When the pastoral song was heard, he was furious.

"Since Vice President Wu talks about facts, we will speak with facts!" Pastoral Song said loudly: "I am willing to use the ten banners and eighty-four people of the headquarters to meet the one hundred warriors of Wu Deputy General Banner." Who is vulnerable, just wait for the winner to be clear, and the truth will be decided!"

When Tan Hua heard this, he gave Wu Yu a fierce look at him from behind, urging Wu Yu to follow. Originally, Wu Yu's democratic banner was mostly veterans, and his actual combat experience was richer than that of the Freedom Banner, and Pastoral took the initiative to outnumber the people, plus Madrigal's old injuries had not healed, and the new punishment was added, and when the combat effectiveness was weakening, if he did not take the opportunity to face the attack, it was called a missed opportunity.

Wu Yu saw Tan Hua's eyes, so he turned his head to look at Captain Yuan. Captain Yuan caught a glimpse of Wu Yu's request with his spare eyes, deliberately pretended not to see it, picked the sun cross in his hand, thought for a few seconds, and bowed his head slightly quietly, signaling Wu Yu to face the madrigal.

Wu Yu received the approval of the two middle-level leaders, and his confidence suddenly doubled, and he looked at the pastoral song with joy. He and the two middle-level people had the same idea, and the madrigal must have been carried away by the blood, and he was so big that he gave Wu Yu a chance to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Miss Zheng saw Li Zi's body shake a little, as if she was a little dizzy, especially when Li Zi's five fingers on the handle of the knife were released and clenched, and she seemed to be uneasy in her heart.

The god of war asked, "Pastoral, you are injured, do you really want to be so strong?"

Wu Yuzheng was afraid that Pastoral would retreat, and suddenly heard Pastoral replied with an oath: "Pastoral is not talented, I just want everyone to know that the truth is not confusing, the facts are actually obvious." As long as I defeat Wu Yu in 100 seconds, everyone will know Wu Yu's ability and embarrassment to the task, and even more can see Wu Yu's skill, which is pure fraud. ”

This pause suddenly made Wu Yu angry and burst his lungs, and shouted in court: "Pastoral! I accept your challenge, life and death are fateful, don't blame me for not leaving my hands! Dare to make a military writ?"

The pastoral song was silent, his index finger was stained with blood and ink, and he pulled his shirt and wrote the numbers wildly and threw them in the air. The white shirt fluttered down, and the handwriting of the military order "Duel proves the law, whether you die in battle" is impressive. Even Tan Hua was shocked by this dazzling pride, and was stunned.

Li Zi's eyes were white, and he almost turned his back on his anger, hating Muge in his heart for seeking fame and fame, but there was a faint pain in the atrium, and he was afraid that he would really die in front of the battle. When her scalp was numb, she involuntarily walked out and bowed her head to the high-level people present and said: "Pastoral has suffered a loss by proving the law with a crippled body. If you defeat the crowd again, even if you lose, it is not a crime of war, and it is difficult to see superiority. Since the two generals are fighting, it can be changed to a pre-court duel. If Wu Yu is defeated by the hands of Pastoral Song in his heyday, then the truth of the meritorious service will be revealed. ”

When I heard the madrigal, my heart was relaxed. That's what he meant, but Li Zi and the wind and drizzle, eloquent, reasonable, convincing, much more secure than the madrigal.

Zheng Xuan nodded, exchanged opinions with the chief of staff, and agreed to the study. The chief of staff instructed the left and right: "Roll out the red carpet and hand over the armor." ”

Tan Hua hurriedly ordered someone to lift a new armor and put it on for Wu Yu. Tang Wei didn't say a word, took off his armor, and put it on the pastoral song without saying a word. When the pastoral song thanked him, Tang Wei muttered with a pale face: "Li Zi saved your life." You can't lose!" patted Madrigal on the shoulder, and turned to return to the team.

