military doctor came or when he left.
She only vaguely remembered that someone gave her medicine, but she was confused and humming softly, refusing to drink it.
There is a gentle coaxing voice in the ear: "Take a sip, and you won't feel uncomfortable after a sip."
She obediently took a small sip, and the voice in her ear continued: "Take another sip, and you won't feel uncomfortable after another sip."
The sound was endless. After one sip, there was another sip. In the end, Guan Jiyu couldn't remember when he fell asleep completely and became unconscious.
When Guan Jiyu woke up, it was already late outside and she was already lying in her room.
With only Jingcun beside him, Guan Jiyu got up and asked, "Where's Zheshu? And Jiang Yingnian, how was the competition between the two of them?"
"Sigh." Jingcun sighed and said: "The two of them dueled against each other from the Tianyu Camp in the capital, so they won. It's not difficult in itself. It's just——"
Guan Jiyu asked: "Just what?"
"The two of them got into a fight and were punished by Xiang Lincheng and sent to solitary confinement."
"Ah? Why?" Guan Jiyu didn't expect that he had just been asleep for most of the day, and that such a thing would happen!
Jingcun told everything that happened after Guan Jiyu fainted in detail. Only then did she realize that someone had deliberately teased Helan after she suddenly felt unwell and fell to the ground during the competition with He Lanlan yesterday.
Lan: "Young Master Helan has always been sympathetic to his beauty, but now he is willing to be cruel. Seeing how badly he beat Miss Guan, she fell unconscious."
He Lanlan said: "This is the second time that Miss Qingzi Yingguan and I have met. There is no reason or grudge. Why should I be cruel?"
Another disciple said: "That's right, you all know that Mr. Helan cherishes her, and her sisters-in-law are all fighting to protect her. Guan Jiyu from Qingziying is only a little girl of sixteen or seventeen, so maybe Mr. Helan won't be able to express his love for her in private.
Woolen cloth."
He Lanlan's face changed slightly when he heard this, and his eyes that were still smiling just now suddenly became more ruthless. Before he could speak, Jiang Yingnian came from nowhere.
Young man Jiang Ying heard these comments before he came near, and couldn't help but curse loudly: "Shut your stinky mouth! Don't you see that besides Guan Jiyu, your grandfather is also here in Qingziying?
You say these scolding words without any basis, and you are not afraid that grandpa will smash your mouth?"
The disciple couldn't keep it off his face and scolded back: "Nan Qin Bashan, our Tianyu camp has long disliked you. Do you have the right to interrupt what I am saying?"
The selection camp was full of young people, outspoken and short-tempered. The disciple who spoke was the one who lost to Jiang Yingnian in the duel. He was not convinced at all, and was scolded by Jiang Yingnian. He couldn't help but say something
Make a move.
There were also people watching the excitement who didn't mind the trouble, and the place started to become chaotic.
Naturally, Jiang Yingnian and the scolding disciple were the first to take action. Seeing that Jiang Yingnian was not gentle, helpers came out from the other camp to help. Seeing his young master fighting with others, Zhe Shu naturally rushed forward without thinking.
Jingcun knew that the discipline here was strict, and those who picked quarrels and caused trouble would be severely punished. Guan Jiyu was taken away without knowing what the situation was, so he could only shout to persuade everyone to calm down.
But everyone is so angry, how can anyone listen?
Then He Lanlan also took action.
The target of the words was pointed at him, mentioning his old things and poking his old wounds.
His addition made the fighting and shouting in this chaos even louder.
When Xiang Lincheng arrived, the student who cursed had already had one of his arms broken, and the other students who participated in the fight were suffering from bruises and swollen faces, screaming in pain.
Xiang Lincheng, as the chief invigilator, had to deal with it impartially. Qingziying and Tianyuying took the lead in the fight, and all participants were temporarily put into a solitary room to wait for retribution. Lanzeying, Helanlan, not only did not dissuade the students in the same period, but also joined in the fight.
