Peerless Pirates

There are two grounds in the Zhenning Martial Arts Hall (the latest chapter of Lingqi). The larger one is in the front, right after entering the door. It is where the martial arts students practice martial arts. In the backyard of the martial arts hall, there is another field where the martial arts students practice martial arts.

The martial arts hall is a place where instructors teach martial arts. The facilities of the martial arts hall are the same as those of ordinary martial arts schools. In addition to stone locks, sandbags and various weapons, some village gates and trenches are also built to imitate different battlefield styles. With these things, the military books

It's easier to explain.

Han Kui, Dong Mingyan, Mu Boyue and other six or seven people who took the Gyeonggi Province martial arts exam, nominally all took the martial arts exam from Zhenning Martial Arts School, and were considered celebrities in the martial arts gym. This time when I came to the martial arts gym, it felt like returning home in glory.

Many "disciples" admired them. As soon as the group arrived at the martial arts hall, they were taken to the small training ground by an instructor and placed in a room on the side of the field. Then, tea was served respectfully.

Seeing that it was almost midnight, Song Zheng was still nowhere to be found. Dong Mingyan smiled and said, "Brother Han, is Song Xiaolang afraid and afraid to come to the martial arts gym?"

Han Kui still closed his eyes, cultivating his mind and nourishing his energy (Read the full text of Xiuzhen after 1986). Mu Boyue interjected, "Probably not. When we made the appointment yesterday, Yang Dong, Xin Yu and others were all around. If

If he breaks his promise, he won't be able to save face in front of his accomplices. Besides, Song Zheng is hypocritical and will not be confused about this kind of thing. He took the initiative to invite me, so there is no reason not to come."

"That's not necessarily true." Dong Mingyan disagreed, "Bo Yue also said that this guy is cunning and likes to cheat. He might have been bluffing yesterday to trick us."

"He will come, I know." After Han Kui said this, there was no sound.

Dong Mingyan curled his lips and tapped his fingers on the table in boredom.

Suddenly, a martial arts official ran in, "Brother Dong, here is Song Zheng."

"He really dared to come!" Dong Mingyan was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled, "How many people did he bring?"

"He is the only one who came here with Master Yan."

"What?" Han Kui also opened his eyes and looked at Dong Mingyan and Mu Boyue.

Dong Mingyan murmured, "How could he get involved with the owner of the museum?"

Mu Boyue and Han Kui were also very surprised. As far as they knew, Song Zheng had just come to Jiangning and didn't know many people. Why he came together with Yan Zhendong now was really puzzling.

"We'd better go greet the owner first." Han Kui regained his composure, stood up and walked out the door. Mu Boyue and Dong Mingyan also followed.

At the entrance of the backyard, the figures of Yan Zhendong and Song Zheng were revealed. Yan Zhendong was in front and Song Zheng was half a body behind. Both of them were smiling, as if they were talking about something happy.

Han Kui clasped his fists from afar and said, "Han Kui, please see the master." Mu Boyue and several other martial artists also clasped their fists.

"Easy to say, easy to say (Latest Chapter of the Legend of the Holy Demon Swordsman)." Yan Zhendong smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Soon, Song Zheng and Yan Zhendong came to Han Kui.

"Master, how have you been recently?" Han Kui asked very respectfully. Although these people have practiced in the martial arts section for a period of time, they are not formal martial arts students. They are now martial arts candidates, so they do not need to hold the teacher's ceremony.

"It's okay. How are you guys doing? Have you all reached the last level?"

Han Kui hurriedly introduced the situation of several people. Yan Zhendong stroked his beard, listened with a smile, and nodded from time to time. Song Zheng stood next to Yan Zhendong, imitating Yan Zhendong's appearance, looking content and content, just like him

He is just like the owner of the museum. This attitude of pretending to be powerful naturally made Dong Mingyan very angry.

