Chapter 176 I Am Your Fan

Meng Yi was shocked and doubtful, thinking that he was careless for a moment, and he was not willing to admit defeat: "Don't be complacent. I was afraid of hurting you just now, so I only used a small amount of strength. Be careful, I will use my full strength this time."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "That's right, use all your strength. Use as much strength as you need. Otherwise it's pointless to compete."

"Okay! Just wait!"

Meng Yihu roared, sank down on his horse, and a wave of air exploded with him as the center. He suddenly clenched his fist and stomped his foot so hard that the bluestone fell into pieces, and Meng Yi rushed forward like a tiger. He used all his strength with this punch, confident that even a house could collapse.

Jiang Fan's eyes showed satisfaction. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he had actually reached the master level. He was much more powerful than other masters. Meng Yi was indeed proud of himself.

However, such a punch not only did not cause any damage to Jiang Fan, but instead caused Meng Yi to be bounced back like a cannonball, slamming into the wall, causing a large human-shaped hole in the wall.

To Jiang Fan's surprise, the man was not injured at all and quickly jumped back from behind the wall, but his face was filled with unconcealable horror.

"You...you, what's going on?"

He didn't hold back at all just now, he used all his strength, and such a result was simply unbelievable.

Jiang Fan looked at him casually: "Is this the Little Overlord? How disappointing."

The obvious sarcasm and ridicule in his eyes made Meng Yi feel even more humiliated.

"I don't believe it!" He roared, and the energy in his body exploded again. A fierce energy exploded, and everything within a radius of ten feet was blown away.

Oh my god! Jiang Fan was shocked, are you possessed by a Saiyan?

Meng Yi stomped his foot hard, and with a muffled sound, a big hole even appeared on the ground.

This time he was really angry. He used 12% of his strength and absolutely exploded with all his strength.

The result... was no surprise.

The difference is that this time the bully crashed into a rockery and his whole body was buried inside.

He coughed and climbed up from the gravel with a dazed look on his face for a long time, looking at Jiang Fan as if he had seen a ghost.

With all his strength, even his brother Montaigne would not be so contemptuous, but the other party stood with his hands behind his back, not even touching his clothes.

"What kind of magic..."

He looked at the smiling King Xiaoyao in front of him in surprise.

"The magic method?" Jiang Fan said disdainfully: "You are talking about the magic method when you are not as strong as a human? Meng family has been a general for generations, don't you feel embarrassed to say that?"

"This...me!" Meng Yi was speechless. After a while, he suddenly strode over and said, "I lost!"

"It's quite responsible." Jiang Fan said, "Are you convinced?"

Meng Yi gritted his teeth: "Although I don't know how you did it, you are indeed better than me, but I don't accept it!"

"Oh? Still not convinced?"

Meng Yi frowned: "My Meng family has led troops for generations. Let's compare our military skills. If you can win this, I will be convinced!"

"The Art of War?" Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh. You little tiger boy really doesn't know where this young master is from.

"Why are you laughing!" Meng Yi shouted loudly: "Don't you dare to compete!"

You are really asking for trouble. Jiang Fan couldn't help but shook his head: "Okay, listen carefully. I have an art of war and I will recite it to you. If you don't accept it, you can leave immediately."

Meng Yi didn't believe it: "I don't know how you got the title of king, but I don't believe that you are younger than me, and your military skills are deeper than those of my Meng family. Just tell me, even if I think it is a little bit okay, I will kowtow and become your disciple immediately!" "

"Then you should listen carefully..." Jiang Fan blinked and coughed slightly: "Soldiers are a major matter of the country, the place of life and death, and the way of survival. We must pay attention to them."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Meng Yi, who was full of dissatisfaction, was startled. At the same time, a tall military general just walked in the door. Hearing this opening sentence, he couldn't help but stop and listen.

Then I heard Jiang Fan's loud voice: "Therefore, the scriptures are based on five things, and they are calibrated based on calculations and their emotions: one is called Tao, the second is called Heaven, the third is called Earth, the fourth is called General, and the fifth is called Law. The Taoist orders the people. It’s the same as above, so you can die with it, you can live with it, and the people are not afraid of danger. The yin and yang, the cold and the heat, the earth are the rules of wisdom, faith, benevolence, courage, and strictness..."

