Chapter 106 Killing 2

Zhao Xin happened to be at the end of the duty and was pulled by Zhang Xin to watch the wrestling. At the beginning, Zhao Xin was still watching with relish. When he saw that the people sent by Yulin were defeated in a row, as a lieutenant of Yulin, he naturally couldn't hang on his face. Although he is not good at wrestling, his vision is indeed very superb. He has already seen that the man sent by the guard not only has a tiger's back and a bear waist, but also has a very stable down. Obviously, he is not an ordinary soldier. It is thought that the guard specially found a master who dug a pit and waited for the Yulin to jump for the face of Luo Yulin.

As a lieutenant, Li Wei's martial arts skills are naturally not weak, and he can't stand with the forbidden guard on the stage. The soldiers on both sides under the stage shouted wildly and cheered for themselves desperately.

Suddenly, Zhang Xin's face changed and he shouted softly, "It's not good."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a victory or defeat on the court. The strong man who represented the penalty guard suddenly let go of his hands, grabbed Li Wei's feet, and made a fierce force. Li Wei was focusing on trying to overwhelm him. He didn't expect that he moved so fast that he couldn't get caught by him and fell to the ground. He was already defeated.

There were cheers from the stage, mixed with a lot of shouts and scolds. Many Yulin and the guards around him have pushed and scolded. Although they did not do it, they were very angry.

Zhao sighed in confidence and turned his head and told Zhang Xin, "Go and watch some brothers. Don't make it difficult to clean up."

Zhang Xin nodded and said yes. Before leaving, there was a noise in the distance. A group of soldiers pushed and shouted, and the two sides also surged up and were about to do it.

After the player in the camp won, he proudly raised his thumbs at Li Wei, who was drooping on the ground, causing an uproar under the field. This gesture is extremely insulting in the Zhao army, expressing contempt for the opponent. No wonder Yulin's soldiers are so angry. Li Wei waved his fist and was about to go up and desperately. Fortunately, he was hugged by the clever soldiers beside him, which did not cause any trouble.

Zhao Xin, who wanted to retreat, was helpless. He knew that if something had happened to Yulin and the guard here, he would definitely not be out of the master's whip. Thinking of this, I had to jump onto the high platform and shouted, " Stop it all."

This roar was full of strength and full of energy. He overshadowed the noise of thousands of soldiers on the racecourse. He couldn't help but calm down with his roar and turned around and looked at him.

Zhao Xin pushed away the person who pulled Li Wei and pointed to him and shouted, "Winning is winning, losing is losing. If you lose, you don't find your own reason if you lose, and blame others for humiliating you. It's really humiliating Yulin. Go back and stay in confinement for a day."

Li Wei opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he met Zhao Xin's sharp eyes. He had to throw his head and answer, turning around and off the stage.

Zhao Xin turned his eyes to the strong man of the guard, with a fierce face and without saying a word. The strong man narrowed up a little under the gaze of his sharp eyes. He hesitated, and still bowed his hand and stammered; "bei... See Lieutenant Zhao. I don't know that Lieutenant Zhao is also watching, so it's not a special offense. I hope the captain will forgive me."

Although Yulin and the guard are constantly fighting, in the final analysis, they are all Zhao Jun. Zhao Junzhong has always been strict in rank, and the official level crushed people to death, not to mention the dignified Yulin lieutenant.

Zhao Xin saw that although he staddled in his words, he was proud of his words, not like an ordinary soldier. I couldn't help but be suspicious and asked, "Who are you and what is your position?"

The wrestler couldn't help avoiding Zhao Xin's direct eyes and said with a little guilty, "The humble position is the second soldier of the first battalion of the imperial guard."

When Zhao Xin saw that his eyes were dodging, he immediately guessed eighty-nine, raised his voice, and said sternly, "It's a death penalty to deceive Shangguan. Believe it or not, I will report it to General Xin."

The wrestler was stricken by Zhao Xin, and he was stunned for a while and had to say dejectedly: "Meng Jian, the lieutenant of the first battalion and the second song of the battalion, see the captain."

As soon as this statement came out, the stage suddenly made a lot of noise, because although there is no clear stipulation, most of the wrestling is limited to ordinary soldiers, and people like Li Wei's negative spirit will naturally not be demanding. However, Meng Jian is different. As a lieutenant, he deliberately pretended to be an ordinary soldier to the stage, which was obviously intentional and wanted to humiliate Yu Lin.

