The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 123 Thunder
Seeing Yang Chengye's hesitation, Han Shizhong grabbed his hand and said, "Chengye, you must promise me."

After a while, Yang Chengye finally nodded and said, "Uncle, don't worry, you will be fine, and my nephew will definitely do his best to help you!"

Seeing that Yang Chengye agreed to himself, Han Shizhong showed a relieved smile.

After a night's rest, Han Shizhong was barely able to go to the ground on the second day.

In the commander's tent, Han Shizhong leaned on the chair, Yang Chengye was placed in his starting position, and behind them stood Han Tianlong, Han Tianhu and Niu Mang respectively.

The generals and the major commanders sat on both sides.

More than a dozen generals and commanders looked at Yang Chengye curiously, wondering who Yang Chengye was.

This person was unexpectedly placed in the starting position by the marshal at such a young age. Could it be that he is a relative of the emperor?

But even the emperor's relatives have never seen the marshal pay so much attention to him. Who is the marshal who is so valued by the marshal?
While everyone was guessing, Han Shizhong said, "Generals, let me introduce you."

Han Shizhong pointed to Yang Chengye and said, "This is Yang Chengye. Everyone must be familiar with his father. He is General Yang Zaixing who defended the Xiaoshang Bridge with 30 soldiers and made it impossible for Wanyan Wushu's [-] troops to pass."

"What? General Yang's son?"

"The invincible general Yang Zaixing, that is my idol. It is said that his son was killed by the Jin army, right? Why did he appear here?"

"Could it be that General Yang's son survived a catastrophe?"

"No, General Yang's son is named Yang Jizhou, not Yang Chengye."

Everyone whispered to each other and looked at Yang Chengye in disbelief.

"cough cough"

Han Shizhong coughed twice and said, "Yes, he is General Yang's second son, Yang Chengye."

"The commander-in-chief has occasionally felt the wind and cold for the past few days, and his body is unwell, so he cannot lead everyone to the battle, so I asked Mr. Yang to give orders on his behalf."

"How is this possible? General Yang is General Yang, and his son is his son. General Yang's martial arts are world-class, and a Yang family gun is invincible. Anyone who stands in his way will die. Does his son have such great ability?"

"We are the soldiers of the marshal. We obey the orders of the marshal. I don't agree with letting such a hairless brat command us!"

After hearing Han Shizhong's words, the crowd suddenly shouted. In a word, they would not accept Yang Chengye's command, even if Yang Chengye issued an order, they would not carry it out.

"boom"

Han Shizhong slapped the table with his palm, and said: "Yang Chengye followed General Yang since he was a child, and he is familiar with the art of war. He uses soldiers like a god. He will command the club to be invincible and kill all the Japanese pirates."

"marshal!"

As soon as Han Shizhong finished speaking, a strong general with a rough face and a beard opposite Yang Chengye stood up and said, "Although he is General Yang's son, from the general's point of view, he is just a fledgling boy. Soldiers fighting?"

At this time, Han Tianlong introduced in Yang Chengye's ear: "This man is Liu Wenzhou, the general of my father's commander. He is brave and resourceful. He has been in the army for 20 years and has never lost a single defeat."

Han Shizhong looked at Liu Wenzhou and asked, "In General Liu's opinion, what should we do?"

Liu Wenzhou looked at Yang Chengye and said, "It's simple, we will see the truth in the ring, if he can beat the general to the ground, the general will obey his orders."

"If the general beats him to the ground, then this matter..."

Seeing Han Shizhong's eyes, Yang Chengye got up slowly and said, "Okay, I will accompany General Liu for a walk."

In the martial arts arena, the soldiers quickly built a high platform, and the soldiers standing around the platform looked up at the high platform with spears in their hands, waiting for the competition between Yang Chengye and Liu Wenzhou.

On the viewing platform, Han Shizhong sat with a group of generals, looking serious.

Yang Chengye and Liu Wenzhou stood opposite each other at a corner of the ring.

"Mr. Yang, although you are the son of General Yang Zaixing, the arena is the battlefield, and a certain family will not show mercy."

Liu Wenzhou cupped his fists at Yang Chengye.

"hehe"

Yang Chengye said with a smile: "General Liu doesn't have to hold back, it's still unknown who will win and who will lose!"

Hearing this, Liu Wenzhou got angry and said, "Rampant!"

"A certain family has been trained in iron cloth shirts since they were young, and they are invulnerable to swords and guns, so they have never been injured on the battlefield. You have to be careful!"

As Liu Wenzhou said, he took two steps forward, and greeted Yang Chengye's chest and face with a pair of iron fists.

Yang Chengye let out a faint smile, and he used his big crouching palm to intersect with Liu Wenzhou's iron fist, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing immediately.

The two fisted and palmed, striking fast, the soldiers in the audience were dazzled and applauded.

Yang Chengye's big crouching palm was enough to open a monument and crack a stone, but he didn't have a deep hatred with Liu Wenzhou, and he didn't use his internal force at all, so he failed to hit Liu Wenzhou.

And Liu Wenzhou really did as he said, he didn't hold back his hands at all, every punch was mixed with the sound of wind, Yang Chengye used his light body skills to dodge.

Seeing that his palm could not pose the slightest threat to Liu Wenzhou, Yang Chengye secretly said: "As expected of the iron cloth shirt, it really lives up to its reputation, and it really has no disadvantages on the battlefield."

"But I met myself, today I will break your iron cloth shirt kung fu."

Although the kung fu of golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt can be practiced to the point of being invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, but Yang Chengye knows that this kind of kung fu must find its cover and destroy it before it can be broken.

Yang Chengye thought about it, and Shen He pointed out that he instantly tapped Liu Wenzhou's big acupuncture points, but Liu Wenzhou didn't stop at all, and continued to attack, and his punching speed was a little faster.

Seeing that Liu Wenzhou was not subdued, Yang Chengye thought to himself, "Could it be that I was thinking wrong, his hood is not under his armpit at all?"

Suddenly, Yang Chengye discovered that every time Liu Wenzhou punched, his Tanzhong acupoint was tightly guarded. Could it be that the door of his iron cloth shirt was on the Tanzhong acupoint?

As Yang Chengye thought about it, he pushed aside Liu Wenzhou's iron fist with one hand, and at the same time pointed out the fingers of the other hand, hitting his Tanzhong acupoint.

Suddenly, Yang Chengye saw Liu Wenzhou's eyes showing a smile of success, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: "No, I've been fooled!"

Yang Chengye hurriedly pulled back, but Liu Wenyi punched him in the chest.

Yang Chengye suddenly felt as if he was hit by a high-speed train, so he had to back up quickly to vent his strength.

Liu Wen Zhou succeeded in punching, without stopping, he continued to attack Yang Chengye.

Yang Chengye gritted his teeth, cursing himself in his heart, he was too careless and underestimated the enemy.

While dodging, Yang Chengye blocked Liu Wenzhou's attack, and suddenly saw his Adam's apple twitching non-stop, and a flash of light came to his mind.

I saw Yang Chengye's body spinning quickly, dodging Liu Wenzhou's fist, and at the same time stretched out his fingers to point at his Adam's apple.

Just when Yang Chengye's finger was about to hit Liu Wenzhou's Adam's apple, he stopped suddenly, and Liu Wenzhou also stopped, looking at Yang Chengye blankly.

At this time, Liu Wenzhou's heart was chilling, his adam's apple was on the side, if he was hit by Yang Chengye, the iron cloth shirt would be torn immediately, and the martial arts he had practiced hard for more than 20 years would be abolished.

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