Gao Xianda heard someone about to challenge, raised his eyelids and glanced, "What do you want to teach me? Are you playing with me? I'm afraid you can't bear it."

The man said, "I dare not. I have only heard that the master is extremely skilled in martial arts, and I especially want to see it."

Gao Xianda has always been flattered in the military camp. Now, seeing such a general who is incomparable, I can't help but feel a little resentful.

He quietly asked Wang Yu next to him: "Who is that person?"

Wang Yu is just a ninth-grade blue feather leader, which is equivalent to a current squad leader. Gao Xianda is the deputy commander of the Knight Camp, and is equivalent to the deputy commander of the military region. The status of the two is very different.

But Wang Yu was outstanding in the fighting performance just now. Gao Xianda took the opportunity to praise him in public and then let him sit next to him.

Although Gao Xianda had not fulfilled the two books he promised to him, Wang Yu was also shocked that Gao Xianda could be promoted to such an official position in a short period of time, and felt that his previous guarantee was not groundless. Moreover, Gao Xianda had defeated Wang Yu before, and his internal and external skills were stronger than Wang Yu's. Wang Yu was quite convinced. Therefore, he also respected Gao Xianda very much at this moment.

He knew the person who came to challenge him and replied, "This man is a general of the Mongolian military flag, named Zhuoligetu. He is not bad, but his temper is too straightforward. He is extremely powerful and is a wrestling expert in the cavalry camp. He has always been famous for his two things: wrestling and drinking. If he does not have any real skills, he will not give him the face of the governor. He refuted Chaerzhu's face several times, so he is still a general."

Gao Xianda laughed and slapped her face. When the people around him knew that he had something to say, they all calmed down and listened to Shangguan Xun's words.

Gao Xianda said, "I have always heard that all the soldiers of the Knight Camp are heroes and heroes. I admire them very much! When I met you today, I realized that those legends were discounted! It is rare to be happy today. This strongman wants to compete with me for strength! Well, I will set a lottery!"

His few open remarks that made everyone around him feel comfortable listening to them. He listened quietly to Gao Xianda's arrangements.

Gao Xianda moved Zhang Tiao's case and placed it in the house, placed two more stools, and said, "Go to drink!"

A soldier came next to him with wine. Gao Xianda looked at the cup he brought over and said, "Change the big bowl!" The soldier immediately brought a stack of big bowls over.

Gao Xianda placed five big bowls on each side of the table, ordered the soldiers to fill all the wine bowls, and then said to Zhuoligetu: "General Zhuo, I heard that you are extremely powerful, let's play arm wrestling. Every time you lose, you will drink a bowl of wine."

Zhuo Ligetu has a low position and has no say at all. He is strong and has good alcohol tolerance, so he is not afraid at all. Moreover, a matter of arm wrestling is just a battle of strength. Even if he wins the superior, he will not be too embarrassed. So he pounded his chest and said, "No problem!"

As he said that, he sat down next to the table and reached out his hand. Gao Xianda also reached out and held it tightly with him. After both of them were ready, he said, "Start!"

So the two tightly clasped hands began to force at the same time.

Gao Xianda originally thought that the other party was just an ordinary officer, and with his 49 points of strength, he should have already swept across the board. Unexpectedly, this Zhuoligetu is really a powerful master. After Gao Xianda got it, he felt that he was going to lose. Could it be that this guy's power has exceeded 50 points?

Gao Xianda competed with him in his hands. Seeing that his wrist was pressed slowly towards the table, his face was still very plain, and he said, "General Zhuo is indeed a divine power!"

It is not easy for Zhuoligetu to defeat Gao Xianda. Although he had the upper hand, he had already put in all his strength, and the blue veins on his head were stretched out, and his face was red. He could not speak at this moment.

Gao Xianda held on for a while, and when his wrist was about to touch the table, he said, "General Zhuo, be careful, I have to use all my strength!"

Zhuoligetu thought to himself: "You are about to lose, so why are you still bragging about? But being able to support me to this level is worthy of your invincible title."

Who knew that after Gao Xianda finished speaking, he pinched Zhuoligetu hard. When they were competing before, they used the power of their arms and wrists. At this time, Gao Xianda suddenly used the power of the iron palm, and one hand became harder than the fine iron, and the grip strength doubled.

Zhuo Ligetu's hand was so arduous that it seemed to be stuck in a pair of vises. He even felt a severe pain. Now he couldn't wield his strength.

Gao Xianda took advantage of the situation and turned his arm back and smashed it hard on the table.

"Thank you!" Gao Xianda pulled out his hand, hugged his fists, and said.

Zhuoligetu was willing to accept the loss of the bet, so he picked up a bowl of wine next to him, raised his neck and poured it down, stretched out his hand again and said, "Do it again!"

Gao Xianda was not vague and reached out to meet the challenge.

This time, Zhuoligetu didn't use so much effort to pinch Gao Xianda's hand, but instead brought some wrist-beating skills, clamped Gao Xianda's wrist, and thought to himself: "Although your iron palm is hard, I won't fight you head-on, is there any problem?"

Who knew that Gao Xianda was not vague. This time he didn't even use the power of the iron palm, and his hands did not become hard, but a warm feeling came through his palm.

This warmth drilled into his palm, making him feel that he couldn't use any strength on his entire arm. So Zhuoligetu didn't even show his advantage this time, and was directly pressed by Gao Xianda.

"Take it!" Gao Xianda clasped his fists again.

Zhuoligetu gritted his teeth, picked up another bowl of wine, and drank it. This time he was not as relaxed as before.

"Come again?" Gao Xiandabi made a gesture of asking for help and stretched out his arm.

"Come..." Zhuoligetu struggled to hold Gao Xianda's hand.

At this time, the wine of the bowl of wine he had just drunk came up, and his hands were trembling slightly because of the two force. He lost the power he had just now. However, Gao Xianda was not affected at all, and his strength was very stable. So this time, he pressed down Zhuoligetu's hand without even using a trick.

Zhuoligetu picked up the third bowl of wine and forced himself to drink it. Then he was a little out of reach.

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So he instantly stopped and fell from the stool, unconscious.

Seeing this, the others cheered and shouted: "Master Rui is invincible!" 8
Chapter completed!