Faced with Zhao Zilong's request again, Zhang Liao seemed to have gotten used to it. He nodded and said, "Accurate, it depends on whether your opponents are willing. If they refuse, you can only come one by one according to the rules."

"I, Zhao Zilong, are here, you can go there together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience's eyes were directly focused on the other seven people. One of them stood up and expressed his opinion. People were curious about how he would choose. Should he fight? Or not? Or fight alone.

He opened his mouth gently and said, "We see Zhao Zilong's courage. I think I can't win him. If I fight with others, it will not be glorious even if I win. I can't do this, so I abstain from it!"

Everyone was uproared and expressed their confusion about this person's approach.

"What! He actually gave up this good opportunity! His head must be burned out."

But some people still understand him. "No, I think he is a man. If he wins with seven or one, so what if he wins? He is a real man, and he won't take advantage of others' danger."

"I agree with you. In fact, the problem is that Zhao Zilong is too strong, has a strong martial arts skills and is amazing in his courage. I can't see a trace of fear from his face. Instead, it reveals calmness and no other feelings. This is probably the highest level of martial arts."

Some viewers couldn't help but shout: "That man, although he doesn't know your name, we cheer for you!"

The man just shook his head slightly because he didn't want it. It was his original intention that he made him do this. He was also afraid of embarrassment. After all, he had the advantage of seven and one. What if he still lost? How could he face his relatives, brothers and friends? He would be despised by others.

But when he saw that the choice he made was supported by everyone, he finally felt a little relieved, and the ending was not too bad.

Because he started, the other six people left the list at the same time, and said that if they didn't fight in this ring, they would just abstain. Everyone also expressed their understanding at this time that seven might not be able to beat, six not to mention six. As long as someone abstains and others will consider it, they will definitely give up.

Zhao Zilong obviously did not expect these people to choose like this. Now, he wanted to show off his strength but could not. "Are you sure that's the case? Don't fight me?"

"Zhao Zilong, you are a talent that has not been seen in a century, and we are convinced."

Qing Cang came out to smooth things out: "We respect their choices, do everything within our ability, and do not be too eager for success. Think about it beforehand to win every battle. Okay, you can go down and rest first."

"Thank you, Lord City!"

The seven people looked lonely, and they must be thinking in their hearts that the passing years were not good. They were obviously only one step away from the regiment commander and battalion commander, but they were forced to give up. If it were anyone, they would feel uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Zhang Liao said, "Zhao Zilong, come to the side and wait for the other three groups to finish the fight."

"Yes! Lord City Lord."

With the completion of other groups, only four of them were left behind by more than 1,600 people. These four people were all elites among the elites, especially Zhao Zilong.

Zhang Liao still repeated that sentence. The four of them competed in pairs and finally found that the winner was the leader of the regiment and the other three were battalion commanders. They could still appear in the form of one against many.

Without waiting for Zhao Zilong to express his opinion, the other three immediately took the lead and said: "We are willing to follow the leader of the Captain Zhao!"

Such obvious pleasing can be seen clearly by anyone with a discerning eye. The battle just now won without a fight, but it is still the same now. Zhao Zilong's mood is complicated.

At the same time, it can be seen that these three people are not stupid. It would be fine if they win. If they lose, they will suffer from physical pain and will not be worth the loss. Even if they don’t fight, the position of battalion commander will fall into their pockets. Why not do it?

The recruits stood around and were convinced. The three of them expressed their opinion that Zhao Zilong's position as the commander of the regiment has been implemented.

"Captain Zhao, Captain Zhao..."

They shouted one after another, constantly calling out to Captain Zhao. They regarded him as their honor.

Zhang Liao announced the result. "From now on, Zhao Zilong will be the new regiment commander, rewarding 100 yuan of money, giving one war horse and a set of black armor! The other three will serve as battalion commanders, each rewarding 50 yuan of money."

The three of them first expressed their gratitude, but Zhao Zilong did not thank him for a long time.

Suddenly he spoke.

"Master Lord, I ask for a competition with Captain Zhang!"

Wow!

Everyone was uproared. He was the leader of the group, and Zhang Liao was also the leader of the group, and the competition between the same level was not considered a level of surpassing. People took a long time to react. The excitement was hard to express. Zhao Zilong probably had to be extremely itchy after these two rejected competitions, or when he saw Zhang Liao, he must be a brave person, and wanted to compete. There was no first in literature and no second in martial arts, and the warriors had to fight for the first place before they could give up.

Whether it is a new recruit or a veteran, they all have unified the slogan.

"Talk! Talk!"

The sound waves were compared and waves. Not only Cao Chen and Lin Meng, but also Hua Yuanquan and Zou Wei were present. The first two were of average strength, but the latter two could compete with Zhang Liao. Especially Hua Yuanquan, he murmured: "I have been in Changshan for so long, why didn't I know that Changshan has such a brave man."

In the past, he was not a good leader. It was reasonable that he did not show up for a brave man.

"I also want to see who wins and who loses in the competition between Brother Zhang and Zhao Zilong? Deputy Commander Cao, otherwise you will bet with me?"

Cao Chen was excited. "What are you betting on?"

"I bet Brother Zhang, you bet Zhao Zilong, we will pay ten yuan each. Whoever wins will take it away?"

"You kid, don't let me choose? Why are you allowed to choose Captain Zhang? I also want to choose?"

"That's true, as long as we choose differently anyway."

Lin Meng is heartless. This is the joy of gambling. Whoever wins and loses is what they pay the most. As for how much money to bet, it really doesn't matter.

Of course, all this was heard in Qing Cang's ears, and he didn't stop it. As long as he didn't make any trouble, they would do whatever they could.

Zhao Zilong also turned his eyes to Qing Cang. Qing Cang saw what he was thinking, so he said, "Captain Zhang, how about you compete with Captain Zhao?"

Zhang Liao was not shy and responded directly. "I had this idea for a long time, so I would like to ask Captain Zhao for advice!"

After saying that, he picked up his long halberd and jumped off the rostrum and walked into the ring.

Everyone started to discuss it again.

"So exciting! The two leaders fought each other, I wonder who was better?"

"We have seen Captain Zhao, and he is extremely brave. Captain Zhang seems to be not behind. When he killed Ye Zhuoqi that day, he only took one round. It was a real sword and gun battle. If he accidentally did not even have his life."

"Captain Zhang should be the powerful general of the city lord. He will fight with great force and sparkle!"

"I'm looking forward to their two-two-shot game, the scene will definitely be hot."
Chapter completed!