Peerless Pirates

Chapter 375 Accepted as a younger brother

Song Zheng and Gu Zhengjie are still in a state of confrontation (Fei often chooses the latest chapter). Gu Zhengjie is much stronger than Song Zheng, but he has wasted too much energy in the struggle just now. Therefore, at the beginning of the confrontation, Song Zheng

After taking a few steps back, we were in a stalemate.

At the moment, Gu Zhengjie's right hammer is in front of him, and Song Zheng is clinging to it. His left hammer is placed above his head, but he cannot swing it down. Song Zheng's right hand knife is also raised. As long as Gu Zhengjie's left hammer moves, the steel knife will be held in his mouth.

His wrist (read the full text of Feng Yu). Due to his posture and position, Song Zheng was unable to sneak attack Gu Zhengjie with a steel knife, which would be equivalent to selling his head to the opponent.

However, Song Zheng was very dissatisfied with this stalemate. Even if he could defeat his opponent with his physical advantage, it would not be glorious. After all, Gu Zhengjie's double hammers were much heavier than Song Zheng's steel sword. Even if he won, Gu Zhengjie could not let him down.

Convinced.

Gu Zhengjie was also holding on, his physical strength was on the verge of exhaustion, and he was holding on with just one breath. His eyes were blood red, staring at Song Zheng, and his teeth were clenched. Song Zheng even heard Gu Zhengjie giggle.

The sound of teeth grinding.

"Brother Gu, there's no way you and I can hold on like this." Song Zheng mobilized his remaining energy and tried his best to speak calmly, "How about you and I put down our weapons and fight with bare hands. If you can walk through half a cup of tea in my hand,

Time, even if you win, how about that?"

Gu Zhengjie's eyes widened and he took a step forward, "Fart! If I don't beat you into a pig head, I will take your surname!"

Song Zheng's lips curled up, "How about we make a bet? If I win, how about you follow me and become my little brother?"

"What is a little brother?"

"Call me big brother and do things with me!"

"Then I'm not going to be your slave?" Gu Zhengjie tightened his lips, his face turned from red to white, and he was obviously a little angry.

"Have you ever seen a slave call his master brother?" Song Zheng snorted, "I'm afraid you won't be convinced, so I want to kill you openly. Believe it or not, I will kill you too! I just gave you a break.

opportunity."

Gu Zhengjie was silent for a moment, then hummed one word, "Okay!"

"I'll count to three, step back five feet each, throw away the weapons, and start over."

Gu Zhengjie nodded again (President, I want to return the product).

"One, two, three." As soon as Song Zheng finished counting, the two of them retreated at the same time and stood one foot apart. Song Zheng without saying a word, put the knife on the ground, and the steel knife was inserted into the ground.

Gu Zhengjie was stunned for a moment and threw his hammers on the ground.

People outside the arena didn't understand what was going on and started talking a lot. Baihu, who was hosting the competition, came up and said, "The winner has not yet been decided, why did you throw away your weapons?"

"I want to compete with him!" Gu Zhengjie said angrily while rubbing his sore and numb arms. With his name, he would naturally not mention Song Zheng's half-cup tea appointment.

Song Zheng raised his fist at Baihu and said, "Sir Baihu, Gu Zhengjie and I have made an agreement that the fist fight will be limited to half a cup of tea. If I can't knock him down within half a cup of tea, I will automatically lose. Also.

I hope your Majesty will approve it!”

"Half a cup of tea?" Baihu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a serious face, "A martial arts competition is not a place for you to gamble and fight! Quickly pick up the weapons and continue fighting!"

"Your Excellency, you have seen the situation just now. Neither of us can do anything to the other. I am afraid that we will not be able to tell the winner in a while, so we just use fists and kicks to speak. We cannot because we have delayed our group's time, nor can we

Don’t you want to keep the two adults on the sidelines waiting for a long time?”

Song Zheng's last words touched Baihu, and he snorted, "I'll wait until I ask your Majesty for instructions." After saying this, Baihu ran to the sidelines and asked General Feng Zhanbao and the military assistant officer for instructions.

