Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Hei Tuo is not tall, he is half a head shorter than Xu Zizhen, and his figure is not considered burly, but Xu Zizhen sensed his strength as soon as he fought, this kid's chest was like two hard bluestones, and Xu Zizhen punched him Looking up, he only felt a faint pain in his finger bones, which was something he hadn't encountered in a long time.

Of course, he was not the only one who was surprised, Hei Tuo's heart was also like a turbulent sea. His title of No. [-] Meng'an was not for nothing, it was obtained after countless fights on the battlefield on weekdays. Everyone in the Right Route Army knew that his fists were hard and his bones were hard. Normally, a stick with the thickness of a bowl would not be taken seriously when hitting him, but Xu Zizhen's punch just now made his chest tight.

The two of them retreated at the touch of a flash, one punch after another, and just as soon as they separated, they quickly rushed forward, and they started fighting. In the middle of the field, only two figures were seen intertwined and flashing quickly. It is not clear who is who and what tricks they used.

After a while, Xu Zizhen's heart was full of astonishment. Heituo's strength was beyond his expectation. Although his moves did not have a fixed routine, they were obviously trained with blood and sweat in actual combat. That kind of flowery display in the martial arts gym is completely different.

Hei Tuo also became more and more dignified, and Xu Zizhen's moves were actually the same concept as his, simple, direct, fierce and fierce, no fancy tricks, all moves went straight to the point.

Boom!

The two exchanged fists and kicks again, and each took two steps back. Xu Zizhen got kicked in the chest, which made him grin his teeth in pain. He stood still, rubbed his chest, shook his hands again, looked at Heituo and said, "The first Yimeng'an? It's really interesting."

Heituo also rubbed his chin, stared at Xu Zizhen and said, "You're not bad either."

"Hey, come again!"

"it is good!"

The two of them didn't talk much, and then they went to fight. The golden soldiers on the sidelines were all dumbfounded. In their impression, Hei Tuo was the number one expert in the army. Not a few come out, but right now the little boy is fighting with Heituo in full swing, and there is no sign of losing the wind at all.

Xu Zizhen's temperament is like this. The stronger the opponent, the more excited he is. At this time, he no longer cares about using any tricks and routines. He uses everything that can be used as an attack. Head, hands, legs, knees, elbows, There are no weapons everywhere, and Heituo gradually feels the pressure is increasing, and every time Xu Zizhen hits him, the force seems to be getting heavier and heavier.

The eternal calmness on Wu Shu's face finally disappeared, and his brows were slightly frowned. Xu Zizhen gave him a very dangerous feeling. Although he still doesn't know why Xu Zizhen changed his face to sneak in, but he believes that this is by no means a good thing. Such a scheming talent has such a good skill, if he can't use it for himself, he has to get rid of it.

However, Zhao Gou lost the nervousness before, and there was only a touch of helplessness and sadness in his eyes. He is a smart man, and he has seen the situation clearly today. No matter what Xu Zizhen does today, he will surely die, although he has always had feelings for Xu Zizhen Extraordinary trust, but he couldn't see the slightest way out in the current situation.

Shui Liuli and Du Jin watched the fight nervously, and Yan Zhao's eyes widened even more. Now that he finally convinced himself, he can be regarded as a master. Hei Tuo's skills can be seen at a glance. He He thought to himself that if he were replaced by himself, he would have been knocked down a dozen or so moves ago, but Xu Zizhen slowly beat him until he could only parry but could not fight back.

"This kid, so... so amazing!" Yan Zhao murmured, his eyes suddenly froze when he said this, and he cried out, "Not good!"

In just a short period of time, Heituo in the arena began to be somewhat unable to resist Xu Zizhen's fierce attack. Under the stormy attack, he had no choice but to retreat, his arms tightly protecting his vitals, and he tried his best to dodge. But Rao was still hit frequently.

But at this moment, Xu Zizhen's tight figure suddenly staggered, and the kick that was originally kicked high also fell suddenly. Heituo's combat experience is extremely rich, how could he let such a good opportunity pass by? With a kick, he rushed forward, twisted Xu Zizhen's shoulders with both hands like iron pliers, and slammed his knees hard into his chest and abdomen.

Xu Zizhen lost the opportunity with one move, and immediately changed from active to passive. His body was restrained, but he was unmoved at all. He also grabbed Heituo's hair with both hands and threw it back. His right leg and knee went around Heituo's body. Nibbled at the back of his head.

Boom!

Two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time, Xu Zizhen was hit hard on the chest, his body flew backwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out, drawing a bloody arc in mid-air, while Heituo was hit on the back of the head Xu Zizhen seemed to know that he was going to die, and he had exhausted all his strength to concentrate on his knees. Heituo only felt that the back of his head was hit by a high-speed chariot, and his eyes suddenly went dark, with blood in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. Gushing out, the body turned half a circle out of thin air and fell to the ground, fainting.

All the golden soldiers were stunned. The number one warrior in the army they regarded as gods was defeated in this way, and the defeat was so complete and miserable. Fortunately, Heituo's opponent, Xu Zizhen, was not much better. Heituo's anger One blow is not easy, I am afraid that his internal organs have been ruptured and he is unable to recover.

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, following a few strenuous coughs, Xu Zizhen suddenly moved, propped himself up on the ground and sat up slowly, his face was as pale as paper, with bloodstains hanging from his mouth, he was also seriously injured, just how do you look at it He is much better than Hei Tuo.

Only he knows about this, the stagger that Yan Zhao saw was actually his deliberate move, in order to lure Heituo to give up defense and attack, and then he can seize the opportunity to "die together" with him.

A smile appeared on Xu Zizhen's face. Heituo is the soul of the right army, and his force value is quite high. If he doesn't seize the opportunity to abolish him today, I don't know how many soldiers of the Song Dynasty will suffer in the future. Fortunately, The most important thing is that he did it. Hei Tuo knew the strength of that blow to the back of his head. He may not die, but he will inevitably suffer from the root cause of the disease.

I don't know if there is a concussion these days.

Xu Zizhen smiled secretly, looked up at Wu Shu: "Fourth prince, the last one, thank you."

Wu Shu's complexion was very ugly, he didn't expect that Heituo would not let him die here even after fighting with him, but this made him even more determined to kill Xu Zizhen.

The last assassin was sent back, Xu Zizhen struggled to stand up, Zhao Gou couldn't help but left the table, walked quickly to his side, and held him, his eyes were half relaxed and half distressed, but he didn't wait. When he spoke, Wu Shu spoke again.

"Mr. Xu, I still have one person here. I wonder if you are interested in winning it back?"

He clapped his hands, and a dying young man covered in blood was escorted out—Mu Dongbai!

Xu Zizhen glanced back, and Liu Xinian, who was standing beside Wu Shu, had stepped out slowly.