Chapter 110 Double Hammer Strong Man

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Perhaps because the scholar-like young hero was the first to make this point of view, this number was lucky to be drawn by him, which made him extremely excited and stood on the stage and laughed, as if he had been elected as the son-in-law.

The young man who won the second one was not happy. Although he could conduct this first game, he felt that he didn't win the first one. The lottery was not good. With a green face, he said to the young scholar, "Even if he won this number, what's the pleasure? Look, I'll beat you off the stage later."

The person who won the second prize is still the same, and the person who won the other number sighed even more unwillingly. After retreating to the ring, he stood behind General Heijia, so as not to wait for the two to fight and hit the pond fish.

The scholar-like young man said disdainfully, "Can you do it with your little sample? Shall we compare weapons or fists?

No. 2 said, "Since the prince has already had his life, the test is just a point, let's just fight."

A young man standing behind said coldly, "If you are so greedy and afraid of death, why do you have to come to this stage to make a disgrace? Get off the stage early and go back to practice honestly.

No. 2 drew out the sword in his hand and said, "It's better than weapons. No one dares to come on this stage!"

The young man who looked like a scholar did not dare to be careless at this time. He slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand, stood in a posture, and stared at the second opponent opposite nervously.

The people under the stage urged impatiently, "Go up and fight. What's there to see when you stand stupidly!"

The second leg kicked, and the sword stabbed forward, which was the general skill of shooting strong arrows into the ring. The scholar stood still and danced his sword with a white light, blocking the part he was about to stab.

Seeing that he was well guarded and could not please him, he immediately fell back, as if he had a spring under his feet.

In this first round, the weapons were separated without receiving them.

The spectators saw the two stabbing in front of them, coming and going like the wind, and the scholar danced with swords and splashing water, which was even better than the art dancers in the world. Suddenly, it was like thunder.

The black armor general on the ring shook their heads with the people under the colorful shed, and a few chivalrous men under the stage also shook their heads.

Several grumpy people scolded and shouted, "Do you want to dance the drama? This kind of martial art dares to be humiliated. Get off the stage early!"

The two looked pale when they heard it on the stage, but they did not dare to be distracted and continued to fight. It was still No. 2 when the sword collided, and the scholar danced the sword white. After many rounds back and forth, there is still a sword blade and no sound. However, it's still beautiful just looking at it.

The ordinary spectators are still full of color. The more they look at them, the more annoyed they become. The more they are, the more angry they are, and they are full of anger. Among the applause of the crowd, they are still clearly heard.

No. 2 couldn't help gritting his teeth and kicking his feet. In the gray shadow shaking, like a sharp arrow that did not turn back, the electric shot came, a little faster than the previous speed, which was really exciting.

The scholar's expression tightened and did not retreat. Instead, he stood one step forward. The long sword in his hand danced into a vast white sword net, covering his thunderous sword in the middle.

However, this time, No. 2 will never bounce back.

The spectator opened his eyes wide and excitedly looked at the sharp arrow hitting the net to see if it was an arrow or a solid net.

The long sword is about to hit the sword net. In the eyes of everyone's expectation, the ending will be known immediately!

"Wow!"

"Fight you, go down to me!"

"Ping Pong, Ping Pong!"

shouted and scolded, the sword wind swept, and the blades were intertwined. No. 2 fell directly out of the ring, and the scholar stood on the edge of the ring and danced. The ending was indeed known by a blow. It was so direct that it was no longer necessary to come back for the second time.

The scholar grabbed a long sword that had already bent and danced on the edge of the ring for a while. Finally, he couldn't hold on and fell off the stage. However, he was good at it, and the ring was quite high. When he fell to the ground, the scholar flipped behind him and stood on the ground where others squeezed out.

He looked at the long sword bent like a hook in his hand, and then looked at the stage with shame. The swallow swept away through the sky like a cloud, and his body was extremely beautiful.

Watch No. 2 again, they have disappeared for a long time and don't know where to hide.

Who won this competition?

On the ring, General Black Armor nodded and smiled, "The strong man's hand looks extremely beautiful, but this appearance, alas... If the strong man is interested, it's better to fight for an official position after choosing his son-in-law."

In the middle of the ring, there stood an ugly-faced bearded man with two sledgehammers. The two big hammers were extremely large, but he was afraid that the weight of a single handle was no less than 200 catties. His whole body was full of muscle knots, and the hammer was fierce, but his appearance was a little different.

The strong man grinned and showed his teeth. The hammer waved, "It's okay. I just don't like these two oil-headed and pink-faced kids. I'll send them away as soon as possible to see this real master."

After saying that, he straightened his chest and said to the stage, "It's easy for you to know that I was also fighting for the position of son-in-law, but this first one, alas... It's not that I'm older..."

