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When Li Jing brought his people to arrive, the yard of the hut separated by a simple wooden fence was in chaos.

In the small courtyard, nearly thirty soldiers from the East Town Army were lying in a row. They were holding their heads and covering their belly, screaming. Many of them had flowers on their heads and colorful bodies. Among these people, there was a young man about six feet tall and black and strong. He said he was a young man because he was tall and tall. But his face was dark, but he was still a baby face.

Li Jing couldn't tell for a moment whether he was young and mature, or whether he was mature but had a baby face.

But at this time he was holding a birch stick in his hand, tightly guarding in front of the sheep pen in the yard. There were about a dozen sheep in the sheep pen, and they were frightened by the movement just now. He stood there like that, like a general standing with a gun, with one man in the way, and ten thousand men could not open it.

"What's going on?"

The situation in front of him was basically clear, but Li Jing still couldn't believe it. More than 20 military soldiers in the East Army robbed several sheep but failed to grab them. Instead, they were beaten by a boy who had herded herds all over the ground.

If this is to be heard, Zhen Dongjun's face is really lost.

Looking at this man's outfit, a dirty and ragged sheepskin robe, his face was red and dark, his lips were chapped, his hands and feet were thick, and his eyes were full of angry light, staring at Li Jing and others.

No matter how Li Jing looked at it, he felt that this man was full of childishness. At most, he was a twelve or thirteen years old.

At this time, another sound of footsteps came. Qin Zongshou, the ten generals of the Wolf Fang Camp, arrived. Seeing a group of soldiers on the field being knocked down by a child, they laughed loudly at first. When he was halfway through laughter, Li Jing said unhappily, "Look at who is the soldiers lying on the ground and laugh!"

Qin Zongshou looked down and was immediately angry and could no longer laugh.

The one on the ground who was holding his head and legs was not Shandanzi from his own wolf teeth camp. And the guy with blood on his face but still had an iron whistle in his mouth. He saw that the whistle just now was blown by him. This is Zhao Da from the first team of Yidu, and this guy is still a gang leader. He looked down and saw that although some other people couldn't recognize it, he saw that the bronze badge on their chests, next to the soldier level marked on it, was a hideous wolf tooth. This was the symbol of the wolf teeth camp. What a good guy, when he looked closely, there were twenty-seven people lying on the ground, all of them were from the wolf teeth camp.

Qin Zongshou was both angry and embarrassed. He was a little happy just now, so now he was so shameless.

"A bunch of waste, don't you get out!" Qin Zongshou cursed. The people on the ground stopped howling, and they really rolled and crawled aside. Qin Zongshou drank a group of embarrassing subordinates and walked to the child.

"Hey, which child are you from? You dare to resist the officers and soldiers. Are you not afraid of death?"

The sheep-growing baby looked at Qin Zongshou with a angrily look on his face, and waved the wooden stick in his hand, "No one wants to steal my sheep, don't come over again, otherwise I will beat you like them."

Qin Zongshou laughed angry, "Boy, you dare to speak loudly before you even grow your hair. Good boy, just come up and fight. As long as you can knock me down, I will not only not steal your sheep, but I will also give you a hundred sheep."

The shepherd's eyes blinked and asked with some heartbeat: "Do you keep your word?"

"Of course. I speak, one spitting and one nail. Don't ask who I, Qin Zongshou, are." The general slapped his chest and took out the huge wolf teeth hanging under his neck, and said in a show: "Did you see this wolf teeth? When I was a mercenary in Liaodong, I once guarded a caravan to collect skins on the grassland, but one night was surrounded by more than 200 wolves. I finally took my brother to kill all these wolves and peel them. This is the wolf king's yawn. The wolf is a silver wolf. When the man stood up, he was taller than you. Boy, be afraid of me!"

Unexpectedly, the child glanced at him and ignored him, "What's the matter? I killed a wolf when I was eight years old. The wolf wanted to steal my sheep, but I directly killed him with my fist. Last year, I killed a leopard with both hands. Last month, a big worm came into the forest ten miles north of the city, with white eyes and eating several hunters. I met that day and was beaten to death by me. I carried the tiger back and handed it to General Kang, and changed it to a good knife."

