Peerless Pirates

On the court, the Qingzhou team and the Michigan team were fighting in full swing. Off the court, Lu Chun, the former Xuzhou team's general, was also standing in the audience. The other players had returned to Xuzhou, but he was the only one who stayed here, waiting for this game.

. Let’s see if Song Zheng can destroy Xing Ba and avenge his dead cousin.

At this time, the chaos on the field had just begun. The archers located on the east and west sides of the field were intercepted by the opponent's ten shield players. Because the formation of the shield players was quite good, the archers had little success. But there was one Michigan player.

The characteristic is that they can run. When the shield men surround them, they will scatter.

The Qingzhou team has been divided into three parts, leaving a gap in the middle. The scattered Mizhou archers have space to intersect, suppressing the several shield players on both sides, making them unable to advance or retreat. The shield players did not dare to

To disperse, you must maintain your formation, otherwise, it will be easy for archers to find opportunities.

In the middle battlefield, the remaining five shield bearers were all the strongest members of the Qingzhou team. Although they were surrounded by three Mizhou players each, these people still resisted with all their strength and kept knocking away their spears and wooden sticks. However, it was difficult no matter how difficult it was.

Take one step forward.

The remaining spearman of the Qingzhou team was killed by Zu Jie with an arrow. General Wu Dingkun had to be on guard against Zu Jie's sharp arrows at all times and could not concentrate on commanding. Song Zheng waved his hand to Zu Jie and walked through the melee crowd.

, came to Wu Dingkun.

Wu Dingkun looked at Song Zheng, his eyes were red, "I thought Song Xiaolang was a famous man, but he fought in such a dirty way. I am really shameless!"

Song Zheng chuckled, "What, you're not convinced? Then let me ask Brother Wu, if you really fight on the battlefield, how many percent of the Qingzhou team members do you think can survive?"

Wu Dingkun was speechless for a moment, but he rolled his eyes and said, "Song Xiaolang, do you dare to fight with me alone?"

Song Zheng had no weapon in his hand, only a broken arrow. Wu Dingkun believed that as long as he captured it with a big flagpole, there would still be room for redemption in this battle.

"Fight alone? Okay!" Song Zheng said, making a gesture behind his back with his hand behind his back.

Wu Dingkun was delighted, "You agreed?"

Song Zheng nodded and said, "I promise you!"

Wu Dingkun waved the flag, opened his posture, and stared directly at Song Zheng. Song Zheng shouted, "Look at the arrow!" The broken arrow in his hand was thrown out. Wu Dingkun quickly swept it with the flagpole, and the broken arrow was thrown out.

The arrow swept down. Before he could feel happy, Zu Jie's arrow shot over. Wu Dingkun couldn't dodge and hit his chest, leaving a white spot.

Voices from hundreds of households outside the stadium rang out, "General Qingzhou is about to leave."

"Song Xiaolang, you don't mean what you say!" Wu Dingkun became anxious and was about to pounce.

"I promised you, but my brother didn't. This is a battlefield!" Song Zheng shouted sharply.

The voice of Baihu rang again, "Qingzhou General, the end!"

Wu Dingkun suddenly woke up when he remembered the severe punishment measures. He threw the flagpole to the ground, turned around and left.

When the other Qingzhou team members saw Song Zheng picking up their team flag, they were all shocked. Regardless of their formation, they all rushed towards Song Zheng, including the shield soldiers on both sides. These people naturally attracted the archers.

As if taking care of them, Zujie shot out all the remaining arrows, and five more shield soldiers were hit by the arrows.

When the team re-formed into a melee, the Qingzhou team only had ten shield players left. As for the Mizhou team, except for Qu Shenggang who was forced to jump out of the field, the rest of the people did nothing at all, even the one who stepped on the high-key.

After coming down, he gave one of the sticks to Zu Jie. Lu Hong also got angry and carried the flagpole of the Michigan team in his hand, and fought with a gunner and a Qingzhou shield soldier.

