Everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they heard this, and the seven brothers were stunned for a moment and then burst out laughing.

"General Zhao has a bad brain on the battlefield, although I have heard of the general's martial arts for a long time, but is it a little inappropriate to despise my seven brothers so much?"

Zhao Wusheng's expression was indifferent, Lu Zhao thought he would be angry, but his face was as flat as water, and he was not half stunned.

"How? Do you compete or throw in the towel? Zhao Wusheng smiled indifferently, and the corner of his eye glanced at the woman on the side.

Miss Zhao couldn't help but feel disgust when she looked at the seven strong men in the audience, she glanced at Zhao Wusheng, who naturally understood and bowed slightly at her.

The seven people were naturally unhappy when they were underestimated, but the other party only had one person and one shot, and the seven of them had been practicing martial arts since childhood, so they naturally knew the rules of this competition.

But at the moment, it didn't seem good to be clubbing like this, so they exchanged glances with each other and jumped onto the stage.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience applauded, and the seven mountain-like strong men stood on the stage and almost drowned the emaciated Zhao Wusheng.

The longbow stood beside Lu Zhao, he leaned over on Lu Zhao's shoulder like a child, this posture made Lu Zhao feel a little uncomfortable, he raised his hand and wanted to push the longbow away, but the other party seemed to be stuck to him and couldn't move it at all, and Lu Zhao had no choice but to give up.

Fortunately, now the eyes of the onlookers are focused on the ring, and no one notices their strange behavior.

Zhao Wusheng glanced at the seven strong men, his expression was full of arrogance and disdain, and the seven strong men looked at each other, obviously they were not satisfied with this guy's reaction.

One of the brawny men snorted, and he untied the huge broadblade that was tied to his back.

Everyone only heard a muffled sound, and the wide blade fell on the ring, and the surroundings even shook slightly as the wide blade fell, but looking at Zhao Wusheng again, he didn't seem to be moved, as if he didn't put these seven mountain-like strong men in his eyes at all.

Lu Zhao is also a person who practices martial arts, although he already knows in the mouth of the longbow that this Zhao Wusheng is the one who fights, but these seven strong men are obviously not easy to deal with, if they are a hundred steps away, Lu Zhao is still sure to take their heads.

But now they were less than ten steps away from Zhao Wusheng, and at such a distance, he couldn't guarantee that he would take advantage of these seven people.

If this Zhao Wusheng was really so powerful that he could defeat these seven people alone, Lu Zhao couldn't help but feel sorry for his reckless promise to the longbow when he thought of this.

After all, his mission was only to find General Wei and send this secret order over, not to come to this place desperately.

But it was clear that it was too late to quit now, and besides that he was already in this position, the hook-like hands of the longbow made it impossible for him to leave this place.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhao felt that he had fallen for the longbow, but because of this posture, he couldn't move at all, so he could only give up.

"Then the general must be careful!" The seven strong men shouted in unison, and took off the clothes of their upper bodies in unison.

Everyone sighed when they saw this, you must know that it is the middle of winter, not to mention others, even Lu Zhao, who is wearing wolf skin and has a martial arts background, will feel the cold, and these strong men are still steaming hot, obviously not extraordinary.

The move of the seven of them attracted applause from everyone in the audience, but before they could raise their hands and step forward, Zhao Wusheng on the opposite side stopped him.

The seven people were puzzled, but the man who started laughed twice and joked: "How? General Zhao, is this regretful? ”

"No, it's just that my sister explained before I came, she is unwell these days and doesn't want to see blood, I have forgotten a little, please stay for a while!" With that, he slowly picked up the spear in his hand and pulled out the shiny head.

The seven people looked at Zhao Wusheng, who was holding a gun, and looked at each other, and a wave of anger rose in the hearts of the seven brothers, this kid is really rampant, and today the seven of them are going to make him look good.

Hearing only a loud shout, the seven people waved the knives in their hands and slashed towards Zhao Wusheng, although those knives were in different shapes, they were all wide and abnormal, and under the dance of the seven brothers, the knife flower seemed to condense into a Dao wall and slashed towards Zhao Wusheng.

Everyone in the audience applauded repeatedly, but Lu Zhao was a martial artist after all, and although these seven strong men looked savage, they were by no means such idle people.

The knives they swung in the past seemed to have no rules, but the knives approached Zhao Wusheng's vital point, but Zhao Wusheng held his hands behind his back, pacing and rotating his body dexterously on the stage, looking extremely relaxed.

As for the barrel of the gun that he had just removed, he had been holding it in the palm of his hand, and it seemed that he had no intention of using it at all.

If you face these seven people by yourself, you must do your best but you can't guarantee that you will be unharmed, then Zhao Wusheng is so easy, I am afraid that he is a person outside the world!

Thinking like this, Lu Zhao couldn't help but secretly clench his fist and continued to observe Zhao Wusheng's every move.

After a few rounds, the seven strong men were already tired and panting, but Zhao Wusheng's face was as pale as blue and unharmed, and it was obvious that he did not take these seven in his eyes.

Seeing this, the seven of them exchanged glances with each other, and then they all picked up the big knives in their hands and slashed towards Zhao Wusheng.

The seven knives seemed to condense into a seamless net in the air and pressed towards Zhao Wu to the death, only to hear a loud bang, and the seven people actually flew down from the stage and fell heavily into the pile.

And at this moment, the barrel of the gun in Zhao Wusheng's hand had seven deep knife marks at some point.

He took a deep breath and slammed the barrel of the gun in his hand towards the ring, and in an instant, there seemed to be a breath rippling with the sound of the gun hitting the ground.

"Who else?" Zhao Wusheng's tone was flat, but because of his actions, every pore on his body seemed to be exuding arrogance at this moment.

What happened just now almost only happened in an instant, and it seemed that no one except Zhao Wusheng and the seven people would know what was going on.

"Brother, how can your little sister marry if you're like this?" As if to cater to the general, Miss Zhao on the side also laughed softly.

"Little sister, can't these miscellaneous pieces be able to enter your magic eyes?" While speaking, Zhao Wusheng glanced at the seven people in the audience, although they were angry, their bodies had no strength to do anything at the moment.

Miss Zhao sighed sullenly, while Zhao Wusheng stood up straight, still dressed in a haughty manner, looking at the audience and shouting, "Who else!" ”

His voice brought the longbow back to his senses, and he hurriedly waved his hand towards the stage: "And also, this, this!" ”