Zhang Fei had the intention of teasing the other party before making a move, he has always liked rough men, and he can't help but despise the fair-skinned generals when he sees them. But when he saw Zhao Guang easily take over his pressure, he was surprised, "You doll, looking at the fine skin and tender meat, but like your old man, you have a lot of strength." Yes, yes, the tiger father has no dogs! ”

Zhao Guang saw that Zhang Fei was happy, so he said: "Zhang Xianghou ......."

He was interrupted as soon as he started, and Zhang Fei said angrily: "Why are your own family members so angry, call Sanbo!" ”

Zhao Guang had no choice but to do so, "Third uncle, the matter of army reform ......"

As a result, he was interrupted by Zhang Fei again, "You don't need to tell me such trivial matters, just let them do it themselves." Thou shalt drink with me! ”

"Okay, I knew that I came to drink and fight with Zhang Sanye this time!" Zhao Guang muttered in his heart, turned around and arranged for his scribe Junhou to dock with Zhang Fei's subordinates, and the matter of army reform was handed over to them.

When Zhao Guang visited Zhang Fei again, he had already started drinking by himself. Zhang Fei is worthy of being the first drunkard in the Three Kingdoms, he drinks when he has nothing to do, in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, he also died on drinking, otherwise with his strength, Fan Jiang Zhang Da would not be able to enter at all. In this time and space, fortunately, Zhao Guang reminded Liu Bei and sent Guo Youzhi to Zhang Fei to strengthen Zhang Fei's daily guards, which prevented him from dying in a daze.

Although Zhang Fei loves to drink and has a short temper, he has an advantage that he respects powerful cultural people. Guo Youzhi is by his side, and there are many fewer cases of drinking and mishapping. However, there has been nothing going on in the south of Jingzhou recently, so I will let it go.

As soon as Zhang Fei saw Zhao Guang, he pulled him to drink, beckoned Zhao Guang to sit on the left side, and put a whole jar on his desk, asking him to hold the jar and drink. Although Zhao Guang is not an alcoholic, when Lin Ping was in his previous life, he had a drunkard brother by his side, so he often accompanied the senior brother to drink. There is barely some research on the quality of wine.

As soon as he tasted the wine, he realized that it was just ordinary low-alcohol rice wine. It does not survive more than nine degrees, which is similar to the beer of later generations. What's so terrible about this, Zhao Guang could drink two cases of beer in his last life!

Zhang Fei saw that Zhao Guang was drinking boldly, and he was immediately full of good feelings. Whenever there is someone around him, he will persuade him not to drink, and there are very few who take the initiative to accompany him to drink. When there are a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, a jar is suddenly gone.

Zhang Fei called someone to bring Zhao Guang another jar, Zhao Guang was also a little drunk, patted the jar with his hand, and shouted: "Third uncle, what's the point of dry drinking!" Little nephew, I have an idea, I have heard for a long time that the three uncles are excellent in martial arts, and the heads of the enemy generals in the army are like probing for things. The little nephew has long wanted to see and understand, what if he is not satisfied? ”

It was the first time Zhang Fei met someone who took the initiative to ask to compete with him, and immediately laughed, "You doll is bold, dare to challenge me Zhang Yide, not afraid of being beaten and bruised and swollen?" ”

Zhao Guang was not afraid of the tiger, and immediately stood up, patted his chest, and was arrogant, "Sanboxiu wants to underestimate his little nephew, although I am young, I still have strength, and I may not be defeated by Sanbo!" ”

Zhang Fei laughed wildly, "The little doll has a big tone, so let's do it, the old man won't take advantage of you, and he will make a few moves to you empty-handed." With that, he rolled up his sleeves and staggered up.

Zhao Guang sneered in his heart, and thought: "I am a little cowardly when Zhang Sanye uses your Zhangba snake spear, and he competes with me empty-handed, purely looking for death!" Zhao Guang made a respectful and respectful posture, got up and stood opposite Zhang Fei.

The two of them stood still and pulled up their posture. Zhang Fei is about 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders, thick waist and short neck, and a waist circumference of two meters. Not only does it look alike, but it also looks like it fights. Zhang Fei shouted violently, deafening, and smashed down with a punch, Zhao Guang only felt that the light was dim, and all the scope of his eyes was shrouded by Zhang Fei's huge figure.

Zhang Fei fought violently, and ordinary generals had long been frightened by him, but who was Zhao Guang? The reincarnation of Huashan Lin Ping! This kind of stupid black coarse with no rules, he has seen a lot in his previous life.

Zhao Guang took half a step forward, grabbed Zhang Fei's wrist with his left hand, turned around sharply, his waist was forced, his body was pressed up, and a standard "Tieshan Lean" was exerted, and with Zhang Fei's momentum, he directly pulled his whole person out, and smashed it on the ground with a bang, and it was dusty for a while.

Zhang Fei's whole body was stunned, staggered to his feet, and stared at Zhao Guang in a daze. He really couldn't figure out why he rushed forward with a punch, and the whole person flew up inexplicably?

Zhang Fei shook his head, this time the horse step was solid, and the black tiger punched out his heart, and came straight to Zhao Guangmian's door. Zhang Fei is 1.9 meters and Zhao Guang is 1.8 meters, which is a head taller than him. The punch was supposed to be to the chest, but now it went straight to the door.