Song Zheng looked at Gu Zhengjie and smiled, "Brother Gu, what I just said still counts. If I defeat you during half a cup of tea, you must be willing to recognize me as your eldest brother!"

"Have your spring and autumn dream!" Gu Zhengjie said bitterly, "If you hadn't just run away before, I would have crushed you!"

Song Zheng chuckled, "Why, does Brother Gu not have confidence in himself, or does he look down on him?"

Seeing Song Zheng smile, Gu Zhengjie felt a sudden change in his heart. However, he thought that his boxing and kicking skills were also good, and he was much taller and stronger than Song Zheng. How could he lose to Song Zheng (The latest chapter of Love in the Blind School). Thinking of this, he sighed.

He paused and said, "You brought this on yourself, you can't blame me!"

Song Zheng was secretly happy, "So Brother Gu agreed?"

"How could I not agree to such a cheap thing?" Gu Zhengjie sneered, "But I have one more condition. If you lose, you will be my little brother and I will encourage you."

"No problem!" Song Zheng nodded.

Soon, the man from the household came over, holding a stick of incense in his hand, and it was a burning incense. After walking to the middle of the field, he said loudly, "The two adults agree to your request, and I will give you half a cup of tea."

To the limit.”

On the stick of incense, two black marks had been drawn by Bai Hu with a pen. The Bai Hu pointed at the black line below and said, "As long as the stick of incense burns to this position, the competition will end."

Song Zheng and Gu Zhengjie nodded at the same time.

At this time, Baihu blew the incense in his hand, and soon it burned to the black mark above. Baihu quickly shouted, "Start!"

Gu Zhengjie quickly braced his horse and stretched his fists forward in a defensive stance. In his opinion, since Song Zheng took the initiative to compete in a fist and kick competition, he should have certain abilities and should defend first.

Song Zheng smiled and said, "Brother Gu, I've exhausted you just now, how about you rest for a while?"

Gu Zhengjie stared at Song Zheng, his face expressionless and not saying a word. He was willing to rest a little longer.

At this time, the spectators outside the venue already knew what was going on in the upcoming competition, and they suddenly went crazy. In all the years of martial arts competitions, they had never seen such a weird scene. Weapons could not solve it.

He actually arranged a fight with fists and feet, and even set a time limit (download the txt of the president’s service is too considerate).

Yang Dong clenched his fists and murmured, "Xiao Lang, what the hell are you doing? You clearly had the upper hand just now, why are you comparing yourself with fists and kicks?"

Zhu Youzhan and Li Denian looked at each other in confusion, then looked at Xu Mingxuan, "Brother Xu, what happened to Mr. Song? It doesn't matter the fist fight, why did they make an appointment for half a cup of tea? Is it because of his sumo wrestling skills?

Remarkable?"

Sumo is wrestling. In their view, since knocking someone down counts, then wrestling must be the first choice.

Xu Mingxuan shook his head, "I don't know how good Xiao Lang is in boxing and kicking, and I have never seen Xiao Lang sumo wrestling! Alas, Brother Zhu, Brother Li, I was also confused by Xiao Lang."

"Hey, one-third of the incense has been burned, and Song Xiaolang hasn't moved yet!" At this time, another martial artist who came to watch the competition shouted.

Xu Mingxuan took a look and saw that the incense, which was not that big in the first place, had burned a small amount. Song Zheng was still standing there with a smile and saying something. Because of the distance, Xu Mingxuan could not hear clearly.

However, Gu Zhengjie's face turned red with anger and he suppressed his anger.

"Brother Gu, don't stand still like that. You were very tired just now. Move your arms and legs and rest for a while." Song Zheng smiled and moved the joints on his body, turning around for a while.

He shook his head, shook his ankles for a while, and even twisted his waist.

The man from the household looked at this strange scene and didn't know what to say for a moment. It wasn't time yet, so he wouldn't interrupt. Anyway, he asked for it.

General Feng Zhanbao and the military assistant officer stood up and looked around curiously. They couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Song Zheng was selling in his gourd.

"The younger one seems to be called Song Zheng? Where does he come from?" Feng Zhanbao asked in a low voice.

