Before the final big master competition, there is always a warm-up match to help the fun.

Theodotus, the envoy of the Parthian Empire, stood up and bowed to Liu Bei and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, before the formal contest, a young man from our mission asked to appear, if someone in the Han Dynasty wants to compete in martial arts, please give me advice." ”

After the translator finished speaking, Liu Bei nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I have also heard that the Persian Empire has a long history, no less than my China, and there are masters who are willing to come out to learn and communicate with my Han friendly, and I have nothing to do." ”

Theodotte waved his hand, and a short, swarthy man from the mission stepped out.

With the help of the run, he leaped several feet into the air, jumped from the mission to the high platform, and then looked at the audience with defiant eyes.

Seeing his attitude, the faces of the people under the high platform sank, and they almost wanted to be angry.

If it weren't for the public, the big guys would have to scold it.

Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang and others under the canopy had pale faces and couldn't see anything, while Zhang Fei on the side snorted coldly.

Since the warriors of the Parthian Empire's merchant group were challenging him, he naturally sent his men to investigate their details.

His subordinates have seen this dark-skinned kid practicing martial arts, doing all kinds of strange movements, some people say that it is the secret art of Tianzhu, which seems to be extraordinary, but in Zhang Fei's eyes, it is nothing.

He smiled slightly and said to Liu Bei: "Your Majesty, since they sent a young man, it is better to let Maosheng appear and compete with this heroic man of the Western Regions." ”

"Yide, is Maosheng sure?"

Liu Bei looked at the sturdy young man on the stage and asked in a low voice.

He is the emperor, and he has his own views on today's competition, as long as he wins in the end, it doesn't hurt to lose the last game at the beginning, but he doesn't want to lose completely.

With his decades of martial arts training, he naturally saw that this young man from the Western Regions was not trivial.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the minister has some understanding of Tianzhu secret arts, and has also taught Maosheng, so he should be fine. Zhang Fei squinted his eyes, looked the short man on the stage up and down, and said confidently:

"With Maosheng's strength, he will definitely be able to defeat him. ”

After speaking, Zhang Fei stood up, looked at the audience, and shouted: "Maosheng, go up and have a discussion with him, and learn some Tianzhu secret techniques!"

Zhang Bao nodded, it was also a vertical step, and he rushed onto the high platform.

"Good!"

The audience burst into cheers.

The people of Jinguancheng, of course, support Major General Zhang Bao,

Because no one will support any heroic warrior of the Parthian Empire.

"Please!"

The short man said in strangely pronounced Chinese.

Then he clenched his fists and bowed down, his body was like an arrow, popping up from the ground, and a punch rose into the sky, hitting Zhang Bao directly.

His punch was not only unexpected, but also with the help of the power of his waist and elbow, the speed was extremely fast, and the strength was not small.

But Zhang Bao deserves to be a young and successful master, his face sank, his feet were down-to-earth, and he punched with a lunge and met him.

But that day, the master of Zhu's secret art did not make a single punch, and then the next punch had already arrived. Then there is the elbow and knee attack, like a storm. Zhang Bao fell short of one move, and fell into a situation of being beaten.

Every time the fists collided, I felt that the opponent's fists and feet were incredibly heavy, as if with a thousand catties of huge strength, far beyond ordinary people, and his arms were numb.

You must know that Zhang Bao is a battlefield general, who pays attention to opening and closing, has abundant physical strength, and is not a person-to-person fighting kung fu at all, so it is normal to fight with a master of hand-to-hand combat and fall behind.

But Rao is like this, Zhang Bao's heart still sank, slightly discouraged, knowing that this one was only afraid of losing.

If he is on the battlefield, he has a way to save the defeat, but on this martial arts platform that emphasizes movement and jumping, he is not as strong as possible.

But at this time, he had already lost the opportunity, and could only support it hard, hoping that the opponent would exhaust his strength to reveal his flaws, and then find an opportunity to fight back.

The audience was silent, watching Zhang Bao, the son of the general of the chariot cavalry, being beaten violently by the little man in the Western Regions.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, our master is a young nobleman in the capital of the Parthian Empire, our empire is very martial, and he is the best among them. Theodotus looked around and said with a calm smile: "When he was fifteen years old, he saw the eagles of the Monkey River fighting, and won the battle, and realized a set of hand-to-hand combat methods, with this set of martial arts", rampant Ctesiphon, in order to commemorate his strength, so he named himself 'Hussein'. ”

Ji Han Junchen frowned slightly.

It's also too rampant, isn't it just that you have the upper hand in hand-to-hand combat, what's the big deal

The Han Dynasty was self-confident and strong, and knew something about foreign countries, knowing that in the west of the Western Regions, there were Anxi, Persia, and Daqin in the far distance.

And Zhuge Liang and Xu Jing also know that the ancestors and historians just put the Great Qin and the Han people on an equal footing, thinking that there are only a few left.

