When the time came to the day of Wuju, the weather was just right, and the sky was clear.

This time, the reception banquet held by He Wei was quite special and was set in the training ground.

You can not only feast on guests, but also watch the martial arts at the same time.

The gongs and drums are noisy and magnificent.

The guests who were invited to the banquet had entered the table early, and now it was the people who participated in this martial arts, and they entered the venue in a neat queue.

"General He Wei was able to come to the scene of our martial arts in person, which promoted the friendship between the two countries." Murong Xuanzong raised his glass and saluted the people below.

The following ministers slapped their sycophants one by one and said:

"Yes, yes, General He Wei is so powerful, he is a model for my generation."

"You see how exciting and spectacular the morale of the army is, it is because of the arrival of General He Wei."

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The hot-blooded soldiers at the bottom gave them a look of disdain when they heard these words, they were the soldiers and people of Yisa Country, and their momentum was only to suppress foreigners.

But they said that they were trying to imitate General He Wei, and their eyes were full of contempt.

These people are the same people who are not worthy of being a good country.

In addition to these sloppy people, there are also some people who do not agree with these people's statements, and can only express their words in silence.

A horn sounded, and the soldiers divided into several columns, protecting the scene and avoiding emergencies.

Wei Chi Shi Nian strode forward, went to the center of the banquet, saluted Murong Xuanzong, and explained the rules to the people who came to participate in the martial arts below.

His voice was loud, and his voice could be heard from where he was to the ears of every guard soldier present, so that people could know that it was the voice of their own general when they heard it.

Mighty and majestic, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Everyone must have heard the rules once, and General Ben won't say much here. Let's talk about it briefly. ”

There was a burst of cheers below, and then it fell silent, waiting for Wei Chi Shinian's speech.

"The rule is that the 100 participants who were selected before will compete in the following three competitions."

"In the first game, 100 people are divided into ten groups, and each group of 10 people will draw lots for competition, and the first place in each group will enter the second game."

"In the second game, these 10 people will compete in the martial arts, and five of them will be selected for the third game."

"In the third game, this is to take the first, second, and third place among these five."

"The person who places first will be given the honor of deputy general by the emperor himself."

"There is no limit to weapons and time on the playing field, but whoever uses a hidden weapon or engages in any conspiracy will be disqualified this time and will not be allowed to enter the court as an official for life."

"Is it clear to everyone?" Wei Chi Shinian yelled.

The examiner below responded violently: "Clear! ”

The trumpets sounded, the people began to draw lots, and then entered their own "battlefield".

Each group of ten people had different weapons, some with long knives, some short swords, some daggers, and some fighting with their bare hands.

Because the first one was a battle of 100 people, there were ten small "battlefields", so people were dazzled to watch.

Each smaller "battlefield" than mine has its own splendor.

Lu Xuezi drew a group of people with a relatively strong body, and with his body, he was particularly petite in the combination of these ten people.

That's right, it's the petite, fragile kind.

With their hands clenched into fists and carrying large knives, they attacked someone of their size, intending to save the weakest of them for the last punch to fly.

Lu Xuezi was not in a hurry to participate in their struggle, but they fought first, so as not to waste his strength.

In the end, when there were only three left, the other two were the best of the remaining nine.

They geared up to show their heroism and domineering.

The upper body is exposed, showing the complexion of the exclusive man, and the strong and powerful muscles are cheering for you.

Only Lu Xuezi is different, his clothes are elastic and layered, but he does not bare his chest and back, and his high tied black hair and holding a long sword in his hand make him even more heroic.

The two sturdy men shouted, glanced at each other, and smashed their big fists at Lu Xuezi like a sharp heart.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xuezi lightly jumped behind the two big men.

One hand grabbed a man's neck, and the other, holding a long sword, pressed the sword against the other's neck.

"You've lost."

His words are not arrogant, but he is very light and expressionless.

This time he had a chance to win, and the result was also expected by him.

The delicate man won against the man who was taller and fiercer than himself.

Such a reversal of the situation ushered in bursts of cheers.