In Guyang City, the Night Thorn and Wind Shadow military camps are next to the Tianhai camp camp.

Since the Wind Shadow and Night Thorn are rarely in the barracks on weekdays, the barracks are not very large.

The Tianhai Camp school field is too big, and the school field of Night Thorn and Wind Shadow is suitable.

There was a river between him and Ma Yi, and of course Cai Zimo would not borrow the school field from Fengying.

His only option was the camp of the Night Thorns.

The few twenty or thirty Night Thorns who remained in the barracks leaned on the pillars near the school grounds, and the Night Thorns lazily looked at the rangers standing on the school grounds.

All the night spurs were trained by Ma Fei.

In terms of swordsmanship, of course, they are not as good as the few guards trained by Jiang Jun.

Many of the rangers who came to the barracks were not opponents of the Night Thorn in terms of martial arts.

Although he didn't make a move, the night thorns were all experts.

Of course, they can see that some people are just indiscriminately filling up the numbers, and they don't have much ability!

Jumping on the high platform of the school field, Cai Zimo shouted: "Those who come here today are all heroes who walk the world,"

The rangers, who were still talking to each other, quieted down.

A pair of eyes looked at Cai Zimo.

"The leader of the rangers is the fourth son of the Yuan family, and the son of Fang Cai has something important to leave, so he sent a certain person to select the virtuous." Cai Zimo said: "In order to test the martial arts of the school, a certain special borrowed the night stabbing school, and I hope you will show your talents!" ”

Cai Zimo has always been articulate, but he was a little nervous in the face of hundreds of rangers who came to serve.

After only saying two or three words, he shouted: "I won't say more, please come forward in a team of ten people and take turns to compete!" ”

There are too many rangers who come to serve, and Cai Zimo doesn't know which martial arts.

A team of ten people stepped forward to compete, and with his eyesight, it was not difficult to distinguish who was strong and who was weak.

Among the first ten people to go into battle, one person was exceptionally burly.

When he got to the school, he picked up the big axe in his hand and shouted to the other nine: "You wait to come forward together, and save one by one from overturning." ”

At this point, Cai Zimo couldn't help but glance at him.

If it weren't for his infinite strength, he wouldn't have dared to be so ostentatious.

Observing the ten people on the field, Cai Zimo found that although the tall and strong man was a good man, he chose the wrong opponent this time.

Eight out of ten don't have much merit.

One of the young swordsmen in a royal blue dark coat with patches made Cai Zimo feel that it was not simple.

Sure enough, as soon as the tall and strong man spoke, eight swordsmen stepped forward one after another, but only the swordsman in the royal blue coat remained still.

The eight swordsmen who stepped forward looked at each other, divided into eight angles, and stabbed a sword at the tall man.

The long sword was everywhere, and the tall man did not dodge, and with a round of the big axe in his hand, the back of the axe swept towards the eight people surrounding him.

The blade of the sword was still half a foot away from the tall man, and the big axe had swept to their waists.

Several people who reacted quickly hurriedly avoided it, and the most sluggish one was swept away by the back of the axe.

With a muffled grunt, he took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

Two rangers who came here with Cai Zimo hurriedly stepped forward, and one of them shouted: "Wounded doctor! ”

The wounded doctor in the Night Assassin Camp rushed to inspect the wounds.

The ranger who was thrown to the ground was fortunately only hit by the back of the axe.

Although he was wounded, he did not kill him.

With just one move, the stout man knocked down a ranger.

Seeing this, the other seven people changed their arrays again and rushed towards the stout man.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of the blue-clothed swordsman who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle, and he shook his head and twisted his face to the side, as if he already knew the victory or defeat in the field.

Cai Zimo's attention was not on the eight people who were fighting.

He kept an eye on the blue-clad swordsman.

The blue-clad swordsman carried his sword behind his back like him.

It's just that the sword is very old, and the hilt is still wrapped in thick linen.

Perhaps it has been used too many times, and the linen has long lost its true color, but is shiny black and gray.

The seven swordsmen are also very good, advancing and retreating step by step.

The strong man wielding the big axe was not afraid at all, an axe was like a windmill, and although the seven people in front of him had exhausted their tricks, it was difficult to get close to him by half a step.

"Enough!" There was a mess on the school field, and Cao Zimo snorted.

Hearing his shout, the seven swordsmen withdrew their swords, while the stout men held their axes to the ground.

Walking to the front of the people with both hands, Cai Zimo walked around them and said to the eight confused swordsmen: "You can stay!" ”

Fighting with a tall man did not have the slightest advantage, and the seven swordsmen did not have much hope of staying.

Hearing that Cai Zimo said that they could stay, the seven of them were stunned and forgot to thank them.

Cai Zimo didn't care, he arched his hand towards the tall man and said, "Your Excellency has superb martial arts, and you will definitely show your ambitions in the future!" ”

"Thank you, Captain Cai!" After being praised by Cai Zimo, the tall man hurriedly thanked him.

Looking at the blue-clothed swordsman, Cai Zimo asked, "Why didn't Your Excellency make a move?" ”

"Eight people fight one person, and it is difficult to gain the upper hand." The blue-clothed swordsman said lightly: "I don't care to be with it!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the seven swordsmen who were included in the ranger camp by Cai Zimo suddenly showed angry faces.

One of them said, "If you are not convinced, you can have a competition with us, I wonder what you think?" ”

Glancing at the seven swordsmen, the blue-clothed swordsman said, "A certain one will deal with seven of you, but it's just seven moves!" ”

After seeing the battle just now, Cai Zimo thought that he could deal with the seven swordsmen in front of him, and he could solve it in seven moves.

If the blue-clothed swordsman is like this, his martial arts are not much different from him.

"This is a school ground, hundreds of people are watching the battle here, Your Excellency must not speak falsely." Cai Zimo reminded.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and the blue-clothed swordsman drew his long sword from behind him.

Seven swordsmen immediately drew their swords to meet them.

"Take!" Before the words could be spoken, the blue-clothed swordsman had already jumped up.

There was no sound of gold and iron, and the seven swordsmen didn't even react to what was happening, an arc of light had swept in front of their eyes.

The arc light swept by, and the seven people only felt a hot pain in their chests.

Looking down, they found that a thin cut had been made in the skin of their chest, and a trace of blood was leaking out of the hole.

The blue-clothed swordsman's sword moves are exquisite, and his strength is also extremely accurate.

It's just one move, the skin on the chest of the seven people was cut into a thin hole, but it was only deep into the skin, if in the fight, even a wound would not be counted!

As soon as this person's sword move came out, it was just a light and shadow, and there was an extra scar on the chest of the seven swordsmen.

If he kills the killer, I am afraid that there will be seven corpses lying on the school field.

Cai Zimo thought to himself, if he did it, it would not be difficult to subdue seven people within seven moves.

However, the blue-clothed swordsman only used one move......

Holding his fists and saluting, Cai Zimo asked: "Dare to ask Your Excellency's surname, who is your teacher?" ”

"Lin Tao!" The blue-clothed swordsman replied with a name, and then said no more.

"Dare to ask who your Excellency is taught by?" Cai Zimo asked.

Looking up at the sky, Lin Tao said: "I don't know who the teacher is, and the past seems to have been forgotten." (To be continued.) )