Luo Yi looked at his opponent. Zheng Xiong was a very solid man. If he was holding not a long knife but a hoe, no one would think of him as a strong farmer. Luo Yi did not dare to underestimate him. Luo Yi and Yang Shi had competed with Yang Shi. Yang Shi could at least take dozens of moves in his hands, but was easily defeated by a leader in the army. Moreover, Zheng Xiong in front of him was already a team leader.

Zheng Xiong was also looking at his opponent. The army was dominated by swords, but the young man in front of him was holding a long spear, one inch long and one inch strong. On the wide platform, he undoubtedly took advantage of long weapons. However, as long as people get close to him, the spear will become a person who is thrust.

Luo Yi shook his hand, and the tip of the spear trembled. He picked up several spear flowers and saved them to Zheng Xiong in a virtual and real way. The long spear is good for utilitarianism and defensiveness, so Luo Yi will naturally not waste opportunities.

Zheng Xiong's eyes were wide open. With rich battlefield experience, he would not easily underestimate any opponent, because if you make mistakes on the battlefield, you may die.

"Bang." Zheng Xiong accurately found the tip of the gun in the dazzling shadow of the gun, pressed Luo Yi's spear, and then made a squeaking sound. Zheng Xiong's knife slid towards Luo Yi along the barrel.

Luo Yi took a shot without success, took a step back, pulled out the spear, stabbed Zheng Xiong from another angle like a poisonous snake. Zheng Xiong felt that his hand was relaxed, and the long sword in his hand did not leverage. A light feeling came. The long sword was empty, so he quickly stopped moving forward, and with a backhand, just blocking Luo Yi's spear.

Luo Yi's spear flew in front of Zheng Xiong like a poisonous snake, scrambling, sweeping, and tapping, and spear shadows swayed in front of Zheng Xiong. The soldiers below the stage were dazzled and stared at Luo Yi, constantly making loud shouts of sky-high prices.

Zheng Xiong's strength ranks at least the top ten in the Xuanlong Army. Luo Yi is such a handsome doll. Everyone thought that Zheng Xiong could defeat him easily, but he didn't expect that Luo Yi was the one who had the upper hand now. He had such ability to Luo Yi at a young age, and everyone cheered him up.

Zheng Xiong kept his door tightly and blocked all the spear tips that Luo Yi had stabbed. The weapons of both sides intersected, and the sound of slapping in the field was occasionally made. He tried his best to grab a few steps forward and approach Luo Yi. However, as soon as Luo Yi's spear was unfolded, there was no chance for him to move forward at all, so he could only barely prevent himself from retreating.

Shi Wansui was full of surprise on his face. Although he refuted Wang Shu just now, he actually hoped that all the Yang Tian Sect members would be defeated. When he saw Zheng Xiong facing Luo Yi, Shi Wansui felt a little happy, but he did not expect that Zheng Xiong would also be at a disadvantage.

Yang Tian nodded unstoppablely. The Xuanlong Army was selected by elite troops in each army. No matter what leader or team leader, they are all skilled in martial arts. No wonder Yuwen Xian was able to win repeatedly because of this army. With this strong army, as long as the generals were not too foolish, it would be difficult to defeat the battle. Thinking that this army has now become his subordinate, Yang Tian was already smiling in his heart.

If Yang Tian was a little angry with Yang Miao's failure yesterday, he was only happy when Yang Shi failed today. Even in the end, Luo Yi, Shi Tao and others did not stay, and Yang Tian would not be angry. The faster they were defeated, this just means that the stronger the Xuanlong Army was.

Papa, and there were several sounds of intersecting again. Zheng Xiong finally did not hold his footsteps. He took several steps in a row, and the door opened. Zheng Xiong calmed down a little, and a sharp wind came from his left. Zheng Xiong didn't think about it and went to the left with a knife. The wooden blade made a sound that cut through the air, but the intersection of weapons did not come as expected. Zheng Xiong's blade cut a blank.

Zheng Xiong was shocked. He knew that he had been cheated and was about to withdraw his long sword, but his body involuntarily leaned to the left. He heard a shrill sound of gunfire coming from his right. Zheng Xiong smiled bitterly, knowing that he had not been able to block it, so his body simply fell forward and avoided Luo Yi's gun. But when Zheng Xiong thought of getting up again, Luo Yi's spear tip had stopped at Zheng Xiong's throat.

"Luo Yisheng!"

Luo Yi put away the spear and looked at the boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old in front of him. Zheng Xiong suddenly felt that he was getting old. In fact, he was only twenty-seven years old. Zheng Xiong couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart. It seemed that he had no choice but to be the team leader.

The next game was a little dull because they were all competitions between colleagues in the army, and most people knew the bottom line. Many games were divided into a few rounds. In some games, some people abstained from the winner as soon as Li Gang announced the names of both sides of the game. Although the ring competitions used wooden weapons, there were often sergeants who were not able to recover in time and may be injured. In yesterday's competition, hundreds of people were injured in different seriousness. If the gap between the two sides was too big, the soldiers would not want to go on stage to lose their ugly head or be injured.

"The next group, Da Xihong and Zeng Gou'er."

As soon as Li Gang thought of Da Xihong's name, the sergeant in the audience suddenly coaxed: "Da Xi! Da Xi!" He kept calling.

Yang Tian couldn't help but look at Li Quan: "Who is this Da Xihong, and why are the soldiers so enthusiastic?"

Li Quan hurriedly owed: "General, Da Xihong is the son of Da Xi Changru, Gong Le'an, and now he serves as the leader of the team. The soldiers respect not only Da Xihong, but also the surname Da Xi. The former General of the Cavalry of the Xuanlong Army was Da Xizhen."

Da Xizhen's father Da Xiwu was once in the throne of the country. He was deeply favored by Emperor Wu and had close friends with King Qi. It can be imagined that after King Qi's death, Da Xi's family must be implicated and then the Xuanlong Army would be transferred out.

Li Gang was afraid that Yang Tian would have any misunderstandings about Da Xihong, so he quickly added: "General, Da Xihong and Da Xiwu have nothing to do with him."

Yang Tian nodded. Da Xihong was loved by the Xuanlong Army with just one surname. It can be seen that Da Xizhen was deeply grateful for the morale of the military when he was in the Xuanlong Army. If Da Xihong really had anything to do with Da Xizhen, no matter what ability, whether it was to avoid suspicion or to eliminate the imprint left by Da Xizhen in the Xuanlong Army, Yang Tian would not be able to mention him.

While speaking, the competition on the stage had begun. Da Xihong was about twenty-three or four years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a long sword in his hand made a whirring sound of wind. After a few minutes, he forced his opponent Zeng Gouer to retreat.
Chapter completed!