Peerless Pirates

The Xuzhou archer named "Zhao Wu" died in the end. His sternum was broken by Xing Ba, and the broken ribs were inserted into his heart, killing him immediately. When Song Zheng got the news, he was silent. He looked at

Taking a look at the Michigan players on the field, will anyone among his brothers follow in the footsteps of "Zhao Wu"?

It's hard to tell whether Xing Ba's kick was intentional or unintentional. If it was to maintain the charging formation, it would make sense. However, this is a living human life, and Xing Ba could not have been unaware of the strength of his kick.

Even if the formation is slightly affected, he can definitely make a detour. The Qingzhou team had the upper hand at that time, and a detour would not affect the outcome at all. There is no deep hatred between the two teams, so why bother?

In addition to feeling a little resentful towards Xing Ba, Song Zheng was also a little worried. Yesterday afternoon at the training ground, he saw that there were only twenty-eight people in the Qingzhou team, including three strong men who were second only to Xing Ba in stature.

But they did not appear on the field today. This is almost blatantly telling others that they have hidden their strength. Are there four substitutes on the field today? In this case, there should be one more person who was hidden together with the three strong men.

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Song Zheng looked around and found that Luan Huan, Wei Datong, and coaches from other teams were all standing in the crowd. Since coaches from each team were not allowed to play, a special place was set up on the right side of the platform for each team.

Team coach Wei Datong was shaking his head proudly and saying something excitedly. Luan Huan still had powder on her face, looking like a monster. However, his face was as dark as water at this time, and there was no trace of it.

Excited and still looking around.

Song Zheng suddenly remembered that the monk Huairen had said last night that Wanyan Yusheng might appear at the martial arts competition. It seemed that although Luan Yan had lost the information given by Huairen, he was still looking for Wanyan Yusheng.

Traces of Yan Yusheng. However, there were many people dressed as scholars in the audience at this time, and Wanyan Yuse was dressed in men's clothing. Even if Luan Huan read the information, it would be difficult to identify them, not to mention that Song Zheng did not show him the information last night.

Chance.

Luan Huan now has something to worry about. His Qingzhou team still ended the game with a fierce fighting style, and it still retained its strength. It was really strong.

Song Zheng glanced at Xin Yu next to him again. Did this guy also hide part of his strength? Song Zheng was a little unpredictable.

Influenced by the Qingzhou team, the Dengzhou team and the Yizhou team both chose a similar personnel arrangement to the Qingzhou team. The shield player, a "unit" that seemed to be purely defensive in the past, was greatly affected by Qingmi, and turned into a

A powerful offensive method that many people had not thought of. Of course, the venue has become smaller and the team's mobility has been restricted. Although the competition has become more intense, it also limits the use of ad hoc methods. Without

It is undoubtedly a good method to use the shield hand as the main method before you have time to adapt to the new rules and think of new methods.

The match between the Dengzhou team and the Yizhou team was particularly fierce. In addition to the Yizhou team, the group the Dengzhou team was in also included Jeju and Laizhou, and they were all very close in strength. This battle was completely a battle of strength, with extremely low technical content.

There are twenty shield soldiers on both sides. It’s hard to tell the difference. No one can push the other, and there are no archers. The only thing that matters is the skill of swordsmen and gunmen. Maybe it’s because the Dengzhou team has navy troops stationed all year round.

reason, so the kung fu was slightly higher. In the end, neither side planted the team flag on the opponent's point, but the Dengzhou team won because there were two less "dead" people than the opponent.

The morning competition was over. Qiao Zhenchuan left surrounded by generals and guards. The onlookers also left the venue one after another, and each participating team also walked to their stations on the mountain. Song Zheng said hello to Ming'er from afar, Then he followed the Mizhou Wuyuan team back to the station. Ming'er led Wanyan Yusheng and others as if they were playing, walking around here and there, hanging far behind Song Zheng and others. As for Zhu Jian and other Imperial City Secretary The men and horses moved farther away, searching for suspicious characters to see if anyone was watching them.

A quarter of an hour after Song Zheng returned to the station, Wanyan Yusheng and others arrived at the Wuyuan Station. Song Zheng arranged for them to move into Yang Tong's house. Yang Tong was still missing, and Li Hongniang did not take the initiative to give Song Zheng any news. , which made Song Zheng a little worried.

After Wanyan Yusheng and others sat down, Song Zheng asked with a smile, "Brother Yan, how do you feel after watching it all morning?"

"What's the point?" Wanyan Yuse took off the scarf and shook her hair, "On such a small area, dozens of people can't do anything. How can it be compared to riding a horse to fight? Enjoyable!”

"What do you know?" Wanyan Yusheng glared at him, then turned to Song Zheng and said: "The match this morning was really exciting. The gunman from Qizhou Martial Arts Academy and the big guy from Qingzhou Martial Arts Academy are all masters. The two teams The general is not a simple person. He can command properly and respond quickly. He must be a general!"

Before Song Zheng could say anything, Wanyan Yuse said, "The big man beat his chest towards you at the end. What did that mean? Was he provoking you? Have you ever fought with him?"

This time, Wanyan Yusheng did not scold him, but showed interest.

Just when Song Zheng was about to reply, Ming'er, who had always been taciturn, seemed to be dissatisfied with Wanyan Yuse's appearance, and replied coldly: "Huh, our young master almost beat him to the ground, even their mentor Wei Datong was here The young master suffered a loss! Even if..." Ming'er suddenly stopped, and she almost said that Song Zheng and Luan Xi also fought against each other.

