Chapter 77: Hate the sky
"You and Brother Ling are of the same appearance, although I haven't seen you yet, I have heard of your prestige." Xiahou Jun naturally used honorifics.
"General Xiahou is polite, how can he have a prestige in the future, but he is entrusted by his younger brother to meet the masters." Luo Song still had a smile on his face, a gentle attitude, and was not proud of his opponent's fear.
"I know that I am not an opponent, but I am entrusted by others to drag the general, please forgive me." Although Xiahou Jun said that he knew that this heaven-level early stage was definitely not an opponent, he still did not flinch.
"It's okay, it's just a different personal position, and the general doesn't have to care." Luo Song waved his hand.
"I don't think General Luo would mind taking a kick." A burly man walked out behind Xiahou Jun, holding a long sword in his arms, his eyes were blazing, staring at Luo Song and said.
"Heavenly Sword! Luo forgot about Xiahou and Cao, and the two have always been inseparable. Luo Song didn't care about the extra person, just said lightly.
"Cao Yuge has seen General Luo! The general was right, the Cao family and the Xiahou family were originally one. Cao Yuge raised his sword and clenched his fists and said.
"British Duke, as long as the Martial Academy gives up Wang Shichong's treasure, the inferior people will never want to meet you in battle." The cavalry forced everyone into the valley, and the leading middle-aged general spoke.
"Iron lance, golden-eyed camel! It turned out to be the descendant of the new general soldier of the eight horse generals, and the new general soldiers have been loyal all his life, and there are descendants alive, which is really gratifying. Li Ji looked at the person and arched his hand and said.
"Thank you, Princess! In Xia Xinliren, the armor can not be fully saluted, and I ask the British public to forgive me. Xin Liren rode on his horse and said with his fists clenched.
"Huh! The new general is polite, the general came with troops, could it be that he wants to oppose the Tang Dynasty? Li Ji smiled undeservedly, and asked elegantly and calmly.
"The British Duke can wear this hat too much, and he is also entrusted by others, and he is just leading the troops for the time being." Xin Liren hurriedly shirked it.
"Oh! I don't know which one is so good, there are such elite soldiers in Luoyang, and Li Mou doesn't know anything. Li Ji asked curiously.
"The British public forgives me, I don't know anything about it, but the employer asks for the whole annihilation of the Martial Arts Academy, and I know that I can't do it, and I don't want to be an enemy of Datang; So please don't be embarrassed. Xin Liren said with a smile, the same voice was not loud, the audience heard it, and the threat was self-evident.
"Haha! Who is so bold! Threaten the Martial Academy, deserve to be killed! ”
There was a wild laugh in the distance, a loud sound, followed by the sound of horses' hooves.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "There was a commotion among the surrounding cavalry, and dozens of men and horses flew out of the distance and fell to the ground.
Then a burly man, wearing a half-body leather coat and holding his right arm, held a huge flag gun, rushed over, and the barrel of the flag gun was the thickness of an ordinary person's wrist.
Rushed out of the encirclement, did not look back, a shot swept, and a few people fell off the horse, only then turned the horse's head, the flag gun in the hand "bang", inserted into the ground, the flag unfurled in the wind, the huge golden Tang characters fluttered on it.
"What a mouthful!" The strong man was alone against the thousands of troops, without fear, and shouted loudly.
"Hate the sky! Luo Shixin! Xin Liren was shocked when he saw the unique shape of the person who came, and exclaimed.
"Haha! Datang Luo Shixin is here! Who fights with a certain one! Luo Shixin laughed, and another burst of applause.
"Ahh The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Luo Shixin's self-registration number, aroused a burst of exclamation.
Among the elite cavalry, there was even more commotion, and many people subconsciously raised their spears, their faces were pale, and they were on guard in fear, for fear that Luo Shixin would suddenly kill him.
"Luo Shixin!" Xiahou Jun and Cao Yuge also exclaimed. Looking at each other, the original plan was to have led to all the heavenly levels that Luoyang could move, but he couldn't have imagined that not only would there be a gun Luo Song, but also a killing god.
Luo Shixin's appearance made the students of the martial arts academy cheer.
"What a hero, such a domineering nickname." Bai San muttered to himself.
"Hate the sky without Luo Shixin, hate the earth without ring Li Yuanba! Our two masters of Datang, just by their names, can make the enemy tremble. Du He was excited and excitedly introduced.
"I don't know if I want the martial arts academy to withdraw now?" Li Ji said lightly.
"The British public laughed, with General Luo here, who else is presumptuous." Xiahou Jun said with a bitter smile.
"In that case, let's start the competition according to the previous agreement!" Li Ji was not embarrassed, and said generously.
"Thank you to the British Gongcheng, this time, we admit defeat." Xiahou Jun breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, he was able to continue the competition and finally gave an explanation to his employer.
"Okay, one person from the prefecture level will come out first!" Li Ji suggested.
"British justice! Admire under it! Xiahou Jun arched his hand.
"In the lower Gongsun Wuda, please give me advice!" Datang came out first with a prefecture-level master.
"It turned out to be the Duke of Qingshui County, and Meng Rang was reasonable." A person also walked out on the other side, raised a knife and clenched his fist and said.
"It turned out to be you, I didn't expect you to be unwilling to be lonely, and you came out to make waves again." Gongsun Wuda said coldly.
"Humph! It's just to join in the fun, don't talk nonsense, look at the knife. Meng Rang's face sank, and he slashed with a knife.
"Second brother, do you know who this person is?" Situ Changfeng saw that the person opposite seemed to be quite famous, but he hadn't heard of it, so he asked curiously.
"Little brother doesn't know!" Du He shook his head blankly and said.
"This is the six leaders of Wagang back then, who once raised an army against Sui, and he also has a brother named Meng Chang, but I haven't heard of any deeds between them later." Zheng Liwan tilted her head and thought about it, and introduced it to a few people.
This Meng Rang is worthy of being born in Wagang, his martial arts are extraordinary, and after twenty rounds of fighting, he scratched Gongsun Wuda with a knife and won a game.
And the second game was really as Zheng Liwan introduced, it was Meng Chang who appeared.
"Meng Shi Shuangxiong, a handful of age, why do you have to come out to wade into troubled waters. Li Daozong is polite! The martial arts academy walked out of a military general with a horse lance and said regretfully.
"Jiangxia King Li Daozong! The prince is delicate, but be careful. Meng Chang's face changed slightly, and he slashed violently, and made the first move.
Li Daozong was born in the Li family, so he naturally knows how to burn the yang, and the Li family's horse lance, arrows, and swords are called the three uniques, which have always been praised by people.
Naturally, it has its strengths, and Li Daozong is even better, although it is not a heaven-level, it is also the pinnacle of the earth-level; Meng Chang is just a high-level level, but whether it is martial arts or strain, he is more than a step behind.
The horse lance is heavy in front and light in the back, the non-arm strength is good to make it immobile, and the operation is not easy, and it can make a good one, all of them are masters; Moreover, the tip of the horse lance is long and angular, which can be used as a sword when chopping and stabbing can break armor.
It can be said that the horse lance is a battlefield soldier, it is not an exaggeration, but it is not easy to make, a horse lance often takes three or five years to make, and the cost is too high, not ordinary people can afford it, so it is gradually replaced by a spear.