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41. Chapter 41 The Response of Love

Chapter 41 "Love" response

Yan Cheng's dissolute horse stood proudly, looking ahead to the finish line. The war horse neighed and was eager to try.

As the flag was waved, dozens of horses galloped with their hooves raised, sending up billows of dust and smoke.

Everyone had seen that there were iron caltrops on the road, so when they arrived here they deliberately slowed down their horses and moved forward cautiously.

Unexpectedly, the iron caltrops were just one of the roadblocks. There were also a dozen ferocious soldiers descending from the sky with chain hammers as big as their heads. They did not attack the people on the horses, but specialized in tripping the horses' legs.

The iron chain connected to the iron ball can be thrown several feet away. With the force of the iron ball, even if it is facing the galloping cavalry, one hit can turn people upside down.

But the arena is not a battlefield. They just use this weapon to trip the horse's legs and make the person on the horse fall down. If he is accidentally hit by an iron caltrop, it can only be said that he is unlucky.

As a result, everyone has to avoid the road sections with iron caltrops, dodge the hammers, and cannot dismount. It can be said that the situation is full of dangers.

Zhuang Wan and the others who were watching held their breath and couldn't believe that they were just new recruits less than three months old who were facing such a test.

Zhuang Wan felt that her vision was really narrow before. She didn't expect that besides Yan Cheng, there were so many hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

She thought the first level was difficult before, but she didn't expect that the second level was the devil's level. After all, if you fall off the horse and don't pay attention, you will be hit by the caltrops.

There were screams in the arena, and the soldiers waiting on the side quickly dragged down the injured people for treatment.

Many people did not dare to move forward after seeing this tragic scene, and began to think of retreating. It was just a competition, there was no need to fight so hard.

Zhuang Wan saw Yan Cheng reining in his horse and stopping, looking ahead. The other people's wails had no effect on him. After a moment, he suddenly spurred his horse and whipped his horse, and the horse rushed past.

A hammer struck, and he tightened his reins. The horse neighed and raised its hooves to dodge. He jumped into the air, and the horse galloped wildly.

Several chain hammers were waving towards him, but he easily dodged them, stepped on the heads of those soldiers, and caught up with the horses in front, without even touching the ground with his feet.

Until he was the first to reach the finish line, Zhuang Wan still didn't realize how he did it.

The only explanation is that he cheated, and this cheat was given by the author.

"Brother Daniel is so awesome!" Chen Wujin was stunned by Yan Cheng's operation.

Immediately, a group of people shouted in unison: "Li Daniu! Li Daniu..."

Even Hu Biao and others had to admire him: "This pretty boy seems to have some skills!"

Han Wei looked at the white-robed young man reining up his horse and standing there, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Thinking that this man should have been under his command, he didn't dare to investigate why he went to Pang Ao's camp, so he secretly rowed the strong man

It would not look good if things happened under his own command.

"General Pang really knows people with a keen eye!"

"How can Pang know people with his sharp eyes?" Pang Ao said meaningfully: "We should thank General Han for enduring the pain and leaking Li Daniu to Pang, otherwise he would not be what he is today."

"What does General Pang mean by this? Does he have no chance of success under my command?"

"General Han has so many talents under his command, I'm afraid we can't treat them all equally. What's more... you are a genius, who can surpass you?"

Han Wei asked anxiously: "What do you mean? Do you think I am the kind of person who is jealous of talents?"

Pang Ao waved his hands repeatedly: "Pang doesn't mean that. General Han, don't think too much, just continue watching the next scene!"

After the second riding competition, there were only twenty people left on the field. These twenty people were already considered to be boss-level figures in the hearts of the onlookers. Especially Yan Cheng's performance was the most outstanding.

The third game is a martial arts battle, which is also the finale. It adopts a two-two group system, and the ten winners advance to the next game. Their opponents are contestants selected from the Pingnan Army.

The groups of twenty people including Yan Cheng were determined by drawing lots by generals. Yan Cheng was in the last group, and his opponent was a man named Liu Cheng.

"That pretty boy actually met Liu Cheng. I think he will definitely lose this time!" Zhuang Wan heard someone next to Han Wei say something.

Hu Biao snorted: "Liu Cheng has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he learned from the life-killing hand Gui Laoqi. How can that pretty boy be his opponent?"

Zhuang Wan had never heard of "The Killer", but looking at the ordinary face of the man named Liu Cheng, he knew that he was probably a cannon fodder. Anyone who has some acting roles would definitely not look like this.

She really hoped that Yan Cheng would meet an opponent. At this moment, she didn't know whether to hope that he would win or lose.

Pang Ao also saw the cannon fodder named Liu Cheng and said: "This Liu Cheng is also General Han's most important bargaining chip in this competition!"

Han Wei smiled and said: "The confrontation between strong ones is interesting, isn't it?"

"Yes! Pang is looking forward to it too!"

The competition is a bare-handed fight. For the sake of fairness, you will be searched for any sharp weapons before the game. The first few groups are not interesting, and the winner will be decided in a few rounds. Some are vulnerable, and some are beaten to the ground as soon as they come on the stage.

, causing bursts of sighs from the audience.

Everyone became quiet until Yan Cheng and Liu Cheng were in the group.

The two of them stood on the ring. In terms of perception, Yan Cheng was definitely better than Liu Cheng by dozens of blocks. However, the onlookers were all big men and apologetic-looking passers-by, so naturally they couldn't appreciate him.

handsome.

Maybe he wants to lose miserably because of jealousy.

"Liu Cheng, beat up that pretty boy!" Hu Biao took the lead in shouting. Others also shouted: "Liu Cheng! Liu Cheng..."

"Dream, you guys!" Chen Wujin cursed, raised his arms and shouted: "Li Daniu! Li Daniu..."

Everyone also shouted.

"Liu Cheng! Liu Cheng..."

"Li Daniu! Li Daniu..."



All of a sudden, there was a competition on the ring, and off the field they were competing to see who had the loudest voice.

Zhuang Wan's head was buzzing, but the sound wave penetrated into her bones like a magic sound, which was so brainwashing that she soon followed suit, completely forgetting that she didn't want Yan Cheng to win.

Yan Cheng heard the voice and threw a smile at her. He had the light behind him, and his eyebrows were so gentle that it seemed that behind him was not a life-and-death duel arena, but a field filled with mountain flowers.

His smile made Zhuang Wan feel a little excited. If there were a group of girls behind her, they would have screamed and said: Yan Cheng, I love you!

Zhuang Wan felt that her imagination was too rich and it was a bit funny, so she gave Yan Cheng a "love" response while suppressing her laughter.

After receiving a response, he turned to face his opponent, his smile and gentleness disappeared, replaced by a chilling coldness, just like when Zhuang Wan first saw him being beaten on the street, he looked at his prey like a dormant beast.

The drums sounded, and Liu Cheng put on a strange posture. It was neither monkey fist, snake fist, or mantis fist. It was not a move practiced in the military. It should have been taught by his master of the deadly hand.

Yan Cheng stood with his hands clasped, just waiting for the opponent to attack.
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