Canghai, the court martial arts arena.

The sun is shining, but the sun is not so hot in this vast grassland filled with the fragrance of grass every breath and breath.

In the center of the martial arts arena, two men dressed in black stood opposite each other, one was strong and well-proportioned, the other was tall and burly, and the spear and saber were firmly held in the hands of the two.

The two of them didn't move, but invisibly they had already given birth to a bit of life and death fighting, the breeze was blowing, the leaves were shaking, and a sparrow with an unknown situation slowly flew over, just landing on the weapon rack not far away, tilting its head and looking curiously.

The burly man's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the sparrow out of the corner of his eye, but at this moment, the person holding the knife standing opposite him was already screaming angrily, and his legs stomped down heavily!

It was only a distance of five steps, and in an instant, the saber broke through the air, unfolded the breeze, and faced the sun, falling like thunder from top to bottom towards the burly man!

"Drink. The burly man knew that his opponent was powerful, but one step slower was equivalent to ten or a hundred steps slower, and the saber had already reached the top of his head, and even if he wanted to dodge, it was too late.

But he didn't panic, the hand holding the spear tightened, and he didn't retreat a step, and his arms shook to meet it, and the shaft of the spear forged in fine iron was horizontal in front of the sword.

With a sonorous metal clash, the saber slashed at the middle of the spear, and a huge force burst out with sparks, and the burly man's feet cracked, and the floor tiles cracked a few cracks.

The sparrow was so shocked by the sound of the collision that it could barely flap its wings, and rolled on the ground for a few moments before struggling to fly high.

If such a knife is slashed at the human body, even if it is a cultivator, I am afraid that it will be cut in two.

And the burly man who was slashed by such a knife naturally couldn't really be so easy, the hand holding the spear fell again and again, and the edge of the saber advanced and advanced, almost falling on his eyebrows.

Of course, the burly man could not be defeated, as the power accumulated in his veins spread, his left hand immediately let go, but with only one hand, he supported the power of the saber, and when his wrist shook slightly, the spear pointed diagonally to the left from in front of him, and even the edge with the saber deflected away and slid diagonally towards his left side.

The saber moved out of the way, and the front door of the sturdy man naturally opened wide, and the burly man let out a sigh, the thick two beards on the tip of his nose were suddenly blown, and his left hand once again grasped the barrel of the gun, and stabbed out towards the opponent!

The sharp tip came in the blink of an eye, and the sturdy man holding the saber shrank his pupils sharply, and the saber in his hand tightened again.

The spear was gone, but the burly man slammed into it with his shoulder, but it was as powerful as the hammer of a battering ram.

The sturdy man did not retreat, but also met him, slamming his shoulder with him with a muffled sound.

The spear and saber crossed together in front of the two of them, and with several collisions, the strong man gradually felt the lack of strength, gritted his teeth slightly, and slammed a fist into the burly man's chest, and then turned around and retreated.

The burly man was punched, as if he was a man who had nothing to do, and his feet did not stop, and his breath was like an arrow, and he went towards the strong man like a mountain.

This is not the martial arts skills of the Central Plains, but the wrestling techniques commonly used in Northern Barbarian fighting, if a strong man is entangled by him, I am afraid that he will fall a point first in terms of body size.

The sturdy man also knew that it was powerful, and the saber suddenly slashed out, intercepting the burly man's advance, but the distance between the two was too close, and he had already lost the opportunity, and naturally this knife was not as powerful as the first one.

The spear suppressed the saber like an angry dragon trampling on a tiger, the saber was powerless to lift, and the struggle was to no avail.

And the burly man finally knocked down the strong man, crushing him to the ground, unable to move.

The sturdy man lay on the ground and struggled for a long time, his face was red, but in the end he couldn't get out, he could only sigh and said with a wry smile: "Ouch, I lost and I lost, really, like a bear, I couldn't breathe." ”

The burly man heard the voice of admitting defeat, the previous violence was gone, and his strength was retracted, revealing a simple smile, and said with a smile: "The lord of the country has admitted defeat? ”

There is only one person who can be called the lord of the kingdom in the sea.

