: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Biao set out a formation and punched the air in place. As usual, the wind was fierce. When the fist reached the wind, each fist triggered a small hurricane in the area. The left fist was closed, the right fist was released again, the right fist was closed, and the left fist was released again. Each fist was continuous, extremely ornamental, making the audience dare not even blink, because if you blink, you will miss at least one punch.

The boxing style of the Lion City School has always been gorgeous, and it shows its advantages over the Lion City School in performance. In terms of actual combat, the Lion City School and the Lion City School naturally have their own advantages. However, in terms of ornamentality, the simple and unpretentious Lion City School is completely incomparable to the Lion City School.

Except for the Lion Yan Ji Cang Army, the others present were all laymen in martial arts and could not understand boxing. However, they all thought Duan Biao's boxing was very good, and they were eager to try it out, which inspired an urge to compete with Duan Biao.

After performing for a long time, Duan Biao sweated heavily, stopped his fists and feet, adjusted his breathing, and said loudly with a smile: "I'm ugly! I'm not as good as our coach. I just punch and I can't think of any other tricks, so it may seem a bit monotonous. Anyway, I'll just fight, and you can't do anything to watch, thank you for your support! Thank you for your support!"

With the applause, Yuan Nan'er walked into the sight of everyone and smiled: "Thank you to Captain Duan for the wonderful performance of Lion City boxing that he brought to us. As we all know, the Lion Flame Army is an army and is about to fight. During the war, fire attack is very important, so Daxia Jiang brought us a performance of fire. Fist and kick skills are also very important, so Captain Duan brought us a performance of Lion City boxing. There is also a particularly important skill that can play a miraculous role on the battlefield. Guess what it is?"

"Arrow!" Ji Ping immediately broke the suspense and shouted.

Yuan Nan'er chuckled and said, "Yes, the important skill I want to talk about is what General Ji Ping calls archery. No matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of kitchen knives. No matter how sharp the kitchen knives are, he will be afraid of arrows shot from afar. The open spear is easy to block, but the hidden arrows are difficult to prevent. General Ji Ping is a famous sharpshooter in the Lion Flame Army. He can pass through the sun for hundreds of steps. Next, please ask General Ji Ping to bring us - bows and arrows to us! Please give us a greeting!"

As the applause rang out in thunder, Ji Ping carried the bow and quivering on his back, walked to the bonfire with a smile, and nodded to the surroundings.

Jiang Lie smiled and thought, "Ji Ping is really worthy of being the king of the Jijia Village child. He exudes the aura of 'social aura' everywhere. He is really a complete social aura."

"Personnel Duan, come with props!" Ji Ping shouted arrogantly.

"As for your order!" Duan Biao said, then moved a large wooden stake and placed it on a piece of land far away from Ji Ping.

The large wooden stake was covered with cloth strips, all with some auspicious words.

Under Duan Biao's careful teaching, Ji Ping has learned all the words posted on the wooden stakes.

"I'll introduce my performance first. Have you seen that wooden stake? There are many cloth strips on the wooden stake, and there are words on the cloth strips, which are all good words. I hope that my family and friends can cooperate with me and actively be my assistant. If you are my assistant, you can choose a word on the wooden stake, and then I will shoot that word with an arrow, so the family can take away the festive cloth strip. Maybe you know?" Ji Ping said and took out an arrow from the quiver, "If you don't trust me, those who are close to the wooden stake can move to the side, safety is the first! Well, which friend and which family member are willing to be the first lucky one? One word is one, and the chances are limited!"

Jiang Lie gently patted Yuan Nan'er on the shoulder: "You can volunteer to give Ji Ping a favor?"

"Okay, just support me!" Yuan Nan'er said, then raised her hand, "I, me!"

Ji Ping smiled and said, "Okay! Welcome Sister Jiang!"

Mrs. Jiang?

Yuan Nan'er was immediately ashamed. This was the first time in her life that she was called Jiang Dasao. Although this title seems reasonable, it sounds extremely strange to Yuan Nan'er.

As a Qiuyan, Ji Ping is not used to calling Yuan Nan'er the eldest princess like others. It was only after coming to Soul-Surfing Island that Ji Ping had the opportunity to call Yuan Nan'er, but he had only called Yuan Nan'er sister-in-law before, but he never called him sister-in-law. Not to mention "Sister-in-law Jiang" who made Yuan Nan'er chill at this time.

Jiang Lie didn't realize how Ji Ping originally called Yuan Nan'er. Although he thought this title was a bit strange, he didn't think too much, and just applauded happily.

"Ji Ping, I'll give you another chance, why do you call me?" Yuan Nan'er asked in a false angrily manner.

Ji Ping never cared about how to call others and how to be called by others. After all, when he was in Daishan, the little kids who were still stinking to call him his younger brother, so when he called others, he often did whatever he wanted and called him whatever he wanted.

Faced with Yuan Nan'er's questioning, Ji Ping had to show two rows of big white teeth and laughed: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, princess sister-in-law, hehe. Which word does the princess sister-in-law want to ejaculate?"

Yuan Nan'er gave Ji Ping a blank look, looked at the wooden stake, and accidentally stared at the "lifelong life".

"A lifetime" is the simplest of all the words on the wooden stake, with the least strokes, but the richest meanings.

Yuan Nan'er glanced at Jiang Lie, then turned her head: "That's the one-life for a lifetime."

In fact, Ji Ping did not recognize all the characters, but he could tell which word is which word. For example, "A lifetime", he could not tell which word is "life" and which word is "life", but he recognized "one". As long as he found the four-character word whose first and third characters are "one", he knew that the word was "life".

"Look! I'll be there forever! Come!" Ji Ping Zhang's bow posed for an arrow. In the blink of an eye, he released the bowstring. The arrow from the string flew to the wooden stake in an instant and nailed a strip of cloth.

Everyone looked closely and saw that the strip of cloth shot by the arrow said "A lifetime of life".

Everyone applauded and cast awesome look on Ji Ping.

Ji Ping put down his bow and signaled everyone to stop applauding first, and asked: "A lifetime is a good word! I dare to ask why the princess sister-in-law chose this word among so many words?"

Yuan Nan'er couldn't help but look at Jiang Lie again and smiled: "A lifetime is a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, and represents eternity. As a member of the Lion Flame Army, whether you go elsewhere to develop in the future, your relationship with the Lion Flame Army will last forever, and the friendship between your comrades will last forever. Of course, my relationship with Jiang Daxia must be a lifetime forever!"

Duan Biao began to take the lead in cheering again with interest: "Ahhh! A lifetime! A lifetime!"
Chapter completed!