The Wushu on the Jin people's side appeared in person, and Wu Song should naturally come out to fight.

"Hmph."

Wu Song looked directly at the Wushu, stood up steadily, and wanted to go to the ring.

"Erlang is slow!"

Wu Zhi stopped Wu Song, pulled him to sit down, and leaned over to whisper to him a few times.

Zhao Ji and Tong Guan looked at Wu Zhi in puzzlement, the Wushu Fang only used one move to repel Lu Zhishen, and now there is no one on the side of the Great Song Dynasty who can fight with him except Wu Song, but don't want Wu Song to appear for Wu Zhi?

After listening to Wu Zhi's whisper, Wu Song looked at Wu Zhi in embarrassment, but he still nodded slightly and sat still.

"Your Majesty!" Wu Zhi turned to Zhao Ji and saluted, "Kill chickens with a knife, and send Han Shizhong, the general of the Qingzhou Army, to deal with this person!" As he spoke, Wu Zhi pointed to the vultures in the ring, with a look of disdain.

Wushu narrowed his triangular eyes slightly.

"Uh... What Aiqing said is very true! Zhao Ji nodded slightly awkwardly and said, "Where is Han Shizhong?" After seeing Han Shizhong get up, he ordered: "Go up and meet the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom!" ”

At this time, Zhao Ji and the others already understood Wu Zhi's good intentions, and they knew in their hearts that Han Shizhong was not necessarily an opponent of the vultures, and Wu Zhi wanted Han Shizhong to consume a wave of vultures first, and then let Wu Song fight against him, so as to increase the probability of winning.

Originally, this kind of dishonorable method was not done by a gentleman, especially if he did it so openly, it was really shameless. But as soon as they thought of Ling'er's lifelong event, Zhao Ji and the ministers were suddenly full of respect for Wu Zhi's dedication to sacrificing his reputation.

Wu Zhi is also out of the way, he doesn't dare to be sloppy about Ling'er, where is the reputation or something important to have a woman?

"Xiao Han, remember to stop at the point, don't hurt His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince!"

After Han Shizhong stepped into the ring, Wu Zhi gave another very shameless order, Han Shizhong, who listened, had a solemn face, and Wushu had a gloomy face.

"Please!"

Han Shizhong clenched his fists slightly, and with the referee's order, the competition officially began.

Han Shizhong is also an eight-foot strong man with a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, and his martial arts are not weak with Lu Zhishen, but he has just seen the hard fist of Wushu. So instead of attacking with hard punches, he put on a stance and wandered vigilantly looking for offensive opportunities.

But Wushu obviously didn't take this Han Shizhong, who was a few points worse than Lu Zhishen, in his eyes, he just stood still and looked at Han Shizhong with contempt, as if Han Shizhong would be killed in one move as long as he approached him.

"Humph!"

The clay figure also has three points of earthiness, not to mention Han Shizhong, who has always been unruly, seeing that the vultures despise him, he immediately snorted coldly, and pounced like a tiger.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Between the lightning and flint, the dull sound of the three limbs colliding sounded, and the onlookers had not yet seen the two of them fighting tricks, and they had already separated.

Han Shizhong's eyes stared at Wushu like a hungry wolf, and Wushu finally retracted his contempt, holding his left wrist with his right hand, with a hint of excitement on the corner of his mouth.

Wu Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, worthy of Han Shizhong, who can be as famous as Yue Fei in the future, is really brave, although he is still a little young, but just now he took the initiative to pounce and Wushu after three moves without falling behind, which is enough to show his toughness.

Although the vultures were underestimated just now, and Han Shizhong was estimated to be no opponent, it was enough to consume the vultures.

"Good!"

Wushu shouted, suddenly his body turned vertical, and he began to take the initiative to attack Han Shizhong, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Wushu took the initiative to attack, and the onlookers finally saw its horror, the agile body like a deer, the ferocious attack power like a wolf and the accuracy of an eagle, as soon as he made a move, Han Shizhong was almost unable to parry, and he retreated a few steps before stabilizing the scene.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the wind with fists and feet whistling in the ring, Wushu and Han Shizhong were inseparable and dangerous, and Zhao Ji and the ministers who watched it were full of horror. And Wu Zhi, Tong Guan, Wu Song and others couldn't help frowning deeply when they looked at the two people on the stage.

Because they all saw that the vultures made moves to attack Han Shizhong's vital point, which was extremely vicious, and Han Shizhong would die in the hands of the vultures as long as he was careless.

And although Han Shizhong is parrying with all his might, after all, his skills are still a little worse than the Wushu, and he is already faintly tired at this time, I am afraid that he will lose if he can't support a few rounds, and once he loses, he is likely to lose his life!

"The vultures really have bad intentions!"

Wu Zhi knew that he had been the commander of the army for many years, and his vision was very poisonous, and he probably saw that Han Shizhong was a good general who could not be found, so he would prepare to kill a good general seedling in the Great Song Dynasty at this time!

is afraid that the Great Song Dynasty is militarily strong, which just shows that he has ambitions for the Great Song Dynasty in his heart!

"Stop!"

Just when Han Shizhong was about to lose to the Wushu and reveal his flaws, a figure suddenly flashed into the ring, and grabbed the palm knife that the Wushu slashed at Han Shizhong's face.