"Really? Are you so powerful? I can't tell! Tell me quickly!" Wanyan Yuse didn't have time to care about Ming'er's attitude, but instead asked again with interest. She moved her stool towards Song Zheng , holding his chin with one hand, looking at Song Zheng with his big eyes flickering.

Song Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. The Wanyan Yusheng brothers and sisters were now in danger, but Wanyan Yuse didn't seem to know anything about it, and they were so interested. In desperation, he had to briefly explain his fight with Wei Datong and Xing Ba. After a while, Wanyan Yuse was not satisfied, and repeatedly asked about the details of the fight. She even stood up and started making gestures as Song Zheng said, causing Wanyan Yusheng to tell her to sit down several times.

Because I was afraid of the trouble of entering again after going out, I had lunch at the Mizhou Wuyuan station. The Qizhou Wuyuan arranged it well and found several restaurants outside the hospital to deliver meals to the various Wushu teams. Maybe it was a station. Everyone was a little tired after a whole morning, so this meal was particularly delicious.

Before Song Zheng had finished his meal, Lu Hong rushed in boldly. He knew Ming'er naturally, but found that there was another woman in men's clothing in the room. Taking a closer look, it was the one he met in Longshan Town. Yan Zise. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then his eyes drifted between her and Song Zheng, meaning, when did you two hook up?

Song Zheng glared at him, "What's going on? You're so flustered!"

Lu Hong said quickly: "The general from Xuzhou Martial Arts Academy is looking for you. It seems that there is something wrong!"

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Song Zheng followed Lu Hong outside the house, and saw a look of sorrow and anger on the face of the general of the Xuzhou team. When he saw Song Zheng, he quickly clasped his fists and said, "Are you Song Xiaolang?"

"It's Song, who is your brother?"

"My surname is Lu, and my last name is the Chinese character for spring. I must have met Xiao Lang on the field this morning."

"It turns out it's Brother Lu. Even though your court is defeated by You Rong, it's just Brother Zhao... Alas, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in heaven, Brother He, you should show your condolences!"

He Chun's face became more sad, and tears flowed from his eyes. After he wiped it, he said in a deep voice: "Song Xiaolang, can you do me a favor?"

Song Zheng vaguely knew what the other party was going to say, and hesitantly said, "It's hard to say whether the Mizhou team can pass the Yunzhou level. As for the match against the Qingzhou team, I'm not even sure. Song knows what you mean, but everything has its own answer.

Rules, Song will not do anything that breaks the rules!"

"Xing Ba did that on purpose!" He Chun's voice was a little high, and he hurriedly lowered his voice, ""Zhao Wu is my cousin, and I have been brothers and sisters since childhood. I didn't expect that he would die like this. I can't wait to send that Xing

I beat that bastard into thousands of pieces. Unfortunately, my skills are inferior to others and I am no match for that guy. The story of Xiaolang defeating that guy has been spread among the martial arts teams in various places. As for the matter of you eradicating gangsters in Mizhou, I will also tell you about it.

Others have heard about it. I know that you are wise in martial arts and are the best at that time, so I found your head."

Then, Lu Chun put his hand into his arms, and Lu Hong looked at him on the side. Song Zheng said solemnly, "This is my brother, you just say it doesn't matter!" Upon hearing this, Lu Hong held his chest and head high, as if

A heroic appearance.

Lu Chun pondered for a moment and said, "He has five hundred taels of silver here, which are all promissory notes from Datong Bank in Licheng. As long as you can remove them, the silver will be yours." As he said that, he handed over a small bundle of paper.

He took it out and found that it was a banknote rolled into a small cylinder.

Song Zheng was surprised, who is this Lu Chun? How come he has so much money with him?

Seeing Song Zheng's surprise, Lv Chun explained in a low voice, "Although Lv's hometown is in Xuzhou, my father has been doing some raw silk business here, and his family background is pretty good. Lv just took the money from his father, and the rest

No one knows, Xiao Lang, don’t worry!”

Although Song Zheng is greedy for money, he owns one-third of King Lu's secret treasure. How could he be intimidated by a mere five hundred taels of silver. It's just that this silver is hard to get. He pretended to have just woken up, waving his hands and saying, "

Brother Lu, this is a life-threatening matter, how can you ask Song to agree to it!"

Lu Chun wanted to say more. Song Zheng said, "Brother Lu, if you want to push me again, don't blame Xiao Lang for seeing off the guests!"

"I also know that this matter has put Xiao Lang in a difficult position. How about this? As long as Xiao Lang can remove one of Xing Ba's arms, the five hundred taels of silver will still belong to Xiao Lang!"

"No! I will never accept the money!" Song Zheng still refused.

When Lu Chun left disappointed, Song Zheng said softly behind him, "Song will definitely go all out against the Qingzhou team." Although this was almost silent, Lu Chun still looked happy.

He turned back and glanced at Song Zheng. However, Song Zheng had no expression on his face. Instead, he turned around and walked towards the house.

Lu Hong looked at the two of them curiously and quickly followed them.

"Do you really want to destroy that Xing Ba?" Lu Hong lowered his voice.

"Did I say that? Don't we need to try our best to win against Qingzhou?" Song Zheng glared at him, "Go and eat your food!"

Lu Hong stumbled back to the house. Song Zheng stood at the door, watching Lu Chun's retreating figure. Gradually, this figure overlapped with someone he had seen.