Datang: I make it clear, I am Princess Changle

Time flies, and soon it's dusk!

The sun was not visible in the sky, and there was only a touch of red glow.

The top 100 battles are also played very quickly, and in many cases one or two rounds are left standing and lying down, and they are beaten out of the ring and lie on the ground alive.

When Lin Hao saw this, he instantly understood a truth.

In the TV series of the previous life, all kinds of martial arts masters fought for 300 rounds, but most of them were fake.

Martial arts were killing techniques in the Tang Dynasty, and the so-called martial arts routines were just practicing the flexibility of the body.

The real battle is not so good-looking.

Although it is not so good-looking, it is definitely effective, and the move can kill the enemy.

As for who defeats whom, it depends on the grasp of the killing move, as well as its own speed and strength.

It's just that this is just an exam, everyone has their hands, and lying down and spitting some blood is considered a loss.

If you win, you will not be arrogant or impatient, and you will make a friend.

If you lose, don't be discouraged, pay tribute, and come back next time.

Of course, such a good atmosphere is only possessed by real generals. Even if he is not a general, he has the bearing of a general.

Such an atmosphere, those so-called martial arts geniuses who rely on their family's foundation and make people have to lose, there is absolutely no such atmosphere.

For example, the black-clothed genius of the Fan Yang Lu family.

Finally, only the top four remained!

Li Jing read aloud: "No. 666, right No. 389!"

"No. 555, right No. 444!"

At this time, Lin Hao, who had just drunk a saliva, and Geng Gong, who had just drunk a saliva, looked at each other and smiled.

"Head coach, what is the record of the two of us going heads-up so far?"

Geng Gong smiled honestly and said, "You have won twelve times, and I have lost twelve times." "

Lin Hao shook his head and said, "It's not this, I mean how many moves have you held on to in my hands at most?"

Geng Gong looked at the sword in his hand, and was really embarrassed to speak.

Recalling that in the past, when Lin Hao came to take office, he was the most fierce and the most dissatisfied with Lin Hao.

Because, he is the best player in Shanzhou.

As a result, as soon as he challenged in front of everyone, he flew in eight moves.

In an instant, Lin Hao's prestige increased.

In an instant, Geng Gong was not so arrogant, and he practiced hard.

A month later, he thought that he practiced every day, and Master Lin slept every day, so he wouldn't lose in eight moves!

As a result, as soon as he hit, he still lost in eight moves.

This is strange, martial arts is a thing that does not practice for three days, and if you don't practice for thirty days, you will go back halfway.

Why is it still eight moves?

There is only one reason, he has become stronger by practicing every day, and Lin Hao has become stronger when he sleeps every day.

He was not convinced, and after a month, he went to challenge again, and it was still eight moves.

Later, he actually lost in seven moves.

In the last challenge, I lost in four moves.

Although Lin Hao did not shy away from saying that he became stronger when he slept, no one wanted to believe it, but the facts are here, and he had to believe it.

Geng Gong said embarrassedly: "I'll lose at most eight moves!"

"Let's just stop fighting, if we lose in three moves, I'm ashamed!"

At this time, Wu Yong walked over and said, "Brother Geng, doing your best is the greatest respect for your opponent." "

"I can't help but fight!"

"Try it, treat Lord Lin as an enemy, do your best, and see how many tricks you can withstand?"

Lin Hao also patted Geng Gong's shoulder and said, "Your grades are already good, challenge yourself, I won't let you." "

As soon as the words fell, Lin Hao left the game first with the sword on his shoulder.

Geng Gong took another sip of water, looked at Lao Li and the rich girl, and arched his hand: "General, eldest lady, if you lose in three moves, don't laugh at me!"

Li Shimin nodded, and said as a former general: "You are also a general, and you should do your best." "

Li Lizhi also smiled slightly: "Work hard, how can the head coach of Shanzhou admit defeat?"

"Do me a favor and teach him a lesson. "

Geng Gong smiled at the corner of his mouth, knowing that everyone was encouraging him.

Although they are brothers, although they are brothers who have died, it is still the same sentence, once you make a move, you will do your best to be respected.