Qin Zongshou smiled speechlessly and said, "Boy, it seems that you really can't brag about taxes, so you'll brag about it. It's not good to say more, so let your Grandpa Qin see your skills." After that, Qin Zongshou threw his iron spear to the personal soldiers behind him and went straight to the young man.

The boy danced with a stick in his hand, but he didn't forget to ask: "Can I just knock you down and I can exchange for a hundred sheep!"

"Boy, I'm talking about it if you have the ability to knock me down in advance!" Qin Zongshou was more than eight feet tall and tall. When he stood there, he was like a giant bear standing up. Even if he didn't use weapons, he could run on his fists and stand on his arms.

He clenched his fist and waved it, and the big fist that was so big that he immediately smashed into the boy's face with the whistling sound. If it was hit hard, the boy would have to smash it down. Just when many people were worried about the boy, he saw that the boy actually threw the wooden stick aside. He pinched his fists and rushed up, shouting while coming up: "I don't need a stick either. If you knock you down in a while, you can't cheat!"

When Qin Zongshou saw the boy rushing over directly, he was a little surprised, and subconsciously withdrew his three-point force, worried that he would beat the boy to death.

He retracted three points from here, but the boy accelerated violently and rushed to him in an instant. He hit him like a heavy cannon. Qin Zongshou quickly reached out to block it, but unexpectedly, the boy suddenly hit his knee and jumped up and hit Qin Zongshou's abdomen.

These few moves of action were extremely fast. The guard of Qin Zong was tall and big, but he was weak in agility. Before he could defend, his stomach was already hit hard. A sharp pain came, which made him lose his mind.

Then one of his arms was locked by the boy. One of his elbows was captured. Although Qin Zongshou was born with great power, he was shocked to find that his strength could not match the boy. He cried out in his heart and shouted carelessly. The boy turned around and fell into his arms again, and the heavy elbow hit his chest, making him breathless. Then, another violent fall over his shoulder!

With a bang, a burst of dust flew. Qin Zongshou, a powerful general known for his bravery, was thrown to the ground by a shepherd's baby in the blink of an eye.

No one saw how the dozens of soldiers were knocked down before, but now Qin Zongshou competed with this young man, and they witnessed the whole process with their own eyes.

"This is the Hu people's wrestling technique!" Zhou Dewei was in the border area for a long time, very familiar with the operation of the boy.

Li Jing couldn't help but lit up. This young man defeated Qin Zongshou, not only because Qin Zongshou was careless. This young man not only had extremely powerful original wrestling skills, but also had greater strength. His strength was even above Qin Zongshou. Among the generals of the Zhendong Army, Wang Yanzhang should be the first, and Qin Zongshou should be the second. Originally, Wang Yanzhang, a 14-year-old boy, was more powerful than Qin Zongshou in his thirties. It was already shocking. Now he has encountered someone stronger than Qin Zongshou. It seems that he may have greater strength than Wang Yanzhang.

Talent!

The young man defeated Qin Zongshou and immediately shouted: "When will one hundred sheep be given?"

Qin Zongshou has now felt what his men were feeling just now. In front of so many people, he lost to such a furious child, so he would not have the shame. But he was a relatively bargain and said simply: "I will owe you only a hundred sheep, but I will still owe you anything." As he said that, he actually took out his purse from his waist and took out a fifty tael of gold to throw it to the boy. "Give it to you, fifty taels of gold is worth 400,000 yuan. You can buy a hundred sheep more than enough."

The boy quickly picked up the gold tin, held it in his hand and couldn't put it down, and put it in his mouth, biting his money with his teeth. After seeing the row of tooth marks on it, he finally smiled happily.

After carefully putting the piece of gold jewel away, the boy looked at Li Jing and others again, and there was no fear at all, but was full of excitement.

"Is there anyone who wants to compete? Like this big man, one hundred sheep at a time. Does anyone want to compete?" The boy's words were quite arrogant. Li Jing stood there, looking at him with interest, and was very happy to see it.

Li Zhen stroked his forehead and sighed: "It's brave but not a wise man. He earned fifty taels of gold, and not only did he not want to leave, but he also wanted it greedily. He didn't think about it, the more money he made, the more unsafe he made."

