Qin Zhuo, who was in the first seat, had already widened his eyes, watching the man being thrown out of the ring, and rolling around.

And Wen Ranran clapped her hands lightly, and her tone was as calm as ever.

"Next! Captain Ten, who's coming? ”

With the first, there is the second.

However, in the time of a stick of incense, Wen Ranran had already hit three times in a row, and they all won easily within three moves.

The selection target has evolved from a centurion to a thousand households.

And at this point, the voice of the audience has become much quieter.

No matter what Wen Ranran's martial arts are, since the prince handed it over to her, it shows that this woman is definitely not a fancy fist and embroidered legs.

It's just that how high is her martial arts? That's what this group of people want to know.

As the challenge of the opponent increased, Wen Ranran's tricks also became more numerous.

Her tricks are sometimes not very lethal, but they are changeable, and she can always find the opponent's weaknesses.

But in half an hour, there have been six opponents in a row who have fallen under the stage, and Wen Ranran still looks calm and relaxed.

You must know that challenging opponents has been changing, but Wen Ranran herself has not rested.

Some of the old men in the army also clenched their fists, and at this time, everyone had forgotten their ridicule of Wen Ranran at the beginning.

On the contrary, a kind of "how can the big old man lose to the little girl" mentality began to rise......

After a lieutenant is knocked off the court by an over-the-shoulder throw with a gentle and violent aesthetic, everyone discovers a terrible truth.

That is, Wen Ranran has not even made a sword yet......

When it was the turn of the captain, Qin Zhuo finally couldn't help it and was the first to stand up.

Qin Zhuo stood in the center of the ring, looked at the woman who was still light and breezy opposite, and finally bowed heavily.

"Princess! The matter of Fang Cai is that Qin Zhuo is reckless! The princess is a woman, not losing to a man! Qin hopes that he can really fight with the princess, and ask the princess to teach him! ”

Wen Ranran smiled, her tone was full of kindness, and there was a pride in it.

"Vice General Qin is polite, but I still have to say that in the face of Vice General Qin, I am really a little stressed!"

With this sentence, Qin Zhuo felt that he was respected.

"The princess wants to take a break?" He hesitated, but asked.

After all, he had fought so much before, he should be a little tired, Qin Zhuo was also a real man, and he didn't want to take advantage of others.

"No, my physical exertion is not too great! Come on! ”

Wen Ranran went to the sidelines to take a sip of water, wiped her mouth, her movements were not rude, but full of pride, and her fox eyes were calm at the moment, as if stars were brewing.

Qin Zhuo suddenly knew why Prince Yu, who had always been above the top, would fall in love with such a woman.

Such a proud woman can only be worthy of someone as proud as Prince Yu!

Qin Zhuo let out a heavy breath and clenched the silver spear in his hand.

"Princess! Be careful! ”

Wen Ranran's eyes were gloomy and she nodded at the other party.

The silver spear was raging, like a silver snake, dancing towards Wen Ranran, Wen Ranran's eyes moved slightly, a perfect lower waist, which could dodge a shot, and fell to safety lightly.

With just one blow, Wen Ranran understood that Qin Zhuo in front of him could do this at the age of his early twenties, it was indeed not false, if he cultivated well, his achievements in the future would definitely not be inferior to Feng Cheng.

"Good!" Wen Ranran let out a loud shout, and finally pulled out the Yinlin Sword.

The sword light was cold, and in the training ground at sunset, a dazzling rainbow light was refracted, blinding the eyes of the onlookers.

"Thorn-"

The piercing sound of sparks sounded, and between the collision of swords, Wen Ranran instantly kicked away the silver spear that the opponent attacked, and the silver lin sword rushed straight up.

On the other side, Qin Zhuo was not easy to handle, and after the silver spear was kicked away, he swept backwards and went straight to Wen Ranran's next three roads.

Wen Ranran's body suddenly soared into the air, and her toes firmly stepped on the tip of the opponent's gun.

Qin Zhuo's pupils opened slightly, looking at Wen Ranran's light posture, he turned over along the barrel of the gun, stepped on his shoulder, and flipped behind him in the air!

What kind of martial arts is this?!