Meng Ge knew that it was Yang Xiaohu who teased him, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart. Wang Xiyuan asked someone to find a messenger's clothes and changed them with Meng Ge, and then they came outside the ring together. The first yacha ate the gong to open the way, and the onlookers avoided it one after another, and Meng Ge followed Wang Xiyuan into the field.

Wait for Wang Xiyuan to sit down in the stands next to the martial arts ring and inform the master of the mansion that he can start. The master walked to the ring and announced the competition to thousands of people in front of the audience, and then announced the start of the competition. Meng Ge really didn't see any trace of Yang Xiaohu in the crowd, but saw Yang Xiaohu sitting in the background, chatting happily with a group of test takers, Meng Ge couldn't help but feel angry.

At this time, the backstage test takers had already drawn a bamboo stick, and the number was written on the bamboo stick. And there is also a set of bamboo sticks on the case in front of Wang Xiyuan, but they are all packed in a bamboo tube. It's fair to draw lots to decide the competition. Wang Xiyuan randomly drew two in the bamboo tube and handed them to the master, who held the bamboo stick and announced the number, and the two test takers came to the stage in response. The rules of the competition have already been mentioned, so there is no need to bother talking.

Two test takers took the stage, each bowed to the people in the audience, and then bowed to each other. The competition started here, and the martial arts of the two ended normally, and Meng Ge didn't bother to watch it. Meng Ge didn't know how many numbers Yang Xiaohu had gotten, and out of curiosity, Meng Ge walked to the waiting area where the test takers gathered at the back and came to Yang Xiaohu's side.

"Xiaohu, you have made me miserable, I still followed Lord Wang to come in. Meng Ge sighed as he spoke, frowning. Yang Xiaohu was not surprised to see Meng Ge change his clothes, after all, Wang Xiyuan was familiar with his father-in-law, and it was not surprising that his father-in-law's doorman borrowed clothes from him.

Yang Xiaohu smiled and said, "Uncle Meng has worked hard, I will definitely invite you to drink when I turn around." ”

Meng Ge smiled: "Even if you kid has a conscience, hey, how many numbers did you get?" Saying that, Meng Ge poked his head to look at the bamboo stick in Yang Xiaohu's hand, Yang Xiaohu didn't care, and stretched out his hand to hand the bamboo stick to Meng Ge's eyes and said: "Sixty-six, this number is good, sixty-six Shun, haha." ”

Meng Ge really saw it, it was indeed the sixty-sixth. Only then did he laugh and say, "Well, your kid has good luck." Meng Ge paused before he said: "Then you rest here, Uncle Meng will go back to accompany Lord Wang, my clothes are not suitable here." ”

Yang Xiaohu smiled: "Uncle Meng will go by himself, it doesn't matter if I'm here." Meng Ge smiled, straightened up and looked around, and suddenly saw someone who couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The person Meng Ge saw said that he was a human, but it was better to say that he was a savage. Now in the early spring, the man was dressed in black and leaned against a cloth silk, and his arms were bare. The arm is thicker than Yang Xiaohu's legs, and the muscles on the arm are bulging, and he looks fierce and fierce. Judging from the back alone, this strong man is already a tiger's back. Just sitting there and not seeing his appearance and not knowing how tall he was, Meng Ge walked straight to the strong man.

Coming to the strong man, Meng Gezhi was stunned. His background in killing pigs is already fierce enough, this benevolent brother is estimated to be born in murder, and his face looks like a fierce god. A pair of thick eyebrows into the sideburns, angry eyes. Rosacea nose toad beak and bearded face. Meng Ge couldn't help but secretly praise: 'What a strong man'!

This strong man couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he saw Meng Ge staring at him, and it was hard to say anything when he saw Meng Ge wearing an official costume.

Meng Ge opened his mouth first and asked, "What is this friend's surname?"

When the strong man heard this, he said violently: "If you go back to the official master, the younger one is the Shaanxi family, and now the family in Long Ping'an lives by fishing on Taihu Lake." My surname is Tie, and I am an old pimple at home, and the official calls me Iron Pimple. ”

Meng Ge smiled when he heard this: "Iron Pimple, this name is the first time I've heard of it, looking at your body, it must be extraordinary martial arts!"

Tie Pimple scratched his head and was a little embarrassed, but he still said truthfully: "The little one has brute strength since he was a child, but he just learned a few Shaolin boxing from his master, which is not an extraordinary martial art, hehe." Although this strong man is modest, Meng Ge knows it.

Looking at the iron pimple, the calluses on the spine of his hands and fists should be because he has been practicing boxing for a long time, but even if he said this, Meng Ge was not easy to say. Meng Ge looked at the bamboo skewer on Tie Pimple's hand, on which the number 35 was clearly written.

Meng Ge couldn't help asking, "Why did you come here to compete in martial arts?

Iron Pimple heard this, his eyes turned red and said: "I can't make a few dollars selling fish, my mother is sick and needs silver money to buy medicine, I heard that if you win the competition, you can get ten taels of silver, so I came." ”

Meng Ge couldn't help frowning when he heard this: "My friend is wrong, if you win the competition, you will indeed have ten taels of silver to take, but you have to join the army." From now on, far away from your homeland and relatives, are you willing to do it?"

Tie Pimple said without hesitation: "As long as you can see my mother, you can do anything." ”

Meng Ge nodded and said with a smile: "Then I wish the Iron Pimple brothers a successful start and farewell." Iron Pimple also hurriedly got up and gave up his hand.

Meng Ge couldn't help but be stunned again, good guy. This iron bump stands up two heads higher than himself, not bad!

Meng Ge turned around and walked out of the waiting area, Yang Xiaohu saw from a distance that Meng Ge was chatting with a man very speculatively, and said in his heart: "Uncle Meng must have met an acquaintance." It's not strange at the moment, just close your eyes and wait for the competition to begin.

Meng Ge returned to the stand where Wang Xiyuan was, and then bowed his hand to Wang Xiyuan: "Lord Wang, when you come, my Lord Zhang asked the villain to bring you a word. ”

When Wang Xiyuan heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Meng Zhuangshi has something to say, please speak, and this official listens to it." ”

Meng Ge smiled slightly: "My Lord Zhang hopes that Lord Wang can make it convenient, and the son is delicate and expensive, so he has to find a suitable opponent, Lord Wang will see if he can be accommodating?"

Wang Xiyuan couldn't help but be very embarrassed when he heard this, Meng Ge smiled lightly and said: "Adults don't have to be embarrassed, no matter who you choose as the opponent of your son, the final outcome will be the same." ”

Wang Xiyuan groaned and asked, "How does Meng Zhuangshi plan to choose?"

Meng Ge smiled and reached out to take the bamboo tube, picked out two bamboo sticks from it and said, "These two people are fine." ”

Wang Xiyuan took the bamboo stick and glanced at it, thought for a moment and nodded: "In this way, the official obeys his orders!"

At this time, it happened that the previous two test takers were different, and the master came over and took the bamboo stick from Wang Xiyuan's hand, then turned around and came to the field and read aloud: "No. 66 vs. No. 35!"