"Shandong Road (who among my young master's favorites dares to touch the latest chapter)." The military officer replied, "This is a new thing. Does this Song Zheng want to admit defeat? After all, Gu Zhengjie has some reputation, Gu Polu

Son, how could it be so bad?"

"Admit defeat? Probably not!" Feng Zhanbao shook his head, "Look at his skills just now. Apart from being weaker than Gu Zhengjie in terms of strength, his martial arts skills should not be inferior to his. I really don't know why he would propose this method of fighting."

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Seeing that half of the stick of incense had been burned, Gu Zhengjie couldn't bear it any longer and stood up straight, "Song, if you admit defeat, just say so. What nonsense are you always talking about!" Seeing Song

Zheng was so careless, Gu Zhengjie almost thought that Song Zheng deliberately wanted to be his little brother.

Song Zheng pressed his legs twice more and then looked at the hundred households ten feet away. The incense stick was almost two-thirds full. Then he put his body away and stood still, stretching out two fingers towards Gu Zhengjie.

"What's the meaning?"

"Twenty seconds!"

"What twenty seconds?" Gu Zhengjie was confused. He didn't have the concept of "seconds" yet.

Song Zheng smiled and said, "Brother Gu, are you ready? I'm going to start."

"I'm afraid you won't make it! Come here." Gu Zhengjie crossed his arms and changed his posture.

The corner of Song Zheng's mouth curled up, and his body suddenly started to move, shooting towards Gu Zhengjie like an arrow from a string. The distance was less than three meters, and Song Zheng didn't even need half a second to reach Gu Zhengjie's side.

Although he was already prepared for Song Zheng's speed, he still startled Gu Zhengjie. Seeing Song Zheng punch him in the face, he quickly blocked it with his arm. Before he could recover, Song Zheng's

The knee hit him hard in the crotch.

Gu Zhengjie took half a step back, barely dodging the blow, and saw Song Zheng's left fist hit his throat again, and he blocked it with his other arm (Touch the Glory of God! Latest Chapter). At this moment, Song Zheng's left fist hit his throat again.

Zheng suddenly turned his fist into a palm, grabbed Gu Zhengjie's right arm with his left hand, pressed down hard, raised his body two feet high, bent his right arm at the elbow, and slammed Gu Zhengjie's head.

Gu Zhengjie was startled and quickly raised his left arm to hold it up.

Song Zheng's elbow hit from top to bottom, carrying the weight of his whole body, how fast and violent! Gu Zhengjie was in such a hurry that he couldn't hold it up with one arm. This elbow hit his arm and then pressed on top of his head. Gu Zhengjie's head

I was a little confused for a moment.

After Song Zheng landed, his left hand still grasped Gu Zhengjie's right wrist and moved it to his side. Gu Zhengjie was unable to hold back and rushed towards Song Zheng. Song Zheng's right knee had already been raised and suddenly pushed against Gu Zhengjie's lower abdomen.

Gu Zhengjie didn't care about his head at this time. He bent down and lowered his left arm forcefully to block Song Zheng's blow.

Song Zheng pulled Gu Zhengjie's right arm, then took a big step forward, turned half a circle, and came to Gu Zhengjie's side and behind, raised his right elbow again, and hit the back of Gu Zhengjie's neck.

At this time, Gu Zhengjie's ghost came out, and he wanted to take two steps to avoid the blow from behind. However, Song Zheng's speed was too fast, and Gu Zhengjie couldn't dodge. This one hit him on the back.

It was Song Zheng who moved the elbow strike down nearly half a foot. Otherwise, if he had hit Gu Zhengjie on the back of his head, he would have fallen to the ground immediately.

Even so, Gu Zhengjie stumbled forward and pressed his hands to the ground before he fell down. However, before he could straighten up, Song Zheng bullied him again and gave him another elbow strike on the back.

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Gu Zhengjie took two steps forward again and put his hands on the ground. Song Zheng behind him sighed secretly, thanks to the rough skin and thick flesh on Gu Zhengjie's back. If such an elbow hit an ordinary person's waist, his spine would be

It must be damaged.

Song Zheng did not continue to torture Gu Zhengjie. He stretched out his foot and gently hooked Gu Zhengjie's ankle. Gu Zhengjie could no longer hold back and fell to the ground.