But Su Heng was unhurried......

Test the roulette ......

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I have to say that the mechanism skills of the two ink workers are indeed the best in the world, but the simulated battlefield of a martial arts field is made lifelike by them, from a distance, the scarecrow on the field is like a real flesh-and-blood soldier, and even when they walk, they can still make a shout in their mouths, if they don't listen carefully, they really think that there are soldiers shouting and cheering.

The blue side took the lead, the morale was booming, and there was a great momentum, on the contrary, the red side, because Su Heng was still familiar with the roulette wheel, and constantly tried to touch the mechanism, so the soldiers on this side were chaotic and unorganized, and the referees on the side shook their heads.

The rich kid also laughed when he saw Su Heng's flustered look, and the scruples in his heart disappeared without a trace.

"The blue side is going to lose."

There are many high-rise buildings around the martial arts arena, which are for onlookers, and in one of the compartments, a white-clothed scholar with a delicate face looked at the martial arts arena with a confident face, with an indifferent and calm face.

In front of the white-clothed scholar is a brocade-clothed boy, holding a fan, and a beautiful woman is painted on the fan surface, with fine brushwork, obviously from everyone's hands.

The brocade-clothed boy shook the folding fan lightly and said softly: "Why? ”

"The blue side has already underestimated the enemy, which is a taboo for soldiers, on the contrary, the red side seems to be chaotic, but the coach is calm and calm, unhurried, confident, and obviously has the winning hole card."

The white-clothed scholar glanced at Su Heng as he spoke, as if he wanted to take note of this young man who looked similar to him.

Perhaps it was in response to the words of the scholar in white that on the martial arts field, at this time, Su Heng was completely familiar with all the operation methods of the roulette, and adapted to the simulated and extremely real battlefield environment of the martial arts field, at this moment, the martial arts arena was a real battlefield in his eyes!

Speaking of which, I have to praise the mechanism skills of the two artists again, when they developed the martial arts field, they even added a series of situations that only exist on the real battlefield, such as terrain, weather, the morale of soldiers, the durability of horses, etc., for example, this scarecrow, in addition to the appearance of a scarecrow, all its physical strength, strength, are based on the imitation of real soldiers.

At this time, the scarecrows who were charging at the blue side, the speed of their impact was not as fast and fierce as before, and even the shouting and killing sound in their mouths was much smaller, which was based on the reality of the situation, the soldiers had been impacting for a long time, and their physical strength naturally declined, and their speed was naturally slow.

And Su Heng also saw this, and did not let the soldiers on his side charge, but began to retreat to avoid its edge.

The Art of War: One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

The blue side obviously forgot this, the first wave of charge, Su Heng retreated, the second wave of charge, Su Heng retreated, and after the third wave of charge, Su Heng officially launched a counterattack.

On the field, the morale and physical strength of the blue soldiers had dropped to the lowest point, and they had no strength to resist at all, and were instantly defeated by the red side.

Boom......

"Red wins!"

The sound of the gong sounded again, mixed with the old and strong voice of the referee.

The defeated rich boy patted his forehead with a look of annoyance, and didn't say much nonsense, just retreated unwillingly, according to the regulations, this time the competition failed, and the next time he came to Baifeng Tower, he had to wait until a year later.

"Take a break and get ready for the second one."

Hearing the referee's words, Su Heng nodded, sat in place, closed his eyes, and began to think about everything just now and reflect on himself.

Because he had not used the talent infusion, Su Heng did not feel tired, and when the second competition came, he was also ready.

This time, the opponent was a poor man, a young scholar, his face was still a little nervous, his breathing was short, his fingers were clenched together, and he was panting slightly.

According to the regulations, the flag of the victorious side remains unchanged, and Su Heng is still on the red side.

After the gong sounded, the competition began again.

The blue side was very cautious, and did not put the soldiers together, but divided into five teams, and kept their troops in place, keeping an eye on the battle situation on the field.

In the face of such a cautious opponent, Su Heng had no choice for a while, because this was not a real battlefield after all, and the other party didn't have to think about other issues at all, if he really wanted to hold on, if he forced to attack, he would have a fifty percent chance of winning at most.

Looking at the other party's camp like a turtle shell, Su Heng sighed helplessly.

There is no way, it can only be like this......

Art of war, embattled!

"Talent indoctrination?"

In the compartment of the martial arts arena, the brocade-clothed boy put away the folding fan and stood up in shock, and the white-clothed scholar next to him also stood up, staring at the martial arts arena, looking at the young people who were almost the same age as him on the field, at this moment, his pride was shattered.

"He's young, he doesn't look like he's a double ten, how can he be instilled? And looking at his dress, he is not from a family, and there is no way to get the help of the family, how can he instill talent? ”

The boy in brocade threw out a few questions, and his tone was very excited, this is talent indoctrination, he has never seen a few times in total.

"The world is so big, there are countless strange people, there are always things we don't know, and the son doesn't have to be too excited."

The scholar in white had regained his tranquility at this time, regaining his previous calm and composure.

The boy in brocade also calmed down, and then said without looking back: "Jiang Mubai, this person, I must win it over." ”

Jiang Mubai smiled confidently after hearing this: "Even if he can instill talent, I believe that with the personal solicitation of the Sixth Highness, he will definitely agree." ”

Sixth Highness Zhao Shangde, Jiang Mubai...... If there are outsiders, you will definitely know who they are when you hear these two names.

Zhao Shangde, the sixth prince of Great Chu, and his chief thinker Jiang Mubai!

At this time, on the martial arts arena, everyone started to talk, and the surrounding onlookers also stood up one after another, staring wide-eyed, looking at the weak scholar in cloth on the field in disbelief, it seemed that until now, they still didn't believe what they had just seen.

Talent indoctrination? Embattled?

On the field, there was a faint singing voice, desolate and graceful, and the sad sound surrounded the blue side military camp, and the morale of the blue side was also affected by the art of war, which instantly dropped to the lowest point, and the previous turtle shell-like defensive formation was easily broken by the red side.