Fenghou

Chapter 4 Athletics
Seeing his vicious kicks, Chen Qing finally couldn't bear it any longer. He jumped with his left foot on the ground, his body flew into the air, and a beautiful karate whirlwind kick, "Pa! 'He kicked Fu Moshan precisely in the face.

Fu Moshan' ouch! ' With a scream, the body' kicked!pedal!pedal! 'I retreated a foot away, and fell to the ground with my back on my back.

Chen Qing didn't use all his strength, otherwise the other side's teeth would not be able to keep half of his face.

It's just this one kick that Chen Qing has figured out the opponent's background. His body is clumsy, his lower body is flimsy, and his foundation in martial arts is too poor. It's just that he looks scary and has a few catties of stupid strength.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

Fu Moshan roared like a wild beast, drew out the saber at his waist, and was about to rush forward to kill.

"Fu Moshan, what are you doing?"

Li Jiang walked over quickly with a gloomy face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, several generals would be punished by military law for fighting in private. They quickly held Fu Moshan and dragged him away.

"Huanqing dog, just wait and see how I will deal with you later!"

Fu Moshan struggled and shouted from afar.

Li Jiang watched Fu Moshan go away coldly, then took out a roll of soft cakes and handed them to Chen Qing, and said with a smile: "This is the soft cakes I got from the gang leader, eat it!"

"Thank you General Li!"

Chen Qing was also polite, took the soft cake and gave half of it to Liu Wu and Zhao Xiaoyi, and sat on a stone to eat it.

Sitting beside him, Li Jiang smiled lightly and said, "Why does this person whose surname is Fu bother you?"

"He said that it seems to be competing for the head of some scout battalion, but what does this have to do with me?"

"I recommended you to the coach!"

Chen Qing was taken aback, "Does the general think I'm suitable?"

Li Jiang smiled slightly, and asked back: "Do you think this Fu Moshan is suitable?"

Chen Qing shook his head, "This person is very reckless, not suitable to be a scout!"

"He is not only reckless, but also arrogant. If he becomes my lieutenant general, I will definitely be killed by him. Chen Yuhou, I recommend you for my own sake, but this is also your chance!"

Chen Qing pondered for a moment and asked, "How to compete?"

"A total of four competitors? Fu Moshan is currently the highest position, he will be the leader, and the other three will be singled out, and the winner will be the leader of the scouts."

"This is called a wheel fight! If Fu Moshan wins two games in a row, and then faces the third game, will it be unfair to him in terms of physical strength?"

"Do you think he will suffer?"

Li Jiang sneered and said, "If he really wins two games in a row and loses the third game, he still has another chance."

Speaking of this, Li Jiang asked expectantly: "How is it?"

Chen Qing was silent for a moment, then nodded, "I will participate!"

Chen Qing has already realized that if he wants to gain a foothold in the Eight Character Army, he must seize this opportunity.

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The open space in front of the big tent was crowded with thousands of soldiers, watching the attacking match with great interest. In the frustrating and boring days, there were not many things that could make the soldiers excited.

At this moment, in the open space, Fu Moshan was fighting fiercely with a general. Fu Moshan was holding a golden-backed sword in his hand, and the sword was flying up and down with fierce momentum. Another general also used a sword, but was suppressed by Fu Moshan, obviously out of strength.

Chen Qing nodded secretly, this Fu Moshan has good strength, perhaps this is his greatest advantage.

Li Jiang said from the side: "His iron sword with a golden back weighs forty catties, and it is impossible to swing it without a strong arm, so Fu Moshan is known as the number one divine power in the Eight-Character Army. He can be a warrior, but he can't be a scout. He How do you send information if you don’t even know the words?”

"It's really not suitable!"

Li Jiang asked again with a smile: "What is Chen Yuhou best at?"

"Me?" Chen Qing thought for a while and smiled, "I'm good at swordsmanship, crossbow shooting and chess."

Chen Qing used to be known as the King of the Three Skills. His three skills refer to fencing, shooting and chess. He even made it to the top three men's epee in the National Games, but he changed fencing and shooting to swordsmanship and crossbow shooting.

"Hehe! I also like chess, let's play a game when we have time!"

Chen Qing smiled slightly, "The general likes it, I will accompany you anytime!"

He glanced at the main stand in the distance. It was actually a few big rocks. Wang Yan and several important generals were sitting on the big rocks to watch the battle.

