Honglouchun

This arena is set up for martial arts practice, and for resolving grievances and grievances. It doesn’t matter if you fight to death in the arena openly. If you really go to the battlefield together in the future, they are also soldiers of Dayan. , but also to support each other.

That good-for-nothing has turned into a personal enmity, and this Marquis has nothing else to do but spit on him and look down on him!

Is there such a person?If you have, go now, so as not to make the hero ridicule in the future! "

How can this happen?

The children around are mostly immersed in Jia Qiang's idea, and they still rank in the third list of "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard"?

If this is on the list, wouldn't he be a hero in the world?

Holding the gold medal, and then being number one on the dragon list, with such a reputation, it's hard not to be reused by the imperial court!

There are also people who feel weak, but yearn for the siege every three months, which requires formation of troops and deduction of military tactics!

Perhaps at that time, it will be able to shine!

Others thought of Jia Qiang's last words, the line of heroes of the founding of the country and the line of heroes of Yuan Ping went to the battlefield together, is it possible to help each other?

Don't think that soldiers are straight-hearted, but they are cruel and vicious when they really play tricks!

When the two factions entered the battlefield, they might not dare to hand over their backs to each other...

Seeing that no one stood up, Jia Qiang sneered and said, "Since there are no such despicable people, let's go in and start!"

A group of six or seventy people were either playing with the cards in their hands, or watching from left to right, and entered the Yimen Gate of the East Road Courtyard. Stone benches.

There are several tables in the middle of the ring, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on them.

There were two boxes on each side of the case. Jia Qiang took a pen and wrote his name and the number "one" on the case. Then she stood up and said, "In the box on the left, let go of the lineage of the country. The box on the right is for people from Yuanping’s lineage, and people will randomly draw a piece of paper in each box, and the number on it is the person who will fight.”

Suddenly Jiang Lin, the grandson of Zhao Guogong Jiang Duo, stood up and asked, "There are only a few people in the founding lineage, enough for us to fight?"

The disciples of Yuanping burst out laughing, and Jia Qiang said flatly, "There are few people in the founding clan, so as long as the winner can persevere, he can keep fighting. If they are all beaten, the remaining disciples of Yuanping will fight on their own."

Jiang Lin laughed and said, "You want us to kill each other? Why?"

Jia Qiang sneered, and said: "I called you stupid before, but I didn't want you to be so stupid! When the three dragons, tigers and leopards are ranked in the future, if all the children on the list are Yuan Ping's children, then with this prestige, Yuan Ping's children will be able to compete in the army. The founding children will also be overwhelming. If you don’t want to compare, get out, and you shouldn’t be called an idiot on the list of honored heroes in the capital!”

Jiang Lin's eyes were tearing when he heard this, and he said, "Don't let me meet you! Otherwise, I'll smash your dog's head!"

Jia Qiang didn't even bother to pay attention to him. With this episode, a group of Yuanping's disciples with malicious intentions almost sharpened their knives and rushed forward, putting their respective cards into the box.

On the other hand, the founding children don't look very good.

In terms of boxing and martial arts, they really don't have the confidence to compete with the mighty Yuan Ping disciples on the opposite side.

But at this point, it's not bad.

Niu Cheng, the eldest son of Niu Jizong from the Duke of Zhen, Liu Dang, the eldest son of Liu Fang from the Duke of Li, Qi Hu, the second son of Qi Jianhui from the Xiangyang Marquis, Hu Ning, the eldest son of Hu Shen from the Marquis of Anding, Xie Qiang, the eldest son of Xie Jing from the Marquis of Dingcheng More than [-] children of the founding heroes, including Feng Ziying, Wei Ruolan and others also came.

After writing down the name taboo and the number of cards successively, wait for the lottery.

The next step is to choose a fair person and come to draw lots.

At this moment, I saw the fifth son Ke and the county king Li Xuan jumping out from behind, and I don't know when he came in.

He said with a cheerful smile, "I'll do it for such a stubborn thing. Can everyone trust me?"

