Peerless Pirates

Chapter 371 A Strong Opponent (Part 1)

Song Zheng didn't care much about who he was competing against. This kind of thing always depends on luck and there is no absolute fairness (the latest chapter of Fan Zhisheng). He focused his eyes on the senior officials on the stage, trying to judge their faces.

Interpret their personalities and hobbies. If you want to establish yourself in Jiangning, you might be able to get along with one of them in the future. Song Zheng has never had the extravagant hope that he can defeat Huang Song and his like on his own. He also needs allies.

Song Zheng had a pretty good mind and could remember everything Yang Dong said in his mind. The name, position, and appearance of each general were matched up and used as a data reserve.

No matter how clever the strategy is, it is all based on people. Only after mastering a large amount of information can we find a reasonable way.

Song Zheng looked around again. Pang Wei was sitting on the left side of the mountainside as usual. On the other side were Huang Ping and Huang Ting, but Huang Song was not there. Around the school grounds, Song Zheng also saw Xu Mingxuan, who was

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He was chatting and laughing with three or two well-dressed young men. Not far away from him, a broad-faced young man with a gloomy look glanced at Xu Mingxuan from time to time. Could it be Pang Ting? Song Zheng secretly murmured in his heart.

At this time, the general on the stage gave a fist to the generals and said, "All the wooden chips for the martial arts competitions are ready. Mr. Dong, please draw the wooden chips for the competition (Dongting Shifu txt download)."

Among the senior officials, Dong Lan, the right minister of the Ministry of War, has the highest position, followed by the commander of the City Guards, Lan Shiguang, the left minister of the Ministry of War, Jiang Weiji, the left commander of the City Guards, He Kuan, the supervisor of the City Guards, Yan Wushi, Gu Tiande, and the generals of the City Guards.

City Guards General Feng Zhanbao and others, as well as two assistant officers from the Ministry of War.

Different from Lan Shiguang, who is dark, stout and short, although Dong Lancheng is tall and has gray hair and beard, he has straight eyebrows and sharp edges on his face, which makes him good-looking. If you look closely, you can see that Dong Mingyan is really similar to his grandfather.

Dong Lancheng gave a few words of humility to Lan Shiguang, then stepped forward, casually pulled out two wooden chips from the wooden box, and said loudly, "No. 89, Henan Road Martial Arts Examination Cai Zhendong, to No. 312,

Guangxi East Road Martial Arts Examination, Liang Qin."

Two sergeants came over, bowed and took the wooden chip from Dong Lancheng's hand, ran down the stage quickly, and handed it to a hundred households in front of the martial arts team.

The 100-year-old man immediately said, "No. 89, No. 312, come out." Immediately, he saw a young man with a broad waist and a thick back walking out of the martial arts team and saying goodbye.

He took the wooden chip with his number engraved on it.

Then, the two of them hugged each other expressionlessly and walked to the open space on the other side.

At this time, all the generals on the stage began to take turns to draw out a pair of wooden chips, and handed them to the sergeants to take them off the stage and hand them to hundreds of households.

After Dong Lancheng and Lan Shiguang each took out a pair of wooden chips, they stopped participating. Instead, they walked aside and talked in a low voice. The two of them talked and laughed and seemed to have a good relationship. People who can reach such a position,

Even if there were differences, they would definitely not look alike in front of all the martial artists. However, Song Zheng felt that there was a big gap between the two of them, and they looked a bit funny standing together.

The remaining generals, generals and assistant officers of the military department kept taking turns, and pairs of wooden chips were passed down from the stage. As more and more wooden chips were drawn out, the hundreds of households under the stage also speeded up. One pair and one pair.

He held a wooden chip with his number and name engraved on it, lined up again on the other side, and stood still.

Right here, I heard hundreds of households shouting, "No. 244, Shandong Road Martial Arts Examination, Song Zheng, to No. 88, Henan Road Martial Arts Examination, Gu Zhengjie (read the full text of the Mutated Times)!"

Lu Hong, Yang Dong and others couldn't help but change their expressions when one hundred households reported the number. Gu Zhengjie is a famous master on Henan Road, and he is also known as Tian Jinchang, another Henan Road martial artist. Gu Zhengjie's father is the most famous warrior Gu in Henan Road.