Pastoral couldn't help but look up at Li Zi's back, trying to figure out her thoughts. He thought that it would not be offensive to stare at Li Zi's body recklessly, but Li Zi turned his head and glanced at Heng Muge, and his eyes were actually facing each other, as if an electric current was turned on, and the blame and anger were all shocked along the line of sight, which made the pastoral song excited.

Wu Yu had already taken off his regular clothes, walked off the stage with his bare wrists, saluted the stage and the audience, and then bowed to the madrigal, and finally sprayed the light of the rising sun with both arms, and posed in the style of Yan Lance. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wu Yu is practicing a power-accumulating martial art, and before the war, the technique has been completed, and he has taken the lead.

Wu Yu sneered sadly at the pastoral song: "You could have accepted the reality, but you were angry and pushed yourself to a dead end." ”

The madrigal's flowing fire knife was broken on the ancient battlefield, and there was no knife to use for a long time. He gathered dust into a blade, held a light knife in his hand, and sneered at each other: "It's not that I'm angry, but I don't want to give up the world to the people I despise." ”

When Tang Wei heard this, his cheeks were hot with shame, and he lowered his head and asked himself, was he compromising with the villain when he forced Muge to endure humiliation?

The world is innocent, but because the gentleman connived at the villain, the world is full of sins. If a gentleman is like an idyll, confronting villains, scuffling with them in the mud, and fighting in the torrential rain, even if he has a dirty reputation, he can cleanse the world.

When Li Zi heard the declaration of the pastoral song, she couldn't help but think about it, and only felt that there was a great ideal hidden in this sentence, which could justify the ambition of the pastoral song. When I raised my eyelashes to look at the pastoral song again, I only felt that the lines of his cheeks were more resolute, and I looked a lot better.

When Li Zi's heart was moved, Wu Yu was angry and shouted angrily: "I don't know what to do!" Pastoral Ge opened his round eyes, even if he stared at the scorching flame spear, it was difficult to estimate the terrifying initial speed, and he suddenly did not dare to slack off, 100 light dust puffed into his feet, and dodged in an instant.

The flame spear blasted through the rock layer for more than ten meters, leaving an inclined tunnel on the ground, and the tunnel emitted white smoke, which was full of magma burned by the flame gun, red and shiny, flickering bright and dark. Wu Yu's hand flame gun is not only extremely fast, but also amazingly powerful, which is breathtaking.

The pastoral flags were all intently watched, and they all sweated for the pastoral songs.

Madrigal had barely had time to look back, only to see the shadow he had cast on the ground shrinking sharply, and he knew that another fiery spear was approaching his vest.

Wu Yu's two flame guns, left and right, burst towards the madrigal like a meteor catching the moon, thinking that the madrigal's kinetic energy had been exhausted and the move was undoubtedly hit, so he began to shout in a frenzy: "The flame spear technique ignores gravity and wind resistance, and the initial velocity has broken a thousand kilometers per second, how long can you hide?"

The disadvantages of the Flame Gun are lethal: it takes time to charge up and it needs to be projected from a distance. But Wu Yu had two flame guns stored before the duel, his face was shameless, and he was ready to attack, so that Muge would be beaten passively at the beginning.

Seeing that the pastoral song was about to be pierced by the flame gun, Miss Zheng actually covered her eyes with both hands, lowered her head and said "oops", she didn't dare to look at it, and her blonde hair was sprinkled on her shoulders.

Pastoral opened his eyes, his toes were like springs, dragonflies were like water, and he exerted his strength again, and the light and dust exploded, and the tips of his boots broke through the rocks, and he took off with his strength, and his body completed a somersault in the limit, which was as beautiful as an arc, and the flame spear passed through the center of the arc, silently submerged into the formation, and the vaporized rock turned into snow-white steam, and rushed obliquely into the air.

Li Zi almost blurted out a "good", but fortunately, she clenched her teeth and kept her reserve. She looked left and right, and saw that the higher-ups were concentrating, and everyone else applauded, secretly thinking that I was not the only one who wanted Pastoral to win, so she felt more down-to-earth.