Three Kingdoms: I am the Holy Son of the Yellow Turbans, my father is a wise and good teacher

In order to show the absolute fighting power of the Ming Dynasty to these new recruits, Zhang Fu arranged several competitions directly after the training of the new recruits. The first one was between Huang Zhong and Yang Zaixing, who were almost equally strong.

On the military performance platform, Huang Zhong held the Red Blood Knife and Yang Zaixing held the Broken Silver Spear. The two looked at each other and immediately started fighting.

"General Huang, please teach me!" Yang Zaixing held the Broken Silver Spear with both hands and bowed to Huang Zhong.

"General Yang, you are polite. Please teach me more." Huang Zhong also bowed in return, with excitement in his eyes.

He knew that today's competition would be an exciting battle.

Neither of them wasted words. Yang Zaixing took the lead in attacking. The spear in his hand was like a dragon going out of the sea, stabbing Huang Zhong with a fierce momentum.

Huang Zhong was not to be outdone. He waved the Red Blood Knife like a tiger coming down the mountain and met Yang Zaixing's spear.

Ding!

The weapons collided, making a crisp sound. The two men each stepped back a few steps, and then quickly rushed towards each other.

Their speed was getting faster and faster, and their moves were getting more and more fierce.

For a moment, the martial arts stage was full of swords and shadows, and the figures of the two men intertwined, making people dazzled.

"How powerful! Is this the general of our Ming Dynasty?" The recruits in the audience widened their eyes and were amazed.

They were shocked by the powerful strength shown by Huang Zhong and Yang Zaixing, and their hearts were full of admiration.

"Haha, did you see? This is the real general!" An old soldier smiled proudly: "You recruits, you must work hard in the future and strive to become masters like them."

"Don't worry, we will definitely work hard!" The recruits responded one after another, with a firm light in their eyes.

At this moment, Yang Zaixing suddenly used a trick - the back-to-back spear in the Yang family spear technique.

He turned around suddenly, and the spear in his hand stabbed Huang Zhong like lightning. Huang Zhong was caught off guard and could only dodge sideways, but his sleeve was still cut by the spear.

"Good spearmanship!" Huang Zhong praised.

"Thank you." Yang Zaixing said with a smile.

However, Huang Zhong was not discouraged. He immediately adjusted his state and rushed forward to fight with Yang Zaixing again.

The two fought back and forth, neither of them giving in. Unknowingly, more than a hundred rounds had passed.

Finally, Yang Zaixing seized an opportunity and shot Huang Zhong's red blood knife away. Huang Zhong had no choice but to admit defeat.

"General Yang, you won." Huang Zhong said with a smile.

"General Huang, you are also very powerful. If I hadn't won by chance at the last moment, I'm afraid it would have taken several hours." Yang Zaixing said modestly.

"Hahaha, you two are both fierce generals of my Ming Dynasty, no need to be modest." Zhang Fu laughed at the side.

Hearing this, Huang Zhong and Yang Zaixing smiled at each other. They understood that this competition was not only a contest, but also a form of communication and learning. Through this competition, they could learn from each other's strengths and improve their martial arts.

"Okay, today's competition ends here. I hope everyone can learn something from it and constantly improve their strength." Zhang Fu said loudly.

"Yes!" The recruits answered in unison.

Then, Huang Zhong and Yang Zaixing walked down the martial arts stage, and the recruits began to talk about it.

"I didn't expect General Yang to be so powerful that he could defeat General Huang Zhong."

"Yes, but General Huang Zhong is also very strong. If his weapon hadn't been knocked away at the last moment, it would be hard to say who would win."

"Anyway, this competition was really exciting. It would be great if there were such competitions every day."

Hearing the discussions of the recruits, Zhang Fu smiled slightly.

He knew that this competition not only inspired the recruits' fighting spirit, but also made them look forward to their future military life.

......

With the sound of the gong, the second competition began. Gao Chong and Li Cunxiao each held their own weapons and walked to the center of the martial arts arena.

They knew the importance of this competition, not only for personal honor, but also to show the strength of the Ming Dynasty's warriors.

Li Cunxiao held a weapon in each hand: Bi Yan Lao in the left hand and Yu Wang Shao in the right hand. He walked onto the martial arts arena with steady steps and a firm and confident look.

He knew that this match was both a contest of strength and a show, so he decided to use a few percent of his strength to fight Gao Chong first to ensure the excitement of the match.

At the same time, Gao Chong, holding a gold-engraved tiger-head spear, stepped onto the martial arts arena with a serious expression.

He exuded a powerful aura, as if a tiger was about to attack. After the two looked at each other on the stage, they instantly started a fierce confrontation.

Their figures intersected like lightning, and the weapons collided with each other, making a crisp sound.Every collision caused sparks to fly, which made people marvel.

Li Cunxiao's attack was like a storm, and the Bi Yan Lao and Yu Wang Spear in his hands were wielded tightly, making it difficult for the opponent to resist.

However, Gao Chong did not show weakness. He responded with flexible body movements and superb spear skills, sometimes stabbing hard and sometimes dodging cleverly.

