Bi Zhuo's face was a little solemn, and the hand under his sleeve clenched and let go, with a little dazed in his eyes.

If the eldest husband can't go into battle to kill the enemy, what kind of nest should he be? But if it is treacherous, what face should he use to say the phrase "before the saddle and after the horse is my master"? Han Shuo simply gave a choice, but he was embarrassed.

"Drink!"

When he hesitated, someone in the venue had already started to compete. The martial arts test is a fist and foot kung fu, within 30 moves, up and down, the results are judged by several ministers on the seat, the loser leaves, and the winner stays until the next round.

At this time, there were two military generals with some qualifications, both of whom were under Han Shuo. Although the decision was made by officials above the third grade, many of the people who came today were from the Han government. As Yun Yun said, this is the stage that Han Zihu set up for himself.

Bi Zhuo looked at the stage, the two people who fought against each other came and went, and they were inseparable. One person is very stable under the plate, and the sweeping legs are as fast as the wind and as hard as iron. A man stretched out his fist like a hammer, and fell on the flesh, fearing that it would shatter all the bones of a man. Twenty moves have not been able to win or lose in the past, and people can't help but applaud when they see it.

Sima Di looked at it for a long time without blinking, and couldn't help but exclaim in his mouth: "It's amazing." ”

Han Shuo smiled slightly: "The emperor thinks who of these two is better?" ”

The Emperor shook his head honestly: "I don't know, I think they all fought quite well." ”

I can watch such a fight every year, and Sima Zhen has always watched it as a monkey show, and it is lively. Han Shuo also knew, so he just asked such a routine question, and then discussed the victory or defeat of the two in the starting field with the others next to him.

Bi Zhuo glanced in the direction of Han Shuo, his expression a little complicated.

At the end of the first game of thirty moves by the two of them, Han Shuo waved his hand to let the noble father-in-law next to him announce the winner, and then calmly watched the people in the second group continue to come to the stage. When those eyes looked down, they seemed to linger on him for a moment, and then smiled meaningfully.

Bi Zhuo subconsciously took a step back, and when he came back to his senses, he felt a little out of shape, so he simply lowered his head.

The whole martial arts test was a dazzling and elegant fight, and after the eleventh group of people competed, the expressions of the emperor and courtiers in the stands were very satisfied. There are many outstanding samurai in this group, and it is expected that most of them will be able to serve the country in the future.

When it was the turn of the twelfth group, Bi Zhuo gathered his mind and looked at the stage seriously.

Xie Rong is on the field.

Dressed in neat samurai clothes and leather armor on his shoulders and knees, Xie Rong was well prepared, and the expression on his face was extremely confident. As soon as he stepped on the stage, he politely hugged his opponent with a fist, and his momentum was very different from that of ordinary samurai.

Bi Zhuo knew Xie Rong, or rather, there were no people in Luoyang City who didn't know him.

Han Shuo sat up slightly straight, and Chu Xiaotian also opened his half-closed eyes and looked at the stage with interest.

The person standing opposite Xie Rong was a little nervous, and when the bell rang, he was stunned for a while before he started. Distraction on the field is a taboo, Xie Rong crossed a trace of pity in his eyes, accurately grabbed this gap, elbowed his abdomen, flew and kicked his head, the upper three ways specialized in the first level, and the last leg sweep in the lower three roads, and easily put the person on the ground.

"Good!" The audience erupted in applause, and Sima Zhen was even more excited to stand up and clap his hands: "So fast, I won so quickly!" ”

Ten moves have not passed, and Xie Rong's victory is set. Bi Zhuo watched quietly, with some admiration in his eyes.

"Xie Rongsheng! In the next scene, Bi Zhuo, Hu Wei-" Your father-in-law sang with a drag in his voice.

The praise for Xie Rong around had not stopped, and Bi Zhuo raised his steps and walked calmly to the platform.