He Qi looked calmly and pulled out a long knife from his waist: "You can also pick up weapons that you can use!"

Zheng Qinghuai wailed as usual: "He San! You are so inhumane! I have been practicing for a few days, and there is no place in my body that doesn't hurt. You can spare me today!"

Zhu Qijue also said bitterly: "Yes! Cousin, I too..."

He Qi raised his eyebrows and asked lightly: "What are you?"

When I was laughing and scolding, I was still the familiar cousin. Once I curled my smile, the invisible pressure and coldness suddenly came to me.

Zhu Qijue's back felt a chill, and he quickly changed his words: "I'm also holding a long knife today."

After taking the long sword, Zhu Qijue said again: "My cousin is just giving me some advice, don't be polite. Maybe after half a month of practice, I can win a few games in the imperial guard election."

Zheng Qinghuai laughed out loud.

"Why are you laughing?" Zhu Qijue glared at his eyes, and his face, which was more delicate than the girl, was fierce: "I can't beat others, can't beat you and Ye Si?"

The five playboys, except He Qi, were all ordinary skills. However, they were noble children. Since the day they could walk, they started riding horses and practicing arrows. No matter how lazy they were, they were a little skilled.

Compared with the four, Zhu Qijue was slightly better, while Ye Lingyun was the worst. Zheng Qinghuai and Jiang Yao were among the best.

Jiang Yao's leg injury has not healed, so he cannot register for this year's imperial guard election. Zhu Qijue and the other three did not intend to sign up... I won't say it anymore, and I will cry when I mention it.

In short, under He Qi's "urgency", the three of them got up before dawn to the He family's martial arts performance venue and practiced until dark before returning home.

You have to pick the soft persimmons!

Zhu Qijue held a long sword with a cold light and chased Zheng Qinghuai with murderous intent.

Zheng Qinghuai hid in a mess, shouting: "Zhu Er! If you have the ability, go and practice swords with He San! What's the ability to bully me!"

You are the one who bullies you!

Zhu Qijue chased Zheng Qinghuai and beat him up, feeling refreshed and contented.

He Qi raised the corner of his mouth and smiled silently.

In this life, he will take back everything that belongs to him.

In the election of the imperial guards, he is determined to win the title!

As for these lazy and playful playboy friends, of course they cannot let them go idle. The playboys are reforming and working hard together, how touching it is!

"You two join forces, I will give you ten moves!" He Qi said loudly.

Zhu Qijue and Zheng Qinghuai were not embarrassed at all and rushed to say, "How can you get ten moves? At least twenty moves!"

"That's right! And you are not allowed to use a long knife!"

He Qi: "..."

Looking at such a shameless pair of hob meat, He Qi also had a headache. He simply put the knife in the sheath: "Okay, you guys go together! I don't need a knife, I'll give you twenty moves!"

...

Half an hour later.

The personal soldiers finished their training and quickly dispersed.

The tragic wailing sounds in the martial arts are still endless. During this period, there was a begging for mercy: "Cousin, I admit defeat!"

"He San! Show mercy! Oh!"

He Qingshan stood aside and watched for a moment, frowned slightly invisibly.

He Qi is extremely talented and is a martial arts genius. At the age of fifteen, he has mastered the He family's sword skills to the point of being superb, and has never been able to compete with his peers. Even those who are experienced and powerful in many battles are not as good as those of them.

However, He Qi's flaws are also obvious.

He was frivolous and restless. He had never entered the military camp, and had never seen any blood in his hand. He was like a peerless treasure sword that had not yet been cut. It looked good but not afraid.

But in these few days, He Qiru was reborn, with his domineering sword skills, and he had the intimidating power of winning without fighting.

Bang bang!

With two muffled sounds, Zhu Qijue and Zheng Qinghuai were kicked far away, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and never stood up again.

He Qi did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but turned around and said to He Qingshan: "Come and have a fight with me!"

It is common for the family generals to accompany him to congratulate him and pray for the challenge.

He Qingshan did not refuse, drew out the long sword, crossed the knife to his chest, and said in a deep voice: "Please take action first!"

He Qi's eyes flashed, he held the long knife in his right hand and moved forward quickly.

He Qingshan felt a stern and he raised all his energy to deal with it.

The two people who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead quietly changed positions and whispered in the corner.

Zhu Qijue exclaimed: "This He Qingshan is so skillful!"

"The He family's generals were carefully selected and trained since childhood. They were all experienced and had excellent martial arts skills." Zheng Qinghuai was also amazed: "He Sanshao's technique is fierce! He was not at all inferior!"

"That's more, I'm so young. I'm so powerful. After a few years, I will definitely be the youngest and most outstanding general in the Great Chu Dynasty!"

"Tsk tsk! I praise He San, not praise you. Why are you doing so proud and proud!"

"I'm proud, I'm proud!"

Zheng Qinghuai habitually said: "It's a pity that your cousin is not happy to marry your cousin. He refuses to kiss you!"

Zhu Qijue responded without hesitation: "Each of each other!"

Zheng Qinghuai: “…”

...

After one stick of incense.

Two equally sharp long swords attacked in mid-air, making extremely harsh sounds.

He Qi and He Qingshan stopped at the same time.

He Qingshan showed a look of surprise and praise: "The third young master's sword technique has made great progress. In two years, I will not be a match for the third young master!"

The general of the family has a high status in the He family and can be considered half of the master. He Qingshan and He Qi were calm and unrespectful when they spoke.

He Qi's eyes flashed and he said lightly: "I am not afraid of anyone's clear sword and spear."

I am not afraid of plotting and murder from my relatives.

I have to pay back what I owe.

He Qi had no expression on his face, and his voice was filled with inexplicable coldness.

A strange uneasiness flashed through He Qingshan's heart, and he smiled and agreed: "Well, He's a man, is neither afraid of open swords and guns, nor is he afraid of hidden arrows behind him!"

He Qi pulled the corner of his mouth.

After He Qingshan left, Ye Lingyun came soon.

The sad Ye Lingyun had another piece of blue bruise on his forehead, and two clear footprints on the apricot-colored martial arts uniform were covered with bad luck. Without waiting for everyone to ask, "Don't ask, I was beaten by my cousin!"

"It's worthy of being a female tiger in the Ye family!" Zheng Qinghuai sincerely admired!

Ye Lingyun was dissatisfied when he heard this and glared at Zheng Qinghuai: "What a female tiger is not a female tiger! My cousin has excellent sword skills and excellent skills. He is a female hero! I can't beat her, but I am incompetent! If you owe you, see how I deal with you!"

It is common for everyone to talk. Zheng Qinghuai didn't take Ye Lingyun's anger at all, and replied with a smile: "Yes, yes! I'm just waiting here."

Ye Lingyun was so upset that he snorted, and drew out the sword.

"Wait!" Zheng Qinghuai reminded with a serious expression: "The sword is sharp, don't hurt yourself!"
Chapter completed!