Although many people were suspicious of the purpose of this absurd prince's visit, no one objected after all.

Li Xuan stepped forward, took out the box on the left, took a look, and said with a wide smile, "No.13? Who is No.13."

Seeing Qi Hu, the second son of Qi Jianhui from Xiangyang Marquis Mansion, come out, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and walked straight onto the ring.

Li Xuan fumbled and fumbled in the box on the right. After fumbling for a long time, he was speechless. Then he pulled out a piece of paper and said with a chuckle, "Number 48? Forty-eight...isn't very auspicious." Ah, this number, whose is it?"

Everyone saw Wang Jie, the prince of the Marquis of Xiongwu, come out with a gloomy expression, and after shaking hands with Li Xuan, he also entered the ring.

Shang Zhuo acted as the referee, and said loudly: "This time, we will use martial arts to make friends. You can't hit the eye, you can't hit the perineum, and you can't continue to beat after you are defeated. Do you understand? If you don't understand, I will talk about it."

Both Qi Hu and Wang Jie shook their heads, expressing their understanding.

Shang Zhuo said loudly: "In this case, then...start!"

Wang Jie twisted his neck, made a crisp sound, and looked at Qi Hu with ferocious eyes.

Although Qi Hu is already considered good among the children of the founding heroes, he also fought in the army for three or four years, and along with him, I also practiced boxing for several years.

But in terms of momentum alone, Wang Jie's momentum completely overwhelmed Qi Hu.

Qi Hu knew that Wang Jie couldn't let Wang Jie laugh at him any longer, otherwise he wouldn't even have the courage to punch if he waited a little longer.

Thinking of this, Qi Hu roared angrily, and punched out his heart with a black tiger.

Wang Jie sneered sarcastically. He could tell that Qi Hu had practiced before, but his practice was not so-so. Even if it wasn't three days of fishing and two days of drying the net, he didn't put in much hard work.

But he is different, Yuanping's meritorious officials take the founding lineage as an "example" and rarely condone their own children in martial arts.

So watching this punch full of flaws, Wang Jie almost moved to the side easily, and then his right hand was as fast as lightning, and the same black hand punched out his heart, and suddenly punched Qi Hu's abdomen.

Qi Hu spat out a bunch of offal in one gulp, like shrimp, and fell to the ground.

When Wang Jie saw it, he laughed sarcastically, turned to Jia Qiang who was sitting in the first row not far from the stage, gave a thumbs up to compare, and left the stage gracefully, accepting the cheers from Yuan Ping's disciples.

Jia Qiang looked indifferent, and after having Qi Hu lifted down, she nodded to Li Xuan.

Li Xuan started to draw a second round, drew a person from the box on the left, and said cheerfully, "No. 17, who is No. 17?"

Jia Qiang saw Xiong Zhe, the son of Xiong Taki, the second-class son of Guangde Bo's House, standing up, with a round face that could not hide his nervousness, Jia Qiang shouted at him: "Xiong Zhe, work hard!"

The rest of the founding heroes' children also expressed their support.

Xiong Zhe is also a wonderful person, and he said loudly: "Masters, warm up the wine, and wait for me to kill the general and return!"

Everyone applauded loudly, but Yuan Ping's disciples scoffed.

Li Xuan pulled out a person from the box on the right, and said with a smile, "No. 53! Who is No. [-]?"

Seeing Jiang Lin grinning grimly, he stood up and said loudly, "It's me! Ha!"

Jiang Lin jumped onto the ring in a few steps, waiting for Xiong Zhe to go up.

Seeing that Xiong Zhe was actually one of the most capable people on the side of Yuanping's children, his face turned pale, but he could only bite the bullet and grit his teeth.

After Shang Zhuo finished explaining his attention again, Jiang Lin, unlike Wang Jie, also used psychological oppression tactics, so he simply did it and punched Xiong Zhe in the face with a straight punch.

Xiong Zhe didn't know whether he was frightened or didn't react, he didn't even hide, when he was punched on the nose, his nosebleed came out, and he fell to the ground...