At this moment, outside the venue, there were bursts of cheering for Jiang Zhuying. Cao Shiwu's eyes were red due to excitement.

Cao Shiwu came to Wujie Club today with only one purpose, that is, to obtain the title, and then take this opportunity to become the deputy commander of the Guards Army. But at the moment, it seems that even Jiang Zhuying's level is difficult to pass.

All of this made the arrogant Cao Shiwu gradually become really angry.

"Jiang Zhuying, don't be arrogant, you can take another shot!" Cao Shiwu roared, held the gun in one hand, and the tip of the flying sickle pointed diagonally at the ground and rushed towards Jiang Zhuying.

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Zhang Xilong used the technique of dragging the knife and failed to cut Lei Dongfeng, but cut off the mane of the White Horse Dragon General. Lei Dongfeng was very angry.

At this moment, Zhang Xilong had turned his horse's head, and with the power of the horse's turn, he took the infinite murderous sword from behind to front of him, swept the half circle like a half moon towards the Lei Dongfeng.

The plan to injure the Dragon General was to fail to make Lei Dongfeng fall. Zhang Xilong was shocked, but his move became more vicious.

At this moment, Lei Dongfeng's Lengfeng halberd in his right hand had been shaken to the ground by Zhang Xilong's long sword, leaving only the halberd in his left hand.

However, Zhang Xilong's sword was vicious, but he was slashing towards Lei Dongfeng's right body. If he really hit the slash, he would definitely have broken bones and tendons. Even if Zhang Xilong did not kill, Lei Dongfeng would have lost this game.

Lei Dongfeng was frightened and furious, and swung his halberd against his right hand and pushed it hard.

"Lei Dongfeng, I see how long you can withstand it!" Zhang Xilong said coldly.

"Don't be arrogant if you succeed!" Lei Dongfeng shouted angrily, and even used the cold halberd to block the swallowing of Zhang Xilong's long sword.

When Zhang Xilong saw this, he shouted loudly and drew several times, but he didn't pull it back.

"Lei Dongfeng, you can't help me, but you can't hurt me, haha!" Zhang Xilong deliberately stimulated Lei Dongfeng, trying to inspire him to let go of his long sword.

Under this situation, as long as Lei Dongfeng's Lengfeng halberd releases Zhang Xilong's long sword, Zhang Xilong can use his weapons to subdue Lei Dongfeng in an instant and win the game.

At this moment, the people and generals who watched this game outside the court stared at the two of them, and most of them even had hope for Lei Dongfeng. Although the two are now stalemate on the court and dare not move lightly, Lei Dongfeng is undoubtedly more disadvantageous.

"Zhang Xilong!" Lei Dongfeng's thoughts were broken, and suddenly he urged the dragon general, and the dragon general took a few steps forward in an instant

Lei Dongfeng actually let go of the cold halberd in his right hand, and rushed forward along Zhang Xilong's long sword. He slapped Zhang Xilong's long sword in the face with his palm. Zhang Xilong's blade suddenly changed from flat to vertical.

The next moment, Zhang Xilong's long sword's blade was pressed against Lei Dongfeng's side and his arms.

Zhang Xilong could even feel the astringent feeling of the sword surface slashing across the armor beside Lei Dongfeng. Lei Dongfeng also felt the chill coming from the sword surface.

In amazement, Zhang Xilong was about to draw his knife and continue to slash, but Lei Dongfeng clamped the blade tightly with his arm. At this moment, Lei Dongfeng had already urged his horse to approach Zhang Xilong.

The next moment, Lei Dongfeng made a fist with his left hand, and his ten fingers that were tightly closed hit Zhang Xilong's nose.

With a "click", Zhang Xilong felt that his eyes were black, his nose first became sore, and then a biting pain rushed straight into his brain.

This pain cannot be endured by enduring. Zhang Xilong screamed, tears and blood suddenly flowed all over his face, as if he had opened a dye shop.

At this moment, Zhang Xilong's long sword had fallen to the ground, but Lei Dongfeng seemed like a crazy tiger. The two of them were already close together, and the dragon general opened his mouth from time to time to bite Zhang Xilong's yellow-fat war horse.

"Boy, let you be arrogant, taste your Master Lei's fist!" Lei Dongfeng roared in Zhang Xilong's ear, regardless of how much Zhang Xilong could continue to listen.

Zhang Xilong was not too concerned about what Lei Dongfeng said. The long sword had already taken off his hand and tried hard to resist Lei Dongfeng with his palm. Unfortunately, the fist that blindly hit Lei Dongfeng was not harmed at all.

If we use weapons, Zhang Xilong can still tie Lei Dongfeng; if we rely on fists and feet, all three Zhang Xilong may not be a match for Lei Dongfeng.

Especially with such close-knot fighting, when Lei Dongfeng's Bagua Palm was used, Zhang Xilong had no power to fight back. The moves were soaked, and the moves were so painful that it hurt his bones.

After a few punches, Zhang Xilong was already dizzy and had no way to start. However, Zhang Xilong was also a tough guy, and he didn't beg for mercy and roared loudly and fought with Lei Dongfeng.

At this moment, Zhang Xilong's head was covered with blood, his helmet had been knocked off, and his whole body was suppressed by Lei Dongfeng.

After hitting the back, Lei Dongfeng had no moves. He grabbed Zhang Xilong's armor with one hand and prevented his body from leaving. He smashed Zhang Xilong with the other hand desperately. Zhang Xilong was like a sandbag, swaying back and forth on the horse's back. The part where his body and Lei Dongfeng's fist came into contact with him made a dull "bang bang" sound.

Blood and sweat fell on the field with crackling sounds. Stars and red blood flowers bloomed on the ground.