Zhao Xin was not angry, but just narrowed his eyes and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth. He looked straight at Meng Jian, and his eyes were not angry and arrogant.

Following the master for a long time, he gradually began to like to imitate the master's look, which will always make the other party feel that you know it well, and the pressure is invisible.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, Meng Jian couldn't stand it. There was a dense row of sweat on his forehead, and he didn't know whether it was the sun or cold sweat. In his heart, he couldn't help but regret it secretly. He still knew Zhao Xin, a young proud lieutenant. He knew that he was highly valued by his father. He was really obsessed with such a method, and now it's not easy to end. In case Zhao Xin told him that Shangguan Xinqi, he would be punished lightly and demoted.

Fortunately, Zhao Xin didn't let him think nonsense for too long, but said, "It's normal to play between the two parts. I have nothing to say if I'm willing to gamble and lose, but you break the rules like this. Otherwise, I'll compare with you. What do you think?

Meng Jian was stunned and looked at Zhao Xin suspiciously. His head was like a rattle drum, and said, "Captain Zhao, don't embarrass me. You are a Shangguan. How dare I fight against you? In case there is any damage to the master, he doesn't want my life."

Zhao Xin smiled and said, "What kind of bullshit are you talking about? How dare you come from the military?

With that, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and threw it on the ground. "This is a close-fitting thing worn by the King of Zhongshan. It's extremely sharp. If you can beat me, this dagger will be yours."

Meng Jian looked at the dagger on the ground, and the whole body scabbard of the dagger was made of gold. It looked gorgeous and he was overjoyed.

It is used by the king of Zhongshan. It must be a magic weapon to cut iron like mud. Meng Jian suddenly coveted. He looked at Zhao Xin with some hesitation and said, "If I hurt you by mistake, won't you bother me in the future?"

Zhao Xin laughed and said, "In front of so many brothers, I, Zhao Xin, am still a shameful person. There is so much nonsense. I'm afraid of a man."

Meng Jian's old face turned red by Zhao Xin's words. Now he made up his mind to walk in place and roared to strengthen his courage.

Zhao Xin stood upright, stepped steadily, stared at his opponent, and did not dare to be careless at all.

This wrestling is compared with skill and strength, which is very different from swordsmanship. Although Zhao Xin is proficient in swordsmanship, his strength is not the strongest, but his grasp of strength is perfect, so he has the courage to come to the stage to compare.

Meng Jian is tall and powerful. The muscles on his body bulged, and he knew at a glance that he was a powerful wrestler. Compared with Zhao Xin's figure, although it is even and fit, compared with him, it looks much thinner.

Meng Jian stared at Zhao Xin for a long time. Seeing that he still didn't mean to do it first, he finally ran out of patience and rushed forward with a roar, and his hands were like a fan to grab Zhao Xin.

Seeing that his strength was amazing, Zhao Xin naturally did not dare to touch him, but dodged and avoided.

The wrestling is different, and it relies on a solid force to collide. Since Zhao Xin wants to win, naturally he can't blindly dodge by his body method. At the moment, the horse sank and grabbed Meng Jian's shoulder. When he touched it, he felt that his hands were slippery. Meng Jian actually relied on his many years of body to remove Zhao Xin's grip.

When Zhao Xin saw that his body shrank sharply, he had already guessed his response move, and he had a move in his heart. His hands suddenly changed his move, and he hugged Meng Jian's body like lightning. His left foot stretched out and kicked his feet fiercely, but the touch was like a rock.

Meng Jian gritted his teeth, increased his strength, and hit him fiercely. He only heard Meng Jian's dullness, and finally fell down. Meng Jian fell to the ground and threw his heavy body out. Meng Jian's body flew high and hit the crowd with several 'oops' sounds, but it was a lot of people. Fortunately, there was nothing big deal.

There was a silence under the stands, and then there was a thunderous cry, especially the Yulin soldiers, who roared and applauded desperately. Zhao Xin clapped his hands proudly and smiled. He was about to jump off the Wutai, but he saw a middle-aged man in a gorgeous dress in the distance looking at him with a smile.

Seeing Zhao Xin's eyes, the middle-aged man smiled and stretched out his palm, slowly clapped his hands and applauded Zhao Xin.