The hourglass that were timed beside the ring was about to be lost, and when he saw it, the game was about to be concluded. Zeng Baohua's spear tip flickered and took the risk of attacking. The opponent was secretly happy when he saw it, and he took the lead, but he would also reveal his flaws first. He calmly responded, holding the tip of the spear with his right knife, while the left knife penetrated Zeng Baohua's abdomen like a poisonous snake.

The front half of Zeng Baohua's spear was clamped, and there seemed to be no room for maneuver. He could draw his sword with his left hand, but the opponent deliberately stood to the right, and there was a spear horizontally in the middle, so he could not use the left hand knife like before. Seeing that the opponent's left hand knife came over, Zeng Baohua could only draw the knife with his left hand to barely hold it, but lost the opportunity. Because the opponent could change his moves and run to his neutral gear, and he held the gun in both hands and used his power to get old, so it was difficult to change his moves again.

Seeing that he was about to lose, Zeng Baohua suddenly rushed forward, and used the spear as a crossbar in his right hand and pushed it over, just sealing the opponent's swords and hands close to him, making him unable to move. At the same time, Zeng Baohua's right leg kicked out from the bottom of his collar, hitting the opponent's abdomen. Before the opponent could come back, he kicked the opponent one after another, one after another, and four consecutively.

In the end, he kicked his opponent off the stage with his fifth kick.

The opponent stood in the audience for a while before he realized that he was kicked off the stage and had lost as the rules. He was so angry that he threw his swords to the ground and almost spit out dozens of liters of blood.

In an inconspicuous place in the distance, Zeng Baohua and his group of two noble men who often came to eat beggar chickens in the Neiyuan, Silang and the young man watched the whole process.

"Fourth brother, I didn't expect that annoying guy is very powerful." The young man clapped his hands and said.

"I originally thought he was very good at archery, but I didn't want to have such skills. I should have been on the battlefield and knew how to fight life and death." The man said affirmatively.

"Really? I see that he is full of tricks, but he is ugly and extremely despicable."

"The fighter shots on the battlefield are fleeting, and everyone has to kill their opponents in just one or two moves. So whoever finds the opponent's flaws first will take the lead. Those who play fancy games will die the fastest when they go to the battlefield." The man said disdainfully, "Besides, fighting for life must be done with all kinds of means. So what's the use of despicable? Even if your life is gone, what's the use of nobleness? Look at the third brother, he rarely fights with others, because his tricks are killer moves, and he will take his life as soon as he takes action."

"My name is Wudesi, people have checked. This kid is from Yuyang, Jizhou, or a child from a local aristocratic family. He came to Luoyang to join his old friend elder and the Minister of Rites Xu Gong. However, Mr. Xu and his son went out of the capital to announce the order, so he had to ask for a position of county lieutenant and temporarily live in Luoyang City." The young man said thoughtfully, "It's strange that he is a dignified Luoyang County lieutenant. Why was he sent to participate in the competition of this eunuch province? It's a bit insulting him."

Insult? Aren't you scolding him every day? You're kind-hearted again? Liulang looked at the young man meaningfully and said, "The political situation in the court is turbulent and difficult to predict. Although the civil officials in Hebei are in a vague way, they have many opponents. Zeng Shisanlang, but only a mere county magistrate, is destined to become a pawn."

"Then this kid is really a loss. I heard from my third brother that the land of Yanzhao, the Khitan has many enemies and there is no peace for a moment. Hebei is even more uneasy, and he has been fighting for many years. It is not easy for him to go from Yuyang to Luoyang. He finally got a job as a county magistrate, but he did not expect to be sent to participate in the competition held by the eunuch. If he wins, there is nothing to be glorious, but if he loses, he will lose face. It is really unlucky! Haha, it is so happy and so satisfying!"

The young man clapped his hands and said happily, "Fourth brother, why do I feel very happy when I hear this guy's unlucky news? Haha!"

"This kid still has strength." The man looked at the young man, laughing and crying, and then said again.

"Fourth brother, no, this kid is still hiding?"

"The masters selected by these eunuchs are just like those who have never been on the battlefield. They have never experienced life-and-death battles, so they are naturally not considered real masters like the third brother. And this kid should have experienced life-and-death battles personally, and he can deal with them with only 50% of the means. If he uses them all, it will be too ostentatious and easily envious."

"In this way, this kid is still a bit capable and the fight is quite exciting. Hey, it's strange, why didn't the official family come?" The boy glanced at the empty viewing betting platform and asked curiously.

Silang smiled coldly: "These eunuchs are intriguing and striking their master's minds, but they don't know the general trend. The eunuchs and ministers are doing this imperial martial arts competition, and they really take themselves seriously."

The young man blinked his eyes, but did not understand what the words meant.

The six winners were decided, except Zeng Baohua, all of them were from the Escort Province. Think about it, the Escort Province held a grand competition, which wanted to show its face in front of the official family, so that the imperial guards and local experts invited to participate were overwhelming. Where did the Escort Province's face be put? Do the big guys still have the face?

So since Zeng Baohua was the representative, the other imperial guards and local players lost one by one after entering the top 20. In this way, they won the prizes and gave the full face of the eunuchs and the ministers, and everyone was very happy. Even Pusanlang was like this. The top 20 won two positions, and their fame was beaten out, and they showed their face in front of their adoptive father. If they forced their rankings, they would not be beautiful.

In contrast, Zeng Baohua seemed to win the most difficult, and was almost killed by his opponent several times; but it seemed to win the easiest, and each time it was like a time to make a comeback and turn the tables. The two games that were determined in that moment seemed to be extremely lucky, and they hit the opponent's key points. The hard battles were all in a difficult situation, and most of the time they were at a disadvantage. Then suddenly, his ancestors blessed him, and he found a flaw, and then hit it with one blow.

Except for a few masters who can understand it, the rest of the people think that Zeng Baohua is the "Son of God" in this imperial martial arts competition and is full of luck.

There is Han Shun here. He twisted the embroidered handkerchief in his hand into a twist, and he felt so hatred in his heart. I spent so much money and sent so much affection, but I didn't hurt half of this guy's hair. It was so annoying! I originally wanted to drug the water and food, but this guy was very careful. Not only did he bring his own food and water from outside, but he also carried it with his companions and took care of it very strictly, and he had no chance to start.

This time, Han Shun was a banker and had invested a lot of money. As a result, Zeng Baohua entered the top six, which seriously disrupted his market quota. If this guy entered the top three, Han Shun would not know how much he would have to pay, and no matter how much he sold, he would not be able to make up for it. Thinking of this, Han Shun couldn't help but feel a slight pain in a certain part of his body.

The surname Wu, it depends on you now. If you deliberately let the water go, you will collude with Pusanlang! That is my enemy, Han Shun, and you will definitely look good in the future!

At this time, Han Shun still stubbornly believed that Zeng Baohua and Pusanlang were in the same group, both open and secretly, and deliberately went against him and destroyed his own market platoon.
Chapter completed!