"It's so... terrible..." Outside the field, a player watching the game muttered to himself, and he was even more glad that he had not encountered Lei Dongfeng.

"Referee, why haven't you stopped calling? This is murder, it's murder!" Zhang Guangyuan in the stands screamed anxiously.

"Zhang Juntuan, be careful, this is a game, the noble man has not yet admitted defeat!" Zhao Huicheng said.

"You didn't speak when you kid had the advantage just now, but now you are anxious and embarrassed." Zhang Feng, the Marquis of Yan State, sneered.

"You!" Zhang Guangyuan was anxious and didn't bother to defend himself, but he couldn't rush in and save his son.

After all, everything about Lei Dongfeng is within the scope permitted by the rules.

"Son is not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, but Zhang Xilong is a tough guy, and he doesn't even beg for mercy and admit defeat?" From afar, the old Taoist Lin Qingping looked at Zhang Guangyuan disdainfully.

"Okay, the outcome of this battle has been decided. Please stop immediately by Lei Dongfeng!" The military official in charge of the referee shouted loudly as Zhang Xilong had no strength to fight back at the stadium.

Zhang Xilong just now did not admit defeat. According to regulations, this official cannot interrupt the game without authorization unless one side loses its ability to resist or someone is seriously injured.

"Boy. If you can't beat me to death, I won't admit defeat..." At this moment, Zhang Xilong's mouth was covered in blood and his teeth fell a few, but he still insisted vaguely.

"You dare to be stubborn, but you are a man. I will spare you this time and compete again next time!" Lei Dongfeng let go of his hand, haha.

At this moment, the people and contestants around were all stunned by Lei Dongfeng's domineering and tough punches and Zhang Xilong's image of bruised nose and swollen face.

The Wujie of the Empire has been in the war of horses since its inception. There is no such battle that can be determined by relying on fists, especially such a violent and violent fist.

But Lei Dongfeng was extremely happy at this moment. When the mountain wind blew, the armor that was torn apart because of the fight suddenly became cool. Looking at Zhang Xilong who was being helped down and Zhang Guangyuan who was furious in the distance, Lei Dongfeng suddenly let out a long roar: "Good, I don't accept it, let's continue to fight!"

This sentence is undoubtedly a challenge to the players all over the field, but no one dared to stand up and respond. A group of players asked themselves that their martial arts skills would not be better than Zhang Xilong, and everyone has seen Lei Dongfeng's kung fu, and it is indeed extremely domineering and fierce.

But no matter what, as Lei Dongfeng spoke, everyone was shocked. Even Jiang Zhuying, who was fighting with Cao Shiwu, was in a state of excitement.

Such a heroic manly spirit suddenly made many people's eyes shine, and the surging fighting spirit emitted from Lei Dongfeng made the viewer's heart even more intense.

The people who supported Lei Dongfeng immediately cheered, but Lei Dongfeng bowed to the surroundings and rode down from the battlefield.

"Although Wugui's martial arts skills have not been perfect yet, their momentum is no less than any general." Zhao Huicheng said in his heart and nodded with satisfaction.

"Lei Dongfeng..." Military Minister Guan Bowen looked at Lei Dongfeng with a complicated expression, and suddenly he was full of expectations for the coming visit Lei Dongfeng would start to come.

"Lei Dongfeng is so brave, and the Kuanglan Army is in full swing, and behind him is the support of British Hou and others, should we do something?" This was an idea that many people had in an instant.

Many figures also flashed out of the crowd at this time and walked down the mountain. Now they no longer need to see Lei Dongfeng's performance in the final. They can enter the final. Lei Dongfeng has proved his value, not to mention that there is Jiang Zhuying.

At this moment, the duel between Jiang Zhuying and Cao Shiwu was coming to an end. Cao Shiwu's helmet was poked by Jiang Zhuying with a shot, and he was so angry that he used several attack moves of Zhenwu's thirteen kills in succession. However, Jiang Zhuying's defense was not airtight, and Cao Shiwu returned without success.

At the end of the battle, Cao Shiwu was already panting like a cow. Jiang Zhuying Fengxing's two spears were launched and directly knocked Cao Shiwu off the horse.

Cao Shiwu was embarrassed and angry, and did not speak, so he got on the horse and ran out of the field.

Cao Qianlong in the stands seemed to be unaware and still watched all this with a smile.

At this point, the players who entered the finals of the Imperial Capital Civil and Military Association Wu Jie Association were Lei Dongfeng and Jiang Zhuying.

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Lei Dongfeng and Jiang Zhuying stood in a distance. There was not much tension between them, but there was a little warmth of cherishing each other.

"Zhuying, it has been nearly half a year since we fought last time. This time, we have to compete hard." Lei Dongfeng said with a smile.

"Brother, I won't give in to you deliberately." Jiang Zhuying smiled and saw through Lei Dongfeng's thoughts.

"Zhuying, you just duel with that boy, and you injured your arm muscles. Can you still persist?" Lei Dongfeng said with concern.

In fact, Lei Dongfeng had the intention of making Jiang Zhuying look like he wanted to make Jiang Zhuying, but he also knew that this would be an insult to a general.

So, all he can do is to do his best in the competition and try not to aggravate Jiang Zhuying's injuries.

"Brother, don't worry, I will protect myself in this battle." Jiang Zhuying smiled sweetly and raised the Fengxing spear.

Seeing this, Lei Dongfeng also smiled and pulled out the cold front double halberd.

Fengxing Gun, Cold Front Halberd...

Two weapons that have been forged through the distant time and space, and have passed on thousands of years of history, seem to have already possessed spirituality at this moment. Under the sunshine near noon, bursts of heart-wrenching cold lights radiate.
Chapter completed!