When Haisheng heard Zhang Wenhuan's words, he was a little puzzled, and asked, "Old man, how can you be sure that the Liuhe Fan is in my hand?" ”

"It's the one that Xiang Qiang gave you, and you took it out and appeared in the ring!"

Hai Sheng hugged his fists and said politely: "Oh, it turns out that you are always disrespectful after the former Qing martial arts champion!" Since you know so clearly, why don't you get it back in Xiang Qiang's hands? Just looking for me to be unlucky, don't you think I'm a soft persimmon, easy to handle? ”

"That's not it, the Xiang family can't afford to mess with them, even if they take the fan back, they will be in trouble. And Haidong is different, you are a moral person, and there will be no follow-up trouble in fair trade! ”

"Hehe, to put it bluntly, I still think I'm a bully, and I want to get back the Liuhe fan, okay! I don't know what the old man used in exchange? ”

"What about my life?" Zhang Wenhuan raised his head.

Haisheng frowned: "It's priceless to you, but it's worthless to me!" ”

"That's not necessarily, I'll take my life, but your life is expensive. Your business is getting bigger and bigger, your career is booming, it is inevitable that you will offend people, and many people want your life, right? With these dozens of scrap forbidden troops alone, it will be dangerous! After Zhang Wenhuan finished speaking, his whole body luck shook slightly, and the ropes tied to his body burst open in an instant. He untied the wine gourd on his waist and poured a sip, smacking his lips, looking very enjoyable.

Guo Daru drew out his personal weapon to block Haisheng behind him, Haisheng did not have the slightest fear, he was interested in Zhang Wenhuan's kung fu, and asked: "How does the old man want to change?" ”

"You and I have a fight, I win the fan and it belongs to me, you win my life is yours!"

Hai Sheng laughed: "This kind of trading method is really unique, exchange your life for a fan, okay!" Just have itchy hands and play a few tricks with the old man, but I can't do it in the house, how about we go to the yard? ”

"I want to have a horse battle, after you and I are both generals, I don't know if your family's kung fu has been lost?"

"Don't save one out of ten! Mr. Zhang is very concerned about me, knowing that I have only brought back a dozen horses from outside, but my equestrian skills are ordinary, and I am afraid that it will ruin your interest. ”

"I haven't ridden a horse for more than ten years, let's half a catty, the times are changing, the military generals are over, it's really embarrassing! We, the descendants, are ashamed of our ancestors. Zhang Wenhuan sighed.

Hai Sheng glanced at him and said, "Okay, the old man wants to play, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman, tomorrow morning at half past nine, how about we compete in the makeshift ring?" ”

"Good!"

"Guo Da, you send Zhang Lao to the inn to rest, don't be lazy in taking care of your good life, Old Man Zhang, I won't send it, farewell!" Haisheng ordered his men to send off the guests, and then left with his fists clenched.

"Please!" Zhang Wenhuan also gave him a gift.

There was no more trouble that night, and there was no word all night. The next day, Haisheng rode a high-headed horse to the temporary ring, and the place he passed attracted passers-by to watch, and he followed all the way to the gate of the ring, so he had to find a hole in the wall to peep.

Zhang Wenhuan was already waiting, he picked a good horse at Tianjia Horse Farm, put on the family heirloom armor, held the Zhangba snake spear in his hand, and rode on the horse with his eyes closed and waited. Seeing Hai Sheng enter the arena and opened his eyes, his eyes burst with a sharp light.

Haisheng was also surprised to see how he looked now, after not seeing him for a night, Zhang Wenhuan changed from a disciple of the beggar gang to a veteran of the battlefield, his whole body was cleaned up, and he looked very majestic. The armor was old, but the man was ten years younger, and rode to him and stood on horseback.

Tie Niu fart came running upside down, he received a notice, knowing that the boss would play and fight with people today, he was in charge of the ring, and the building near the water was the first to get the moon, so he naturally wanted to come to observe, and he also had to ensure the safety of Haisheng and protect the left and right. He was followed by a medical team and four nursing homes, as well as some Wave trainees who were learning to ride horses.