"I think he is very interesting!" Li Jing chuckled: "This is just a ignorant boy, how can you understand those things. However, this child is born with divine power and good martial arts. If he can be trained, even if he cannot become a general, he must be a powerful general."

The young man's words finally made the generals around Li Jing unable to hold back. Especially young generals like Liu Xun, Wang Yanzhang and Gao Siji. They were originally valued by Li Jing because they were young, so they couldn't help but feel a little arrogant, but when they saw a small sheep-herding baby so lightly, they couldn't help but get angry.

The three of them stood up together, and the shepherd boy chuckled: "Hey, are you going to compete? You are too young, I'm afraid I can't help but destroy you."

Liu Xun and the other three were so popular that they looked green and black. This kid deserves a beating. "Whoever beats him up yet doesn't know!"

"Then do you have fifty taels of gold? I won't beat you in vain." The young man glanced at his mouth and said.

Liu Xun and the other three immediately took out fifty taels of gold from their purse, just like the piece that Qin Zongshou, which was the gold that Li Jinggang gave to the generals. The shapes, sizes and weights were the same, fifty taels and one ingot, and the shape of a pig's waist.

Seeing the gold, the boy's eyes became brighter and he smiled and said, "Wow, then you three will go together to save some trouble."

Wang Yanzhang took action first, took out both of his guns and snorted coldly: "I have two guns, one called the Overlord Breaking Array Spear, and the other called the Tiger Roaring Tooth Spear. Which gun would you be defeated?"

Gao Siji also shook the silver spear in his hand, and the gun shadows suddenly filled the sky.

"If you want gold, you'll be better than the silver spear in my hand."

Liu Xun waved his horse spear directly: "Boy, you fell well, but can you do it?"

Li Jing stood behind and couldn't help laughing when he saw several young generals showing a childish look at this time.

"Zhao Jiang, take the dragon golden spear I collected and handed it to this little hero!" Li Jing asked the shepherd boy to pick up the stick on the ground, which was very shabby and couldn't help but ask someone to send him a spear.

This Panlong Golden Spear was given to Li Jing by King Zhao Li, and it is extremely precious.

The young man took the Panlong golden spear sent by Li Jing, nodded and smiled at Li Jing, then held the golden spear in his hand and danced for a while, but frowned and said, "It's too light!"

Li Jing laughed: "Come on the iron spear collected by the Duke of this county!"

After a while, a guard took Li Jing's mud-iron spear, which was different from ordinary spears. The average spear was a composite rod, with a standard weight of 18 kilograms, and was used exclusively for the generals. However, Li Jing's spear was made of a mud-iron spear body, and the spear tip was made of iron, with a total weight of up to 48 kilograms. Such a spear could not dance on the horse at all. It was originally a thing that Wang Pu offered to Li Jing. Li Jing was usually used to show off his appearance, occasionally to practice strength, but he had never really used it to the battlefield again.

The iron spears of Wang Yanzhang and Qin Zongshou weighed 36 kilograms, which was considered rare in the world. But seeing that the young man was stronger than Wang Yanzhang and Qin Zongshou, he planned to give him a try on the iron spear.

The guard carried the iron spear on his shoulder and handed it to the young man. The young man grabbed it casually with just one hand, and then started dancing. It was very organized and obviously he had practiced the horse spear method.

After dancing, the boy said to Li Jing with satisfaction: "This one is good, this one is just right, but it would be even better if the key points are added."

Li Jing laughed loudly when he heard this. Even Liu Xun and his other people who were full of anger just now couldn't help but be cautious. They had seen the iron spear collected by Li Jing. They just danced like this. The sheep-growing baby danced. Originally, the three of them planned to go up one by one to teach the kid a lesson, but at this time they couldn't help but look at each other and decided to go with the shameless three.

"Let's come together! After the fight, I have to go and herd sheep." The young man said inadvertently holding a muddy iron spear.

"Look at my two guns!" Wang Yanzhang shouted loudly, with both guns in his hand.

"Take me a shot!" Gao Sijiliang's silver spear shook and rushed forward.
Chapter completed!