My vicious dog, my horse, I can do whatever I want with it

The Right Camp is no pushover, how can they let themselves be bullied like this? How can Zong Yanli fight again after defeating six people in a row?

"Could it be that in your right camp you only have one person named Zong Yanli who can fight?" The man who walked out of the crowd was none other than Jin Da from the left camp.

"I'm going to fight you." Before Monk and the others could say anything, Wen Nian, who was standing nearby, took a step forward.

"Who are you?" Jin Da looked Wen Nian up and down. Looking at his simple clothes, it was obvious that he was not a person of status.

"The right camp is called Xuanying, and it is known as Wennian."

Hearing this unfamiliar name, Jinda frowned slightly in dissatisfaction, and said with a bit of arrogance: "You guys from the right camp just brought some small fish and shrimps, which is not interesting, right?"

Wen Nian tilted his head and asked, "Do you want to fight?"

Seeing the situation about to break out, everyone around made way for them.

The ring has been broken, so if we want to fight now, we have to do it here in the open space.

"General, don't say that I don't admit defeat. This is just the energy of young people." The generals on the stage watched as the fight broke out again. For a moment, they didn't know whether they should stop it. However, Peng Deqing was happy to see it.

"It's just a martial arts competition." Originally, Zong Yanhongjing wanted to ask someone to stop it, but when he looked closely, he saw that the person fighting was Wen Nian.

Zong Yanhongjing sat back down silently. He also wanted to see if Wen Nian had learned anything from following Zong Yanli.

The two men competing, one holding a gun and the other holding a sword.

The onlookers were all very familiar with Jin Da, but they seemed to have rarely heard of Wen Nian who suddenly appeared. It had been a long time since Wen Nian's time in the recruit camp, and he had no achievements and was naturally gradually forgotten. Now he came out to fight against Jin Da.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like they are here to deliver food.

At least except for Monkie and his friends, no one is optimistic about Wen Nian.

"Can he do it?" Jie Hu said with a frown.

"Before, among our subordinates, only the team leader could hold Wen Nian down. Do you think he can do it?" Monk is very confident now. He thinks that the team leader is so strong. If Wen Nian, as the team leader's bodyguard slave, is not even as good as the team leader, then who is protecting whom?

With this feeling in mind, Monkie was very excited and prepared to watch Jinda being beaten.

And that was indeed the fact. Wen Nian did not respond as cautiously as Zong Yanli did. Instead, he launched a killing move!

It looks like a martial arts competition, but to the audience, it looks more like killing the enemy.

On weekdays, Wen Nian looks inconspicuous, and he is even quiet. At least he is the kind of person who would not attract attention. But once he faces the enemy, Wen Nian's aura suddenly changes, and he seems to be reborn, revealing his fierceness.

This didn't feel like a competition at all, but more like a vicious dog's bite.

Jin Da underestimated Wen Nian and found it increasingly difficult to defend himself. In contrast, Wen Nian became more and more ferocious. His spear easily cut through Jin Da's soft armor, and in an instant Jin Da's arm was stained with blood.

It was very different from Zong Yanli's step-by-step and martial ethics-based competition.

"Does Jinda have any grudge against this guy called Wennian?" Everyone looked at him strangely, wondering, if there was no grudge, why would he kill him so cruelly?

"I think this is a big grudge..." Those who don't know would think it's a grudge of having his wife stolen! Look at this fight, the flashing of swords and sabers scared the onlookers so much that they all stepped back two or three steps in unison, fearing that they would be implicated.

"Ouch!" With a scream, everyone saw Wen Nian knock the sword out of Jin Da's hand with one hand.

The spear was swung out like a whip and hit Jinda directly on the shoulder blade on the back.

"Wow!" Jin Da staggered and spit out blood after being hit hard. In a blink of an eye, he saw Wen Nian holding a sword pointing directly at his eyes. He did not conceal his surging murderous intent. Wen Nian's face was fierce and he seemed to have no intention of holding back.

"Wen Nian!" A cold shout rang out, and Jin Da sat down on the ground. The tip of the spear in Wen Nian's hand just stopped in front of Jin Da's eyes.

Wen Nian stopped and put away his gun. At that moment, his aura seemed to be withdrawn as well: "Thank you."

Wen Nian took a step and returned naturally to Zong Yanli's side.

Everyone then realized belatedly that the voice that had just called out was Zong Yanli. Was Wen Nian actually Zong Yanli's man?

No one expected that the right battalion, which had always been at the bottom of the list, would produce two fierce generals, Zong Yanli and Wen Nian. Yang Liqun, who was standing next to him, almost laughed his face off, and said with a bit of mockery: "It's really rare! There are people who are willing to let me hit them!"

"Hahahaha!" Yang Liqun's laughter was truly arrogant, and Peng Deqing was completely silent this time. He did not expect that even Jin Da would be defeated.

"Let Zong Yanli and Wen Nian come to see me." Zong Yanhongjing was very satisfied after hearing a lot of flattering words, such as "The general has taught his son well" and "A good father will have a good son".

Zong Yanhongjing, who seemed calm, smiled brightly after turning around. Gong Yushu, who was standing beside him, looked at Zong Yanhongjing's behavior and said sourly, "Is the general relieved now? Zong Yanli fought Shi Potian hard, and he is only fifteen years old now."

Gong Yushu said with a sigh of relief: "I wonder what he will look like in a few years."

Zong Yanhongjing couldn't hide his joy, pretending to be serious and coughing, "But he won a competition, and he will have more to learn in the future."

"Alright, alright, there's no one else here, why are you pretending?" Gong Yushu couldn't stand Zong Yanhongjing being like this, and said with disdain: "Your beard is almost standing up with pride."

"Oh... I wish I had a son like this." Gong Yushu's heart was filled with sadness. He had quite a few sons, and although they were not bad, they were far inferior to Zong Yanli.

"If you try harder, let your wife give birth to another child." Zong Yanhongjing smiled.

"Screw you!"

When Zong Yanli and Wen Nian arrived at the main tent, Zong Yanhongjing and Gong Yushu had already regained their usual dignified demeanor.

Zong Yanli was the first to step forward and bow.

Zong Yanhong nodded, pointed at the letter on the table and said, "Take a look for yourself."

Zong Yanli did not hesitate. He strode forward, picked up the letter on the table and took a closer look. The content of the letter was nothing else but asking Pingnanying to return to support Nankang. The letter emphasized that Nankang had invaded the border many times, and this time he wanted to teach Nankang a lesson.

"Father wants me to go?" Zong Yanli understood after a moment's thought and immediately raised his eyes to ask.

"Yes." Zong Yanhong nodded, turned to look at Zong Yanli and said, "Although you are still young, your father does not know whether you can lead the army, but judging from today's battle with Shi Potian."

"You are calm even in the face of a powerful enemy. You know when to advance and retreat, and you are both offensive and defensive. You seem to have the ability to meet the enemy." Zong Yanli couldn't say anything more disgusting. He just looked at Zong Yanli with relief and said, "Going to Nankang may not be a completely good thing."

"Do you dare to go?" Zong Yanhongjing narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Zong Yanli.