After chatting over tea time, Yan Zhendong took out the piece of paper and said to Dong Mingyan, "Is this the agreement between you and Song Zheng?"

Dong Mingyan took a look and said, "Exactly!"

Yan Zhendong read loudly, "Contractors: Dong Mingyan and Song Zheng. Gyeonggi Province Martial Arts Examination Dong Mingyan and Shandong Province Martial Arts Examination Song Zheng had conflicts, and the two sides agreed to fight to resolve the matter. On Dong Mingyan's side, Gyeonggi Province Martial Arts Examination Han Kui

Go out to fight. Song Zheng's side, by Song Zheng

Zheng himself went to fight. The two sides agreed that if Han Kui won, Song Zheng would kneel down to Dong Mingyan three times at the gate of Jiangning Wuyuan at noon today and shout three times, "I was wrong!" If Song Zheng won, Dong Mingyan would lose one thousand taels of silver.

.Both parties establish this status quo!"

After reading, Yan Zhendong said, "Dong Mingyan, Han Kui, and Song Zheng, don't you have any objections?"

"No!" Dong Mingyan quickly replied. Han Kui glanced at Dong Mingyan and nodded. Song Zheng was secretly annoyed that Dong Mingyan was so ignorant of praise that he actually wanted to make him kneel at the gate of the martial arts academy. If he really loses

, then there is no need to hang out in Jiangning at all. The subsequent Wu Jinshi inspection will also be burdened by this and will definitely fail.

Song Zheng wanted to teach Dong Mingyan a lesson, but he had another big plan of his own (the latest chapter of Xianfeng Daogu). So, he smiled and said, "Since Brother Dong has slightly modified the conditions, I will also change them.

If I win, not only will Brother Dong give me one thousand taels of silver, but Brother Han will also lose five hundred taels to me. Of course, if I lose, not only will I kowtow to Dong Mingyan at the gate of the martial arts academy, but I will also pay another five hundred taels of silver to Han.

Brother."

Han Kui was stunned. He deliberately refused to agree to Song Zheng's conditions, but he was afraid of weakening his momentum. Dong Mingyan snorted coldly, "Can you come up with five hundred taels of silver?"

Song Zheng reached into his arms, took out several banknotes, flashed them in front of Dong Mingyan's eyes, and smiled without saying a word - these banknotes were naturally taken from Ming'er.

Dong Mingyan didn't expect that Song Zheng could really come up with five hundred taels of silver, so he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "I agree on behalf of Brother Han." Then he took out ten hundred taels of silver notes from his arms, "For the other five hundred taels, I will write

Send the IOU to Master Dong together."

Song Zheng shook his head, "If you want to write an IOU, it should also be written by Brother Han. Brother Han is the best in this martial arts competition, how dare you write even an IOU?"

Han Kui wanted to say, "It's none of my business," but Dong Mingyan said, "Whoever writes differently, Brother Han, just write one, and these five hundred taels of silver will be mine."

Han Kui clenched his fist, bit his lip and said, "I'll write!"

Song Zheng smiled and said, "I have one more condition. During the martial arts competition, except for Master Yan, Brother Dong, and Brother Han, no one else is allowed to watch!"

"Are you done yet?" Dong Mingyan said angrily, "If you can't afford to lose, don't bet, and are you afraid that others will look down on you?"

"It's not that I can't afford to lose, I'm afraid that it will be too embarrassing for you if you lose." Song Zheng raised the corner of his mouth, "With Master Yan here, are you still afraid of cheating?"

"You guys, I don't know how many fights I have witnessed, but you are not as wordy as you." Yan Zhendong shook his head, "I have a lot of things to do, and I don't have much time to serve you."

"Mingyan, promise him (ultimate inheritance)." Han Kui's mind changed and he said, "Boyue, you all go out and close the courtyard door."

Mu Boyue was stunned for a moment and nodded. He turned around and led several martial arts students from Gyeonggi Province out. Several martial arts students and an instructor who sneaked in to watch the fun also left at Yan Zhendong's signal.

