Chapter 411: A Mighty Move

Winter in Jiangning, despite the howling cold winds, is not as cold as in the north. The city guard sergeants of the ninth squad are all strong men, and this cold wind naturally can't freeze them. As for Song Zheng, his health was too good to speak, so he just sat on the ground and chatted with the sergeants.

"This big brother, what do you call it, where are you from?" Song Zheng nodded to a strong man beside him and asked with a smile.

"Cai Yong, from Laizhou." A smell of Shandong came out.

"Hey, then we're fellow countrymen," Song Zheng also changed back to a Shandong accent, "I'm from Mizhou, next to your Laizhou." ”

Cai Yong was stunned for a moment, although he knew that Song Zheng was the first name of Wujinshi, he didn't expect it to be a fellow villager in Shandong. When the fellow saw the fellow, his eyes were full of tears. Although Cai Yong was not in tears, he still grinned.

"Big brother, where are you from?" Song Zheng asked again at a strong man sitting opposite.

"Qin Yi, a native of the Wangwu of Mengzhou."

"The King's House? Good place, you have a Wangwu Mountain there, which is very famous. There is an allusion called 'the fool moves the mountain', which means that you are there. ”

"Song Gongzi has been to Wangwu Mountain?"

"I've been there, and the book says that your place has a threefold mountain, and its shape is like a house, and it's really like that. Among the ten major Taoist caves, there is your Wangwu Mountain. Legend has it that our ancestor, the Yellow Emperor, sacrificed to you for the rest of the day! ”

Qin Yi smiled, "Childe knows so much!" ”

Song Zheng smiled, turned his head, and turned to a person behind him. Without waiting for Song Zheng to ask, the man reported to his home, "Jiang Dakui, from Fuzhou." ”

"Fuzhou people? I don't know if Brother Jiang usually likes to drink tea? ”

"Tea? Of course, it can't be said to be good or bad! Jiang Dakui smiled innocently.

"That's not right!" Song Zheng shook his head slightly, "We had a tea saint in ancient times, named Lu Yu, who is from Fuzhou, and that is an old fairy who tastes tea." ”

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As Song Zheng chatted, all the people who went out came back, and Song Zheng beckoned everyone to sit down in a big circle and asked their names and places of origin one by one. As long as people report their names and places of origin, Song Zheng will always say his debut. Who doesn't say that their hometown is good, Song Zheng's words have aroused everyone's sense of identity. For a while, everyone was also harmonious.

After asking around, Song Zheng stood up. Everyone else naturally had to stand up, Song Zheng waved his hand, "Everyone is resting, I said it today, everyone listens." "There were a few people who were a little less courageous and didn't dare to sit down, and Song Zheng didn't care about them.

"Brothers, let me introduce myself first. My surname is Song Mingzheng, and my friends usually call me Song Xiaolang. I'm young, and you're all my eldest brother, so when you're not training, everyone can call Xiaolang. I've read some military books, and I know a little bit of fists and kicks, and several generals of the Mengcheng Guards value it, and I won the first name of Wujinshi. I know that this name is not counted, it is false, and there is an element of luck. ”

Song Zheng glanced at everyone and saw a few people shaking their heads lightly, obviously thinking that Song Zheng was growing other people's ambitions and destroying his own prestige. Song Zheng smiled slightly, "However, everyone comes to the Martial Arts Academy to earn money. So, let me start with one thing, in this competition, no matter where you go, I won't take a penny of the money I earn, and I will reward all the meritorious brothers. Of course, it's up to me to decide who the reward will be. To put it bluntly, I'm here to seek fame, and you're big brothers for profit, and we have the same goal. ”

Speaking of this, Song Zheng paused. The sergeants looked at each other. If Song Zheng really won the martial champion order, it would be 320 taels of silver, and this Song Jinshi was really willing. I have long heard that some martial artists have rich families and don't care about rewarding silver, but I didn't expect Song Zheng to say that he would take out the silver as soon as he came. This practice has existed before, but it is rare. And Song Zheng spoke very straightforwardly, without any falsehood. Don't say high-sounding words such as fighting bravely for the first, or relying on life and death, so these sergeants love to listen.

Song Zheng glanced at it and coughed lightly, "In that case, when it's time to fight, you big brothers have to give me some face, don't do it yourself." If there is a problem with my tactics, I will be punished by Song Zheng, and each of you can kick me and punch me. If any of the eldest brothers don't obey the order, you don't have to do it with me, and the other brothers won't spare you. ”

The sergeants were slightly stunned, and it seemed that the young man in front of him was about to stand up.

Song Zheng smiled again, "In the final analysis, it's stupid to have silver and not earn it, and I also want to earn silver with everyone." As I said earlier, I volunteered to be beaten if there was a problem with my tactics. I'm afraid of being beaten, so I'm not going to give you a chance to beat me; I also hope that you will not look for a fight. My fists and kicks were so heavy that few people could take two hits. If any big brother doesn't believe it, you can weigh me, within three moves, if I lose, then how to fight next, you have the final say; If I win, hehe, then I have to promise to be obedient in the future. ”

None of the sergeants moved, but most were not convinced. Song Zheng in front of him smiled, he couldn't see any majesty, his body was thin, and he looked a circle smaller than himself, how could he not even move three moves under such a person. However, the city guards have strict military discipline, and if they collide with their bosses, they will be whipped, and if they do it, they may not even be killed. Although these sergeants were not convinced, none of them dared to stand up and do it.

Song Zheng looked around and shook his head, "Why, you can't go through three moves?" Then two tricks are good. You're not afraid of being punished, are you? Rest assured, we are learning normally, not violating discipline. Liao Jianjun, learn from each other, don't violate discipline, right? ”

Liao Sha, who had been standing quietly outside the field, said loudly, "Learning from each other is not a violation of discipline." Liao Sha looked serious, like a piece of ice.