"The battle in the ring is about to stop, why does the fourth prince have to be so heavy-handed!" Wu Song protected Han Shizhong and looked at Wushu coldly, "He lost, I'll fight you!" After speaking, he glanced at Han Shizhong, and Han Shizhong didn't talk nonsense, and walked straight out of the ring, without frustration in his eyes.

If you lose, you lose, and you just have to work hard to get back on the field in the future!

"Humph!"

Wushu violently withdrew the hand that was grabbed by Wu Song, and sneered: "It turns out that you Song people are not only civil officials who can play some indiscriminate small methods, but even military generals are so unbearable?" ”

Wushu's words made Zhao Ji and them secretly embarrassed, but Wu Zhi was like no one, as if the civil official who was playing tricks did not mean him.

"If you want to rest, I can wait for you."

Wu Song was also a little embarrassed, he didn't care about marching or fighting, but he was very sincere in terms of people.

"Humph! It doesn't take much physical effort to deal with two sheep, look at the boxing! ”

The battle spirit of Wushu was flourishing, and he punched Wu Song directly.

Bang!

The two fists collided, and Wu Song and Wushu each took a step back.

Wu Song's face is like iron, and it is tall like a pine and cypress. And Wushu looked at himself who took a step back in disbelief, and actually looked at Wu Song with surprise in his eyes.

That look of surprise makes people shudder, it is the surprise of really finding an opponent.

"Drink!"

With a loud roar, the vulture pounced on Wu Song again, and Wu Song was not afraid at all, and used the peerless jade ring to step the mandarin duck feet, and stood up with hard fists and vultures.

The two of them had unpretentious tricks, fists and fists, and the dull impact of muscles and musculoskeletal and skeleton only made people's scalps tingle when they heard it, and the generals under the seat seemed to have forgotten their camps, and looked at the two masters of Wushu and Wu Song with great admiration.

And Zhao Ji and the ministers were also frightened and pale.

"General Wu Song! Down with him! ”

Suddenly, there was a crisp shouting and cheering sound in the field, and everyone followed the sound to take a look, only to see that the two royal highnesses of the seventh princess and the thirteenth princess also arrived here without knowing when, and they were accompanying Zhao Ji, among whom the shouting was the thirteenth princess Zhao Huier, and the seventh princess did not speak, just looked at the ring, with a dissatisfied face.

"Hit him, hit him!"

Zhao Hui'er was still bluffing to cheer Wu Song, and Zhao Ji explained to the seventh princess in a helpless whisper, and the ministers had an expression that was none of my business.

It wasn't until Wu Zhi secretly gave Ling'er a firm look that Ling'er soothed her face.

Syllable!

At this time, in the ring, Wu Song and Wushu slammed into a punch again, and each took half a step back.

Although the winner has not yet been decided, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two are evenly matched, and it is estimated that they will not be able to tell the winner after a few more hours.

"The two martial arts are comparable, I think you better stop fighting, let's talk about a draw!"

Zhao Ji breathed a sigh of relief and said, at present, a draw is the best ending, there is no need to marry a daughter, and both sides have saved face.

"Your Majesty, are you going to talk too?"

Who knew that Wushu turned his head to Zhao Ji and asked: "You said that if no one in your Great Song Dynasty can defeat our Jin warriors, then your Royal Highness the Seventh Princess will be married to me, and ...... with me" As he spoke, the Wushu triangular eyes stared at Ling'er wantonly, and Ling'er frowned, "It's just a tie now, and no one in your Great Song Dynasty can defeat us, so Your Majesty, should you keep your promise?" ”

This question suddenly made Zhao Ji and the ministers stunned, and Wu Zhi also looked at Tong Guan with a frown, and Tong Guan nodded to Wu Zhi to indicate that Zhao Ji had indeed promised the Jin people to defeat them.

Looking at the sneaky Wang Huang again, Wu Zhi understood that Zhao Ji and the ministers were cheated by the Jin and Wang Huang Li Ying Wai co-design.

It is estimated that Wang Hao's garbage has no less benefits for the collectors.

"I'm not married!"

Ling'er finally broke out.

"I heard that Her Royal Highness the Seventh Princess is also proficient in martial arts, if Her Royal Highness the Seventh Princess can defeat me, I will immediately give up the courtship and return to the Kingdom of Jin!" Wushu said excitedly to Ling'er.

"Good ......"

"No!"

Ling'er was just impulsive, and Zhao Ji, Wuzhi, Tong Guan and other ministers all eagerly persuaded her.

"Who said that no one in the Great Song Dynasty can beat you, continue to compete and divide the winners and losers!"

Wu Song's face was angry, and he wanted to find a vulture to continue the competition.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Wu Zhi suddenly got up and grabbed Wu Song.

"How about I come and compete with you?"

Wu Zhi faced them with a small voice, but it was extremely penetrating, and the audience fell silent in an instant.

Zhao Ji, Ling'er, the minister, Jin Ren, and Wu Song all converged on Wu Zhi, with a confused expression.

"How do you want to compare?"

Wushu looked at Wu Zhi playfully and asked.

"I'm alone, let's go up with you Jinren Mission!"

The corners of Wu Zhi's mouth rose slightly, and he said calmly.