Yan Zhendong smiled and said, "There are rules for fighting. Since you are going to compete with fists and kicks, weapons cannot be used. Hidden weapons, powders and other things that have nothing to do with fists and kicks are also not allowed. If there are any, bring them out."

"

After that, Yan Zhendong asked Song Zheng and Han Kui to move a table out of the room, and Dong Mingyan polished the ink. Yan Zhendong took up the pen and added a few sentences on the paper, and said as he wrote, "To compete with each other, with a cup of tea

Time is limited. It doesn’t matter life or death. If one party takes the initiative to admit defeat and beg for mercy, the fight will end. During the fight, you must obey my orders. If I call stop, both sides must stop. Are you okay?"

Song Zheng, Han Kui, and Dong Mingyan all shook their heads. Song Zheng secretly thought that this old boy had a back-up plan, probably because he was afraid of a bad outcome.

"Okay, come and sign."

The three of them each wrote their names on the contract. Dong Ming pressed the one thousand taels of silver on the corner of the table. Han Kui wrote an IOU for five hundred taels of silver, and then took out the money in his arms honestly.

The stuff was just a few taels of broken silver. Song Zheng had a lot more stuff. In addition to 500 taels of silver notes and a few ingots of silver, there were also a few packets of medicine powder and two porcelain bottles. The fish intestine sword was also taken off his calf.

, pressed to the other side of the table.

Yan Zhendong checked the banknotes and IOUs, confirmed they were correct and shouted, "Han Kui, Song Zheng enter, stand five feet apart!"

Following Yan Zhendong's order, Song Zheng and Han Kui walked to the center of the field. Dong Mingyan rarely ran into the room and brought a chair to Yan Zhendong. Yan Zhendong nodded and sat at the table. His face

He put away his smile and stared at the court. Dong Mingyan clenched his fists and opened his eyes wide. Due to some nervousness, his waist was bent a little.

In the field, Han Kui's eyes flashed coldly, he raised his fists, stood with his feet back and forth, and opened his stance (read the full text of Magic Sword Saint).

Song Zheng looked lazy, with his hands behind his back and the corners of his mouth turned up, looking calm and relaxed.

"Are you all ready?"

Song Zheng and Han Kui nodded at the same time. Yan Zhendong took out a stick of incense, broke off a quarter of it, and lit it with fire pleats.

"start!"

Following Yan Zhendong's order, Han Kui's whole body tensed up, with a fierce look on his face. He ground his feet on the ground and slowly approached.

Feeling the opponent's surging momentum, Song Zheng's body also tensed up. However, he did not pull any stance, but raised his fists and jumped twice on the spot. He twisted his neck and turned around.

My waist is not decent no matter how you look at it.

"What the hell?" Yan Zhendong muttered, looking at Song Zheng with more and more curiosity.

Song Zheng touched his mouth and suddenly raised his leg to step forward. Han Kui quickly stopped and stared at Song Zheng, his eyes unblinking. Unexpectedly, Song Zheng lunged forward, raised his leg, and then switched legs to press.

. Then press the left leg and the right leg. After finishing, he still jumped twice in place.

Han Kui was stunned by Song Zheng, and his whole body relaxed.

"Brother Han, this kid is bluffing, beat him up!" Dong Mingyan finally couldn't hold himself back and shouted.

"No noise!" Yan Zhendong glared at him and muttered to himself, why is this kid so crazy? He doesn't attack or defend, and is tossing around in place. Is it really just to delay time? Thinking of this, Yan Zhendong

I'm a little angry, aren't you treating me like a monkey? If he keeps tossing it, when the time comes, I will sentence him to passive defeat!

Yan Zhendong was thinking about it when he saw a white shadow flash before his eyes. Song Zheng, who had just moved his shoulder joints a few times, suddenly activated and pounced on Han Kui like a cheetah.