In addition to Zheng Peng, the White Horse Gang also has the deputy gang leader, the leader of various halls, the coaches of guns and sticks, the coaches of riding and shooting, and the entourage. Fu Jingtao lowered his figure and held the ceremony of his juniors, and soon won the prize.

Everyone liked each other, and the host and the guest had a great time talking.

Everyone had already learned that Fu Jingtao saved Zhao Yanrong's life and was appreciated by Zhao Kuangyin. Who would be stingy with compliments for such a rising star? Fu Jingtao is a big celebrity in front of the Zhao brothers and sisters, plus Qingyun

The halo of the top of the list, including Zheng Peng, dare not treat him as a junior in the martial arts world.

After the greetings were over, Fu Jingtao asked: "Brother Zheng, the court has officially posted the list of recruiting talents from all over the world to recruit young warriors to join the imperial guards. I wonder what the White Horse Gang does?"

Zheng Peng said solemnly: "It is natural to be loyal to the emperor and share the worries of the court. I have selected fifty gang members who dare to fight and fight to join the army. I will ask Brother Fu to take care of you in the future!" Baima

Gang is a general lineage. How dare you watch the matter that Zhao Kuangyin is trying to promote? If you don’t express your opinion at this time, it will be a crime of raiding the family in the future.

Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "I am still a white man, how can I take care of you? If they perform well in normal times, they will never worry about not having the opportunity to make achievements!"

Stop talking until you speak, without leaking water.

Zheng Peng looked at him again, thinking about his own chaotic and stupid bastard, and couldn't help but sigh - why is the difference between them both young men? He simply invited Fu Jingtao and Li Jiheng to the martial arts training ground to let the young people

Let's get familiar with each other first.

The martial arts training ground was in full swing. The selected team of fifty young men trained, either by archery, by swords and guns, by struggling, or by riding horses to overcome obstacles. Each of them was sweating profusely. They were more than ordinary people.

To understand the inside story of the army, if you want to gain a foothold in the army, you rely on your own strength, especially when the battlefield confronts, you will not be able to have any falsehood. Sweating now is better than bleeding in the future.

"Zheng Li, Ma Yuankui, Zhang Yan, Huang Sheliu, Lushan, you five come here!"

Five strong men whose names were pointed at rushed towards him and clasped their fists and said, "I've seen the leader of the gang!"

Zheng Peng first introduced the two parties and said with a smile: "Two brothers, the five of them are the best in the younger generation of this gang. They are loyal and loyal. If you have the opportunity, please help me with it."

Zheng Li and others looked at Fu Jingtao intently, and there was a little dissatisfaction in their surprise - he did not have three heads and six arms, so how could he become famous all over the world?

Seeing this, Li Jiheng felt a little sarcastic and sneered: "What are you looking at? Even I am willing to regard Brother Fu as the boss, but are you still not convinced?"

Zheng Li and others smiled and said, "Young Master Fu is a rare trip, just show off your skills!" "Yes! Since your reputation has surpassed General Xiao Li, I believe that his martial arts are unique."

Zheng Peng said with a stern face: "Don't mess around!"

Fu Jingtao smiled relaxedly and said, "It's okay! This is fine. I'll compete with you one by one, and the content of the competition will be decided by you."

Li Jiheng's eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted: "Okay! The lost one has run two laps with his shirtlessness."

Zheng Li and others pretended that they had not heard the bewitching voice, and quickly exchanged glances. Ma Yuankui stood up first and said in a muffled voice: "I'll ask for boxing!" He was burly, born with divine power, and had a solid foundation in his internal strength. He was just talking about the power of boxing.

Ranked first in the gang.

Fu Jingtao didn't say anything nonsense, immediately started the fist and started his hand and said lightly: "Please!"

Ma Yuankui's aura sinks into his dantian and walks around his body. His bones burst into pieces. His burly body expands again in an instant. He suddenly scrambles into the central palace with a big step and shouts: "Look at the fist!" His right arm bent backwards

Tighten, followed by the rapid rotation of the waist, causing the shoulders, arms, elbows and wrists to move forward suddenly. The huge fist broke through the sky like a meteor and blasted away fiercely.

He would not underestimate his opponent, and he used ten successful powers with just one move.

The gang members around unconsciously stopped training and looked up.

Fu Jingtao's eyes were firm and calm, and he did not dodge or avoid, and he also blew his fists to hit him. The world of warriors is sometimes simple and pure. If he wants to win the respect of others, he can only prove that he is strong enough! He deliberately absorbs soil when he punches.

The spiritual energy is also a technique of igniting qi and blood in secret, and the strength of the fist is not weaker than that of the other party.

Bang! The two fists collided, making a creepy sound, and the strong wind rolled up countless sand and gravel.

Ma Yuankui felt a strong force as strong as a mountain hitting him, tearing the bones of the meridians, his throat was slightly sweet, and his body couldn't help but take a step back, his mind moved slightly, and then heels rotated as the axis to rotate the body, causing the force of shock

Integrating the fist posture, another heavy punch was shot out in front of him, and his power was even better than before.

"Okay!" Everyone couldn't help but cheer in unison, as if the mountains collapsed and the ground was broken.

But a figure flashed, and Fu Jingtao disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared at the dead corner of Ma Yuankui's attack, with his fist protruding, hitting his opponent with a hollow gate. The timing was just right, and at first glance it seemed that Ma Yuankui was exposed on his own initiative

flaw.

Ma Yuankui's fist use was always unable to stop, and he secretly called out that he was going to be bad, and he swept his legs in a hurry. Fu Jingtao had expected this, and moved his body sideways in time and punched him at the bend of his leg. Ma Yuankui was humming

With a sound, the whole leg was paralyzed and stiff, and he staggered forward for a few steps and almost fell.

Fu Jingtao put away his fist in a cool manner and clasped his fists and said, "Brother Ma, I'm giving in!"

Ma Yuankui retreated with shame, and Huang Sholiu shouted: "Young Master Fu, I'll test the archery technique!"

Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "How to compare?"

Huang Shojiu said: "The human-shaped arrow is standing a hundred steps away, and you and I shoot twenty arrows each, how about it?"

Fu Jingtao shrugged and said, "One hundred steps are too close, change it to one hundred and fifty steps!"

Huang Sheliu's heart trembled: "At least three stone bows should be used for one hundred and fifty steps, can you do it?" According to the Imperial Guard's standards, the pulling force of the step bow should be one stone, and very few can use two stone bows, and it can be used for three stones.

There are only a handful of people who have Shigong.

Fu Jingtao asked someone to bring two standard step bows together, hold the bow handle with his left hand tightly, and hook the strings with his right hand at the same time, pulling them casually, and the bow strings stretched to the limit as if they were full moon. He smiled and said, "I have used the five stone bow."

The range of bows and arrows can reach up to 200 steps."

While speaking, my hands were as steady as iron, and the bowstrings were not trembling at all.

No one thinks he is bragging.

Huang Sholiu sighed and bowed to the disadvantage.

Then Lushan competes with swords and Zheng Li competes with sticks, and they all lose within three moves. In the last game, Zhang Yan relies on his superb riding skills to deal with each other for a long time, but he was still accused by Fu Jingtao.

The gun hit the back and fell off the horse and lost.

At this point, everyone in the White Horse Gang was convinced and deserved to be the top of the Song Dynasty's Qingyun List. What a capable person cannot do is to be proficient in fist, palm, sword, sword, stick, gun and archery. If he hadn't witnessed it, who would have believed it? If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have believed it?
Chapter completed!