Peerless Pirates

Although the cold wind howls in Jiangning in winter, it is not as cold as in the north (read the full text of the online game Zhaixinrenhou). The city guard sergeants of the ninth team are all strong men, so the cold wind will naturally not freeze them. As for Song Dynasty,

Zheng, his health was so good that he had nothing to say, so he just sat on the ground and chatted with various sergeants.

"Brother, what do you call me, where are you from?" Song Zheng nodded to a strong man beside him and asked with a smile.

"Cai Yong, from Laizhou." A smell of Shandong came out.

"Hey, then we are fellow villagers," Song Zheng also changed back to his Shandong accent, "I'm from Mizhou, right next to your Laizhou."

Cai Yong was stunned for a moment. Although he knew that Song Zheng was the first among the martial arts scholars, he did not expect that he was a fellow from Shandong. When the fellow saw him, his eyes welled up with tears. Although Cai Yong was not in tears, he still grinned.

"Brother, where are you from?" Song Zheng asked again to the strong man sitting opposite.

"Qin Yi, from Wangwu in Mengzhou (Read the full text of The Unlucky Wei Xiaoqi)."

"Wangwu? What a great place. You have Wangwu Mountain, which is very famous. There is an allusion called 'The Foolish Old Man Moves the Mountain', which refers to your place."

"Master Song, have you ever been to Wangwu Mountain?"

"I've been there. The book says that in your place, 'the mountain has three levels and looks like a house.' It really looks like that. Among the top ten caves of Taoism, there is your Wangwu Mountain. Legend has it that our ancestor Huangdi was in your

There is a sacrifice to the sky there!"

Qin Yi smiled and said, "Young Master knows so much!"

Song Zheng chuckled, turned around, and faced the person behind him. Before Song Zheng could ask any questions, the person announced his family name, "Jiang Dakui, from Fuzhou."

"Fuzhou people? I wonder if Brother Jiang likes to drink tea?"

"Tea? Of course you drink it, but it won't make a difference if you drink it too much!" Jiang Dakui smiled naively.

"That's not right!" Song Zheng shook his head gently, "In ancient times, we had a tea sage named Lu Yu. He was from Fuzhou, and he was an old tea-tasting god."

…

As Song Zheng chatted, all the people who had gone out came back. Song Zheng asked everyone to sit in a big circle and asked them one by one their names and places of origin. As long as people reported their names and places of origin, Song Zheng would always say something.

.Who doesn’t say good things about his hometown? Song Zheng’s words aroused everyone’s sense of recognition. For a time, everyone became harmonious.

After finishing the round of questions, Song Zheng stood up. Everyone else naturally stood up, and Song Zheng waved his hand, "Everyone, please rest. Today I will tell you, everyone listen." There were a few who were timid and did not dare to sit down.

, Song Zheng didn’t care about them.

"Brothers, let me introduce myself first. My surname is Song Mingzheng, and my friends usually call me Song Xiaolang. I am young, and you are all my elder brothers, so when I am not training, everyone

Just call Xiaolang. I have read some military books and know a little bit about boxing. Several generals of the Mengcheng Guards valued me, and I won the first place in the martial arts. I know that this first place does not count, it is fictitious, and it is just luck.

ingredients.”

Song Zheng glanced at the crowd and saw a few people shaking their heads slightly, apparently thinking that Song Zheng was trying to boost other people's ambitions and destroy his own prestige. Song Zheng smiled slightly and said, "However, everyone comes to the martial arts academy to earn money. So, I

Let me tell you one thing first. This fight, no matter what

No matter how far I go, I will not take any of my share of the money I earn, and will reward all the meritorious brothers. Of course, it is up to me to decide who to reward. To put it bluntly, I am just seeking fame.

You guys are seeking profit, we have the same goal."

Having said this, Song Zheng paused for a moment. All the sergeants looked at each other. If Song Zheng really got the Wu Zhuangyuan order, it would be 320 taels of silver. This Song Jinshi would really be willing to give it up. I had long heard that some Wu Jinshi had rich families and did not care about silver rewards. I didn't expect it.