The sturdy man, or Cao Meng, the lord of the Canghai Kingdom, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finally staggered to his feet with the support of his subordinates.

Even though it was only a few breaths, he felt like he had been on a horse for a whole day, sweating profusely.

The burly man stood up, smiling heartily, and at the same time reached out to help Cao Meng.

Cao Meng also stretched out his hand, held his broad and rough palm, exerted a slight force, stood up from the ground, glanced at the broken floor tiles, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, thinking that it was a pity that he couldn't succeed in this knife that opened the mountain and cracked the stone.

The soldiers on the side respectfully handed over the sweat towel, Cao Mengshun handed over the saber in his hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead with the sweat towel, and at the same time took a deep breath to calm the surging qi and blood in his body due to the violent force.

He looked at the burly man and just wiped it on his face indiscriminately, obviously not sweating too much, and laughed at himself: "It seems that martial arts are indeed not Lone's strengths, Lone has tried his best, but he still hasn't been able to get the slightest advantage under General Dian Wei." ”

Dian Wei shook his head disagreeingly, smiled innocently, and said: "Why should the lord of the country be arrogant, this year, the lord of the country has made a lot of progress, and he can only stick to it at the earliest, and now even the ministers have to guard against it so as not to suffer losses, but the cultivation of qi and blood is still a little short, and the strength is not enough, otherwise, it is not easy for the minister to win." ”

Cao Meng squinted at him, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What are you pretending, if I guessed correctly, it wasn't your intention to look at the sparrows just now, right?"

Dian Wei's face turned red, knowing that his careful thinking had still been discovered, but for the sake of face, he still forced himself to calm down and said: "How can the lord of the country say that, the ministers have distractions, it is not as good as the lord of the country to concentrate, although he has taken advantage of some years of practice, but the heroism of the lord of the country is beyond the reach of the ministers." ”

Cao Meng just smiled, took the saber from the soldier's hand, and used the sweat towel to wipe the few gaps on the blade due to the impact, and his voice was calm and even relaxed: "You can't say this, it should be Wen Ruojiao who said it, he has been busy revising etiquette recently, and it is estimated that he has not told you to pay attention to proportion." But you are a military general, don't learn what kind of sycophants those Wenchen shoot, the shooting is not fragrant or smelly, and it will only increase the embarrassment. ”

Dian Weile said hehehe: "The lord of the country is clear, I am the most annoying to those who are crepe, every time I see it, I just want to sleep, it is better to let me go out with a gun and play a game." After all, people like me are going to fight before the battle, so what's the use of holding those books? Could it be that if you use the words in the books before the war, the opponent will be happy and willing to surrender?"

"Those who don't want to learn can also not learn. Cao Meng shook his head and smiled: "But the book still has to be read." To calm this troubled world, it is far from enough to rely on blood, words are sometimes not necessarily weaker than swords, even if the pen in the hand of a scholar can sometimes kill. Speaking before the battle does not necessarily mean that you cannot retreat thousands of miles, and the so-called soldiers who surrender without a fight are like this. ”

Dian Wei's eyes were full of confusion when he heard this, scratched his head, and looked at Cao Meng in a daze.

"But you, who were born as a pig killer, probably won't listen to it. Cao Meng laughed, knowing that Dian Wei couldn't listen to it for a day or two, he asked Dian Wei to talk to Wenchen, also to edify him.

"By the way, I heard that Li Qiuhuang of the Tang Kingdom also met a pig killer before, and he was given the title of general. ”

Dian Wei was disdainful, and raised his eyes: "Isn't it the 'pig killing general'?" Heh, he has been a watchdog in the forbidden army since he was a general, and he has never been in battle, and he is also a straw bale, but the minister broke out of the sea of swords and fire, and was compared to him, which is really annoying!"