Polu is known as the "brave champion of the three armies".

The tiger father has no dog sons, and Gu Zhengjie is also a man of extraordinary bravery. It would not be a good thing for Song Zheng to face him.

On the other side, Mu Boyue, who had just drawn a wooden chip, couldn't help but smile on his face. It seemed that Song Zheng was also doomed without any trouble on his part. Dong Mingyan was naturally also gloating about his misfortune, grinning from the corner of his mouth to his ears.

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"Young man, be careful with this guy!" Yang Dong, who had not yet drawn a number, whispered in a low voice. Song Zheng nodded slightly and walked out of the team with the corners of his mouth raised. And in front of him on the left, a tall and strong man stood out from the crowd.

And out.

The big man was nearly half a head taller than Song Zheng, and his body was also thicker. He had a square face and a dark face, and he looked like he often trained hard in the wild.

The two came to Baihu. Gu Zhengjie looked Song Zheng up and down, first smiled, then curled his lips and shook his head slightly, as if he was quite dissatisfied with his opponent. Song Zheng's expression did not change, and he rushed

Chugu Zhengjie nodded, took the wooden chips from Baihu's hand, turned around and walked to the other side.

Gu Zhengjie also hurriedly grabbed his wooden chips, took two steps to pass Song Zheng, and came to the back of a queue.

Song Zheng laughed dumbly and came to stand beside Gu Zhengjie unhurriedly.

At this moment, a voice sounded, "Mr. Song, you drew a good lot. Are you feeling bad?" It was Dong Mingyan, standing in another row on the side of Song Zheng, grinning with a proud look.

Look.

"That's true," Song Zheng said with a smile, "But brother Dong, don't be complacent. The brother next to you is very brave. I think my kung fu is even better than yours. I'm afraid you won't be able to pass that test either. (Read the full text of Fantasy Kingdom)

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Dong Mingyan's opponent was a martial artist from Jinghu South Road. He was short in stature, average in appearance, and his hands and feet were wider, so he had nothing to do with the word "heroic". Since Dong Mingyan was provoking him again, Song Zheng didn't mind.

Add some fire to him.

Sure enough, the martial arts official nodded to Song Zheng with a smile on his face as a greeting. Song Zheng also nodded.

This time, Dong Mingyan was so angry that his small eyes widened, his face turned red, and he became angry. However, Song Zheng turned his head and ignored him, closing his eyes and waiting quietly.

The competition begins.

Gu Zhengjie beside him said in a low voice, "Little brother, you're right. Hehe, I've long disliked that kid. If you can't hold back your temper with me, Lao Gu, just say it and save me."

I accidentally missed you and broke you." Although he tried his best to lower his voice, Dong Mingyan couldn't hear his rough voice, and his breathing became heavier.

It seems that Gu Zhengjie has a good heart and is worth getting to know. Unfortunately, he is destined to be his opponent today, and only one person can advance.

"Brother Gu, you can do whatever you want, but don't worry, brother, I can still defeat him with thirty to fifty moves."

Gu Zhengjie was stunned for a moment, then hummed softly, with an air of "you don't know what is good or bad".

Two hundred martial artists were not too many. In less than two quarters of an hour, they each found their opponents. Yang Dong, Lu Hong and others were much luckier than Song Zheng. At least Song Zheng had not heard of their opponents.

Yes. However, who can guarantee that there are no real masters hiding here? For example, Song Zheng.

The opponents who were drawn were divided into three columns and distributed to three training grounds. One-on-one competition was too time-consuming, so the three venues had to be held at the same time. Except for Dong Lancheng and Lan Shiguang, the other players on the stage

The generals all came down, and as supervisors, they followed Baihu, who was presiding over the competition, to the training ground.

Song Zheng and Gu Zhengjie competed in the C-shaped training ground southwest of Gaotai. According to the order, they were the fifteenth pair (read the full text by young Mu Guiying). Lu Hong was also assigned to this field and was the twenty-sixth pair.

