"If I'm not mistaken, those Xuanjia soldiers I chose as guards shouldn't have training value, right?" Zhang San asked.

System: "You can see it." ”

After the system finished speaking, he didn't make a sound, Zhang Sanjin went back to the city, and he knew that how could this dog system be so kind and remind himself of this.

However, after being reminded by the system, Zhang San felt that he should recruit some guards.

Zhang San returned to the Jiedu Envoy's mansion, Yan'er immediately came forward to greet him, Zhang San touched Yan'er's head and said, "Go back and rest." ”

"Hmm." Yan'er nodded, followed behind Zhang San, and systematically entered the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion.

As soon as Zhang San returned to the Jiedu Envoy's mansion, he called the housekeeper over and said, "Butler, make arrangements, I want to recruit chivalrous people to be my personal guards." ”

"Okay, Childe." The butler replied.

The next day, Zhang San woke up from his sleep, Yan'er hadn't woken up yet, Yan'er had suffered enough last night.

But the whole Fan Yang was already boiling, and a notice on the bulletin board in the bazaar made many people in Fan Yang boil.

The news that Zhang San was going to recruit personal guards came out instantly, and many people with martial arts on their bodies, but none of them had a job, immediately took over the list.

These people are no better than those rich children who practice martial arts, that is, they just strengthen their bodies, and they are just three-legged cat kung fu.

After all, it is not bragging to be rich in martial arts, and it is really difficult for poor families to practice martial arts and become famous.

How many of the generals in history who are strong in martial arts are really from all over the world, and which one doesn't have some small money at home?

Zhang San ordered the housekeeper to set up a ring in the city, and all those who wanted to sign up could go to the ring to compete.

As soon as the news came out, the ring was quickly set up, and it took a total of three days for the ring to be built.

Zhang San sat in the spectator seat, and behind him was Yan'er standing there pinching Zhang San's shoulder.

"Yan'er, why don't you go back and rest, it might be a little bloody here." Zhang San said.

"Childe, since Yan'er is destined to see blood in the future with Childe, Yan'er will not go back." Yan'er said firmly.

"Fool." Zhang San scolded with a smile, if he could, he would rather not let Yan'er see blood for the rest of his life.

"Haha, Zhang San, I wonder if there is a place for me here?" Xi Linying didn't know where to come out of nowhere, and shouted at Zhang Sansan.

"It turned out to be Mr. Xi, who came and gave him a seat." Zhang San asked someone to bring a chair and stretched out his hand to Xi Linying.

"Who is this girl?" Xi Linying looked at Yan'er behind Zhang San, who was also surprised, and asked.

"My maid Yan'er, is there a problem?" Zhang San asked.

"No problem, haha, watch the fight." Xi Linying immediately turned his head to look at the ring.

"This Xi Linying big pervert actually just glanced at Yan'er today and didn't look at it, and changed sex? Don't say that it is a change of sex, even if the saint sees Yan'er, he has to listen for more than ten seconds, there must be a problem. Zhang San said silently in his heart.

And Zhang San also looked at the ring, the housekeeper is now in the ring, facing the ring to participate in the competition, or to see the excitement.

The housekeeper said: "Today, I will make the adults hold this ring, and those who are interested are invited to come to the stage, and life and death will not fall." ”

"The rules are also very simple, go on stage to fight, and if you survive five people, please wait in the rear." The butler said.

"Please come on stage." The butler stretched out his hand to signal, and immediately someone came up below, one with a beard on his face and a strong man, and the other was not strong, but it was not the kind of weak and impenetrable spear in his hand. The face is also clean, and I feel like a weak scholar.

"Please give your names." The butler stood in the middle of the two men and spoke up.

"The eldest grandson." A person who is weak and a scholar gives his name.

"Yin Qiongyu." The bearded man gives his name.

"Open a feast to sit on flowers, fly feathers and get drunk with the moon. The name is a good name, although it has been a while since Li Bai wrote this poem, but it doesn't seem to have been circulated, is it a coincidence or does this person have something to do with Li Bai? Zhang San muttered.

"What do you think, even though Li Bai's "Spring Night Banquet from the Younger Brother Taoyuan Prelude" has been circulated, but this Yin Qiongyu is also the same age as Li Bai now, it must be a coincidence." Zhang San muttered to himself.

As the housekeeper started, the two started to fight, the eldest grandson Hua held a spear in his hand, while Yin Qiongyu was barehanded, this is not fair in the eyes of the layman, but this is very fair.

If Yin Qiongyu is given a weapon, it may be weakened a lot, and it is not as powerful as it is now.

I saw Changsun Hua stabbing with a shot, a little cold light arrived first, and the position pointed at the tip of the gun could be described as extremely vicious, stabbing Yin Qiongyu's throat.

"It seems that this eldest grandson is not just some three-legged cat kung fu." Although Zhang San has not practiced martial arts, he is also a fan of martial arts, and it can be seen from the speed and strength of Changsun Hua's gun that Changsun Hua is a practitioner.

But Yin Qiongyu did not show weakness, his eyes opened angrily, his hands clenched into fists, and he threw a punch.

"Buddhist Kung Fu, Vajra Fist?" Zhang San saw it very clearly, and he completely saw the expression on Yin Qiongyu's face.

"King Kong angry eyes, this is the Buddha Gate King Kong Fist, that's right." Zhang San muttered to himself.

Yin Qiongyu's learning is still King Kong Boxing, and in the eyes of everyone in the audience, Yin Qiongyu will inevitably be stabbed in the throat by that shot and die.

I saw that the fist wind was getting bigger and bigger, and the fist was getting thicker and thicker, and this punch went down, just like the Buddha King Kong punching, the spear was broken, and the ribs were broken.

As Zhang San expected, the eldest grandson was knocked off the stage with a punch.

His spear no longer had a head, and the barrel of the spear was held in Yin Qiongyu's hand and directly broken.

Everything was unexpected by the audience, but everything was expected by Zhang San.

Yan'er looked horrified and asked, "Childe, why did that person not only smash that person's spear with one punch, but also send that person flying?" ”

Yan'er was puzzled, in her mind, it must be the one who can win with a weapon, and she was still thinking about why Yin Qiongyu was so stupid, why didn't she take one of so many weapons on the stage.

"Yan'er, you must know that this weapon is naturally one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short, and one inch dangerous." Zhang San said.

"Then why doesn't the one with the spear win?" Yan'er was even more puzzled.

"There is another sentence that is also good, wealth and danger are sought, and those who use short weapons often win when they are desperate." Zhang San explained.

"What's more, the fist method used by that man is the Buddha King Kong Fist, how can King Kong's anger be resisted by mortals?" Zhang San said.

"Oh." Yan'er replied in a half-understood voice.

"Amitabha." Yin Qiongyu stood on his chest with one hand in front of Changsun Hua on the edge of the ring and called out a Buddha horn.

"Donor, can you give treatment to this donor?" Yin Qiongyu looked at Zhang San and said.

Zhang San muttered to himself: "Is it a lay warrior monk? ”

"That's right." Zhang San shouted, and someone lifted the eldest grandson aside for the doctor to treat.