Winter is approaching, the cold wind cuts the face, and the wind sweeping down from the sky seems to hold a sharp sword, running and whirling in the wilderness, letting out a whining roar.

Even if the weather was bad, it could not extinguish the surging mood in the hearts of the soldiers, and they raised their arms to cheer for Wu Anguo and Wei Yan who were fighting in the ring.

In the center of the ring, the sword light is bursting, the hammer shadow is heavy, the sound of gold and iron is endless, and the continuous sparks are like fire trees and silver flowers, rising and falling in the ring, scattered and floating.

Wei Yan raised his eyebrows, his slightly red cheeks were covered with beads of sweat, he shook the blade of the knife, forced Wu Anguo back, and then rushed into the rear of Wu Anguo like lightning, and the hook and sickle in his hand slashed horizontally and vertically, and the cold light swept through, killing Wu Anguo's majestic and dangerous appearance.

Wu Anguo was controlled by it, the dantian sank rapidly, the double hammer in his hand opened and closed, dancing like a tiger, compared to Wei Yan's gorgeous knife technique, his attack was more simple and sharp.

Wei Yan didn't expect Wu Anguo to be so brave, he fought with all his strength, and the hook and sickle swirled angrily, and suddenly the sound of gold and iron exploded one after another, and the onlookers only felt a roar in their ears, and the aftermath was lingering.

Wu Anguo breathed for a moment, only to feel an endless huge force like a stormy wave, slamming into his chest.

With the unfolding of Wei Yan's sword technique, Wu Anguo's mouth suddenly became numb, his whole body trembled, and his entire huge waist and round body was forced to retreat again and again, and he was horrified in his heart: this person's sword technique was so exquisite.

Lu Bu's calm face finally changed slightly, he didn't expect that the martial arts of the strong man in front of him would be so good, and the power of a single round of swords, looking at the entire big man, there are only a handful.

He looked up at Wei Yan, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "The attack is successful!" ”

When the examiner heard Lu Bu's order, he immediately rang the bell and announced the result of the attack: "Wei Yan's attack was successful!" ”

Wei Yan took advantage of the situation to put away his knife, turned around and saluted Lu Bu with a fist, panting like a cow: "Thank you Wenhou!" ”

After he saluted Lu Bu, he saluted Wu Anguo again: "General Wu An, I have conceded." ”

"I couldn't defeat you even if I tried my best, and I bowed to you." Wu Anguo smiled, jumped out of the ring with a double hammer, and stood behind Lu Bu with a big grin.

Seeing the end of the battle between Wei Yan and Wu Anguo, Ding Feng licked his dry lips, and he didn't wait for Gan Ning's order, he jumped into the ring directly with a knife: "Lujiang Ding Feng, I have come to teach the generals how to move." ”

When everyone saw him looking arrogant, they couldn't help but sneer, and then saw that he was only in his twenties, and thought that his martial arts were not much higher.

After all, the martial arts of a military general rely on the battlefield fighting, the precipitation of time, and the enemy's battle to constantly grope forward.

And Ding Feng is just a weak crown year, and he is so arrogant when he speaks, and he doesn't seem to put the generals of the state army in his eyes, and he doesn't know whether he is confident or conceited.

Ding Fengke didn't care what others said, his gaze swept over the crowd, staring at the generals on the stage.

Lu Bu's opinion was different from everyone else, because he saw the shadow of his youth in Ding Feng, and thought that he joined the army at the age of fifteen and made a name for himself in Mobei with a momentum.

At this time, although Ding Feng was rebellious, he was slightly inferior to himself back then, thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Jiangtai: "Gongming, you will guard this fight!" ”

"No!" Xu Huang hugged his fists and promised.

Cao Xing's eyes were quick, and he walked to him with Xu Huang's plate axe: "Gongming, teach that kid who doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth a good lesson." ”

Xu Huang shook his head solemnly: "Although this person is young, his war knife is quite heavy, such a heavy war knife is like picking flowers in his hands, if a certain expectation is not bad, this person's martial arts are not under you and me." ”

Cao Xing's eyes widened, and he seemed to be a little disbelieving: "Really? ”

"Let's find out first!" Xu Huang nodded solemnly, walked into the ring with a plate axe, looked at Ding Feng and said, "Hedong Xu Huang!" ”

Ding Feng pulled out the armor knife, shook off the scabbard, the figure swept rapidly, the cold light swept around, and slashed towards Xu Huang with lightning speed.

Xu Huang did not underestimate Ding Feng because of his young age, but saw him wielding a plate axe, meeting the armor knife, and attacking Ding Feng violently.

In the face of Xu Huang's stormy attack, Ding Feng was beaten in a hurry for a while, he was arrogant and rebellious by nature, and he never admitted defeat, and today in front of everyone, he was beaten without the power to fight back.

At the moment, he roared angrily, waved his sword quickly, attacked violently, and fought all his life, trying to take down Xu Huang in one go.

Xu Huang was not in a hurry, calmly responded, the plate axe spirally flew, every time he swung an axe, it weighed more than a thousand catties, and everywhere he went, it was even more devastating, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Ding Feng blocked several times, the tiger's mouth burst out, and his abdomen was even more shocked, but as the pride of a martial artist, he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

Even if you die, you won't admit defeat.