Chapter 783: The Happiness of a Baller
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It was rare for two top-notch experts to fight. The soldiers surrounded them to watch.
In the battle with Qin Canglan, Su Mots strength was displayed bit by bit.
Seeing that Su MO had actually taken so many moves in the hands of the Grand Marshal, Liu Ren finally believed that Su MO had indeed not used his full strength just now.
Qin Canglan’s spear shot out like a dragon and attacked Su Mo’s lower body. Su
MO tapped the ground with his spear and jumped up. He flipped over Qin Canglan’s back and attacked him with a beautiful reversal the moment he landed.
Qin Canglan did not turn around. He stabbed the red tassel spear into the ground. Su MO’s spearhead pierced his red tassel spear.
“Great!”
In the crowd, someone clapped and cheered.
Su MO smiled. “Granduncle, it seems you’re still young. Then what about this
He decisively retracted his spear, raised it above his head, and turned in the air before slashing down.
There were no complicated moves, only simple heavy strikes.
Qin Canglan held the red tassel spear with both hands and blocked his attack.
Then, Qin Canglan praised, “It’s been a long time since welast fought. Your internal strength has become much deeper.”
Su MO retracted his spear. “Thank you for letting me win!”
The two of them exchanged more than ten moves. The soldiers’ blood boiled as they watched, wishing they could be as powerful as the two of them.
The soldiers were intoxicated and wished that the two of them could continue fighting. However, at this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind everyone. “Why aren’t you training early in the morning? Why are you all gathered here?”
Everyone’s expressions changed.
Qin Canglan and Su MO stopped gesturing.
A general in armor and holding a helmet strode over. This person was none other than Leng Tiannan’s biological uncle, Leng Kui.
Five years ago, after Wu Anjun died in battle with Wei Xu and a few children of the Wei family, he took over the army at the border. Emperor Jing Xuan conferred him the title of First-grade General of the North.
In the Great Zhou, the highest position of a general was the Grand Marshal, and below that was athe First-grade General.
Leng Kui said with a dignified aura, “All of you are standing here. Is there no need to train?”
Everyone dispersed.
Only Leng Kui, Liu Ren, Qin Canglan, and Su MO were left on the noisy venue.
Qin Canglan and Su MO came to the border in the name of escorting the provisions. If necessary, the two of them could be mobilized, but the real person in charge was Leng Kui.
Leng Kui seemed to have only seen Qin Canglan and Su MO at this moment. He cupped his hands at Qin Canglan indifferently. “So it’s the Old Duke who’s guiding the soldiers in martial arts. I came at the wrong time.”
Qin Canglan smiled faintly. “It’s not guidance. I’m bored and want to spar with Mo’er.”
Leng Kui gave a fake smile. “Then I’m afraid I’ll have to disturb the two of you. Why don’t we talk in the tent? General Liu, come too.”
Liu Ren cupped his hands. “Yes.”
The group went to Leng Kui’s tent.
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