The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 68 A strange tie

Wang Xuanshan's face became even more displeased, and Jiang Bie at the side couldn't help but shout, "Are you, General Zhao, going to come down and compete with a young man who is not even twenty years old?"

Lin Zijie still had a warm smile on his face, while Wei Lin had a blank expression. They both looked at Zhao Tianya, and no one knew what they were thinking.

The two rows of officers on the steps also withdrew their gazes from Xun Ge'er, looked at his nose with their eyes and his heart with their noses, and stared straight ahead.

I don’t know whether they didn’t want to express their opinions or just agreed with what Zhao Tianya said.

Xun below the stage also took a deep look at Zhao Tianya. He had just arrived in Guangling and didn't know much about the situation in the government office or the army, but he could see that the army was not a monolithic entity.

"Surname Zhao? Someone from the Zhao family?"

Zhao Tianya, who was being stared at by four enlightened masters, looked calm, as if he didn't feel any pressure at all.

"Brother Jiang, you are joking. Why would I do such a thing as bullying the weak? It's just that it's not enough for Brother Xun to just defeat Wang Cheng. Why don't we let Lei Qing, who is at the Tongmai Realm, compete with him? Whoever wins will be the deputy commander. How do you think?"

Wang Xuanshan's face darkened when he heard this, and he shouted, "Nonsense! How can you treat military promotion as a joke? Don't talk about this anymore!"

At this moment, Lei Qing, who was standing in line on the steps, could no longer sit still. He quickly stepped out of the line, bowed to Wang Xuanshan, and said with a firm face: "I am a humble person, but I am willing to fight with Brother Xun in a real sword fight. I will not complain even if I die!"

In an instant, Wang Xuanshan, Wei Lin, Jiang Bie and Lin Zijie were all stunned.

The officers standing on the left and right of the stairs also looked at Lei Qing in confusion, wondering if this guy had taken the wrong medicine today.

In this kind of situation, one cannot just say "I won't complain even if I die"; Lei Qing's words were equivalent to signing a life and death agreement.

Finally, everyone looked at Wang Xuanshan again, as if waiting for him to speak.

At this time Fang Xun suddenly said: "General Lei sincerely invited me, how can I refuse? I have no regrets whether I live or die in this battle, and if I die, it will only be because I did not learn the skills well enough!"

Wang Xuanshan was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Xun's determined eyes, took a deep breath and asked, "In that case, you two should go to the back hall and get dressed properly before entering the competition!"

The two men bowed and followed the quartermaster into the back hall.

After Lei Qing entered the back hall, several soldiers came forward to help him put on his armor. They had no expression on their faces, but they were still feeling uneasy in their hearts.

If the Seven Killers hadn't told him to take the initiative to invite Fang Xun six days ago, he really didn't want to take the lead.

He knew Fang Xun's strength very well and knew that he was definitely no match for him.

"Why did this damn job come to me? I hope Fang Xun will let me go as the Seven Killers said."

He could only pin his hopes on this, otherwise he would have no way to seek justice if he was beaten to death by Fang Xun.

After a while, Lei Qing put on a suit of armor made of iron leaves, hung a heart-protecting mirror on the front and back, and walked out of the back hall holding a Xuanhua axe.

In another room, Fang Xun was not wearing armor, but holding an iron rod as high as his eyebrows.

Wei Lin and Jiang Bie also followed him to the back hall to explain some things to him.

Wei Lin said, "In this battle, it's best if you just end up with a draw."

Fang Xun was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "It would be fine if I didn't hurt his life, why did we have to fight to a draw?"

Jiang Bie smiled and said, "Don't worry, your deputy commander won't be able to escape. This is just a deal between Wang Mang and Zhao Tianya."

It turned out that when the two of them were confronting each other just now, Zhao Tianya and Wang Xuanshan had secretly communicated and reached a deal.

Zhao Tianya would not stop Fang Xun from becoming the deputy commander, but he would allow Lei Qing to be promoted as well.

It's just right to let the two of them compete, and if it's a draw, they will be promoted together. This way, no one else can find fault with them.

Fang Xun sneered after hearing this and said, "What a good Zhao Tianya, you are using me as a bargaining chip!"

After saying that, he agreed to their request and walked out of the back hall holding the iron rod.

thump—

thump—

thump—

The sound of drums was deafening in the training ground. Fang Xun and Lei Qing entered one after another and stood far apart.

The officers and soldiers on both sides looked at Lei Qing in his majestic military uniform and couldn't help but cheer in their hearts. No matter what, his majesty was outstanding.

On the other hand, Fang Xun was only wearing a short combat outfit, except for an iron stick in his hand. This made Lei Qing angry and felt that he was looked down upon by the other party.

Wang Xuanshan, who was sitting on the stage, saw the two of them enter the arena and shouted, "You two must try your best. If you win, there will be a reward!"

Along with this loud shout, Lei Qing's eyes flashed with anger, and he swung the Xuanhua axe and chopped towards Fang Xun. He looked like an angry giant god, as if he wanted to split Fang Xun in half.

Fang Xun easily pushed away Lei Qing's giant axe with just a stick.

In an instant, the two of them were fighting back and forth, and the fight was very intense with Fang Xun letting them off.

The air in the arena was surging, with waves of flying sand and rocks. After fighting for more than two hundred rounds, there was no clear winner.

The soldiers on both sides looked at it and cheered loudly, and the officers standing on the steps also had their eyes sparkling with wonder.

"This Black Hand Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation."

On the stage, Wang Xuanshan and Lin Zijie looked at each other.

Those officers and soldiers of lower realms could not tell that Xun Ge'er was letting them win, but they saw it clearly.

