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Chapter 93 [A glimpse of the county battle]

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The two figures were about to part with a touch, and each slid back several feet. One figure stabbed the ground with a knife, stabilizing its body, while the other figure became soft and pointed to the ground with one knee.

Before the arbitration was announced, the boy in black stood up with a stick and yelled loudly: "I lost! Brother Cheng is good at swordsmanship."

Brother Cheng on the opposite side nodded with a smile: "My brother Lei's Fire Dragon Stick Art is like fire, fierce and domineering. He is a good move to take advantage of his cultivation. He is really a tiger father without a dog son."

If Luo Xiao is present, he will definitely know all these two people on the martial arts stage.

The winner, Brother Cheng Xue, is Cheng Feilong, the young master of the Cheng Mansion, whom he is talking about at the moment. The young man in black was the magnificent young man in black who had met in Xiuyan Hall, who had met in the Cheng Mansion. His father, Luo Xiao, is even more familiar with him, Lei Zhentian, the chief teacher of Yishui Wushuo Hall.

At this time, the place where the two fought was on the Xiuwutang Martial Arts Stage in Yanshan City, Heshuo County. The reason for the fight was not a personal grudge. On the contrary, both families are family friends, and the two have good personal relationships. The reason why they stood on this stage was very simple - county war!

Lei Hao is already a first-stage Xuanshu warrior in the sixth stage, and Cheng Feilong has also been promoted from the first-stage of the sixth stage to the middle stage, so he said that he is taking advantage of his cultivation - of course, just listen to such humble words, and don't take them seriously.

Half a year ago, Luo Xiao met three elite disciples from the Martial Arts Hall in the Cheng Mansion, Lei Hao, Wu Junyan and Tang Shuangyue, who were in the fifth-level perfect state at that time. As long as the conditions are suitable and the resources are in place, it is natural for the three to be young and talented. With the origins of these three, will they lack resources? Of course not, so they were all able to be promoted smoothly, enter the realm of warriors, and participate in the battle of the genius.

The county battle for the first time in Tianjiao was to determine the top ten. The total number of people who signed up for the three cities of Heshuo was 45, and all of them were level sixth-level Xuanwu, among which the newly promoted Xuanwu accounted for one-third. It can be seen that for this ten-year competition, many forces and families have invested a lot of money and used resources to spend a lot of new blood.

However, this does not include Lei Hao.

As Lei Hao's opponent, Cheng Feilong has the most say. Lei Hao is his fourth opponent and the opponent he spends the most effort. If the opponent hadn't just been promoted and his realm was not stable, and he was indeed one level higher than the opponent, winning would be a win, but he would inevitably be injured.

After defeating Lei Hao, Cheng Feilong finally breathed a sigh of relief. According to the rules, as long as he wins three games, he will basically make it firmly to the top ten. He has now achieved his initial goal and the county has won two wins and one loss. Lei Hao has to win another game before he can be selected.

Forty-five participants, choose one of four, and the extra participants also choose one of four, eliminate four, and produce the eleventh one. And the eleventh one will enter Beijing together as an alternate. If any of the top ten is unexpected, the eleventh one will replace him to participate in the Korean War. This is also the practice of county wars and Korean wars in history. Some counties with more talents are even twelfth and thirteenth ones.

When Cheng Feilong stepped down, there was a lot of joy in the audience, congratulating the first person selected. Cheng Feifeng, Lao Feiyan and the disciples of Yanshan Wushu Hall even ran over cheerfully. Cheng Feifeng directly laced Yan and threw herself into her arms, and Lao Feiyan hurriedly stopped. She didn't dare to imitate her cousin, otherwise with her tonnage, three people would have to fall on the field.

On the other side of Xiuyan Hall, Lei Hao walked to Lei Zhentian, who was watching the game in the audience with a shame: "Father..."

"Good fight." Lei Zhentian interrupted his son's head and patted his thick shoulders. "The Cheng family boy has a higher cultivation level than you, and his sword skills are older than you. It's not embarrassing to lose. Don't forget that you are one of them better than him."

Lei Hao was wiping the sweat on his forehead, but he was stunned when he heard this: "What is it?"

"You are younger than him." Lei Zhentian looked at his son, with no pride hidden in his eyes. "Martial arts compete for power, time is like gold. You are three years younger than him, and you have greater potential. With your qualifications and insight, I believe that in three years, your cultivation will never be inferior to him."

Lei Hao's eyes slowly lit up and he focused his attention: "I understand, father, next, I will do my best to enter the top ten and live up to the family's expectations."

Lei Zhentian nodded with a smile, and Lao Huai was very relieved.

In a corner of the square below the martial arts arena, two middle-aged men who look very ordinary silently take everything in their eyes, wink at each other, and turn away.

Half a month later, the two men appeared in front of Yingchou Pass, one of the three northwest passes of Wuyang Kingdom.

Yingchou Pass is the checkpoint where Luo Xiao and Duan Qinglan returned to Baicao City. When they heard about the Tule soldiers standing in the south. As a result, the court kept drawing troops from various counties to gather south, but the Tule people flew a shot. The main force rushed to Baicao City in the north, breaking through this important northwest town in one fell swoop and gaining strategic initiative.

At this time, thousands of Tule spirit cavalry in front of Yingchou Pass had already driven their horses north a month ago and met with the large army. Apart from leaving a piece of cattle, sheep and horse manure, there was no trace. Because the Tule did not attack Yingchou Pass, in order to avoid stimulating the Tule, and to collect intelligence, the court did not lock the gates and even maintained a market transaction. The entry and exit inspections were particularly strict, and there was no temporary clearance diploma.

The two men had complete procedures and stuffed some silver into the guards, so naturally they did not suffer any difficulties and could easily leave the seclusion.

After riding a horse all the way, two men appeared in front of an oasis.

Any business traveler traveling west must be familiar with this oasis. This place called Serida Lake has clear water and lush water and grass, which is an important supply point for business travelers.

However, at this time, the supply point is now full of the mountains and fields, and there are countless felt tents around the lake, covering the grassland like mushrooms after the rain. Between the felt tents, thick logs are surrounded by corrals, countless cattle and sheep, which smells like a dozen miles of fishy smells in the wind, which makes people feel nauseous. In addition, the Tule cavalry with a scattered hair, carrying bows and blades, and rushing around in simple leather armor. It is not difficult to imagine how the outcome of any caravan that mistakenly entered will be.

However, just as a team of Tule cavalry found two men, shouted and pulled out their blades, surrounded the two cavalry with grim smile, and prepared to cut their flesh and blood, the two men showed a black wooden arrow. As a result, the team of Tule cavalry immediately changed their attitude and respectfully guided them through the warning area and to the camp.

Afterwards, under the guidance of a thousand-man commander in iron armor, the two men walked through the camp to the inner tent, and finally came to a large tent with the most gorgeous and huge of all felt tents, with a huge wolf flag five feet high standing in front of the tent.

If the soldiers from the border saw it, they could recognize it at a glance. This is the Turl King's tent.
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