He Jiajin, Andy Lau is among them, they didn't expect to encounter a good show today, how fortunate they are to see the boss fight on the battlefield in person.

When Haisheng saw the iron bull running over, he ordered: "Go, get our heavenly painting halberd!" ”

"Oh!" Tie Niu replied, ran to the ring, pulled out Fang Tian's painting halberd from the weapon rack, carried it to Hai Sheng, and handed it to Hai Sheng with both hands.

Haisheng took it, waved the weapon in his hand, and shouted in a good mood: "Ah Niu, beat the drum and cheer!" ”

"Order!"

Tie Niu ran to the ring, picked up the drumsticks and beat the big drum, and the sound of "knock, knock, knock......" spread from slow to fast, and the exciting drum sound spread throughout the venue. The horse neighs and raises its front feet.

Hai Sheng grabbed the reins with his left hand to control the horse, and held Fang Tian's halberd with his right hand, and gently patted the horse's ass, and the horse ran away.

Zhang Wenhuan also operated the same, the two horses suddenly charged, and when they staggered, the two raised their blades and slashed at each other, and the crisp and dull sound of collision was endless.

At the beginning, the two generals immediately fought in a good way, you come and I are not wonderful, after a few moves, the original form is revealed, even the horse can not be controlled, the weapon often hits in the air, there is no accurate head and loses the bearing.

Whether it was the audience or those peeping outside, there was no ridicule, although the horse battle was not good-looking, but it was much stronger than them, after all, there were not even a few who could ride horses, and others could still ride horses and hold long-handled weapons to fight, which was already quite amazing.

The drums are still beating, the horse war has not stopped, it has lasted for more than a dozen rounds without winning or losing, Zhang Wenhuan's equestrian skills are good, Haisheng is good at relying on the horse, both of them have real kung fu, but they have not yet adapted to the horse war, and they abandoned the horse in the back and went to the ring.

This is exciting, but it is much more intense than the horse battle, it is all the way of the generals, the moves are equally exquisite, and the fight is strength and skill. Victory or defeat is often in a thought, and the situation is very thrilling.

In the ring, the two generals fought more and more fiercely, and the people who ate melons felt that their eyes were not enough, and their eyes were staring at the ring.

Zhou Xingxing is one of them, at this moment he is peeking at the wall, his eyes look through the hole and he doesn't blink, wearing a beggar suit, holding a dog stick in his hand, clenching and rattling with one hand, his heart is very excited, he really wants to go on stage to fight.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Wenhuan, who was wearing armor, stood in the corner of the ring, panting with a snake spear, sweating profusely and drenched all over.

Haisheng is not much better, he is stationed in the cube heaven painting halberd with one hand, but his hands are shaking so badly, it is difficult to hold the long-handled weapon, and he has fought for dozens of rounds, and it is already the end of the strong crossbow, and he can't dance. Neither of them gave up, shouted, grabbed their weapons and charged for the last stand.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the Zhangba snake spear was knocked off and fell on the edge of the ring, Zhang Wenhuan fell on his back, his eyes were weak to look at the sky, tears flowed out of his eyes, and slid down his cheeks.

Fang Tian's halberd was also knocked backwards, and Hai Sheng used all his strength to control it and didn't let it fall. Hold the halberd with both hands, and lean against it so that it does not fall. He smiled and asked, "Old man, what do you say now?" ”

Zhang Wenhuan replied weakly: "You won!" ”

"I can't win, you are old and frail, I am in the prime of life. Is it a tie this time? You take the Liuhe fan away, I'll set a table at noon, let's have a drink! ”

"Losing is losing, where is the excuse! I think I, Zhang Wenhuan, have gambled all my life, I have never won, I have lost everything, and I finally lost my life in this last battle! Ha, haha......" Zhang Wenhuan suddenly laughed wildly.