At this time, Zhao Tianya smiled and said, "Brother Wang, Brother Lin, I think the martial arts of these two are equally matched, why not hire them both?" Wang Xuanshan and Lin Zijie looked at each other and felt that the time had come. Just as he was about to say something to separate the two and end the match in a draw, something unexpected happened on the field.

For some reason, Lei Qing's face suddenly turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Fang Xun was hitting him on the crown of his head with a stick, but he immediately withdrew his hand upon seeing this.

The stick head stopped just three inches above Lei Qing's head. The strong wind blew his hair and made him break out in a cold sweat, but he felt relieved in his heart.

“Huh—I finally got past it.”

ding ding ding-

At this time, a gong sounded, and it was the general's order to call back the troops.

"Accepted."

Fang Xun bowed, ignored the other party, and walked towards the platform first. When Lei Qing saw this, he quickly followed with a pale face.

Arriving at the general platform, facing the gazes of the generals, Lei Qing said with a face full of shame: "My skills are inferior to others, this battle is won by Brother Fang."

Fang Xun glanced at him, wondering what it meant for him to vomit blood in the middle of a fight.

But he still bowed to Wang Xuanshan and said, "Captain, General Lei's old injury during the battle relapsed, so let's call this a draw."

In an instant, he felt that there was a hint of friendliness in the gazes of the officers around him. No matter what, in terms of closeness, they were still closer to Lei Qing.

I had heard before that Wang Xuanshan and Zhao Tianya were planning to promote both of them together, and now when I heard Fang Xun take the initiative to propose a tie, I immediately felt a favorable impression of them.

Wang Xuanshan looked at the pale Lei Qing with a concerned look on his face: "Oh? Chief Lei, are you okay?"

Lei Qing immediately said, "I was practicing martial arts before and got internal injuries. I hope the captain will allow me to go home and recuperate."

Wang Xuanshan nodded and said, "In that case, you can go home. However, I see that you and Fang Xun are equally skilled in martial arts, so I will employ you as the deputy commander. As for taking up the post, please report to the camp after you recover from your injury!"

"Thank you!"

After Lei Qing expressed his gratitude, he left in a hurry.

Fang Xun looked at his back, still confused, wondering whether the other party was really injured or just pretending.

After Lei Qing left, Wang Xuanshan looked at the sky. The sunset glow was fiery red and the sun was about to set. He simply laughed and said, "It is a great joy to have a young talent join the class today. We should prepare a feast to welcome Brother Xun!"

Zhao Tianya, who was the first on the left hand, also smiled and said, "That's right, that's right, we should interact more with Brother Xun!"

After hearing this, all the officers on the stairs immediately followed suit and greeted Fang Xun, who thanked them one by one.

Wang Xuanshan immediately ordered his men to set up a banquet in the military training hall of the barracks and invited Fang Xun, Wei Lin, Jiang Bie, Lin Zijie and other four people to raise their glasses and drink with the officers of all ranks.

As the banquet began, the red sun gradually sank and the sky darkened.

Lei Qing was alone, and seemed completely out of place among the bustling crowds on the street.

As he walked towards his home in the south of the city, his face turned pale and blue, as if he was struggling with some inner struggle.

"In the organization, no one has ever been heard of alive after seeing the Seven Killers, but I not only survived, but also got promoted. There must be something fishy going on."

Six days ago, when he met the Seven Killers, he felt like one of his feet had already stepped into the gates of hell.

But he didn't expect that the other party would just let it go for his mistake of issuing orders without authorization, which caused the organization to lose manpower, and even promised him a promotion!

At that time, he only had time to be thankful for surviving the disaster and didn't think much about it, but later he discovered something was wrong.

He only knew a small part of the mysterious organization he joined. He only knew that the organization's influence was secretly spread throughout the eight states of Jiangnan, and it even had an equal cooperative relationship with the Tianli Sect, one of the Thirty-Six Sects.

Although not much is known, everyone is afraid of the Seven Killing Envoys, for they are afraid that they will appear in front of them like a ghost.

Everyone in the organization knows that seeing the Seven Killers means that their death is imminent.

But why could he live six more days?

The more Lei Qing thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Humph! Life is the most important thing, I don't want to play around anymore!"

As he walked and thought all the way, he entered an inn in the south of the city, and before he knew it, it had completely darkened.

A quarter of an hour later, Lei Qing, with a pale face, walked out of the inn again and headed towards his own residence.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and a young man with a horse face, who was almost the same height as Lei Qing but looked shorter with a hunched back, appeared, carrying a bag and walking hurriedly towards the north.

Of the four gates in the city, only the north gate is open at night to facilitate the city dwellers to go to the film market.

Time passed minute by minute, and the horse-faced young man finally walked into the north gate arch, which made him completely relieved. After sorting out his thoughts, he quickened his pace again and walked towards the door.

But he didn't notice that on a roof somewhere, a figure was standing quietly watching his figure being swallowed by the darkness.

The figure was slender and well-proportioned, with his clothes blown by the cold wind. The bronze mask of a green-faced, fang-toothed evil spirit on his face looked extremely eerie and terrifying under the cover of night. It was none other than the Seven Killers of the mysterious organization.

After watching the horse-faced young man leave, Qi Sha tiptoed to another roof. The next moment, his figure instantly disappeared into the darkness and then reappeared somewhere else.

The whole person swept across the roofs like a ghost.

On the street, there were people of various identities, who seemed to be following the route of the Seven Killers unintentionally.

Judging from the direction it was heading, it was heading straight to the Zhao Mansion in the inner city!
(End of this chapter)