Before the final competition between the top players, there will always be a warm-up match to add to the fun.
Theodotus, the envoy of the Parthian Empire, stood up and bowed to Liu Bei: "Dear Your Majesty the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, before the official competition, a young man from our mission requested to appear. If anyone in the Han Dynasty wants to take action,
If you want to compete in martial arts, please feel free to give me some advice."
After the translator finished speaking, Liu Bei nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I have also heard that the Persian Empire has a long history, no less than that of China. If there are masters who are willing to come out to learn from each other and have friendly exchanges with me, the Han Dynasty, I will accept everything."
Theodore waved his hand, and a short, dark man from the delegation walked out.
He used a run-up to make a sudden leap, crossing several feet in the air, jumping from the middle of the delegation to the high platform, and then looked at the audience with provocative eyes.
Seeing his attitude, the faces of the people below the high platform darkened, and they almost looked angry.
If it weren't for a public place, everyone would have scolded me.
Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang and others under the canopy had pale expressions and could not tell anything. Zhang Fei on the side snorted coldly.
Since such warriors from the Parthian Empire's merchant group challenged him, he naturally sent his men to investigate their details.
His subordinates had personally seen this dark-skinned boy practicing martial arts and doing various strange movements. Some people said that it was Tianzhu's secret technique, which looked extraordinary, but in Zhang Fei's eyes, it was nothing.
He smiled slightly and said to Liu Bei: "Your Majesty, since they have sent a young man, why not let Maosheng appear and compete with this hero from the Western Regions."
"Yide, are Maosheng sure?"
Liu Bei looked at the vigorous young man on the stage and asked in a low voice.
He is the emperor, and he has his own views on today's competition. As long as he wins in the end, it doesn't matter if he loses in the beginning, but he doesn't want to lose completely.
With his decades of martial arts training, he could naturally see that this young man from the Western Region was something special.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I know the secrets of Tianzhu and have taught Maosheng, so he should be fine." Zhang Fei squinted his eyes, looked up and down at the short man on the stage, and said confidently:
"With Maosheng's strength, we will definitely defeat him."
After saying that, Zhang Fei stood up, looked towards the audience, and shouted: "Maosheng, go up and spar with him, and learn some of the secret skills of Tianzhu!"
Zhang Bao nodded, also took a vertical step, and rushed up to the high platform.
"good!"
There was a sudden burst of cheers from the audience.
The people of Jinguan City certainly support Major General Zhang Bao.
Because no one will support the heroes of the Parthian Empire.
"please!"
The short man said in weirdly pronounced Chinese.
Then he clasped his fists and bowed, his body bounced off the ground like an arrow, and his punch shot up into the sky, hitting Zhang Bao directly.
His punch was not only unexpected, but also with the help of the power of his waist and elbow, it was extremely fast and powerful. The power of just one punch made everyone in the audience change their minds.
But Zhang Bao was worthy of being a young and accomplished master. His face sank, he kept his feet on the ground, lunged and punched, and faced him.
But the master of the secret arts of Tianzhu failed to make any impact with one punch, and then another punch came. Then came the attack of elbows and knees, like a violent storm. Zhang Bao missed a move and was in a situation of being beaten.
Every time his fists collided, he felt that the opponent's fists and feet were incredibly heavy, as if they were carrying a huge force, far beyond that of ordinary people, and his arms were numbed by the shock.
You must know that Zhang Bao is a battlefield general who emphasizes large openings and closings, and abundant physical strength. It is not a personal fighting skill at all. Therefore, it is normal for him to be at a disadvantage when fighting with close combat masters.
But despite this, Zhang Bao's heart still sank and he was slightly discouraged, knowing that he was probably going to lose this game.
If he were on the battlefield, he would have many ways to save the defeat, but on this competition stage where jumping and jumping were important, he was powerless.
But at this time, he had lost the opportunity and could only hold on, hoping that his opponent would be exhausted and reveal his flaws, and then find an opportunity to fight back.
The audience was completely silent as they watched Zhang Bao, the young master of the Chariot and Cavalry General, being held down and beaten violently by the little man from the Western Regions.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, our expert is a young nobleman from the capital of the Parthian Empire. Our empire is very martial, and he is the best in it." Theodore looked around and said with a calm smile: "He is fifteen years old. That year, he saw an eagle fighting in the Monkey River, and actually won the battle. He realized a set of close combat techniques. With this set of martial arts, he went rampant in Taixi Feng. In order to commemorate his strength, he named himself "Hou". Sain'."
Ji Hanjunchen frowned slightly.
This is too arrogant. Isn't it just that you have the upper hand in close combat? What's so great about it?
The Han Dynasty was confident and strong, and had some understanding of foreign countries. It knew that in the west of the Western Regions, there were Parthia and Persia, and far away there was the Qin Dynasty.