Song Zhengyi

It means taking out the money. Although this practice has existed before, it is rare. Moreover, Song Zheng's words are very straightforward and not false at all. He does not say high-sounding words such as fighting for the first or relying on life and death. Therefore, these

The sergeants all liked to hear it.

Song Zheng glanced at it and coughed lightly, "In this case, when it comes to the competition, you brothers should give me some face and don't do whatever you want. If there is something wrong with my tactics, I, Song Zheng, will fight and punish you as I please.

You can kick me or punch me. If any of the eldest brothers disobeys orders, the other brothers will not spare you without me taking action."

The sergeants were slightly stunned. It seemed that the young man in front of them was about to establish his authority.

Song Zheng smiled again, "In the end, it's stupid not to make money when you have money. I also want to make money with everyone. I just said that if there is a problem with the tactics, I will be beaten willingly. I am also afraid of being beaten, so I won't

I’ll give you a chance to hit me; I also hope you don’t want to hit me.

.My punches and kicks are so heavy that not many people can take two hits. If any of you don’t believe it, you can weigh me. If I lose within three moves, you have the final say on how to fight next.

"If I win, haha, then I have to promise to be obedient in the future."

All the sergeants did not move, but most of them were not convinced. Song Zheng in front of him was smiling, and he could not see any majesty. He was thin and looked smaller than himself. How could he do it under such a person?

He couldn't even get away with three moves (the latest chapter of the Crazy Programmer). However, the city guard army has strict military discipline. If you contradict your superiors, you will be whipped. If you do it, you may not even die. Although these sergeants are not convinced, no one dares to stand

Come out and take action.

Song Zheng looked around and shook his head, "Why, you can't get away with three moves? Then just two moves. Aren't you afraid of being punished? Don't worry, we are competing normally and it is not a violation of discipline. Liao Jianjun,

Let’s learn from each other without breaking the rules?”

Liao Sha, who had been standing quietly outside the court, said loudly, "It is not a violation of discipline to compete with each other." Liao Sha looked serious, like a piece of ice.

"Look, Liao Canjun said it, it's not a violation of discipline. If any eldest brother can beat me in two moves, he will not only be the leader of the ninth team, but also all the money that belongs to me will go to him. In case of success.

Wu Zhuangyuan Order, except for yourselves

32 taels, plus my share of 320 taels, haha, that’s 352 taels of silver. With this money, I can drink the best wine and have sex with the most popular girls. Damn it, I’m tempted.” At this point,

, Song Zheng laughed again.

"Hmph! Two moves, aren't Mr. Song talking big words?" Finally, a strong man with a height of more than eight feet stood up. This big man named Ding Long was twenty-three years old. He was originally a very tall man.

I owed someone ten taels of gambling debt in the army. What did I take the initiative to resign in order to make money this time?

This is a small job for a long time, so here comes the chance. Song Zheng looked unhappy from the beginning. He didn’t look like a general who could lead everyone to win the military championship order. Therefore, when Song Zheng chatted with him just now, he also

He answered in a muffled voice. Now seeing Song Zheng take the initiative to say two things, he immediately became a little annoyed.

"Finally, someone stepped forward. It's Brother Ding. Hey, looking at Brother Ding, he must be very good at martial arts."

"You don't need to praise Mr. Song. I wonder if what you just said counts?"

"Of course it counts," Song Zheng's lips curled up slightly, "Here, let's ask Brother Ding to give me some pointers and see if my little brother's kung fu is passable."

"I don't need the two moves you mentioned. If you can defeat me today, I will obey you." Ding Long curled his lips, as if he was very unconvinced (Xinghen txt download). In fact, he was reminding Song Zheng,

There are only two chances.

