Wu Zhi looked at the tall and thin man with an indifferent expression.
"Your Daguan sword weighs more than sixty kilograms, but my stick probably doesn't even weigh three or four kilograms."
"If I were to confront you head-on, I'm afraid you would chop my stick into two sections in less than one round."
"Actually, it is determined from the moment you choose the weapon that this is not a fair competition."
"If that's the case, then I have no choice but to use cleverness to win."
"Who can you blame?"
"But now that we have said that, if I don't confront you head-on, I'm afraid you won't be convinced even if you lose."
"In that case, fine, I won't dodge anymore."
"You have to pay attention to my moves. Don't wait until you lose the competition and then say I didn't remind you."
With a roaring roar coming from the mouth of the tall and thin man, he also held the Daguan Dao across his chest.
Then he gathered strength all over his body, jumped up a few times, and arrived in front of Wu Zhi.
And his Daguan Dao slashed towards Wu Zhi's waist at an extremely fast speed.
His intention was very obvious, that is, he wanted to use this move to directly kill Wu Zhi.
Wu Zhi's reaction was also extremely fast.
But I saw him taking two steps forward first, then charging up his legs and leaping into the air.
After avoiding the lanky man's sure-kill move, he also used one of his famous stunts, the Power Splitting Huashan.
The wooden stick, mixed with the strong wind, went straight to the tall and thin man's Tianling Cap and smashed it down.
When the group of soldiers standing on both sides saw this scene, they couldn't help but be shocked and dumbfounded.
The surprises in my heart kept rising one after another.
Are the two people in front of me really competing in kung fu?
But this is a bit too intense, right?
If anyone is slightly negligent, they will be killed on the spot in an instant.
At this moment, the tall and thin man saw that the stick was getting closer and closer to the top of his head.
With fear in his heart, he also tried to suck the milk.
Then he used his arms to hold the Daguan Dao across his head.
I hope to use this trick to resolve the immediate crisis.
But what he didn't expect was that Wu Zhi's seemingly inevitable move turned out to be false!
And his next stick was where Wu Zhi really wanted to attack.
But when he saw Wu Zhi in the air, he suddenly withdrew the strength on his hands, and the moment his feet landed on the ground, he took advantage of the situation and came back with a spear.
The other end of the stick was like a poisonous snake spitting a message, piercing the tall and thin man's throat.
And in the blink of an eye of the tall and thin man, Wu Zhi's stick was less than half a meter away from his throat.
But it was already too late for the tall and lanky man to use the sword in his hand to block.
Perhaps it wasn't until this moment that he figured out how big the gap was between himself and the other party.
Although what Wu Zhi used was just a wooden stick without a spear head.
But with the strength in his body, not to mention the tall and thin man's throat, even the masonry in the city wall could be smashed into pieces.
The tall and thin man, who had already resigned himself to his fate, suddenly closed his eyes and waited for death to come.
But after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait until the severe pain he imagined came from his throat.
When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Wu Zhi looking at him with a smile but not a smile.
"How's it going? Are you a man convinced?"
"If you are not convinced, we will fight again."
The tall and thin man first lowered his head and looked at the wooden stick pressed against his throat.
Then he looked at Wu Zhi again, who was smiling, and then he gave a helpless smile.
"In this competition, I, Wang Fengming, am convinced that I lost."
"So there is no need to compete again. I will help you gather all these soldiers now."
"When the time comes, if you want to ask anything, just ask."
About a quarter of an hour later.
Those lazy soldiers were all summoned to the school grounds by Wang Fengming.
Wu Zhi looked at the swaying soldiers in front of him, and felt nothing but deep helplessness in his heart.
He first roughly counted the number of these soldiers, about two hundred and fifty.
As for the other people, their whereabouts are completely unknown.
And when Wu Zhi asked Wang Fengming, he learned that these were the only soldiers who came to the school grounds for training on weekdays.
As for the other soldiers on the roster, they have been unable to take leave for many years.
And those who ask for leave have different excuses.
There are those who have diarrhea every day and cannot stand up, those whose calves get cramped when they hear the word "training", and those who have continuous fevers for 350 of the 365 days a year.
When Wu Zhi heard these messy excuses, he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Gradually, a term came to his mind.
That is, eating free money!
Those soldiers who did not come here to train were most likely to be paid empty wages.
Most of the families of these soldiers also had some connections to allow their children to take temporary positions in the army.
When opportunities arise in the future, they can quickly advance their military positions with their 'rich' military experience.
Anyway, in the current Song Dynasty court, as long as there is silver in hand, there is almost no official position that cannot be bought.
Although those soldiers who did not come to the military camp for training due to illness were extremely despised.
But even the soldiers who come here for training every day may not be much nobler than those people.
When Wu Zhi competed with Wang Fengming just now, those people were extremely sophisticated in setting up gambling bureaus and attracting people to gamble, which happened to be a powerful testimony to their waste of weapons.
Next, if Wu Zhi is allowed to lead these soldiers to Zhujiazhuang for reinforcements.
It is estimated that before the group of them reached their destination, Wu Zhi would be pissed to death by these people who only knew how to eat, drink, whore, gamble and smoke.
Thinking of this, Wu Zhi lost the motivation to force these people to change their ways.
Because no matter how hard Wu Zhi worked, when his mission was completed and these soldiers were returned to the Song Dynasty court, it wouldn't be long before the bad habits of these people would appear again.
In this case, it seems that there is no point in Wu Zhi doing this anymore.
Wu Zhi raised his head, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and sighed in his heart.
Then, he dragged his slightly heavy steps towards the outside of the camp.
Early the next morning.
After Wu Zhi had a very simple breakfast, he put on his official uniform and went to court.
And the reason why he was so active was because he was planning to dispatch troops in a few days.
Because Wu Zhi finally made up his mind after thinking hard all night last night.