A general with a thin face looked at him from time to time, wondering if it was Fu Xuan?
Chen Qing asked with a smile: "General Li, do you have any weapons at hand?"

"Of course there are weapons. I wonder what kind of weapons you want?"

"Spears and guns are fine!"

"I happen to have an extra iron gun for you!"

Li Jiang ordered the soldiers under his command, and the soldiers ran to fetch a spear.

"I was originally a general of Commander Yue. Later, General Yue and the commander-in-chief had a disagreement. He led the army to join Zongze in Tokyo. Before he left, he gave me this iron gun. It was a little heavy for me. One point, I will transfer it to you!"

It turned out to be Yue Fei's iron gun. Chen Qing immediately became interested, and quickly took the iron gun to take a closer look. Ten catties is more convenient for Chen Qing.

He stood up and swung his gun, and immediately noticed the difference between a spear and a spear. The spear had a hard head, and the tip of the spear could not be shaken, while the tip of the spear could shake out several points, which was more suitable for Chen Qing, who was good at fencing.

The arena was full of drums and loud shouts. Fu Moshan had won two games in a row, and the next game was the last one.

Fu Moshan stared fiercely at Chen Qing, raised his knife and shouted: "Huanqing bandit, let the horse come here!"

There were boos all around, and the soldiers put their hands in their mouths and whistled desperately.

Chen Qing got on his horse and swung his spear lightly.

In the main stand, Fu Xuan smiled to Wang Yan in a low voice: "Commander, the gun he is holding seems to be the iron gun that Yue Fei left behind!"

Wang Yan smiled faintly, "He can use Yue Fei's Zhangba iron gun, which means that he is not weak. Your nephew should be careful."

"If it's really not as good as him, I'll be convinced!"

Having said that, Fu Xuan also sent a confidant to tell Fu Moshan that he must pay attention to Chen Qing's iron spear and not to underestimate the enemy.

On the arena, the supervisor raised two flags and said: "Listen up, two generals, you are not allowed to hurt anyone in the martial arts competition, and the one who controls the opponent wins, otherwise the military law will not be tolerated!"

He waved the flag in his hand, "The contest begins!"

The drums were beating loudly all around, and the soldiers put their mouths together and shouted loudly: "Cut off his head! Cut it in half!"

Lest the world be in chaos.

Chen Qingbin waved his iron spear, straightened his waist, and stared at the opponent coldly.

He clamped his legs, and the horse galloped out, and Fu Moshan urged the horse to also rush over.

After rushing to his eyes in a moment, Fu Moshan yelled, aiming at Chen Qing's shoulder with a knife, without any mercy, he would rather be punished by military law than behead him, avenging his face with a kick.

Chen Qing had expected his thoughts early on, so he was not in a hurry. When the big knife was approaching his neck, he suddenly lowered his head, and there was a gust of wind, and the big knife slashed across the top of his head.

The moment the two horses staggered, Chen Qing suddenly gave up his spear, jumped up from the horse, and threw Fu Moshan off the horse to the ground. He had long discovered the weakness of Fu Moshan's unsteady footing, he couldn't stand firmly, and he couldn't sit still .

Before Fu Moshan could struggle, a sharp dagger was already on his neck, Chen Qing said coldly: "If you move again, your throat will be cut off!"

Fu Moshan felt the cold blade, and a sharp pain came from his neck, and he dared not move.

The supervisor glanced at the coach Wang Yan, and Fu Xuan was anxious, "Marshal, this is obviously not a one-on-one match, can it count?"

Wang Yan sneered, "They are competing for the head of the scouts. There should be no problem for the scouts to use this move. What does General Fu think?"

Fu Xuan was speechless for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he had been misled by the opponent's iron spear and had been fooled.

"Commander, Mo Shan has fought three times in a row. According to the rules, he should have another chance!"

Wang Yan narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Yes!"

Seeing the coach nodding, the supervisor immediately waved the flag and shouted: "Third round, Chen Yuhou wins!"

There was no sound around, no whistles, no shouts, all the soldiers looked at this scene blankly, it was unexpected.

Li Jiang let go of her heart, she did not see the wrong person.

Avoiding the weakness of one's own strength, grasping the weakness of the opponent's bulky body, and defeating the enemy with one move, this is the best scout.

Chen Qing stood up, but swung the dagger back very quickly. Fu Moshan, who was furious, was about to grab him, but a sharp dagger appeared in his hand. If he moved forward again, the palm of his hand would be pierced by the dagger. Fu Moshan's hand suddenly froze.

