The general's wife is too naughty, she starts to flirt with him

Wang Hu felt that his elder brother's brain was probably confused due to the training.

Although Instructor Song looks thin and small, he is really powerful.

In the recent few days of training, she would show off some of her skills intentionally or unintentionally. These few skills she showed were enough to shock them. Anyway, Wang Hu himself couldn't do it.

"You are stupid! Who told you to go head-on?" Wang Biao reached out and gave his brother a slap on the face.

Wang Hu was beaten so hard that his teeth were bared, but he did not dare to refute his elder brother's words.

"Brother Biao, please continue." Gouzi was very interested in Wang Biao's method.

"That woman is indeed something. However, we don't need to confront her head-on. Have you all forgotten the methods we used on the battlefield?" Wang Biao reminded the brothers.

Gouzi suddenly realized, "Brother Biao, what do you mean?"

Wang Biao nodded in understanding.

Most people understood it, but Wang Hu was the only one who was still confused.

"Brother, what do you mean? Why don't I understand?"

"I say you are stupid, you really are stupid! Have you forgotten how we can save our lives on the battlefield?" Wang Biao looked at his younger brother, feeling angry at him for not fighting back.

If he hadn't been born from the same mother, he wouldn't have bothered with him.

Although he was very tired and hard-working, he was still able to persevere.

After being reminded, Wang Hu thought of their means of survival on the battlefield. However, he looked up at his elder brother and said, "Isn't this a bad idea? Those are for dealing with the enemy. How can we use them against Instructor Song?"

Although Wang Hu didn't finish his words, everyone present understood what he meant.

The tactics used to deal with the enemy were more or less insidious. Now, it would be a bad idea to use them against the instructors who taught them skills.

"There is only one solution, do whatever you want." Wang Hu did not force it. It was not like he could not stand the training.

"I still have some stuff here. If you want it, take it. Don't say I didn't help you." After saying that, Wang Biao took out a small cloth bag from his luggage.

This is something that can save lives, so Wang Biao carries it with him all year round.

It's great that he contributed something.

Wang Biao put down his things and went to wash up. He was tired all day and needed a good rest. Otherwise, he might not be able to hold on to the running laps and standing at attention tomorrow morning.

Wang Hu has not made up his mind yet, but Gou Zi is very positive.

He went forward and took some out of the small cloth bag. He decided to give it a try tomorrow.

He didn't force it, it was good to have a day off.

The rest of the people thought about it, and those who had not been forced into a desperate situation chose not to take anything.

They could still hold on for a while. They would not bother with these things for the time being. Finally, Wang Hu was left. He hesitated for a long time, then made up his mind and took the small cloth bag away.

He also decided to give it a try tomorrow.

The next morning, when everyone was about to start their daily routine of running laps, Wang Hu stood up and said to Song Qingci, "Report, Instructor Song. Does your previous statement that I don't need to train as long as I can beat you in a one-on-one fight still count?"

Song Qingci was delighted when he heard this.

Finally there's someone I want to challenge!

"Of course it counts. Why do you want to challenge me?"

''yes!''

"Okay, you are very brave!" Song Qingci gladly accepted Wang Hu's challenge.

This Wang Hu has been lagging behind in almost all training subjects these days. I didn’t expect that he would dare to come and challenge.

"The rest of you, stop running today and stay to see the result." Song Qingci finally met a one-on-one challenger, so he naturally wanted to let people watch for a while.

"Wang Hu, step out!"

Wang Hu felt a little nervous when he was called by Song Qingci.

But now that things have come to this, he can't regret it.

Just grit your teeth and die!

Wang Hu walked out of the line.

"I won't bully you, I'll still let you use one hand." Song Qingci said, "I hope you can hold on for a little longer, don't leave me no chance to attack."

When Dawa heard this, he shrank his head unconsciously.

"Okay." Wang Hu pinched the thing hidden in his palm and answered in a very weak tone.

However, no one laughed at him.

After these days, everyone gradually got to know Song Qingci.

Either don't take action, or when you do, it can shock them.

Even Yin Xing, who had been assisting, became excited. She now admired her young mistress more and more.

Each of these people was taller and stronger than the other, but they were not even a bit scared in front of their young mistress. They were all scolded and kept quiet.

It's so satisfying just looking at it.

Wang Hu's physique was no match for Dawa's. Song Qingci didn't want to defeat him with one move like she did with Dawa. She planned to give him a few more chances to attack.

Otherwise, this challenge would be boring.

"Let's get started!" Song Qingci said, and then she made a common defensive posture in modern fighting. However, she put her right hand, her dominant hand, behind her back.

Wang Hu saw that she had gained momentum and knew that there was no turning back.

At this moment, he regarded Song Qingci as his opponents on the battlefield. He shouted and rushed over.

Facing his punch, Song Qingci dodged effortlessly. Wang Hu's fists were easily avoided by Song Qingci a second before they hit her.

To be honest, although Wang Hu was born in a wild way, he was still very flexible and his fists were powerful. If an ordinary person was hit by his punch, he would probably be seriously injured.

If it were another opponent, his punches would have caused some damage.

Unfortunately, his opponent is Song Qingci.

Wang Hu thought that his punches were fast, but in Song Qingci's eyes, they were not fast at all.

It's like slow motion.

His fists, arms, waist, and footsteps were all flaws in Song Qingci's eyes.

Just a glance can tell how and where his next punch will be.

Wang Hu threw dozens of punches in a row, but did not touch a single corner of Song Qingci's clothes.

When Song Qingci was about to throw his last punch, he did a backflip and jumped out of his damage range.

"Your punches have no staying power, and your boxing style is very messy. If you meet an ordinary person, you can still fight. If you meet someone who has practiced for a few years, you won't be able to gain any advantage. Wang Hu, do you want to continue fighting, or should I end this challenge now?" After Song Qingci stood still, he did not forget to comment on Wang Hu's boxing style.

Wang Hu was provoked by Song Qingci's words. He rushed towards Song Qingci again regardless of everything. Just when his fist rushed in front of Song Qingci, he suddenly changed his fist into a palm, and the powder that had been hidden in the palm of his hand was sprinkled directly towards Song Qingci.

In an instant, a white mist appeared between him and Song Qingci.

All the onlookers were shocked.

Feng Yi was even shocked and stood up!