"Look, Liao has said it when he joins the army, it's not a violation of discipline. If any big brother is better than the next two moves, not only can he be the leader of the ninth squad, but the money that belongs to me can also belong to him. In case you get the martial champion order, in addition to your own 32 taels, plus my share of 320 taels, hehe, that's 352 taels of silver. This money can drink the best wine and prostitute the most popular girls. Damn, I'm all intrigued. Speaking of this, Song Zheng laughed again.

"Humph! Two moves, Song Gongzi didn't say big things, right? Finally, a strong man with a height of more than eight feet stood up. This twenty-three-year-old man named Ding Long was originally a chief, and he owed others ten taels of silver in the army. Song Zheng looked bad at the beginning. is not like a general who can lead everyone to win the martial champion order, so when Song Zheng chatted with him just now, he also replied sullenly. Now seeing that Song Zheng took the initiative to say two tricks, he was immediately a little annoyed.

"Someone finally stood up, it's Brother Ding, hey, look at Brother Ding's head, it must be good kung fu."

"I don't need Song Gongzi's praise, I don't know if what you just said counts?"

"Of course it counts," the corners of Song Zheng's mouth curled slightly, "Come, let's ask Brother Ding to give me some advice and see if the younger brother's kung fu is still passable." ”

"You don't need the two tricks you said, if you can defeat me today, I will obey you." Ding Long pouted, as if he was very unconvinced. In fact, he was reminding Song Zheng that there were only two chances.

"If it weren't for Brother Ding's reminder, I almost forgot two tricks. Seeing Brother Ding's figure, I realized that I was a little bragging just now. Just when everyone thought that Song Zheng had repented and felt a little frustrated, Song Zheng changed his words, "If you say it, you will splash the water." Who told me to talk without my brain. Come on, Brother Ding, two moves, if I can't defeat you, the ninth squad will have the final say in the future, and you still have a chance to get 352 taels of silver. ”

Song Zheng stood in place and hooked his hand towards Ding Long. All the sergeants stood up at this time, and withdrew a few steps to the perimeter, so that the circle became larger, and it was fifteen zhang square. Liao Sha hurriedly squeezed into the circle and stared at Song and Ding.

Ding Long took two strides and came to the place in front of Song Zheng. He is more than half a head taller than Song Zheng, but his body is thicker than two circles, and his arms are bulging, almost catching up with Song Zheng's thighs.

"If Song Gongzi takes back what he just said, it's still too late." Ding Long's face was gloomy, and there was a hint of anger in his voice.

"Brother Ding usually talks so much nonsense?" The corners of Song Zheng's mouth were curled, and he stood there lazily. The military body is loose and saggy, and he looks like he is underbeaten.

Ding Long's eyes narrowed, he took a step forward, and the big fist of the sand bowl hit Song Zheng's face. Due to his size, Ding Long's body was still slightly arched.

Song Zheng's body tensed, his right arm quickly reached out, grabbed Ding Long's wrist, and suddenly exploded. This time, Song Zheng did his best. Ding Long was sturdy, comparable to Yang Tong who was in Mizhou at the time, and Song Zheng naturally didn't dare to hold it up. Of course, the current Song Zheng is not the same as when he first arrived in Mizhou two years ago, and the twisting is even more extraordinary.

Ding Long, although he looked fierce this time, he retained some strength. Although it was said to be a competition, it was really going to seriously injure Song Zheng, and Ding Long was also afraid of sin. Who knows, although Song Zheng is thinner, his muscles and bones are extremely strong, and the fingers of his right hand are slender, grabbing Ding Long's wrist like an iron claw, twisting and pulling, without waiting for Ding Long to slow down, he felt an irresistible force coming, only to hear a click, Ding Long's entire arm reversed, and the whole arm was dislocated alive!

Ding Long's body immediately stopped, and with the twisting force turned to the side for half a circle, his mouth let out a miserable cry of "ah". When Song Zheng let go of his hand, his arm swayed and hung down at his side, and the whole person was lying on the ground.

All the sergeants on the field opened their mouths wide in unison, gasping for air, and they all looked at Song Zheng with incredible eyes. Liao Sha was frightened and trembled.

With a face, it didn't even count as a move, so Song Zheng knocked down the tall Ding Long and removed an arm.

Song Zheng looked around and saw that everyone was stunned, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. For a strong man like Ding Long, Song Zheng couldn't control the enemy at once. However, Ding Long's arm was retracted, and he couldn't figure out Song Zheng's path, so he suffered a loss.

"Doctor, I'll go find the doctor." Liao Sha slowed down and wanted to turn around and walk out.

"Wait," Song Zheng stopped Liao Sha and turned to Ding Long, with a look of concern on his face, "Don't move yet, your arm has fallen, I'll give you a good treat." ”

Ding Long struggled to get up, knelt on the ground, grinning in pain, and grabbed his right arm left and right, a little overwhelmed.

Song Zheng stepped forward in two steps and grabbed Ding Long's right arm, "Brother Ding, your silver has fallen!" ”

Ding Long was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the ground, at this moment, Song Zheng turned around, and there was a bone sound, and Ding Long's arm had already returned to its place.

Ding Long screamed again, only to find that the pain in his right arm had been greatly reduced.

"Brother Ding, you don't want to participate in tomorrow's training, take a day off, and you will be as good as ever."

Ding Long turned his arm, although it was still a little painful, it was much better than just now. Hearing Song Zheng's words, he reluctantly bent down and arched his hand, "Ding Long swears to listen to the son's orders!" ”~