896. Lord, what are you painting?
Everyone thinks this scene looks familiar. Before, Zhao Yun dealt with Che Zhou and Zhang He dealt with Gao Lan just now, it was almost the same.
"Damn it, Xiao Bailong, it's all bad habits you brought out."
After looking at it for a while, Zhang Fei ran to accuse Zhao Yun of the bad start that Zhao Yun brought.
Zhao Yun smiled and didn't say much. Huang Zhong obviously learned from him, and wanted to use this to retain his strength, not to consume it here.
It's too big, and there is only one purpose, that is, to compete for the title of the first in the world.
"Han Dang has no chance."
The people below lowered their heads and talked, not to mention that Han Dang's strength is not as strong as Huang Zhong, just based on the beginning, Han Dang's contempt for Huang Zhong made him doomed to defeat.
Han Dang is very strong, even stronger than Gao Lan, but Huang Zhong is also very strong, and a little stronger than Zhang He. But he was careless and did not understand clearly how much Huang Zhong is better than him.
He attacked desperately at the beginning, and Huang Zhong's response was even more mature than Zhang He. He did not avoid them all, but found the right time.
Resisting Han Dang's attack gave Han Dang the illusion that I almost hit him, and fell into Huang Zhong's trap, which led to him attacking desperately and attacking fiercely, thus consuming a lot of physical strength.
"Tsk tsk, the old man is better."
Some people below praised him. In fact, Han Dang is a little younger than Huang Zhong, not much younger, but Huang Zhong looks older.
Zhang Fei said depressedly: "It would be great if they turned around."
As Zhang Fei's slightly depressed words fell, the winner was also decided on the ring.
Huang Zhong won.
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After a fierce competition, the list of the top fifteen came out, Dian Wei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Huang Zhong, Taishi Ci, Zhao Yun, Lu Bu, Ma Chao, Zhang He, Gan Ning, Xu Chu, Zhou Tai, Zhu Huan, Xiahou Yuan, and Xiahou Dun.
Out of thirty people, fifteen of them were decided, and the process was very intense, making people feel excited.
Among the fifteen people, Liu Zhe's men occupied eleven seats, Cao Cao's men occupied two seats, Sun Ce and Liu Bei each occupied one seat, while Liu Biao's Liu Pan and Wen Pin were defeated and could not enter the top 15. Like Gongsun Zan, all the sent people were eliminated, but the people he sent were better than Gongsun Zan's performance.
However, in Cao Cao, Sun Ce and other princes were able to occupy four seats, and their people had some luck.
The Tibetan tyrants under Liu Zhe, Guan Hai, Hua Xiong, Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Zhang Liao, Pang De, Ma Dai and others, their strength may not be worse than that of some of the shortlisted people, but in the lottery process, they were not lucky, and they drew bad lottery, met a strong opponent, and finally lost.
Because this draw was all based on luck, their luck was not very good.
Zhou Tai, Zhu Huan, Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan, I don’t know if God doesn’t want to see Liu Zhe’s men monopolize this game, allowing them to draw a good draw, avoid those strong opponents, and enter the top 15.
Liu Zhe was watching the shortlisted list. Liu Zhe was satisfied with the shortlisted list. He was worried that those princes would be excluded from the top 15. He even thought about whether to intervene at that time, and let one or two people sent by Cao Cao and other princes enter the top 15.
But now it seems that they are lucky. After entering four people, they finally don’t need to be the top 15 people, and they are all his people, making it the same as a one-man show.
Liu Zhe held a pen and wrote something on paper.
Jia Xu was right next to him, and Jia Xu, who was well versed in the art of being an official, never dared to peek at him, so he looked straight and was about to leave Liu Zhe.
"No need to leave, it's not a secret." Liu Zhe lowered his head, but he could know Jia Xu's every move.
After Liu Zhe said this, it would be difficult for Jia Xu to leave. He stood next to Liu Zhe. Although he was not squinting, Liu Zhe did not hide what he wrote and spread it openly. As long as Jia Xu was not blind, he could see what Liu Zhe abbreviated on it.
Jia Xu hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Lord, what is this?"
Liu Zhe told him not to leave, which means he could read it. Jia Xu was not a fool, so of course he could read it. However, when he saw it, Jia Xu couldn't understand it. He couldn't understand what Liu Zhe wrote on it.
"Master, what are you painting?"
Jia Xu hesitated for a moment, thinking that it seemed a bit wrong to describe this time, so he changed the word and painted it.
Liu Zhe drew a symbol behind each person on the list. Jia Xu believed that he had read a lot of books, but he was sure that these symbols were the first time he saw them, and the books he had read did not have these symbols.
Liu Zhe said to Jia Xu, "These? These are the numbers."
"Number, number?"
Jia Xu almost got in his throat with a breath, and then he looked at Liu Zhe with a look of lord, lord, looking at me as a fool.
Jia Xu doesn't think he is the smartest person in the world, but he is not the number one idiot in the world. He still knows the numbers and can write them out.
Chapter completed!