Chapter 4089 One-Sided Beating

A dignified man, who usually prides himself on being brave and good at fighting, was beaten like this by a little girl?

So shameful.

Soon the remaining hundreds of guards gathered their courage and joined the battle group.

In Ming Wuyou's sight, the slender girl in green could only be seen as a shadow.

Wherever the green shadow passed, there was the flying body of the guard.

Crackling.

Swords met.

Shouts, screams of pain.

Intertwined.

There was only that green shadow, pointing east and west, as fast as lightning, and the more it fought, the braver it became.

The commander and deputy commander who were watching were dumbfounded.

The champion who came later was very calm.

After all, he was born in Piaoyun Village, and he was well aware of the martial arts of young children.

But even so, he was also attracted by the erratic and sharp figure in the crowd.

Until all the guards fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

The child in a green dress holds a long sword in his hand and stands firmly in the middle, which can be called majestic.

Snap, snap, snap.

Ming Wuyou began to applaud and praised endlessly: "Cousin, you really impress me and open my eyes!"

After hearing the compliment, the child was in a good mood. He immediately put away the evil spirit on his face, sheathed his sword, tapped his toes, and flew directly over the bodies of the guards, as light as a butterfly.

The eyes of everyone watching were twitching again.

"The beating was really good today." The child laughed, "My muscles and bones were able to move."

The guards: "..."

More than 500 people were beaten into a mess, but for them, it was just a stretch of their muscles and bones, that's all!

The guards' shameful faces didn't know where to put their faces.

Ming Wuyou even wanted to abandon this bunch of losers immediately and follow his cousin to explore the world.

However, the children soon saw Shui Yijun standing at the gate of the school ground.

Shui Yijun smiled at her.

The child had no choice but to say goodbye to Ming Wuyou. Before leaving, he told the guards: "I will come back to you in two days to discuss martial arts."

Everyone shuddered.

Discuss?

This is simply a one-sided beating.

"You have to work hard."

The child waved and jumped away.

However, as soon as she took two steps, the shoulders of her skirt suddenly tore and tore.

The child lowered his head in surprise, only to realize that at some point, a small hidden weapon had been hooked on her clothes, but it had never been discovered. It was only then that the clothes were torn.

If the hidden weapon were deeper, it would scratch her skin.

Everyone can see clearly.

Ming Wuyou's face turned dark on the spot.

"Who is it?" His voice was filled with murderous intent.

How dare you use a hidden weapon against the princess.

If this hidden weapon were hit a little crookedly, wouldn't it hit the princess' neck?

The consequences could be disastrous.

How could Ming Wuyou endure such behavior?

The guards hurriedly stood up and lined up their ranks, bowing their heads and not daring to say a word.

Ming Wuyou added, "I'll give you one stick of incense time to come out on your own initiative. If no one acknowledges it when the time is up, all of you, listen clearly, it's all of you, take two hundred military sticks, and then get out and go home!"

Everyone's hearts trembled.

Two hundred military sticks, no joke.

It will kill people.

What's more, being a Jinyiwei is a rare good job. If you lose it, not only will you not be able to explain it to your family, but you will also be embarrassed.

This punishment can be called fatal.

And they knew that the commander was definitely not joking with them.

No one wants to be implicated.

Several people immediately pointed out that person.

The man came out of the queue with a pale face and knelt on the ground.

Ming Wuyou said coldly: "You have no ears and can't understand my orders? You dare to use hidden weapons against the princess. Do you want to rebel?"