Meng Yi only felt it slightly at first, but the more he listened, the more dumbfounded he became. His mouth was wide open and his body couldn't help but lean forward, for fear of missing a word.

Not to mention him, even Lu Hanting behind him had a strange look in his eyes.

The general who had just entered was even more shocked.

In the courtyard, there was only Jiang Fanlanglang's voice. Gu Beiyan, who was passing by with tea, couldn't help but stop and listened in rapt attention.

"...Soldiers are also deceitful. Therefore, they show their inability to use it when they can, show their inability to use it when they are close, show their distance when they are close, and show their nearness when they are far. They lure them with benefits, seize them with chaos, and prepare them with reality. When you are strong, you avoid it, when you are angry, you disturb it, when you are humble, you work on it, when you are close to it, you leave it. Attack it unprepared and take it by surprise. The victory of this military strategist cannot be passed on first."

Jiang Fan's voice was like a magic spell, making everyone stunned on the spot, especially the general, whose face was filled with strange light and was inexplicably shocked.

"...If the temple is not the winner before the battle, it should be counted as more; if the temple is not the winner before the battle, it should be the less. More is the victory, less is the defeat, but what if nothing counts? I look at it this way, The outcome is determined!"

As the last few words fell to the ground. The whole courtyard is quiet and you can hear a needle drop. In this world, there is no "Sun Tzu's Art of War" that has been passed down through the ages. However, the emergence of this military holy book is not shocking and inexplicable.

You could hear a needle drop in the courtyard. After a long time, suddenly there was an exclamation from the door: "What a wonderful article in the world!"

"Brother?" Meng Yi, who woke up with a start, turned around and couldn't help but be stunned.

Only then did Jiang Fan notice that there was a tall young military general standing at the door, whose features were somewhat similar to Meng Yi's.

Before he could speak, the military general rushed up in a few steps: "This... this is an ancient text, a sacred book of military strategists! I dare to ask, the follow-up..."

"Wait, wait a moment, he calls you brother...are you...Montaigne?"

Only then did the general wake up and hurriedly bowed and clasped his fists heavily: "General Meng Tian, ​​pay your respects to King Xiaoyao!"

Unexpectedly, it was General Montaigne, the eldest grandson of Commander Meng. Jiang Fan quickly helped him up: "Hello, General Meng."

Montaigne said respectfully: "I have taken the liberty to visit you, and I will disturb you a lot. It is probably because I heard in the army today that my ancestor ordered my younger brother to come to be a disciple. I was afraid that he would be young, frivolous, impulsive and ignorant, and offend the prince, so I hurried here to inform him." Guilty."

Jiang Fan said hurriedly: "Don't say that. What kind of prince am I? I'm just a free and easy person living my life. The general is the pillar of the country."

Montaigne said with admiration: "Your Majesty is too self-effacing. The article on The Art of War just now is a masterpiece that has never been seen in the past. Tian once read the masterpiece "Three Kingdoms" by Your Majesty day and night. He didn't want to hear such a military strategist's scripture today. What a surprise. What a blessing! What a blessing!”

"What? Brother, you said he wrote "Three Kingdoms"?" Meng Yi screamed strangely, jumped over, grabbed Montaigne and pointed at Jiang Fan and asked.

Montaigne kicked him angrily: "This is what the prince did. You idiot, you tell people about "Three Kingdoms" every day, but you don't know about it? This really pisses me off!"

"He...it's actually him? Don't you mean Jiang Yulang?" Meng Yi looked at Jiang Fan up and down, and was shocked.

"Jiang...is the prince!" Montaigne slapped his dirty paws away.

Although I don’t know how the waiter became the prince, but who cares about him? I was overjoyed to see the author. Meng Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.

He is a loyal fan of Three Kingdoms. He has read the first forty-five chapters dozens of times. He often discusses the plots with others with saliva. He especially admires Guan Yu and regards him as his idol. He even made a custom-made Qinglong Yanyue Sword for himself, which weighed more than three hundred kilograms and was always proud to be heavier than Guan Erye's.

He was born into a general, and although he could understand some of the strange books like "Sun Tzu's Art of War", most of them still didn't realize how powerful it was. For Meng Yi of this age, "Three Kingdoms" is even more attractive than "The Art of War".