No matter who lets whom, it is the biggest insult to others, this is the martial arts spirit of the Celestial Empire!

Directly in front of the seat of the hundred officials, Lu Zhi glanced at the officials of the Cui clan in Qinghe and said, "Master Cui, the old man will thank you for this matter." "

Master Cui smiled embarrassedly, if it weren't for the fact that his family didn't have much influence on him, he wouldn't let his son let him be his son.

Between the families, there is only a relationship of interests, only weighing the pros and cons, and there is no martial arts spirit.

The Qinghe Cui clan and the Fanyang Lu clan both belong to the Shandong Shi clan, but the Cui clan is inferior to the Lu clan in all aspects. And the Lu family is also the head of the five surnames and seven hopes, so you have to give in one step, otherwise it will be bad!

Finally, all four of them played.

There are nine rings in a nine-square grid, with a row in the middle and an empty ring in the middle.

Geng Gong and Lin Hao are in the ring on the far left, and Lu Tianqi and the children of the Cui family are in the ring on the far right.

While!

As soon as the gong struck, the examiner shouted: "Go!"

Lin Hao and Geng Gong first looked at the battle next to them, and the fight was very good-looking and beautiful.

You attack and I defend, and then turn around, you defend and I attack.

Obviously, it's an exhibition game.

Li Jing looked at Lin Hao and Geng Gong and said, "You still don't fight?"

"Right now, let's see the !! show"

Without discussion, the two of them directly and loudly said things that should have been seen through and not said.

Ha ha!

Hahaha!

Those present, those who practiced martial arts, and those who knew how to do it all laughed.

Lu Zhi's face was black, and that was longer than a horse's face.

He was an absolute literati, he glanced at Lin Hao and felt that he was too arrogant.

How rich Fan Yang Lu is!

Martial arts masters from all over the country have invited Lu Tianjealous to teach him, and the reason why he played the exhibition match was just to not hurt the children of the Cui family.

Lu Zhi had always thought so, but he ignored one point.

Why did the two of them get to where they are now?

Isn't it that when it was time to grab bows and arrows, not only did no one dare to rob them, but they also took the initiative to let them?

When the siege was in place, weren't some small soldiers arranged, and they were also playing exhibition matches?

The top 100 into the top four, aren't those children who know them have to take the initiative to give way?

On the surface, it seems that this Lu Tianjealousy is singing all the way, but in fact, it is estimated that it is like that.

It is estimated that when you ask a martial arts master to teach yourself privately at home, the martial arts master mainly makes money.

Then when the nursing home sparring at home was sparring, it was also deliberately allowed.

The so-called geniuses are all let out.

Geng Gong really couldn't stand it anymore, and said rigorously: "My lord, come on!"

"Let's see what the martial arts coming down from the battlefield are like. "

Lin Hao nodded and pulled out his heavy sword.

And Geng Gong also pulled out Tang Hengdao.

Yikes!

Drink!

The two of them were full of blood red, one hedged, and they all jumped into the air.

One person holds a sword in both hands, and the other holds a sword in both hands.

While!

There was a loud bang, and the fire flashed.

Real kung fu is not only about fighting tricks, but also about fighting physical fitness, explosiveness, brute force, and endurance.

There are tricks alone, but there is no power, and there is a fart.

The real kung fu is to injure 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted losses.

Strive to improve yourself, that is, to turn 1,000 enemy injuries into 3,000 enemy injuries as much as possible, 800 self-damage, and 80 self-losses as much as possible.

After the two landed, Lin Hao took three steps back, shook his hand and said, "For the scientific examination, you have practiced well!"

Geng Gong retreated to the edge of the ring, trying to restrain his hands from shaking.

Looking at his tiger's mouth again, it was shocked.

Geng Gong frowned, and said in Lin Hao's hometown dialect, and said in the Bashu dialect: "My lord, you really didn't practice secretly, you said that you are open-minded!"

"Which turtle son will spare you!"

Yikes!

Geng Gong's eyebrows furrowed again, and he came again with the Tang knife.

Two fighting styles, presented in the eyes of everyone.

The look in everyone's eyes when they look at the two battles is completely different.

One is admiration, and the other is the biggest joke in the world......

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