The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

Although Zhou Cang sensed that something was wrong, he still announced the competition format.

The competition was divided into 3 games, and Zhou Cang sent 3 subordinates to compete with Zhang Gong, but the competition could not use wheel battles, which made Zhang Gong feel a little more at ease, after all, the strong men with big shoulders and round waists on the other side were not easy to deal with, if they were wheel battles, Zhang Gong was really not sure that he could complete the master's orders.

The two sides came to an open space, and Zhou Cang handpicked the first bandit to fight.

Not to mention the tall body of this bandit, those big hands are like two fans, and he looks like a practitioner at first glance.

Ma Xiaoquan walked up to Zhang Gong, whispered a word in his ear, and then stepped aside, clasped his hands on his chest, and watched calmly.

The more Zhou Cang looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and pulled Pei Yuanshao over and said, "Old Pei, why does that guy look so happy, could it be that his subordinates have some killing moves?" ”

Pei Yuanshao shook his head and said: "Don't be angry with others to destroy your prestige, that guy with the black hand is the number one man in our Weihu Mountain, even if the other party is powerful, it is estimated that he will not be able to last a stick of incense for a long time, you, just watch it obediently."

Zhou Cang swallowed his saliva, looked at the two people who were already ready in the open space, and announced loudly: "The competition begins!" ”

As soon as Zhou Cang gave an order, the man called the black hand sneered and pounced on Zhang Gong, Zhang Gong skillfully turned to one side, dodged the black hand's pounce, and then, he slashed at the back of the black hand's neck lightly.

The other party's eyes rolled and he collapsed softly.

"Huh?" Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao looked at their subordinates lying motionless on the ground and stopped talking.

In the first round, Zhang Gong only made one move, and it seemed to be a very simple move, and he overturned the opponent, and the whole process was as Pei Yuanshao said, without a stick of incense, but it was his own person, not Ma Xiaoquan's subordinate - Zhang Gong.

Zhou Cang's face was dark, he was so angry that he had nothing to say, the person was hand-picked by him, he didn't expect it to be so shameless.

In the second game, Pei Yuanshao ordered one of his subordinates to come out for the competition.

Although this subordinate is relatively tall and strong, his skin is unusually white, and some of them are bloodless.

Pei Yuanshao comforted Zhou Cang and said: "'White-faced Langjun' is second only to the two of us, don't worry, he can't handle it, Lao Tzu, I will do it myself." ”

The second game of the competition begins.

The white-faced Langjun was as steady as Mount Tai, motionless, but his eyes looked at Zhang Gong very vigilantly.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move, and if the enemy moves, I will move before him.

This mantra is the classic experience of the white-faced Langjun one-on-one, in the past, the white-faced Langjun has also faced large and small one-on-one fights, fair and unfair, he has participated in a lot, just by virtue of this mantra, the white-faced Langjun can be said to be invincible, this time, he still adopts this tactic.

On the other hand, Zhang Gong looked at the white-faced Langjun unhurriedly, compared with the other party's vigilant expression, Zhang Gong was much more natural, he first glanced at the master Ma Xiaoquan, then smiled, and finally smashed the mouth, staring at the white-faced Langjun impatiently.

Don't look at Zhang Gong's calm appearance on the surface, in fact, he is already very surprised in his heart.

He was surprised not because of his opponent, but because of the opponent analysis that his master had given him earlier.

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing that the other is invincible, before the competition, the master will give him an analysis, saying that the other party will send a reckless man for the first time to win with one blow, and if he unfortunately loses, the other party will send a very cautious opponent for the second time

Sure enough, both opponents were hit by the master's words.

Although Zhang Gong is illiterate, he can understand people's words, and Ma Xiaoquan is very straightforward, Zhang Gong naturally understands very well.

followed the master all the way, Zhang Gong consulted all the way, and Ma Xiaoquan did not hide it, and taught him all the fighting skills suitable for Zhang Gong.

Zhang Gong is really a wizard who practices martial arts, although he knows nothing about it, but he does a surprising standard in action.

Of course, Zhang Gong still lacks actual combat drills.

Therefore, Ma Xiaoquan deceited, saying that he had 500 loads of grain, and deceived Zhou Cang to send someone to accompany Zhang Gong to practice.

Zhang Gong and White-faced Langjun looked at each other motionlessly, beads of sweat were already oozing from White-faced Langjun's head, and Zhang Gong was much better than him.

A stick of incense passed, but the two of them remained motionless.

Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao seem to be quite patient, they are very confident in the strength of the white-faced Langjun, and they believe that as long as the other party makes a move, the white-faced Langjun will definitely knock down the opponent faster than the opponent, or kill the opponent.

Ma Xiaoquan couldn't sit still, he underestimated the patience of the white-faced Langjun, and also underestimated the patience of Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao. However, this incense, Ma Xiaoquan is not idle, he will not be stupid to think that Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao will obediently let him go after the competition, so Ma Xiaoquan kept scanning the surrounding environment with the corner of his eye, of course, he saw the roast sheep on the fire rack the most.

"Okay, don't look at it, settle the battle."

Zhang Gong nodded, clapped his hands, and walked over slowly.

That's right, Zhang Gong walked over, not with a rush or a pounce.

