Lihoumen

Chapter 30 Contest
Zhao Chengke heard this and dismounted. He took off his double halberds from the saddle and said to Shen Han with a smile, "General, you didn't bring a gun today. I'm afraid you'll suffer."

"No problem!" Shen Han turned around and took down an ordinary iron spear used by soldiers for training from the weapon rack beside him. He weighed it in his hand and said with a smile, "It's indeed a little lighter." Then he said to Zhao Chengke, "But the battlefield is always changing rapidly, how can we be good at everything?" He shook the spear in his hand and said, "Today, I will use this to spar with you."

Zhao Chengke also dropped the double halberds in his hands upon hearing this, and casually took two ordinary halberds from the weapon rack, then said to Shen Han: "Well, I won't use my halberd today."

"Come on!" As he said that, he took a stance towards Shen Han.

The Shen family rose to power through military force. The ancestor of the Shen family was the number one military general who accompanied the First Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty to conquer the world. Although Shen Han's father, the Marquis Xuanping, died young, he was also a famous general who was feared by all. The Shen family has a long history of military training, and the Shen family's Silver Dragon Spear Skill is world-famous.

Zhao Chengke also came from a family of military generals, and the Zhao family halberd was known as the best halberd in the world.

The two masters fought each other, and in an instant the huge training ground was filled with flying sand and rocks.

The morning exercises were over, and the soldiers who had heard about the excitement came to watch the game with great interest. For a while, the training ground for the Shen-Zhao competition was surrounded by crowds of people.

"Wow, wow! General Shen's marksmanship is truly amazing!"

"General Zhao, please turn around and raise your halberd! Oh my! That was a close call!"

The competition between the two men in the arena was lively, and the soldiers outside the arena were also deeply impressed by their superb martial arts.

Before they knew it, the two had fought for more than a hundred rounds. Suddenly, Shen Han turned around like a swallow and jumped out of the arena. Then he neatly put away his spear and said, "Let's stop here today."

Zhao Chengke wiped his sweat. People outside the field might not be able to see that, although the sparring between him and Shen Han seemed to have no winner, Zhao Chengke knew clearly in his mind that Shen Han was showing mercy. In many moves, Shen Han gave him two points, so he was able to tie with him.

Things are different now. He is the commander of the Longwu Army, and a group of soldiers are watching him. Shen Han is protecting his face.

Zhao Chengke clasped his fist towards Shen Han and sighed, "General Shen's spearmanship is truly superb. This time, Zhao is willing to admit defeat."

"No, we're just tied." Shen Han said.

The two were about to stop fighting tacitly, but a fierce man who was watching enthusiastically on the sidelines saw this and shouted at the top of his voice: "No, no, the two generals haven't decided the winner yet, how can we stop?"

The person who spoke was the bravest warrior in the army, Li Dachui.

Shen Han glanced at Li Dachui and said with a smile, "I just saw you practicing wrestling with someone over there. How was it? Who won in the end?"

Li Dachui was born into a hunter family and was a rough man. When he saw Shen Han asking about this, he grinned and said, "General, of course I won. Looking at this army, who can match the strength of me, Li?"

Li Dachui is nine feet tall and as strong as an ox. His thighs are as thick as an ordinary person's waist, and he can lift a tripod weighing more than 100 kilograms with one hand.

Seeing him so proud, Shen Han said calmly, "I have heard that you are very brave. Today, I want to have a fight with you."

The soldiers got agitated after hearing this. It took Li Dachui a long time to come back to his senses. He stared at Shen Han with his eyes as big as copper bells. After a while, he stammered, "General, are you serious?"

Shen Han said: "Really."

The soldiers outside the field became more agitated. Li Dachui scratched his head, unsure whether he should accept the challenge. He hesitated for a long time, then turned to Zhao Chengke and said, "Commander Zhao, I can accept the challenge, but I have to say that I am a real man and will not cheat. If I hurt General Shen, don't blame me."

Before Zhao Chengke could speak, Shen Han laughed and said, "Li Dachui, just show your true ability. If you cheat, I will fine you."

