After hearing the story about the arrogant soldier who wanted to be the head of the martial arts sect, Liu Sanbian asked worriedly: "What will be his attitude towards Rushuai, he will definitely be unconvinced, right?" ”

"Only by disobedience can we mobilize our personal potential and produce combat effectiveness!" The staff said seriously, "Confucian Shuai's praise of his arrogant capital is by no means an empty word, that person regards Confucian Shuai as a mentor and friend, he thinks that Confucian Shuai has guided him to the direction and method of improving his martial arts, so he has consciously become Confucian Shuai's right-hand man." ”

This right-hand man, for Liu Sanbian's acquaintance, has to start with "martial idiot". "Martial idiot" for relying on family martial arts and arrogant to self-inflicted humiliation, this title not only conforms to his character, but also has become his surname, as for his surname and who grows up, fewer and fewer people know it, out of the military roster is still retained, as if completely erased from people's memory.

After Wu Idiot was defeated by Fan Lushuang, he became more clear about his training goals and growth methods, and he was simply a never-ending machine.

Not long after, during the interval of school training, Wu Idiot suddenly appeared in front of Confucian Shuai, he saluted respectfully, raised his two strong arms, patted his stomach, pointed to his legs, he jumped on the spot and jumped up. Rushuai saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart, this martial idiot really deserved his name, and the effect was so remarkable that it was worth promoting.

Therefore, the Confucian Shuai gathered the team, praised the progress of the martial idiot, and called on all the soldiers to learn from the martial idiot, consciously improve their military skills and martial arts skills, and make themselves stronger and more invincible.

Of course, Confucian Shuai knew that a few words were difficult to work, and when he proved the results of his training to Confucian Shuai, he asked him if he was willing to compete in martial arts and take a step forward towards his goal. How could he let go of this coveted opportunity!

As soon as Ru Shuai beckoned, the martial idiot rushed onto the wooden stage and gave martial arts salutes in all directions, and the entire school field immediately boiled, and many confident people were gearing up, ready to try their best.

Ru Shuai announced: "The competition begins, and the eighteen kinds of martial arts can be used, and those who can't retreat are prohibited from participating." ”

Then, Ru Shuai's personal aides announced the rules of the competition: "Ten rounds to divide the winner and loser, defeat is the victory, and the opponent abstains to win!" ”

What kind of rule is this, isn't it just to make people work hard? When Liu Sanbian heard this, he felt a little cruel, he usually trained, why should he fight with his life, turn sheep into tigers, let the wildness of tigers be fully displayed, and become murderous tigers, aren't you worried about getting hurt?

The staff who announced the rules asked for advice from the Confucian Shuai with his eyes, and after the Confucian Shuai sat on the chair in the middle of the stage and nodded in response, the staff patted his chest and performed the martial arts salute at the same time as the martial idiot.

Liu San shook his head uncontrollably, do you still use comparison? One is five big and three thick, the other is thin and pitiful, one muscle is about to break through the skin, and the other looks like the meat on the ribs has not been cleaned.

When Liu Sanbian was pinching a sweat for the staff, the competition began, the staff stared at the legs of the martial idiot, and there was no desperate posture that people are used to seeing, and the martial idiot was eager to attack, the two of them circled around less than two times, the martial idiot jumped high, the yin and yang legs kicked out, both hands flew up and down, and the head and face were smashed down in turn, and the staff turned sideways to let the attack of the martial idiot's legs, avoiding the sharp edge of the two-handed split, the body suddenly rolled over sideways, supported the ground with both hands, and kicked the martial idiot's vest with both legs one after the other. Liu Sanbian hurriedly closed his eyes, this sneak attack was successful, and the outcome would inevitably be decided.

However, Liu Sanbian didn't hear the sound of being kicked solidly, and when he opened his eyes slightly, the martial idiot and the staff were each standing on one side of the stage, looking for each other's flaws and fighters, and when Liu Sanbian set his eyes on Ru Shuai, Ru Shuai was smiling appreciatively.