After Xing Ba knocked away the weapons of the Mizhou team, he rushed straight towards Song Zheng. The one stickman and two spearmen who had besieged him dispersed to deal with the shield soldiers coming from both sides, leaving Xing Ba behind.

Ba and Song Zheng duel. This is a sign of strong trust in Song Xiaolang, and the other is naturally a hint from someone.

Song Zheng was inferior to Xing Ba in terms of physical strength, but he did not dodge. Instead, he thrust the flagpole forward and pressed it against Xing Ba's shield.

Xing Ba was very powerful, and Song Zheng retreated continuously. Perhaps out of fear, Xing Ba used all his strength, and Song Zheng naturally retreated faster. He had a look of exertion and anxiety on his face, but in fact, although his strength was

There is a gap between him and Xing Ba, but it's not as big as the two people's bodies show.

The Qingzhou team's bottom line was getting closer and closer, and Xing Ba felt happy. As long as he pushed Song Xiaolang out, the rest of the Mizhou team would be scattered, and he could grab another stick and kill everyone, and he could save the defeat.

Before Xing Ba could laugh out loud, Song Zheng suddenly let go of the flagpole. Xing Ba couldn't stop it in time, and suddenly fell to the ground, throwing a dog to grab the shit. Song Zheng smiled sheepishly, but ignored him. He turned around and pretended

He was so amused that he picked up the Qingzhou team flag and was about to throw it out of the field, but his ears kept listening to the sounds behind him.

How could Xing Ba give up? He got up from the ground, grabbed a handful of soil in his hand, shouted, "Song Xiaolang!" Then he sprinkled the soil and rushed towards Song Zheng.

Xing Ba originally expected Song Zheng to turn around and enjoy the taste of dust for once. Unexpectedly, Song Zheng did not turn around, but instead jerked the back end of the flagpole backwards, while the front end was facing the ground diagonally.

The back end of the flagpole, as if it had eyes, hit Xing Ba right in front of him. The front end stuck on the ground, without even a bit of buffer. This hit Luan Ba ​​hard. The side of the flagpole, which was an inch and a half in diameter, hit the side of the flagpole.

Xing Ba's upper lip and nose were cut off almost alive because the rear end of the flagpole tilted upwards. He screamed miserably and squatted on the ground, blood dripping through his fingers.

After the dirt had drifted away, Song Zheng turned around. He felt a little regretful. If this one were pushed into the opponent's big mouth, it would definitely come out from the mouth.

However, our Song Xiaolang acted very surprised. He threw the flagpole to the ground, stepped forward quickly, and asked with concern, "Brother Xing, are you okay?"

He is so kind-hearted, even Baihu wants to remind him to throw the opponent's flagpole out of the field!

Xing Ba covered his face with his hands, blood dripping from his eyes, and his head was dizzy. Hearing Song Zheng's voice, he raised his head, his eyes lit up, and then he yelled, "I'll kill you!" and he rushed forward.

Both hands were fiercely aimed at Song Zheng's neck.

Song Zheng's face was a little panicked, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He stepped forward to greet him, deliberately tempting Xing Ba to make a mistake. If Xing Ba did not retaliate, Song Zheng would have to let him go and poke most of his nose off, which would be considered worthy of Lu Chun, who had begged him. If Xing Ba had

Ba's revenge, I'm sorry, just wait to meet Song Xiaolang's method.

In fact, Song Zheng knew that Xing Ba would definitely take revenge, and Song Zheng was also prepared.

He also stretched out his hands and grabbed the little thumb and ring finger of the other person's hands at a very fast speed. When the other person's big hand was about to touch his neck, he let out a panicked sound, and then suddenly exerted force outwards, clicking

Break the opponent's fingers off with two clicks.

Xing Ba's momentum was so great that he pushed Song Zheng down and fell down. Song Zheng was waiting for this opportunity. He quickly retracted his hands and pinched the opponent's neck. He exerted force with his two thumbs,

It almost dug in and crushed Xing Ba's throat bone in one fell swoop.