, both were punished and sent to solitary confinement!
"It's such a pity. It's all my fault. If I hadn't fainted suddenly, this wouldn't have happened." After hearing this, Guan Jiyu looked remorseful and couldn't help but said: "Now they are punished and put into solitary confinement."
Even if it’s serious, I’m afraid that if they wait for the consequences, their qualifications for selection will be cancelled.”
Jingcun said solemnly: "The system and rules of Xiang Military Camp in Beizhong have always been the most stringent. This matter is not a trivial matter. I am afraid Xiang Lincheng will not let them go easily. If they are disqualified from participating in the selection,
That would be bad."
It was night, Xiang Lincheng finished taking care of the things at hand, entered the room and saw a person sitting on the chair.
"Why are you here?" When Xiang Lincheng saw the person, his expression softened slightly and he said, "Didn't you say you can't get past the border?"
The visitor said: "I have some free time today, so come here and take a look. How about it? Are there any of the disciples who have come here that you can take a fancy to?"
Xiang Lincheng frowned and said: "There are a few of them who are pretty good, but their bad habits are a bit bigger. After the competition during the day, they got into a fight because of some verbal disputes. I punished them and put them in solitary confinement, but I haven't thought about it yet.
How to deal with it."
The man took a sip of tea and said steadily: "I heard that Nanqin and the few people who came from the capital this time are very good. You should pay close attention to them and keep them if there are any good ones. Otherwise, someone in the court will say that we only keep our sights."
In Bei Zhong’s team.”
Xiang Lincheng walked over, sat on a chair on the other side of the table, and said, "They are the ones fighting, the Tianyu Camp of Beijing and the Qingzi Camp of Nanqin, and the second young master of the Helan family."
"Oh? This guy is quite interesting. We are all here, why don't He Lanchang worry about it? Isn't there a little girl coming from Qingzi Camp? Is the little girl fighting too?"
Xiang Lincheng said: "That's not true. She is very strong. It's just that she has been in poor health for the past two days and has asked the military doctor to prescribe medicine. I plan to postpone the last fight for a few days and ask those who fought to reflect on it.
, let’s see the last one again.”
He handed over a cup of tea and said: "Brother, border affairs are busy, so you don't need to make a special trip back."
Xiang Ju'an took it and took a sip, put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his hands, and said: "General Chen is guarding over there, Acheng, you also know that there have been no new arrivals in the military camp for a long time.
He is a talented general. When sending troops to various places, all the ministries need people who can support their work. I will know what I know when I come back and take a look."
Xiang Lincheng stroked his left arm, his eyes darkened and said, "If it weren't for my old injury, staying in the military camp could always help you share some of the work."
"Many things are not as simple as you think. What our military camp needs now is a batch of fresh blood. It is not enough for you to help alone. The support from the DPRK and China is small, so we have to find a way on our own." Xiang Ju
An gently patted his brother's arm and said: "When young people are not full of energy, what I want is this kind of wildness. It's still those few, you should pay attention to the last scene and observe it again. If it's really good, hand it over."
Are you afraid that you can’t tame it in my hands?”
Xiang Lincheng nodded and said, "Well, I will send someone to deliver the final roster to you as soon as possible."
Xiang Ju'an put on his big cloak and said: "This group of disciples is rare. As for the little girl from Nanqin Qingziying, you should also pay more attention to it. I have heard about the Nanqin Jiang family. It is a pity that Jiang Qing died young."
, People from Qingzi Camp, please help them when necessary, so as not to lose all the talents." He fastened the tie in front of his collar and said, "It's getting late, I'm going back."
Xiang Lincheng sent his brother out, and the tall figure gradually disappeared in the night.
He looked at Xiang Ju'an's retreating back, remained thoughtfully silent for a moment, and then returned to the room.
He spread the paper, dipped his pen in ink, and with the flickering candlelight in the room, he wrote a military notice in a few strokes.