For this kind of opponent who does not move and I do not move, Zhang Gong has seen too much, in the past in the Yellow Turban Thief Camp, Wang Dali always likes to gather a group of people to fight each other, after each fight, everyone discusses, and the collective wisdom is definitely more than a person's head.

Everyone has discussed before that to deal with this kind of person who does not do it first, you must approach calmly, thinking of this, Zhang Gong suddenly sighed in his heart

The white-faced Langjun looked at Zhang Gong who came over, and panicked all of a sudden, he didn't expect the other party to do this, this practice is completely contrary to the common sense of one-on-one. However, the white-faced Langjun was not an idle person, he put his hand into his arms, and then quietly took out a poisonous needle.

Previously, Boss Pei had ordered him to kill this person before he went on the field, and the white-faced Langjun thought about it, if he was not allowed to use weapons on the surface, then he would come to Yin, anyway, he usually killed people by killing the other party by Yin tricks.

Zhang Gong had already seen the movements of the white-faced Langjun, he would not think that the white-faced Langjun put his hand into his arms and tickled, Zhang Gong expected that this white-faced Langjun must have taken something out of his arms, so he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy.

Walking in front of the white-faced Langjun, when the distance between the two was less than 7 feet (Han ruler, which is about one meter and six points in the current measurement), Zhang Gong stopped, he exhaled deeply, and suddenly attacked.

The white-faced Langjun had already expected Zhang Gong to make the first move, so he quickly took two steps back, inserted the poisonous needle in his hand between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and stabbed Zhang Gong at it.

The poison needle is very thin, if you don't look closely, you won't see it at all, and the white-faced Langjun thinks that Zhang Gong won't notice it, and he will definitely punch him.

But his wishful thinking was wrong, Zhang Gong not only did not fight him, but instead used his palm instead of fist, and slapped the white-faced Langjun's hand with a poisonous needle from the side.

The white-faced Langjun didn't give up, and his backhand struck again, Zhang Gong was not in a hurry, hooked a kick, and kicked the white-faced Langjun's calf to face the bone.

Seeing that he was about to kick, the white-faced Langjun turned sideways and skillfully dodged Zhang Gong's kick.

"Here's your chance!" The white-faced Lang Jun picked up the poisonous needle with a hideous face and stabbed it at the calf that Zhang Gong didn't have time to retract.

Zhang Gong was not surprised, he did not retreat, but took a step forward, leaned his shoulders, and made a "Tieshan Lean" as fast as he could.

This trick was taught to him by the master before going up the mountain, Zhang Gong was used for the first time, although the action was a little non-standard, but it was more than enough to deal with the white-faced Langjun.

The white-faced Langjun didn't expect the other party to have such a change of move, this time, he was unavoidable and hit him hard.

With a "bang", the white-faced Langjun was hit by Zhang Gong, and then, the white-faced Langjun screamed, with the blood spurting out of his mouth, and flew out.

The moment the white-faced Langjun flew out, the poisonous needle in his hand also took off, his eyes were sick, and his two fingers gently clamped the handle of the poisonous needle.

Zhang Gong put the poison needle to his nose and sniffed it, and then threw the poison needle at his feet with disdain: "Sure enough, it's yin." ”

Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao's faces were already red at this time, originally this matter was the default in their group of thieves, but being exposed was another matter.

Pei Yuanshao snorted: "Where is the poison needle, it's just a sewing needle"

Zhang Gong said: "I don't seem to say that it was a poisonous needle, right?" ”

Pei Yuanshao's face turned green all of a sudden, and he said angrily: "Damn, the third scene Lao Tzu will go in person"

Zhou Cang stopped Pei Yuanshao and whispered: "Old Pei, didn't you spend the night with those two chicks last night, do you still have any body?" ”

Pei Yuanshao blushed and said, "That's not in the way, you can see it, I don't believe it." ”

As soon as Pei Yuanshao finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Gong to prepare or not, and rushed up to fight with Zhang Gong.

Zhang Gong saw that Pei Yuanshao was menacing, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly adjusted his breathing and avoided the past.

Pei Yuanshao rushed into the air, his anger was abnormal, he twisted his body forcefully, and turned around with a swing punch.

Zhang Gong knew that he couldn't dodge this time, so he held his head in his hands and resisted Pei Yuanshao's punch hard.

Pei Yuanshao's punch was not heavy, and although Zhang Gong made a defensive posture, he was still beaten back no less than 4 steps.

"That's a lot of strength!" Zhang Gong gritted his teeth, and there were bursts of tingling in his arms.

Pei Yuanshao succeeded in one blow and continued to launch a crazy attack, Zhang Gong did not show weakness, adjusted it slightly, and also met it.

The two of them were inseparable in an instant, and their fists were to the flesh, and everyone present was shocked.

Although Zhang Gong is not tall, but his body is good, Ma Xiaoquan once told Zhang Gong, whether a person can fight or not, one is to see his skills, and the other is to see his ability to resist hits.

Zhang Gong's skills are not very good, but his ability to resist hits, Ma Xiaoquan asked himself, except for himself who has undergone special training, Zhang Gong is undoubtedly the strongest he has seen so far.