And scholars like Zhuge Liang and Xu Jing also know that the ancient historians only regarded the Qin Dynasty and the Han people as equals, thinking that there were only a few left.
The Han Dynasty had a glorious and splendid culture, and martial arts was just a weapon to maintain the culture. What's more, the martial arts that everyone admired also referred to the art of war and battlefield combat, which were related to close combat.
Among the monarchs and ministers present, the one who is most proficient in close combat is probably Chen Zhi and Chen Shuzhi, but he is the only one standing.
So seeing Theodote's proud look, everyone felt disdain in their hearts.
As expected, they are barbarians and do not know how to use real force.
But no matter what they thought, it was obvious that Zhang Bao was at a disadvantage.
This guy named "Hussein" is really amazing. His moves are as fast as lightning. His fists, feet, elbows, and knees are like mercury falling on the ground, and his attacks are like a tide, as if there are several figures attacking at the same time.
No wonder a monkey can defeat an eagle, it's not fast!
Everyone in the audience had already turned pale, especially Zhang Xingcai, whose face was extremely ugly.
She originally thought that her brother Zhang Bao was very powerful in martial arts and would be the best in the three armies. Unexpectedly, he was suppressed and beaten by a dark and thin man from the Western Regions. Therefore, she was extremely worried and frowned in surprise.
Feng Zhou also frowned slightly.
He was not concerned about whether Zhang Bao was at a disadvantage. After all, it was a martial arts competition. The masters from the Western Regions had a measured approach to their attacks and would not kill him, because if he really made a serious move, he would be unable to do so without this high platform.
but……
This master of the Parthian Empire obviously left some room, not only did he not try his best, but he also hid a lot of effort.
Others may not be able to see it, but Feng Zhou's vision and martial arts attainments have transcended the barriers of Chinese martial arts.
A strange feeling arose in his heart, and he always felt that there was something weird in it.
Thinking of this, he took another look and suddenly felt that the situation on the field was not good. If the current trend continued, Zhang Bao was going to lose.
Sure enough, the winner will be determined soon!
Zhang Bao is defeated!
As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it!
Although Zhang Bao struggled to hold on, hoping to wait until Hussein's attack was exhausted, unfortunately he still underestimated the terror of the opponent.
This kid actually threw fifteen punches, seven kicks, and nine elbows in one breath. Finally, with the fifteenth punch, he broke Zhang Bao's frame and punched Zhang Bao on the shoulder.
"Bang!"
Zhang Bao was beaten so hard that he fell to the ground with a look of anger on his face.
Everyone present had sharp eyes, and they all knew that although the punch was severe, Zhang Bao's body could withstand it, and he would be able to recover after a short rest.
But Zhang Bao lost this fight.
Hussein smiled slightly, bowed slightly to Zhang Bao, nodded in salute, and returned to the location of the mission.
Theodore smiled slightly and said to Zhang Fei: "Dear general, our warriors won one round by luck, and now it's time for Ticmas to challenge the general."
Zhang Fei chuckled, stood up, and said: "Very good, I, Zhang Fei, am about to compete with the number one warrior in your country."
After saying this, he bowed his hands to Liu Bei.
Liu Bei nodded and ordered: "Bring me a glass of water and wine!"
The chamberlain brought a glass of wine, and Liu Bei said, "Yide, drink this glass of water and wine first. I know you will not fall short of my majesty!"
Zhang Fei took a sip and laughed and said, "Your Majesty, just watch."
After saying that, he turned around and walked slowly to the high platform. He walked up one step at a time, stepped on the high platform, and looked as majestic as a god. He shouted: "I am Zhang Yide from Yan!"
The sound was like muffled thunder and the momentum was rumbling, and it suddenly calmed everyone down. Everyone's face changed color, but no one dared to cheer loudly.
Among the envoys, a strong man immediately emerged from the crowd, jumped up to the high platform, and shouted loudly: "I am Tichmas, and I am willing to fight with the general!"
Of course, what he said was the language of the Western Regions, and a translator translated his words and conveyed them to everyone's ears.
When everyone looked at him, they saw that this man was nine feet tall, with a black face and a curvy beard, and his whole body was as muscular as a mountain range. He was obviously very powerful, and he was worthy of being an invincible warrior running rampant in the Central Plains of the Western Region.
"Is this...is this a human being?"
Someone in the audience said tremblingly.
Everyone felt the same and were shocked by it.
But based on his appearance, you can see how brave and invincible this person is. No wonder he can defeat so many masters.
Ma Chao and Zhao Yun, who were beside Liu Bei, were shocked when they saw this.
Height and physical strength are nothing, but looking at this man's eyes and demeanor, he is obviously a battle-hardened person. How could he be reduced to a strong man walking with the mission?
But no matter what, this person is no small matter.
"Very good, it's really worthy of a battle!"
Zhang Fei also focused his eyes and his expression changed slightly.