Chapter 79 Li Wei
Wang Luo laughed back angrily.

"I know that everyone in the audience may have a lot of opinions on me, thinking that I got into this position by bewitching His Majesty in some way, well, before this class starts, let's talk about the ugly things first In the front, the elderly do not rely on their muscles and bones, I still advise everyone below, go home as soon as possible to feed your grandchildren, and it is better to take care of your life."

As soon as Wang Luo said this, the audience exploded instantly.

"Little guy, let's go make gestures, and I will let you have one hand."

"At your age, you haven't weaned yet, right? What qualifications do you have to teach us how to fight!"

Hearing the excitement in the audience, Wang Luo said loudly: "Okay, everyone here is a soldier, so let's go to the school field outside to make a gesture. It just so happens that I haven't fought in the capital for so long, and my hands are itchy. Who will be the leader?" Take a look at this target, let me warm up and loosen his muscles for free?"

This time, it was like pouring a spoonful of water into a boiling oil pan. Many generals stood up directly, but they didn't rush to the stage for Zhao Xicheng's sake.

But Zhao Xicheng stood up smiling.

"My subordinates don't support idlers, so I will wait for you outside the school ground first."

As the saying goes, Wen Wu first, Wu Wu second, as soon as Zhao Xicheng said this, several big and round generals followed Zhao Xicheng and walked out.

Wang Luo walked out with a smile on his face, and after a while, he appeared on the school field with a Liquan gun.

"Good boy, grandpa...I admire your courage!" A general had already taken off his robe, but he was actually wearing a battle armor underneath. . .

He was carrying a long knife and was leading his horse towards the school grounds. When he saw Wang Luo approaching with a gun, he couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, Tie Crazy, today you take the lead, kill this kid's arrogance, and teach him what is superiority and inferiority." Chang Zhiyuan looked at Tie Hao with satisfaction. This is a famous general in the Zhendong Army. From Chang Zhiyuan's point of view, if Tie Hao goes out, there will be nothing for the people behind him. As long as he defeats this kid, he doesn't know how he has the face to continue teaching them.

Wang Luo didn't say anything, but just silently rode on the war horse that had just been brought from the stable.

He leaned down and whispered a few words in the ear of the war horse. The horse snorted and swiped excitedly on the ground with its front hooves.

Tie Hao stepped on the horse, and a heavy sword was splashed by the water he swung, which attracted a burst of applause from the sidelines.

He looked at Wang Luo who was not responding, raised his long knife, and yelled to kill Wang Luo.

Wang Luo remained motionless in place.

"How is Wang Luo's martial arts?" Zhao Xicheng quietly asked Chen Ping beside him.

Chen Ping shook his head. He only knew that Wang Luo had made countless contributions in the Northern Wilderness, but most of them relied on his own ingenuity. He had never seen him actually make a move on the battlefield.

On the other hand, Wang Wei excitedly took up the conversation.

"Wang Luo is a prodigy in martial arts. I'm not as good as him when it comes to marksmanship alone."

Zhao Xicheng let out a cry of surprise. He knew that Wang Wei was also the best in martial arts in the Rejecting North Army, but he didn't expect Wang Wei to give Wang Luo such a high evaluation.

At this time, the two on the school field had already started their first round of contact.

Wang Luo lightly rode his horse, narrowly dodging Tie Hao's slash. Others didn't see how he moved at all, and the tip of the spear in his hand was already pointed at Tie Hao's throat.

Tie Hao looked at the spear that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and swallowed subconsciously.

But it would be too embarrassing to be instantly killed without holding on for a round. He yelled again, and with a slash of the long knife in his hand, he parried Wang Luo's spear.

Wang Luo's eyes changed slightly, he didn't expect Tie Hao to be so shameless.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the gun barrel hit Tie Hao's arm, taking advantage of the momentum.

Tie Hao couldn't hold the long knife in his hand anymore, and the long knife flew into the sky in a whirl.

Under Tie Hao's surprised gaze, Wang Luo thrust the Liquan Spear in his hand into the ground, and reached out to catch the long knife falling from the air.

"Let me teach you how to use a knife!"

Wang Luo lifted the long knife upside down with one hand, and chopped off Tie Hao's head with a simple stroke.

At this moment, everyone on the sidelines had an illusion.

They could clearly see this slash like autumn water, but they felt unstoppable.

The blade stopped only a few minutes away from Tie Hao's forehead, and under the attack of the blade energy, Tie Hao's hair exploded instantly. With disheveled hair, he looked palely at the blade that was out of focus in front of him, screamed, and fell off the horse Come.

"What a handsome sword, Wang Luo, what's the name of your sword?" Zhao Xicheng asked loudly off the court.

"Return to Your Majesty, this sword method is called Chunqiu!"

"Chunqiu..." Zhao Xicheng chewed on the name and fell into deep thought for a while.

Seeing that Tie Hao was instantly killed by Wang Luo twice in two rounds, none of the generals in the field dared to speak out for a while.

Suddenly a black and thin military general stepped forward from the crowd.

"Nanyue Lihe came to ask for advice, Wang Luo, I am good at foot combat, I wonder if you dare to dismount and fight?" In his opinion, scouts like Wang Luo who grew up on horseback in the Northern Wilderness are definitely not suitable for foot combat. , and the foot combat ability that I have trained in the South Vietnam rainforest all year round may not be miraculous.

Without further ado, Wang Luo got off his horse, not only didn't take Liquan's gun, but even threw aside the long knife he had just seized.

Li He's weapon was a seedling knife, and seeing Wang Luo's bare hands, he couldn't help but stop in place.

"Wang Luo, don't you have a weapon?"

Wang Luo shook his head.

"Battle on foot, empty-handed is fine."

Feeling that he had been insulted, Li He's face turned red instantly.

"Don't underestimate the heroes of the world." Holding the Miao Dao in his hand, he ran towards Wang Luo.

Wang Luo remained motionless in place.

Li He came in front of Wang Luo, and raised the Miao Dao obliquely in his hand.

He didn't know how many Vietnamese soldiers he killed with this move in South Vietnam.

But the expected result did not appear, Wang Luo still stood in place, as if he had never moved his position.

Li He, who only cut into a cloud of air, used his old moves, but was bumped into his arms by Wang Luo.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Luo dazzled with moves, only to hear Li He scream in pain. Not only did Miao Dao fall to the ground, but Wang Luo also locked his hands behind his back and knelt on the ground with one knee.

There was a burst of confused exclamations from the audience. They didn't understand this match at all. Wang Luo's moves were too fast. How could Li He be subdued?

"Wang Luo, what is your move called?" Zhao Xicheng once again played the role of a curious baby.

"Return to Your Majesty, this move is called a big catch!" Wang Luo released his hands that locked Li He, kicked him on the buttocks, and Li He walked towards the sidelines in a rolling and crawling manner.

"Father, my son is happy to see Lie Xin, let me go up and fight Wang Luo!" At this moment, beside Zhao Xicheng, the young man in a python robe suddenly said to Zhao Xicheng.

(End of this chapter)

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