Snow is falling, and cold winds are blowing.

In just a moment, the heavens and the earth turned silvery white, and the snow on the ground reached a thickness of five or six centimeters.

The thick snow is full of people and is very lively.

When the children who dreamed of dying the country heard that there was a competition, almost all of them ran over, and many weak girls were no exception.

"The competition is divided into three games, and there is no limit to the number of people in each game, you can fight in wheels, so it is not considered bullying you. Montaigne sat high on the tiger chair and looked at Lu Yao with a smile on his face, very casual and full of victorious gestures.

Lu Yao also got a chair for himself here, sat on it elegantly, and said with a light smile: "Thank you General Meng for that." ”

Although he said thank you, he actually had some disdain for wheel warfare in his heart!

Because he has confidence, he doesn't need wheel warfare at all!

After all, he has Xu Longxiang, who is born with divine power!

"General, the training venue has been set up properly, and you can start the competition. Yan Bin walked quickly to the high platform and asked Montaigne for instructions.

Montaigne nodded with satisfaction, and after glancing at Lu Yao, he stood up and shouted to the Meng Jiajun below: "The first training competition, the strength competition, but who would have thought that this group of children would be met?"

The voice fell, Meng Jiajun below, you look at me, I look at you, no one was the first to stand up.

After all, they are all elderly adults, and it is a little difficult to let them compete with a group of children after all.

Even if you win, your face will be disgraceful, and if you lose, your face will be lost.

People in the army don't have much fun, and the most important thing is face.

Seeing that no one had stepped forward for a long time, Montaigne frowned slightly, deliberately raised his hand to a Meng Jiajun who was shrinking behind, and said: "Wang Dali, don't let me down in the first competition!"

Wang Dali was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and shouted with some tears and laughter: "General, will you let me out of the horse too much to promote them? I am the famous King of Hercules in our military camp!"

A burst of laughter was heard.

Although Wang Dali said that there is a strong man in his name, he is actually a civilian soldier, specializing in all kinds of material statistics, bookkeeping and other things in the army.

His strength is absolutely at the bottom of the Mengjia army, but even so, his strength is far beyond that of ordinary people in the army.

"It's you, go up quickly, if you lose, I'll ask you. Montaigne glared and ordered.

Wang Dali really had no choice but to pretend to move his body and bones, and jumped into the ring in a burst of boos.

In the ring, Wang Dali put away his contemptuous attitude, glanced at the people who dreamed of dying the country with a serious face, and shouted: "But anyone dares to come up and compete with me?"

Although this Wang Dali was very disdainful before he came to power, but after he came to power, the temperament of the whole person changed, and there was no slackness, which is a very good character, and he used his best to regard it as a lion Bo Rabbit.

It can be seen from the leopard in the tube, which shows that the military discipline of the Mengjia Army is strict, and the method of training soldiers is really unusual.

"Xu Longxiang, you go up and play with him! Don't hurt him. Lu Yao also stood up, a smile on his innocent face.

In fact, Xu Longxiang couldn't bear it anymore, and when he heard his helper's words at this moment, he quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and jumped into the competition ring with a laugh.

In the ring, one big and one small looked at each other.

"You-don't-don't-be afraid, I'll be lighter in a moment. Xu Longxiang said with concern, his tone was very sincere, and a pair of cross-eyed eyes made people want to laugh.

After the Meng family soldiers saw his appearance, they all held back their laughter, and some of them held back their faces.

Wang Dali saw Xu Longxiang's stupid and simple appearance, his heart was bitter, and he quickly looked up at Montaigne, his eyes were full of begging for mercy. Trade Winds Literature Network

Montaigne was also a little unbearable, but he still pretended not to see it and turned his head away.

Seeing this, Yan Bin hurriedly stepped forward and struck the gong in his hand.

"In this competition, the first game is strength, and the rules of the competition are as follows: the right arms of the two players are interlocked, and whoever knocks the opponent to the ground first is deemed to win! If there is no problem, the competition will start immediately. In the ring, a Meng Jiajun acted as a referee and said with a serious face.

After confirming that it was correct, the gong sounded again, signaling the official start of the competition.

Wang Dali took two steps forward, looked down at Xu Longxiang, who was only half as tall as him, and said very seriously: "It's too late for you to admit defeat now!"

Xu Longxiang hadn't spoken yet, but Mo Lang below was the first to speak, and said, "Brother Longxiang, you can start lightly in a while, don't hurt this strong king!" There was some sarcasm in his tone.

Xu Longxiang smiled stupidly, shook his head heavily, and at the same time raised his right arm, bent it up, forming a hook, and grinned: "That-no, I want to be rewarded-"

Okay!

Where is this Xu Longxiang stupid!

He's very shrewd!

When Wang Dali heard this, he raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "I can't measure my strength!" Immediately after, he clasped his right arm tightly on Xu Longxiang's right arm, and his strength surged upwards from the soles of his feet, intending to bring down Xu Longxiang in the first time, so that his face could be preserved to some extent.

But Xu Longxiang didn't move like an old monk, and the pair of cross-eyed eyes were still very funny and slightly turned twice, and then Xu Longxiang's face showed a look of dissatisfaction, as if Wang Dali's strength was in front of him, like a baby, unbearable!

Wang Dali secretly said that it was not good, and a fine sweat suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, knowing that he had kicked the iron plate, he tensed every muscle in his body, and made up his mind that even if he wanted to lose, he must not lose too ugly.

However, at the moment when Xu Longxiang frowned, the power of Qianjun had already exploded.

Immediately after, Wang Dali felt as if he had been struck by an ancient giant elephant, his eyes were dizzying, and then he fell to the ground.

Seeing this situation, except for Lu Yao and the others, who had expected it in the early morning, the rest of the people were shocked and forgot to speak.

The people of the Meng family army rubbed their eyes vigorously and questioned: "No!

Montaigne hurriedly stood up from the tiger chair, his face was not a little calm, he rushed down and shouted angrily: "Wang Dali, what are you doing!"

In the remnant snow and gravel, Wang vigorously shook his still dizzy head, got up from the slush floor, and looked at Xu Longxiang with a shocked expression.

I saw Xu Longxiang spit out very dissatisfied: "What-what's the matter, you're not injured?"

Wang Dali was shocked in his heart, patted the remnant snow on his body, straightened up his somewhat sore body, and said seriously to Xu Longxiang: "I didn't expect that the little brother was actually born with divine power, and my Wang Dali was willing to bow down." ”

Born with divine powers?

The audience was in an uproar!

Is there really such a person?

"What! Born with divine powers? Let me try it!"

One of the Mengjia soldiers shouted, his voice was loud, like a tiger's roar, and his tone was full of eagerness.

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate Xu Longxiang, who looked a little silly, and they all looked serious, and their hearts were hot and wanted to go up and try this innate divine power.

Montaigne's face was a little blushing and he frowned, which was considered acquiescence.

Lu Yao chuckled and didn't refute, but said lightly: "I hope the general won't forget the special reward." ”

Montaigne snorted lightly and responded, "That's nature!"