Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages Chapter 110 – 110 Familiar Scene

110 Familiar Scene

Although the Lord's Guard was a cavalry unit, it was different from the cavalry in ancient society. There were many women in the team.

Fang Ping did not care about taking a shower. He just walked until his feet were sore every day. He relied on Andre's bag of Tranquil Sun Ginseng Water to soothe his pain. It would be good if he could soak in the hot spring.

When this news spread in the team, it was obvious that there was a gender difference. The girls cheered, but the boys looked indifferent.

Sure enough, not long after, a Warrior came over to inform them, “All girls, bring the things you want to wash and follow me.”

Fang Ping took out a piece of yellow melon pancake from his bag and looked at his backpack. There was not much rations left.

Before setting off, he only brought about fifteen days' worth of food. However, Fang Ping had forgotten that after a long period of high-intensity exercise, his appetite would actually increase.

They were still eating this kind of non-nutritious yellow melon pancake. There was not much dried meat. Even if there were occasional additional meals, the dry rations was still consumed quickly.

He hoped that he could reach Fire Dragon City as soon as possible. Otherwise, it would probably be more troublesome when he ran out.

Moreover, there was no bonfire today. There was snow all around. It would probably be another difficult night.

After tidying up, he had just taken a few bites of the yellow melon pancake. Before he was full, a soldier came over and shouted.

“Everyone else, bring what you need to wash and follow me.”

Fang Ping put down his things, picked up two sets of clothes, and followed the others to the hot spring river.

He was not a close-combat fighter, so there were fewer bloodstains and sweat stains. Some other close-combat clothes were extremely dirty. For example, Qing Niao's clothes were not only dirty, but also tattered. However, he had brought a sewing kit and could barely wear them after mending.

However, it had to be said that Qing Niao's sewing skills were not bad.

Everyone left, leaving only the backpacks on the ground. They stopped in place and recorded everyone's location.

“Ji ji.”

A small voice came from the snow.

On the calm snow ground, there was snow slowly falling. Suddenly, a small white head poked out.

It stuck its head out and looked around. Seeing that there was no one around, it stretched out its two small claws, grabbed the snow, and crawled out.

On the white snow, a small thing crawled out. Its body was slender, and its furry beard trembled up and down. Its body was stuck to the snow, and it was very inconspicuous.

It looked around again and carefully took two steps forward. Then, it looked around and saw that there was no movement. It sped up and jumped onto a backpack beside it.

Not long after, the little head poked out of the backpack again. It had a long dark red jerky in its mouth and its lively eyes were moving.

Realizing that there was no one outside, it first crawled out and dragged the jerky out with its mouth.

With a snap, the meat fell on the snow. It jumped down and dragged the dried meat into the hole just now, disappearing.

Fang Ping followed the soldier, stepping on the footprints of the predecessors as he walked forward.

The accumulated snow was still very deep, and there was a vast expanse of white in front of him. However, very quickly, Fang Ping saw a vast expanse of white. The air was filled with dense mist.

The wind here was not strong, and white steam was deposited near the ground, narrowing the range of vision.

Not far away, a group of people left in the opposite direction. It was the girls from the Elite Team.

After walking for a while, Fang Ping saw the hot spring river.

The winding river was embedded in the white snow.

There was no snow on both sides of the riverbank. Instead, there were some green grass and light pink flowers growing. They looked rather special in the snow.

Usually, according to the development of the plot, there would be rare treasures in special places. He did not know if there were any here.

Qing Niao, who was beside him, held a pile of clothes and shook his head. “Isn't this Manli Flower too small? It's probably all plucked by someone.”

Only then did Fang Ping feel that he was thinking too much. This place was so close to Fire Dragon City. If there was really something, it would not be his turn to do anything about it.

“You have forty minutes to wash up. When the time is up, leave immediately.”

After the soldier finished speaking, he stood aside.

Fang Ping followed the rest of the Elite Team and walked toward the hot spring river.

If the river was not wide, it meant that there were upstream and downstream. Everyone wanted to be upstream and cleaner, while downstream would be washed by dirty water.

“William, do you want to spar? One punch each. Whoever retreats first will be below.”

Andre looked at William. Both of them were empty-handed.

Andre had just arrived and did not have any dirty clothes. William, on the other hand, had someone washing his clothes for him.

William stored a lot of things directly in the Lord's Guard. Therefore, while everyone else was living a miserable camping life, William only carried a small bag, but lived a comfortable life.

“Do you think you're very strong just because you awakened your first special characteristic?”

“Don't worry about whether who's strong or not. Just tell me if you want to fight. Whoever wins will be in front.”

“Alright.” As soon as William finished speaking, he took a step and stuck to Andre's side. He threw a punch at Andre's stomach.

Andre was even faster. His fist struck William's chest.

THUD

There was a dull thud.

“Let me tell you, you're not invincible.”

William grabbed Andre's fist and pressed it against his chest. With his other hand, he hit Andre in the stomach and sank in.

Andre smiled as if the fist in his stomach did not exist. He did not look like he had been hit at all.

His left hand curled into a fist, palm up, and moved to his waist.

“You think you've defended yourself?” Andre shook his head.

Fang Ping saw a familiar scene on Andre again.

“Ha!”

Andre shouted, bent his knees, and sank his body. His left shoulder moved back, and his right fist, which was pressed against William's chest, instantly exerted strength.

THUD!

Another thud.

William took two steps back before stabilizing himself.

“I won.”

William stared at Andre. “Ivan's techniques. He taught you.”

“I've only learned a little from Ivan. It's enough.”

William did not say anything else. He turned around and left, not going to the hot spring river again.

Andre grinned at Fang Ping and Qing Niao, then walked toward the uppermost part of the river.

Fang Ping had seen Andre and Reeves from the Feral Wolf Gang before. When they were fighting, he had felt that Andre's technique was very special. Now, this feeling was even more obvious.

In this Western-oriented world, the attacks were more similar to boxing and the straight slashes of swords.

On Andre's body, Fang Ping saw the shadow of traditional martial arts. It was not his arm exerting force, but his waist, shoulders, and even his entire body exerting force.

That punch at such a close distance just now had a different impact to a normal punch they were used to.

Of course, Fang Ping did not know much about martial arts. He could only say that it felt more like it.

Those who studied psychology paid attention to feelings. Fang Ping believed that there was definitely a reason for this feeling.

With Andre and William taking the lead, the people behind began to challenge each other and fight.

The stronger ones were basically very harmonious. They walked up and down the river in the order they came.

Of course, Fang Ping did not believe that they would be so harmonious. Which person who could enter the Elite Team if they did not have a competitive spirit?

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