"If Brother Ding hadn't reminded me, I almost forgot the two moves. Seeing Brother Ding's figure, I realized that I was a bit bragging just now." Just when everyone thought that Song Zheng was regretting it and felt a little frustrated, Song Zheng spoke up

one

Turn, "The words you say are the water you throw out. Who made me talk without thinking. Come on, Brother Ding, two moves. If I can't defeat you, you will have the final say in the Ninth Team from now on. You still have a chance."

Take 352 taels of silver."

Song Zheng stood on the spot and hooked his hand towards Ding Long. At this time, all the sergeants stood up and took a few steps to the outside, making the circle larger, with a radius of fifteen feet. Liao Sha quickly squeezed in

In the circle, people stared at Song and Ding.

Ding Long took two steps and arrived about ten feet in front of Song Zheng. He was more than half a head taller than Song Zheng, but his body was more than two circles thicker. His arms were bulging, almost as thick as Song Zheng's thighs.

"If Mr. Song takes back what he just said, it's still too late." Ding Long's face was gloomy, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"Brother Ding, do you usually talk so much nonsense?" Song Zheng stood there lazily with the corners of his mouth raised. His body was loose and he looked like he needed a beating.

Ding Long narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and hit Song Zheng in the face with his big fist. Due to his size, Ding Long's body was still slightly bowed.

Song Zheng's body tensed up, his right arm quickly reached out, and he grabbed Ding Long's wrist, and the twisting force suddenly broke out. This time, Song Zheng used all his strength. Ding Long's body was as strong as Yang who was in Mizhou at that time.

At the same time, Song Zheng naturally did not dare to rely on others. Of course, Song Zheng now is not the same as when he first arrived in Mizhou two years ago, and his efforts are even more serious.

Although Ding Long looked fierce this time, he retained some strength. Although it was said to be a sparring match, Song Zheng was really seriously injured, and Ding Long was afraid of being punished. Who knows, although Song Zheng was thinner, his muscles and bones

But it is extremely strong. The fingers on his right hand are slender and can grip like iron claws.

He grabbed Ding Long's wrist and twisted and pulled it. Before Ding Long could calm down, he felt an irresistible force coming from him. With a click, Ding Long's entire arm turned around, and the whole

The arm was actually dislocated alive (read the full text of The Pharaoh’s Harem)!

Ding Long's body immediately stopped, and he twisted half a circle to one side, letting out a scream of "ah". When Song Zheng let go of his hand, his arms were dangling by his side, and his whole body

Also lying on the ground.

All the sergeants on the field opened their mouths wide, gasped, and looked at Song Zheng with incredible eyes. Liao Sha was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

With just one confrontation and not even a single move, Song Zheng knocked down the tall and powerful Ding Long and took off one of his arms.

Song Zheng looked around and saw that everyone was stunned, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. For a strong man like Ding Long, Song Zheng couldn't defeat the enemy at once. However, Ding Long's arm weakened and he added

He couldn't figure out Song Zheng's path, so he suffered a loss.

"Doctor, I'm going to find the doctor." Liao Sha calmed down and turned around to walk out.

"Wait a minute," Song Zheng stopped Liao Sha and turned to Ding Long, with a look of concern on his face, "Don't move around yet, your arm fell off, I'll fix it for you."

Ding Long struggled to get up, knelt on the ground, grinning in pain, and grabbed his right arm, feeling a little at a loss.

Song Zheng stepped forward and took Ding Long's right arm, "Brother Ding, you have lost your money!"

Ding Long was stunned and subconsciously looked at the ground. At this moment, Song Zheng stretched and turned, and with a bone crunch, Ding Long's arm had returned to its original position.

Ding Long screamed again, and then he realized that the pain in his right arm was greatly reduced.

"Brother Ding, you don't need to participate in tomorrow's training. If you rest for a day, you will be as good as before."

Ding Long turned his arm. Although there was still some pain, it was much better than before. Hearing Song Zheng's words, he reluctantly bent over and held his hands in his hands, "Ding Long swears to obey the Young Master's orders!"