This little move made the surrounding soldiers burst into laughter.

Wang Yan couldn't help laughing too, his mind is far behind!
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According to the rules of attacking, Fu Moshan had won two games in a row before, so he had the opportunity to compete with Chen Qing in martial arts again.

The additional contest Fu Moshan proposed is the step bow. His foot is not stable, and his riding and shooting are in a mess. Only the step bow can have a chance of winning.

It's just that Chen Qing has never practiced bows, he has only shot crossbows, so he proposed to use step crossbows. Although Fu Xuan firmly opposed it, Wang Yan agreed without hesitation.

Wang Yan walked to the arena with a military crossbow, pointed to a small tree on the cliff and said to the two of them: "The small tree is about eighty steps away, you will shoot the small tree, and the one who hits the trunk will win." , the one who shoots down the branch is the top."

"I'll come first!"

Fu Moshan stepped forward unconvinced. He chose a two-stone bow, set the bow with an arrow, and drew the step bow.

The step bow is the basis of martial arts training. There were hundreds of thousands of bow and arrow clubs on the border of the Northern Song Dynasty. During the slack season, farmers would organize to practice archery.

Not to mention the powerful Bazi Army, almost all soldiers are good at infantry and have the right to speak.

Fu Moshan raised his bow and nocked his arrow, and there was a burst of applause, "What strength!"

As soon as the string was loosened, an arrow drew a parabola and shot it. The arrow hit the small tree, but failed to nail it. It grazed the small tree and fell.

There were sighs of regret all around, but it was already very good. Eighty steps away, there was a small tree with the thickness of a teacup. The round trunk was not like a flat target. On the trunk, it's easier said than done.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Chen Qing.

Wang Yan handed the military crossbow in his hand to Chen Qing and said with a smile: "This is not only a crossbow, but also a bow, so I don't count your violation, try it!"

Chen Qing took the military crossbow and looked at it for a while, and let go of his heart. The structure is almost the same as that of later generations of crossbows.

The body of the crossbow in later generations was made of aluminum alloy, while in the Song Dynasty it was made of jujube wood. It was the first time he saw a crossbow with such a wide bow.

I'm afraid it will take a lot of force to pull it apart, and this big crossbow is very heavy, weighing at least twenty catties.

Chen Qing supported the body of the crossbow with his left hand, and pulled the hook string with his right hand. With both arms, he shouted loudly, and the bowstring creaked and pulled away.

Fu Moshan's expression changed, and there were exclamations all around.

"Oh my god! He actually used his arm to pull back the crossbow."

Chen Qing had no idea that the crossbow he was using was the famous God Arm Crossbow of the Song Dynasty, also known as the God Arm Bow. Ordinary soldiers could not pull it open at all. Professional crossbowmen relied on kicking to open the crossbow. Even Fu Moshan had to rely on the strength of his waist to use his arms open crossbow.

But Chen Qing, who was ignorant and fearless, even pulled the bowstring with his arms.

Wang Yan was moved by it. He wanted to test Chen Qing's strength, so he took out the magic crossbow specially. The opponent was beyond his expectation.

Chen Qing strung the string, and smiled embarrassedly, "This crossbow is a little laborious, which makes the commander laugh."

Wang Yan said calmly, "Shoot an arrow and show me!"

Chen Nu raised the arrow and aimed at the small tree on the cliff.

Chen Qing's eyes were calm and his hands were as steady as Mount Tai. Wang Yan nodded secretly. Such steady hands would take ten years of hard work to achieve.

All the soldiers gasped, and held up the [-]-pound divine arm crossbow with one arm. The arm is still so stable, no one in the entire Bazi army may be able to do it.

Step bow is very simple, but it is equally difficult to do it to the extreme.

Chen Qing buckled the hanging knife, "Swoosh! 'A crossbow arrow shot out like lightning, hitting a branch of a small tree,' Kacha! 'The branch broke and fell from the cliff.

Cheers and applause resounded through the barracks. No one cared that he was from the Huanqing Army anymore. He conquered the surrounding soldiers with his own strength.

Fu Moshan was full of frustration, Fu Xuan gave Chen Qing a cold look, turned and left without saying a word.

Wang Yan handed Chen Qing a bronze medal, looked at him and said, "From now on, you will be the head of the second division of the Eight Character Army Scout Battalion!"

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