Zhao Guang's body shrank, easily dodged this punch, his body grunted forward, got into Zhang Fei's arms, punched up, hit Zhang Fei's jaw, hit him with gold stars in his eyes, and stumbled back three steps, so he didn't fall. This move is called "Spirit Monkey Offering Fruit", and it is a common move in the technique, which is specially used to deal with people like Zhang Fei who are strong and clumsy.

Zhang Fei suffered two losses in a row, and only then did he understand that Zhao Guang's hand-to-hand combat skills were very proficient, and his own means of relying on strength and brutality were not opponents at all.

Originally, ordinary generals would not specialize in hand-to-hand combat, because they would not need it at all. If a certain general falls into a situation where he has no weapons and can only fight hand-to-hand, he is basically knocked off his horse by the weapon and is about to be captured, facing countless small soldiers, even if he has hand-to-hand combat, it is useless. Guan Yu is like this, after falling from his horse, in the face of the swarming soldiers, he can only be captured.

Zhang Fei figured out the situation, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Why are you so cunning this doll!" Zhang wanted to fight with you, but you used the technique of pounce. ”

The horn is that the two of them stride and stretch out their arms, comparing their strength like a bullfight, and whoever falls down will win. It's a bit like wrestling and sumo wrestling in later generations. But there are fewer tricks, it's purely more than strength. Zhang Fei made a move just now, which was definitely not the case, and now he is just making excuses to prevaricate.

Zhao Guang slandered in his heart, "Master Zhang can't afford to play, if he can't beat it, he will cheat!" But he could only say: "That little nephew misunderstood, third uncle, let's do it all over again." After speaking, he stretched his arms forward, bent down slightly, and prepared for the corner.

Zhang Fei was once bitten by a snake, and he was afraid of the well rope for ten years, and felt that Zhao Guang's fighting skills were superb, and the angle should not be bad, so he simply stopped trying it and wanted to change the way.

Zhang Fei shouted: "Forget it, you kid, I don't have the interest to fight the corner." Come on, take my Zhangba snake spear, let me teach you how to teach your kid's marksmanship, and your father is a little hot! ”

Zhang Fei seems to be reckless, but he is actually smart in his heart, and he suffered a loss in hand-to-hand fighting, so he put on a weapon to save face.

It is better to be respectful than to obey his fate, Zhao Guang had to pick up his iron spear and come to the center of the school field, facing Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei, who is eight feet tall, has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his beard is like a halberd, and he is holding a snake spear, majestic and majestic, and his demeanor is highlighted, compared with his bare hands, the momentum is even greater.

Zhang Fei suddenly shouted: "The kid is killed!" ”

Almost at the same time as the thunderous roar, the Zhangba snake spear poked out like lightning, pointing directly at his chest, its momentum was fast and urgent, even if he had prepared in advance, Zhao Guang was a little caught off guard. Zhao Guang took a big step back, and the spear in his hand shot out a little silver flower, which collided with Zhang Fei's spear, and more than a dozen collisions were connected together, forming a long sound of "bell". Zhang Fei's spear was exhausted and was bounced back.

Zhang Fei was "Wow!" again. With a shout, the spear in his hand spun like a windmill and smashed towards Zhao Guang. Zhao Guang responded calmly, the spear in his hand was like a dragon, circling and circling, and the tip of the spear was a little cold light, like a pear blossom blooming all over the tree, and it was impenetrable.

After more than a dozen rounds, Zhang Fei shouted "Ahhh Zhao Guang sometimes overcomes rigidity with softness and moves to dissolve; sometimes hard-to-hard, fight back with all your might; From time to time, he also used Tai Chi Kung Fu to use his strength, a silver gun made the flowers blooming and unpredictable, and he simply resolved Zhang Fei's full force crit one by one, and there were hidden needles in the cotton, implying a counterattack, which made Zhang Fei feel tricky.

After all, Zhang Fei is over half a hundred years old, and his energy is not as good as Zhao Guang's youth, and after dozens of rounds, he is panting and overwhelmed.

After the collision of the "bell", Zhang Fei took the opportunity to stop, glared at Zhao Guang, gasped for breath, and shouted for a while: "You doll, at a young age, the gun makes it as slippery as your father, don't fight, I'm tired to death!" ”

After saying that, he threw the Zhangba snake spear, and his subordinates hurriedly helped lift it and put it away.

Zhao Guang also spent a lot of energy, although it was still early to exhaust himself, he still pretended to be weak and tired, supported his body with a gun, and sighed: "Third uncle, fortunately you stopped, otherwise I won't be able to hold on for another half a moment!" ”

Zhang Fei had a face, patted Zhao Guang on the shoulder, and laughed, "Boy, it's enough!" Your dad is your age, and his marksmanship is not so good! ”

Zhao Guang was staggered, and said with a wry smile: "The third uncle is in love, I am really hard!" You see, you've bent all this iron spear! ”

Zhang Fei laughed, pulled Zhao Guang to the wine table. The two drank two or three more jars, Zhang Fei was drunk, and suddenly called his subordinates and gave a few orders. After a while, two strong men came over with a box on their shoulders.

The box is not big, but it is very heavy. Zhang Fei smiled and pulled Zhao Guang over, opened the box, which was lined with full fur, and wrapped a football-sized item in brocade in the center.

Zhang Fei motioned for Zhao Guang to open it and take a look.

Zhao Guang brushed the silk away, and an irregular object with a dark but strange brilliance appeared in front of him, and he pressed it with his hand, the thing was cold and hard, like iron metal.