With a plop, the two finally fell to the ground. Under Song Zheng's deliberate control, the back of his head also hit the ground, and he "passed out" immediately, and his hands naturally let go of Xing Ba's neck.

Xing Ba clutched his throat and rolled to the side. He tried to straighten up, making a vague "ah" sound in his mouth, kicked the ground hard twice with his legs, and then fell to the ground, his body twitching non-stop.

The doctor outside the venue quickly came in and carried the two people out.

The battle on the other side has come to an end. After leaving nine team members to entangle the remaining three shield bearers, Lu Hong held the Michigan team flag high, quickly ran to the Qingzhou team's main point, and plunged in hard.

.A burst of cheers immediately erupted on the field.

Baihu shouted loudly, "This game will be won by the Michigan team." Before he could finish his words, the Michigan players quickly left the field and ran to the doctor's office.

Song Zheng fainted, so he was pretending, otherwise, it would be difficult to strangle Xing Ba to death.

There was a battle last night, and another battle with the Qingzhou team this morning. Although his physical strength could still keep up due to the Chunyang secret spectrum, he needed a certain amount of sleep to make up for the mental exertion.

When he heard the doctor say that he was in a coma, he really fell asleep, and it seemed that he couldn't even hear the shouts of Lu Hong and others.

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When Song Zheng opened his eyes, he found himself lying in Yang's room, with only Ming'er beside him. Ming'er looked at him in surprise, with tears on her face.

He stretched out his hand and wiped her face. Song Zheng smiled and said, "What? I fell asleep and you cried like this?"

Ming'er stayed for a moment, then punched Song Zheng in the chest with her hand, "You scared me to death," and then cried loudly.

With the sound of crying, the door suddenly opened, and Yang Tong, Lu Hong and other members of the Mizhou team rushed in, including Xin Yu and Yang Dong. Yang Tong hurriedly said, "Xiao Lang, how are you?"

With outsiders present, Song Zheng had no choice but to keep pretending, "It's okay, but I'm just a little dizzy. By the way, did we win the game?"

Everyone was talking, and Song Zheng's head was buzzing. After listening for a long time, he finally understood three things. First, Xing Ba was dead, and Wei Datong threatened revenge. Second, the regulations were changed, and the equipment was processed on site.

"Soil wars" will be banned in the future. Third, the Dengzhou team defeated the Laizhou team, Qizhou, Dengzhou and Mizhou to enter the final round.

After finally stopping, Xin Yu sighed, "Xiao Lang is really good. In this competition, due to the new regulations, shield soldiers have become popular. The Mizhou team didn't even have a shield soldier, and they broke the formation so easily that everyone

It was an eye-opener for the team. It also stopped an abnormal shield wind."

Yang Dongze chuckled and said, "You guys fought really well this time, with a lot of strange moves, even professional scolding people. There was also that person who stacked people on top of each other to shoot arrows. It was a fantastic idea. However,

Hehe, you were exposed too early, we will find a way to deal with it in the next game."

Such words would naturally attract the glares from Lu Hong and others, but Yang Dong was completely unaware of it.

Song Zheng smiled and said, "Brother Yang, if you have learned these moves, we will definitely lose!"

"Stop pretending," Yang shook his head and said, "Looking at how well you guys are doing it, who knows what other tricks you have. But it doesn't matter, we have a duel over a cup of tea. As long as I beat you down first, what are you doing?" I can't do anything with it."

Yang Dong's words caused another argument. Xin Yu smiled bitterly, said goodbye to Song Zheng quickly, and pulled Yang Dong out.

Seeing that Song Zheng was fine, Lu Hong and others laughed again and then left the room, leaving only Yang Tong and Ming'er.

Without the outsiders, Yang Tong suddenly asked, "Do you have any purpose in killing Xing Ba?" (On weekends and holidays, this chapter will be published before 12 noon. Xiaogu has too many things to do, I hope you can forgive me. In addition, , the pace of this book is too slow, Xiao Gu is now racking his brains to speed up the pace and make it more exciting, please wait and see!)