Dressing up as a man: The Revenge Girl is 14 years old

Chapter 22 Choosing a Horsewhip as a Weapon

The days passed quickly, and Pan Xiang sent Quan Zhi finally arrived.

Those on the three-inch pulpit don't know anything, with a fair face, vermilion lips, phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows, and a dignified appearance.Wearing a blue robe, black beaded crown, straight hair without a trace of mess, about the same age as Jijiu Kongde, at most over forty years old.

He is a wise and intelligent man, this is Yu Xia's first impression of him.

Kong De didn’t know anything about the introduction, so he gave the platform to him, stood aside, saw that he communicated well with the students, smiled lightly, and left quietly.

"Students, Quan doesn't read much, so he can't explain the big principles, but he is especially fond of boxing skills. Today, the autumn is crisp and clear, why don't we go to the martial arts field together, how about we study together?"

The lecture hall suddenly became lively and cheered.

Most boys in their teens are active by nature. How many of them like to sit at the desk and listen to those boring "Zhihu Zheye"?Knowing nothing, he smiled, got off the podium, and went out the door first.

I don't know that instead of arranging according to the previous ceremony, 36 people formed two circles, one big and one small, one inside and one outside.

He stood in the circle with his hands behind his back, "Everyone, if I say that I have fought against 36 people by myself, would you believe me?"

"Master Quan, that's not how cowhide is blown." It was Xue Yuanjing who was in a good mood who spoke at this time.

"We have a total of 36 people. No matter how bad we are, how can we not beat you alone?" Tian Pingye continued.

Others also chirped to refute ignorance.

I don't know how to purse my lips and smile, and said: "I have prepared all kinds of weapons, please choose your own, and then we will come to the competition, and you will see the truth. You can choose the weapons in half a stick of incense, think about it yourself, and choose what suits you weapons. Hurry up!"

Yu Xia looked in the direction where she didn't know her fingers, and saw all kinds of weapons lying quietly on the grass not far from them. Under the sunlight, they were shining silver and silver, so magnificent!
Yu Xia managed to get out of the chaotic crowd, saw Wen Zhimo and Pan Qingyu standing leisurely beside her, and walked over with a smile, "Both brothers, have you chosen?"

Wen Zhimo chuckled, and said, "I still have to choose? I am a sharpshooter, so of course I have to use a bow! Qing Xun has practiced double swords since he was a child, so of course he chose the unique three-foot double sword. By the way, Ah Xia, what weapon did you choose?"

Yu Xia raised the silver horsewhip in his hand, Wen Zhimo was dumbfounded when he saw it, "No way, horsewhip?"

Yu Xia heard, "What's wrong?"

I saw Pan Qingjue on the side twitching the corners of his mouth unnaturally, and said with a smile: "On the battlefield, I have seen people who shoot the enemy with a bow, stab the enemy with a sword, and slash the enemy with a knife. But I have never seen a horsewhip. enemy's!"

Yu Xiali's face was on fire, and he laughed twice, "Yes! The lethality is too small, right! Then...then I will pick it again."

Yu Xia turned around and ran towards the chaotic crowd, but she was so weak that she couldn't squeeze in, so she could only stand outside the crowd and worry.

At this time, all I could hear was a loud shout: "Okay, everyone, the time to choose weapons is over!"

For a while, the people who had chosen their weapons walked back happily.The few people who didn't choose well, didn't care what 21, picked up one at random, and ran back.

(End of this chapter)