The two sides fought back and forth, neither gave in, and the battle was extremely fierce. The audience was stunned and cheered for the wonderful performance of the two.

Unknowingly, they had fought for a hundred rounds, but still no winner was determined.

At this time, Li Cunxiao thought to himself: "This won't work. I must use all my strength to end this battle." So he took a deep breath and decided to go all out.

At this moment, Li Cunxiao suddenly exerted his strength, and the Bi Yan Lao and Yu Wang Spear in his hands were swung faster and more fiercely, with greater power.

His attack was like a raging sea, sweeping towards Gao Chong.

Seeing this, Gao Chong was not to be outdone. He used all his strength to try to resist Li Cunxiao's attack.

But Li Cunxiao's strength was too strong, and he finally broke through Gao Chong's defense.

Li Cunxiao's Bi Yan Lao suddenly hit Gao Chong's gold-engraved tiger-headed spear, knocking it away.

Then, his Yu Wang Spear quickly followed up and stabbed Gao Chong in the chest.

Gao Chong had no time to dodge and was hit by Yu Wang Spear. His body flew backwards. After rolling several times in the air, he fell heavily to the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The audience in the audience suddenly quieted down. They didn't expect Gao Chong to lose so quickly.

But soon, they burst into warm applause and cheered for Li Cunxiao's victory.

Li Cunxiao walked to Gao Chong, stretched out his hand to help him up, and asked with concern: "General Gao, are you okay?"

Gao Chong shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Although the competition was over, it left a deep impression on people.

Li Cunxiao showed his unparalleled strength and became the focus of everyone's attention.

Although Gao Chong was defeated, his courage and skills were also admirable.

......

The third and last match was between Yue Yun and Chang Yuchun.

Zhang Fu looked at the two men and secretly sighed in his heart that their strength was absolutely equal, and this competition would definitely be exciting.

Yue Yun held a pair of broken silver hammers, each weighing 80 kilograms, and wielded them with great vigor and momentum.

Chang Yuchun held a 10-foot-long steel spear, flashing with cold light, and the tip of the spear was extremely sharp. The two stood opposite each other, their eyes met, and sparks flew.

"Uncle Chang, be careful, this is the power of the gods!" Yue Yun raised his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile. His voice was loud and powerful, full of confidence and provocation.

Chang Yuchun smiled slightly, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes: "Haha, you are talking about the same thing as anyone else!" His tone was relaxed, but the steel gun in his hand was held firmly, showing his inner calmness and determination.

Yue Yun swung his double hammers violently, and smashed towards Chang Yuchun with a whistling sound.

Chang Yuchun dodged sideways and stabbed Yue Yun's waist with a gun at the same time. Yue Yun dodged flexibly, and then smashed Chang Yuchun's shoulder with a hammer. Chang Yuchun quickly stepped back and blocked Yue Yun's attack with the gun barrel.

The two of them went back and forth, and it was difficult to tell who would win for a while. Yue Yun's double hammers were extremely powerful, and every swing brought great power, as if it could split mountains and rocks.

Chang Yuchun's spearmanship was as swift as a storm, and every move was accurate and unpredictable.

"Good boy, you are really strong!" Chang Yuchun praised.

"Uncle Chang, you are not bad either!" Yue Yun responded with a smile.

The fight between the two became more and more intense, and the air around them seemed to be stirred and twisted.

Yue Yun's double hammers and Chang Yuchun's spear kept colliding, making a crisp metal collision sound that echoed over the entire training ground.

Yue Yun used all his skills to exert his strength to the extreme.

His double hammers danced like a whirlwind, bringing gusts of wind, forcing Chang Yuchun to concentrate on dealing with it.

Chang Yuchun was also unwilling to be outdone. His spearmanship was like a dragon out of the sea, flexible and changeable.

He cleverly used the advantage of the length of the spear, sometimes fighting in close combat, and sometimes attacking from a distance, so that Yue Yun could not get close easily.

"Come again!" Yue Yun shouted and launched a fierce offensive again.

Chang Yuchun took a deep breath and raised his spear to meet the enemy. The two figures intertwined and separated in an instant, and this repeated process formed a thrilling duel.

In a blink of an eye, 150 rounds had passed, and the two were still tied.

Sweat oozed from their foreheads, but their eyes remained firm.

"It's great!" Yue Yun laughed, his eyes full of excitement.

"It's really fun!" Chang Yuchun also laughed. He felt Yue Yun's powerful strength and looked at his nephew with new eyes.

This competition was not only a contest of strength, but also a battle of skills and wisdom.

Yue Yun and Chang Yuchun were both top masters. They showed excellent martial arts and tenacious fighting spirit in the battle.

In the end, this wonderful competition ended in a draw.

Yue Yun and Chang Yuchun bowed to each other, and admiration was revealed in each other's eyes.

"Yun'er, your martial arts have improved rapidly, and you will become a great man in the future!" Chang Yuchun patted Yue Yun on the shoulder and said.

"Thank you Uncle Chang for your praise. My nephew still has a lot to learn." Yue Yun replied modestly.

This competition not only allowed the recruits to see the superb skills of Yue Yun and Chang Yuchun, but also let everyone see the deep friendship between them.