"Okay!" Li Dachui was immediately delighted when he heard this, and shouted, "Since the general really wants to compete with me, then I, Old Li, will definitely not hesitate." As he said this, he clasped his fists towards Shen Han and asked, "If I beat the general, can you give me a promotion?"

Shen Han asked: "Are you still an infantry officer now?"

Li Dachui nodded, and Shen Han said straightforwardly: "If you can beat me today, I will let Commander Zhao promote you to the rank of Infantry Captain."

"Okay! It's a deal!" Li Dachui agreed loudly. As he spoke, he pulled off his short brown shirt, revealing his rock-hard muscles. He stood firmly on his horse and said to Shen Han, "Come on, General!"

Shen Han threw the spear in his hand, and it drew a beautiful arc in the air before being firmly inserted into the weapon rack. Then, he took off his brocade robe, wearing only the short coat underneath, and said to Li Dachui, "Today we are not only competing in wrestling, we are also competing in close combat with bare hands. Anyone who is knocked down three times will be deemed the loser, okay?"

"Okay!" Li Dachui was already impatiently ready, his voice as loud as a bell.

As soon as Shen Han got into a firm stance, Li Dachui, eager to win, opened his huge arms and pounced on him. Shen Han slightly turned sideways and dodged easily, then kicked back neatly and hit Li Dachui's waist. Shen Han's kick was very powerful, but Li Dachui was tall and strong, and his huge body staggered back two steps before he stood firmly again.

Li Dachui touched his lower back and laughed, "General, your leg skills are indeed amazing, haha, but I am thick-skinned and your kick is just like a tickle to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Han flew over. The smug look on Li Dachui's face had not yet faded away, but in the blink of an eye, he was kicked again on the lower back. This flying kick directly knocked Li Dachui to the ground without warning.

There were restless cheers outside the stadium. Li Dachui jumped up from the ground with a neat somersault and glared at Shen Han in front of him, saying, "I, Li, was not prepared, so I suffered a loss!"

Shen Han stared at him intently and replied calmly: "Pride comes before a fall!"

Although Li Dachui was a reckless man, he was not completely brainless. He learned and applied what he learned immediately, and when Shen Han was talking, he unexpectedly punched him.

Unexpectedly, although Shen Han was talking, his eyes were staring at the other party's actions like a hawk. At the moment when Li Dachui's iron pestle-like fist swung in front of him, Shen Han raised his hand and held his wrist firmly, and then accurately grabbed the vital point on his wrist. Li Dachui only felt a numbness in his whole arm, and before he could react, Shen Han flew over and kicked him hard in the waist again.

With a loud thump, Li Dachui was kicked to the ground by Shen Han again. This time he was in a much more miserable state than last time, and he fell flat on his face.

There was a sigh outside the court. Li Dachui got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his face, and shouted with a big grin: "General, you have no martial ethics. Why do you keep kicking my lower back? Can you just mess with a man's waist like this?"

The soldiers outside the field laughed out loud at Li Dachui's dirty talk. Shen Han looked at Li Dachui, who was sitting on the ground with a look of embarrassment, with a smile on his face, and teased: "On the battlefield, which enemy would care whether you are a defensive midfielder or a forward midfielder?"

In just two rounds, Li Dachui was easily knocked down twice by Shen Han.

He got up from the ground in a rage and rushed towards Shen Han regardless of anything. This time Shen Han did not dodge, but faced him head-on. The two of them entangled with each other. Li Dachui relied on his divine power to try to swing Shen Han up and knock him down, but Shen Han grabbed his arm tightly and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it.

Li Dachui yelled in exasperation and was about to exert more force, but he felt Shen Han tripped his leg. Then Shen Han exerted force and everyone saw a cloud of dust flying. Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "thump" that shook the earth, and the huge body was thrown to the ground by Shen Han again.

Li Dachui lay on the ground, staring at Shen Han in disbelief with his copper-bell-like eyes. For a moment, he didn't know how he was knocked to the ground this time.

"Being anxious is a taboo in military strategy!" Li Ling said to him.

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