The Han Dynasty has a glorious culture, and martial arts are just weapons to maintain culture, not to mention that the martial arts that everyone admires also refers to the art of war and battlefield fighting, which are two kinds of relationships with hand-to-hand combat.

Among the monarchs and ministers here, the most proficient in hand-to-hand combat is only Chen to Chen Shuzhi, but he is the only one standing.

So looking at Theodote's proud appearance, there was a burst of disdain in everyone's hearts.

Sure enough, it's a razor, and it doesn't know real force.

But no matter what they think, it's obvious that Zhang Bao is at a disadvantage.

This guy called "Hussein" is really good, and he is as fast as lightning. Fists, feet, elbows, and knees are like mercury pouring on the ground, and the attack is like a tide, as if there are several figures attacking at the same time.

No wonder a monkey can defeat an eagle, not fast!

Everyone in the audience has long been as pale as earth, especially Zhang Xingcai, whose face is extremely ugly.

She thought that her brother Zhang Bao was strong in martial arts and bravely crowned the three armies, but she didn't expect to be pressed and beaten by a dark and thin person from the Western Regions, so she was extremely worried in her heart, and frowned.

And Feng Zhou also frowned slightly.

He didn't care if Zhang Bao was at a disadvantage, after all, it was a martial arts competition, and the masters of the Western Regions would shoot in a measured manner and would not make a dead move, because if he really made a heavy hand, he was afraid that he would not be able to leave this high platform.

But......

This master of the Parthian Empire obviously had room for it, not only did he not do his best, but he also hid a lot of kung fu.

Others may not be able to see it, but Feng Zhou's vision and martial arts attainments have already transcended the barriers of Chinese martial arts.

A strange feeling rose in his heart, and he always felt that there was something strange in it.

Thinking of this, he looked at it twice, and suddenly felt that the situation on the field was not good, and with the current trend, Zhang Bao was going to lose.

Sure enough, the winner was quickly decided!

Zhang Bao is defeated!

The so-called long-term defense must be lost!

Although Zhang Bao struggled to support it, hoping to wait for Hussein's wave of offensive forces to be exhausted, it was a pity that he still underestimated the terrible nature of the other party.

This kid actually threw fifteen punches, seven kicks, and nine elbows in one breath, and finally blasted Zhang Bao's frame open with the fifteenth punch, and hit Zhang Bao's shoulder with one punch.

"Bang!"

Zhang Bao was directly beaten and threw off a heel fight, fell to the ground, and looked resentful.

Everyone present had sharp eyes, and they all knew that although this punch was ruthless, Zhang Bao's physique could withstand it, and after a short rest, he could ease his strength.

But in this competition, Zhang Bao lost.

Hussein smiled slightly, bowed slightly to Zhang Bao, nodded and saluted, and returned to the location of the mission.

Theodotte smiled slightly, and said to Zhang Fei: "Respected general, the warriors of our country won a game by luck, and the next thing is for Tikmas to challenge the general." ”

Zhang Fei smiled, stood up, and said, "Very good, I, Zhang Fei, am about to compete with the first warrior of your country." ”

After speaking, he bowed to Liu Bei.

Liu Bei nodded and ordered, "Bring a glass of water and wine!"

The waiter brought a glass of wine, and Liu Bei said: "Yide, drink this glass of water and wine first, I know that you will not fall into my heroism!"

Zhang Fei took a sip and laughed: "Your Majesty looks at it." ”

After speaking, he turned around, slowly walked to the high platform, walked up step by step, stepped on the high platform, like a god, and shouted: "I am Yanren Zhang Yide!"

The sound was like a muffled thunder, and the momentum rumbled, and everyone was calmed at once, and everyone's faces changed color, and no one dared to applaud loudly.

Immediately, a strong man came out of the crowd, jumped suddenly, jumped onto the high platform, and shouted: "I am Tikmas, willing to fight the general!"

Of course, he said the words of the Western Regions, and his own translator conveyed his words to the ears of everyone.

When everyone looked at it, they saw that this person was nine feet tall, with a black face and beard, and his muscles were knotted, like a series of mountains, obviously with infinite strength, and he was worthy of being an invincible warrior rampaging through the Central Plains of the Western Regions.

"Is this a person?"

Someone in the audience trembled.

Everyone felt the same way and was shocked.

But with this look, you can see how brave and invincible this person is, no wonder he can win so many masters.

Seeing this, Ma Chao and Zhao Yun on Liu Bei's side were all in their hearts.

Height and physical strength are nothing, but looking at this person's eyes and demeanor, it is obvious that he is also a battle-hardened character, how could he be reduced to a wrestler who walks with the mission

But either way, this person is not trivial.

"Very good, it's really worth fighting!"

Zhang Fei's eyes were also fixed, and his face changed slightly.