Chapter 65
Lu Jianguo had to pick a few good players from the escort agency to take them back, which was one of the purposes of his trip.
Because the restaurant has a lot of valuable equipment added to the kitchen, these equipment cannot be missed in any way.
Chen Zhaowu took Lu Jianguo and the little princess to the martial arts training ground in the backyard of the escort agency, and ordered his subordinates to gather all the disciples they had under their command.
Because the escort agency has always been united and harmonious, there are few rings for disciples to compete publicly.
Even if you are in private, you will compete with each other and rarely use weapons.
But today, the head of the chief escort asked the disciples to bring their own weapons, and everyone seemed to understand what was going to happen next.
The two deputy sluts circled a square ring in the center of the martial arts training ground with lime lines, and then took out the dart flags and inserted them into the four corners of the ring.
As soon as he saw this ring, all the young men on the field couldn't help but straighten their backs.
Three tables were placed in turn on one side of the ring.
The chief escort Chen Zhaowu sat in the middle, Lu Jianguo and the little princess sat in the east, and the table to the west was several large and small escorts sitting in turn.
Looking at these energetic young men off the court, Lu Jianguo couldn't help but praise: "General Chen's escort, your escort agency is really a crouching tiger and hidden dragon!"
"You are polite to Manager Lu." Chen Zhaowu hugged his fists, "These kids are lazy when practicing martial arts on weekdays. If there is a joke later, don't be surprised."
After saying that, Chen Zhaowu stood up and said to the court: "Today, Manager Lu is coming to pick a few guards here. Monkey children have to cheer me up. This opportunity is not available every year. You have to show off some real skills for Manager Lu to take a good look."
"yes!"
Everyone below the stage roared, and the sound was like thunder.
"Hahaha, OK!"
After saying that, Chen Zhaowu asked the heads of the gang to pick out the abilities of these teenagers and gathered up ten people.
This is a real sword and gun competition. It is not just a disciple who has practiced more than ten years of kung fu, and Chen Zhaowu dared not let them on the ring easily.
First, if the fight is not good, it will make outsiders laugh and lose their face. Second, if the disciples with poor skills win the lottery, it will be more than worth the loss.
Soon, ten radiant boys were taken to the ring.
Before the competition, the ten people divided into two groups by drawing lots.
At this time, the little princess couldn't help but ask Lu Jianguodao: "Who do you prefer the most among these ten people?"
Lu Jianguodao: "I'm optimistic about the second place on the right."
The young man Lu Jianguo called was Ding Xiaofei. He was not tall, black and thin, and was very inconspicuous when standing in the crowd.
"It seems you are really an amateur, hehe." The little princess said: "This person doesn't look like a master at first glance."
Lu Jianguo really doesn't know how to distinguish whether a person is a master, and he doesn't just look at his appearance when he looks at people.
He looks at people, and likes to look at someone's eyes and his eyes.
He felt that if a person's heart was firm enough, there would be light in his eyes.
As long as a person's heart is firm enough, he will not do anything bad, because such a person will not give in easily.
When he looked at Ding Xiaofei, Ding Xiaofei never blinked, and his eyes were always staring straight ahead.
His chin was raised very high, one inch higher than normal people. He didn't look squint, so the muscles on his face were tightened, so his face looked thinner, which was a sharp feeling.
Others would take a look at the notes that were drawn, but he only took a look and grabbed the notes into his palms, and then put both hands behind his back.
He looked vigorous. Lu Jianguo liked the temperament he exuded very much, like a lonely wolf whose head was untamed.
Although Ding Xiaofei is not tall enough, his body proportions are very good. His calves are very thin and his Achilles tendon is long, which means that his explosive power should be very strong.
The reason I could see his calves was because he was the tortured one among the people in this group. His pants were short, so he cut off the part below his calves.
He probably tore his pants off before he went on stage. It can be seen that he really wants to win, because if his pants are uncomfortable, it will affect his movements.
His top was torn and had pudding, but it was better to fit.
The most incompatible with his outfit was the pair of shoes he wore, a pair of brand new cloth shoes.
It can be seen that this is his first time wearing this pair of shoes. The upper is spotless and the upper is clean and pure white. Only shoes that have not been washed with water will have this color.
For a martial arts practitioner, the most important thing is a pair of shoes that fit their feet.
Because only by standing firmly under his feet can all parts of his body cooperate better during the fight.
So even if Ding Xiaofei wears it, he will have to save money to buy a pair of shoes that fit his feet. Even if he is reluctant to wear it once, he must prepare such a pair of shoes.
If someone told Lu Jianguo that such a person is not very good at martial arts, he would not believe it.
So Lu Jianguo asked back: "Who do you think is the best among these ten people?"
The little princess ordered two, one named Xu Wenqing and the other named Xie Hong.
Xu Wenqing has a tall figure, wide shoulders, long arms, high nose and wide lips, and powerful eyes. This person does look like a strong man.
Xie Hong was wearing a black robe with strong muscles that stretched his clothes. He stood there like a stone statue, and he was powerful without anger.
These two are indeed the most eye-catching among the ten people.
Because they are from the best family, others can eat at most two steamed buns a day, and not only have enough rice, they also have a big meal every day.
So others are thin, but they are tall and strong.
"These two are indeed amazing." Lu Jianguo echoed.
But for some reason, he just liked the rebelliousness on Ding Xiaofei.
At this moment, the competition begins.
Two disciples holding the No. 1 note were the first to jump into the field.
"Who do you think will win if this person in blue or this person in gray?" the little princess asked Lu Jianguodao.
“I can’t see it.”
These two people are in the same sword skills, and their skills are comparable, so they fight hard and are difficult to distinguish. Lu Jianguo, a layman, naturally could not tell the difference.
"Oh, just say it casually, just take it as a gamble."
Seeing that the little princess kept urging, Lu Jianguo had to say, "Then I guess the blue clothes will win."
"Okay, then you are not allowed to regret it." The little princess smiled and said, "The loser must agree to the winner."
"You didn't say you wanted to bet just now."
"I said I was not allowed to go back on my word!"
"That's going to win two games in three games."
"Okay, according to you, you will decide the winner and lose in three games."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy in blue on the ring was already at a disadvantage.
The little princess said: "They made this sword technique originate from the Five Humen in the previous dynasty. It was the "Zhenshan Sword Technique" created by Shen Baichuan, the second-generation successor of the Five Humen. This set of sword technique is easy to learn but difficult to master. Although the moves are simple, they are full of strength, and they are more powerful but have insufficient changes, so they are unable to succeed. If both sides fight each other, they will be the same sword technique, and the winner will be almost obvious within three rounds."
"Isn't it just a comparison of who has more strength?" Lu Jianguodao: "In less than three rounds, the boy in blue began to tremble."
Chapter completed!