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Arriving at the C-shaped training ground, sixty-eight martial artists were lined up in order. Hundreds of households who presided over the competition, Feng Zhanbao, the city guard general, and other sergeants arrived together.

On the sidelines, two old men carrying medicine boxes sat on chairs with several narrow wooden beds beside them, so that those injured in the game could receive timely treatment.

Adjacent to it are various weapons, mostly knives, spears, and sticks. The pointed spears, halberds, etc. are all bald, and the edged knives, hook sickles, etc. are all unedged. And sticks,

The sticks, etc. are all made of hard wood.

Around the B-shaped training ground, dozens of city guards have surrounded the training ground, with each other five feet apart. The young men and ladies watching the competition were pointing towards the middle of the field from the gaps behind the sergeants.

Xu Mingxuan also came here with two noble sons, "Brother Li, Brother Zhu, the fifteenth couple on the left, that handsome young man is the only son of my good friend Song Zheng and Song Xiaolang. Mr. Xishan."

The white-faced young man who was called Brother Zhu looked at him carefully and said, "Brother Xu, this Song Xiaolang is just like a scholar. He is so elegant that he doesn't look like a martial artist!"

"Haha, Brother Zhu is right. Xiaolang is indeed a scholar. He was the first in the Shandong Road Civil Examination last year. However, Xiaolang is both civil and military. He was also a visiting instructor at the Michigan Martial Arts Academy and led the Michigan Martial Arts Academy.

I participated in the Shandong Road Martial Arts Competition. With excellent results, I was personally taught martial arts by the Border Governor, Mr. Qiao."

"Oh? So he is the Song Xiaolang you mentioned." Another young master surnamed Li said, "He seems to be a real person. If you have time, Brother Xu will introduce him to us."

"No problem. The young man is suave and has an old-fashioned style. He is most willing to make friends with young heroes. I will introduce you to him if I have the opportunity." Xu Mingxuan said in a generous tone.

Song Zheng once said that after arriving in Jiangning, he would ask Xu Mingxuan to introduce his friends. In order to break into the upper-class social circle as soon as possible, Xu Mingxuan also spared no effort. These days, Song Zheng's name has already been spread among the circle of friends (endgame). These days

, he worked hard to buy a red ticket, and immediately made an appointment with two friends to come and cheer for Song Zheng.

At this time, Baihu, who was presiding over the competition, read out some rules of the competition. For example, as long as the opponent shouts the word "admit defeat", the other side cannot attack; if one side falls to the ground, the other side cannot hit its vitals; when two people hug and fight, they must

Listen to Baihu's instructions, separate in time, etc. These rules are to prevent you from being seriously injured or killed by the opponent during martial arts.

Martial arts exams are the foundation of Da Qi's low-level generals, and the imperial court is not willing to let any mistakes in martial arts exams occur in the competition.

General Feng Zhanbao and an assistant officer from the Ministry of War sat on chairs on the sidelines, with a small table in the middle. A sergeant had already brought tea and poured it for the two of them. The two were chatting in a low voice, seeming to be interested in the field.

Don't really care.

After Baihu read out the rules, he shouted loudly and asked, "Did you hear everything clearly?"

"Listen clearly!"

"Okay, the first pair will go out and choose their weapons. After half a cup of tea, the competition will begin."

The two martial artists hurriedly walked out of the queue, ran to the sidelines, and picked out their weapons. One held a whistle stick and the other held a gun. They quickly returned to the court and stood five feet apart. The two martial artists, one

One is from Huainan West Road and is slightly taller. The other is from Jiangnan Road and is fatter.

Seeing that the two were ready, Baihu retreated to the martial arts queue and shouted loudly, "The competition begins."

The tall man Wu Ju shouted, "Hey!" He quickly moved forward and stabbed Fat Wu Ju in the chest. Fat Wu Ju was not afraid, rounded his whistle stick, went up to him, and smashed down the opponent's gun.

The guns and sticks collided, making a dull bang. Both of them shook their bodies, and the tall man who attacked first took a small step back. Obviously, his strength was slightly weaker than the other's.

"Okay!" There were thunderous cheers outside the venue.