When Liu Sanbian saw the two soldiers imitating, he suddenly understood that the martial idiot was indeed strong in martial arts, he felt that there was a wind behind him, one hand on the ground, his body rotated to block, and his legs turned into scissors and feet to cut to the staff, and the staff quickly rolled his body against the ground, lying on the ground to attack the supporting hand of the martial idiot, this move not only relieved the siege, but also forced the martial idiot to retreat.

Liu Sanbian walked behind Fan Lushuang and asked in a low voice if they were both martial arts masters, and received a positive answer. Liu Sanbian doesn't know martial arts, and he hasn't learned it, but he has a basic understanding of martial arts, if you want to become a master, it's not enough to rely on brute force, you have to rely on skills, and you have to protect yourself as the premise, otherwise you are an idiot and not a martial idiot!

After a few rounds of fighting, the staff took the initiative to break away from the circle of the competition and admit defeat to the martial idiot.

Liu Sanbian was a little puzzled, he didn't lose, why did he admit defeat?

The commander of the martial idiot came to the stage, knelt down in front of the Confucian Shuai on one leg, and demanded: "If I become a defeated subordinate of the martial idiot, I am willing to give up my position, please be Confucian Shuai!" ”

Silly, right? Liu Sanbian looked strangely at the chief who once thought that he was plotting against the martial idiot, Geng Jie, who admired this person's character, and also thought that this person's temper was too hot, in Liu Sanbian's view, the competition was to establish prestige and prove his ability, but there was no need to risk his future, right?

"What kind of place are you? A street market that sells vegetables! Ru Shuai stood up with a smile, beckoned the martial idiot to his side, and said in an undoubted tone, "If the martial idiot wins, it proves that he has made rapid progress, is worthy of recognition, and is worthy of everyone's learning. ”

When the martial idiot heard this, he knelt on one leg, saluted the Confucian Shuai and the chief, and then said "offended" and jumped to the middle of the stage.

The commander of the martial idiot was not barehanded, but the nine-section whip used, he untied it from his waist, aimed at the head of the martial idiot, and slashed it down from top to bottom, the martial idiot gave way with a big stride, only to hear the nine-section whip smashed on the wooden board of the stage, and when the chief of the martial idiot drew out the nine-section whip, the broken pieces of wood flew everywhere. Although the martial idiot has a strong body, the speed of his movements is definitely not slow, and his movements are coherent and renovated, which is very valuable in actual combat, and there is no superfluous showmanship.

I saw that when the martial idiot took advantage of the big stride to avoid, his hands were erected behind the chief's back, and the scissor feet were cut back and forth to the chief's neck.

According to the conventional coping tricks, the martial idiot should be back to back with the chief, so that after he succeeded, he would throw it out in reverse, or smash it to the ground, but what the martial idiot's chief did not expect was that the martial idiot did not shoot according to the conventional moves, but adhered to his back in the same direction, the martial idiot's scissor feet failed to succeed, and the legs were violently pressed downward, beating the opponent to stand unsteadily, and when the martial idiot's body hit the ground, the nine-section whip he swept out just went around his waist, the whip tip was pumped on his stomach, and the fallen body was just pressed up, and he suddenly screamed.

Ru Shuai got up and ran over, and when he checked the injury, he was shocked, a bloody wound was several inches long, and it was still bubbling with red blood. Ru Shuai shouted loudly: "Where is the medical officer, save people!" ”

After the Confucian Shuai called, he fell to the ground on both knees, knelt beside the wounded, covered the wound with one hand, bit the cork of a small ceramic vase with his mouth, and sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound with a muffled sound, until it was poured upside down, and he shook the small vase a few times.

The medical officer rushed over and cooperated with Ru Shuai to bandage the wounded.

Liu San turned his eyes on Fan Lushuang, his face was gloomy, and he complained in his heart, he didn't treat people as people, and pretended to be a cat crying mouse and fake compassion, training is training, why take it seriously, let people work hard for the sake of victory or defeat, isn't this meaningless internal friction?