The whole place was in an uproar. Yan Zhao's angry attack was fierce and clean, showing his profound knowledge of kung fu as soon as he struck. However, the reactions of both Song and Jin were different. The Song envoys except Zhang Bangchang, Wang Yun and a few others
Except for a few people, the others all looked excited. On the other hand, everyone in Jinying was furious and wanted to get off the field and fight with Yanzhao immediately.
There was no change in the expression on Zhao Gou's face. He knew Yan Zhao's skills better than anyone else. He even believed that there would be no problem if he could complete the next ten games by himself. However, he always felt that today's banquet was full of conspiracy.
The smell made him feel uncomfortable all the time.
Wu Shu's brows moved slightly. Yan Zhao, as Zhao Gou's personal guard, has always been one of the objects of his attention. However, he has never seen him take action since entering the Jin camp. Today, he finally has the opportunity to force him out. This makes
He had some expectations. Of course, Yanzhao was one of his targets, and the other one was... His eyes swept towards Xu Zizhen without leaving a trace.
Xu Zizhen was holding Shui Liuli on the sidelines and crying loudly, his face full of nervousness and grief. However, he secretly observed the changes in the field without forgetting the Wushu on the sidelines. At this moment,
His eyes suddenly met with Wu Shu's. Wu Shu looked at humans and animals harmlessly with a half-smile, but Xu Zizhen couldn't help but shudder.
No, this bastard is still thinking about me!
Xu Zizhen was secretly alarmed. Wu Shu was not an ordinary person after all. His strategy of deliberately surrendering to the enemy to confuse him at the beginning might have been figured out by him. It seemed that he would never be able to escape from today's scene.
The two people's eyes met each other for a moment, and then quickly looked away. At this time, Yan Zhao's next opponent also jumped into the field, and another gambling battle began.
This opponent was also quite big, and his skills were even better than that of the big man. Yan Zhao Tieqing pounced on him without saying a word and started fighting, knocking down his opponent within a few rounds.
Before he could take a breath, another golden general entered the stage. Xu Zizhen discovered that since Yan Zhao entered the stage, the few people he had fought with were all big men, and each one was better than the last. Heituo Wen sat on the sidelines one by one.
As he was making arrangements, his eyes looked a little solemn. Apparently he also discovered Yan Zhao's difficulty and wanted to use a wheel battle to consume his physical strength first.
Yan Zhao didn't say a word and started fighting one by one. Soon they had won several games, and there were only five unredeemed assassins left on the sidelines. All the Jin people present looked ugly, only Wu Shu remained the same.
He remained unchanged, looking at the field with a smile, and occasionally chatting casually with Zhao Gou.
Zhao Gou's face was expressionless, but he was secretly worried. No matter how good Yan Zhao was, he couldn't fight like this. Each of the Jin men on the field was braver than the last one, such as Hei Tuo. Just the aura on his body could not be ignored. Zhao Gou was not
You idiot, you can tell at a glance that he is just waiting for Yan and Zhao to show signs of fatigue and come out to reap the benefits.
Zhang Bangchang sat on the sidelines with a low eyebrow, as if he had never seen the gambling fight in the field. Zhao Goubi had no choice but to wink at him from afar, hoping that he would send out a few guards to share the burden for Yan and Zhao, even if he lost on the field.
It didn't matter, at least let Yan Zhao rest for a while, but Zhang Bangchang didn't even raise his eyelids, and didn't seem to see Zhao Gou's look at all.
However, Zhao Gou never expected that not long before, Xu Zizhen whispered from behind Zhang Bangchang: "Don't send anyone, let Lao Yan fight to the end!"
How could Zhang Bangchang not know that this move would definitely arouse Zhao Gou's anger, but Xu Zizhen's words made him understand that in order for Zhao Gou to get out of this dangerous situation faster, Yan and Zhao must fall, so he weighed it again and again in his heart.
I still had to bite the bullet and endure it.
There were many officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty accompanying the Song envoy, but there were very few who could really fight like Yan and Zhao. Zhao Gou naturally understood that at this point, he had no hope for Zhang Bangchang and others, and could only hope that Yan
It would be great if Zhao could survive until the end.
Bang!
Another golden general jumped into the field. This was still a very strong man, but this time he was no longer empty-handed, but holding a sledgehammer in his hand, with eight iron ribs on the hammer head.
The dance brings up the strong wind, which is obviously not light.
Yan Zhao's face changed. The Jin man broke the rules and actually brought a weapon. Logically speaking, he could have taken the weapon at the end and then came back to fight, but his pride made him endure it. He clenched his fist and yelled before rushing towards him.
Start fighting.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly a shout came from the sidelines. Yan Zhao was stunned, jumped to the sidelines and looked back, only to find that the person shouting was actually Wang Yun, the Minister of Punishment.
Wang Yun stood up from the table, with a solemn expression and angry eyes. He pointed at the golden general from a distance and shouted: "The fourth prince has something to say first. This is a sparring match, and you actually go on stage with your weapons?"
The golden general sneered: "I'm used to using hammers. If you don't agree, just ask your guard boy to go back and get the weapon."
"You!" Wang Yun was speechless for a while and looked at Yan Zhao. Yan Zhao was very surprised. He naturally knew who Wang Yun was. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to show his face in this situation. Say no.
To put it nicely, even if he showed his face, he might be speaking for the Jin man. Did he take the wrong medicine today?
But despise is contempt, at least they are both from the Song Dynasty and cannot show cowardice in front of the Jin people. Yan Zhao waved his hands and said proudly: "To deal with such reckless men, my fists are enough."
"Okay!" Wang Yun suddenly cheered loudly, with an excited expression. He turned around and picked up a bowl of wine from the table, walked to Yan Zhao and handed it over, "Guard Yan, I am relying on you today, and I respect you!"
Yan Zhao frowned, but did not doubt that he was there. He also took this opportunity to take a breather, took the wine bowl and drank it in one gulp. He threw the empty bowl away, cupped his hands to express his gratitude, turned around and returned to the field.
He waved his hand and sneered: "Come on, what if I let you use the hammer?"
Wang Yun turned back to the banquet, an elusive look flashed in his eyes. Zhao Gou and Xu Zizhen were shocked at the same time when Yan Zhao took the bowl, because they both realized that Wang Yun's appearance was not that simple, and they just wanted to stop him.
It's too late.
The Jin general laughed loudly, swung his sledgehammer and hit Yanzhao. Yanzhao snorted coldly and stood calmly on the spot. When the hammer came close to his body, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked him.
This Kung Fu move was a sure thing, and the golden general would definitely be kicked away by him. The sledgehammer would not be able to touch him. But the moment he raised his foot, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and his feet felt like they were being stepped on.
In the pile of cotton, this foot actually lost strength as soon as it was lifted halfway.
"not good!"
Zhao Gou and Xu Zizhen were shocked at the same time, but before they could scream, they saw the sledgehammer hit Yan Zhao firmly in the chest and ribs.
There was a cracking sound of bones breaking, and Yan Zhao flew out of the field upside down, with blood spurting out from his mouth. He roared in mid-air: "Wang Yun, you bitch!"