"Haha, it's because the little brother is too handsome!"

The people under the stage laughed and said for him.

General Black Armor smiled and said, "Since the little brother is self-aknowledgeable, please go down and watch the test first. After a while, it's your turn to perform.

The two-hammer man punched the bottom of the stage, bent his legs vertically, and jumped to his previous position, but no one dared to occupy it.

It turned out that the two hammer man looked at the boss under the stage. After scolding for a while, the two were still solid and determined to push them down. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the two colliding with each other again, they put on the stage, and at the same time, he shouted a curse. The double hammered one point, smashed the two swords, whether it was the electric sword or the electric sword or The sword net, which danced like a light ball, was smashed to both sides by him with a single hammer, and even the green steel sword in their hand was smashed into a hook.

No. 2 came with a strong shot, full of momentum, and the impact force was even more fierce. He was swept directly under the stage by his fierce hammer. On the contrary, the scholar took the defensive posture and used his strength to resolve a little impact force, so that he had more opportunities to dance for a while.

When No. 2 was knocked off the stage by a strong man, he saw that he swept the two of them off the stage with only one move. He was ashamed. He held a mouthful of blood in his chest and shot directly out of the crowd, leaving without face for a moment.

Under the color shed, the fourth princess high-five excitedly: "The martial arts of these two strong men is not bad, and I finally saw the smart martial arts. Look at his momentum, which is better than mine. I'm afraid it's comparable to my eldest brother's martial arts.

King Quan nodded and said, "No matter how he performs later, with his martial arts skills just now, the official position of the fifth and sixth grade is not a problem. It's just that his appearance is too bad, otherwise I will still be optimistic about him.

The seventh prince laughed and said, "Brother Wang, you picked up the treasure again this time. Although this boy is powerful, he is really as old as he said. I'm afraid he is less than double ten. In time, he will be a fierce general who charges into battle."

King Quan laughed and said, "Seventh brother is envious. Then you'd better wait a few more years and wait for your little princess to grow up."

The laughter and talk under the color shed is leisurely, and the top of the ring is particularly fierce, which is different from the previous literary hide-and-seek. After the noise of the strong man with double hammers, those who play are all real, and some of them can see the victory or lose with just one move.

The remaining young knights who drew No. 3, 4 and 5, jumped off the stage with a discolored face under the blow of the double hammer man, and had to go straight away, and only one young man stayed. Instead, he no longer returned to the candidate camp, but stood in the crowd and continued to watch the performance on the stage, with pride on his face.

General Black Armor nodded and ordered the soldiers next to him, "Prepare the information of the young man who just jumped down under the stage. I'm afraid the prince will ask for it."

Shortly after his words fell, a bodyguard in the colorful shed came over and asked General Heijia for the information of the young man who was still watching under the stage, saying that he had been favored by the prince.

This is how young people are. When the edges and corners are not worn, the sharpness is obvious. Most of them are defeated and run away when encountering setbacks. It is rare to be able to calm down and continue to think about their shortcomings without being discouraged. This young man is a rare piece of jade. As long as it is carefully carved, it will be a piece of beautiful jade.

Such a martial arts competition has also become an opportunity for the prince to recruit good talents in disguise.

However, it is said that on the ring, after starting to move seriously, there are fewer people with low martial arts to perform on the stage, and more of them are real knives * fierce fighting. It made those ordinary people even more stunned. Although sometimes their figures swayed, swords and knives were as fast as lightning, and their eyes were dazzled, it did not affect their loud cheers.

forgot the other ring next to him and stared excitedly at the martial arts ring.

The loud sound of applause, the sound of the blade attack, and the screams of being stabbed by the body occasionally made Wenbi the scholar on the ring upset, and Wen Si was always interrupted by them.

Several people were so angry that they cursed, and their tone was still "rough and ignorant people" and so on. However, their voices were not enough, and they were covered to death by the fanatical voices of the stage, which made their faces more twisted and black.

After several futile scoldings, they were exhausted and sat down helplessly and continued to write unfinished test questions. However, after a while, he was upset, and several of them couldn't stand it anymore. They dropped their pen angrily and shook their sleeves and left.

Only a few scholars were not disturbed by the noisy sound outside. They sat quietly in front of the desk, laughing and waved, dragons flying and phoenixes, silver and iron hooks, and confidently handed over an article to those old scholars in a blink of an eye.

Sure enough, the oldru only swept the paper and said to the general who was responsible for sending iron cards next to him, "Give him the iron medal for the third round of the examination."

The scholar took the iron card, smiled indifferently, lifted his body, and gently floated down to Wenbi's camp. He turned his eyes and stared at Wubi's ring and watched carefully.

The remaining scholars looked at his disappearing figure with envy, continued to answer in a noisy voice, and were unwilling to give up this hard-won opportunity.

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