Chapter 23 Join the Jinyiwei 2

Hearing the shouts on the stage, all the soldiers participating in the competition walked towards the competition arena where they were, and Jiang Lang also mixed in the crowd.

There are quite a few soldiers in Baoding, and there are only more than 300 people who have participated in the registration. There is no doubt that these people are relatively large. Compared with them, Jiang Lang, who is more than 1.7 meters tall, can only be described as weak. However, this also makes those people not pay much attention to Jiang Lang. After all, relatively speaking, everyone wants to eliminate the people who pose a great threat to them first, rather than putting their strength on enemies that are not worth mentioning at all.

So as soon as they entered the arena, everyone began to choose their enemies, but their eyes only stayed on Jiang Lang for a moment, and then left immediately and looked for their opponents again.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Lang was stunned at first, and then immediately understood the reason. He smiled slightly, then lowered his head slightly, turned his head slightly, and looked timid and afraid, and quietly moved to the corner of the ring. However, he was always paying attention to the movements around him. The hanging hands looked like there was no movement, but it only took a short time for him to make one of the big men in front of him fall down.

Although the wolf is small, he is still a wild beast! If someone ignores its danger because of its small size, he can only regret it in the end.

"Useless things, hide without a competition!"

Jiang Lang's behavior was noticed by the man next to Jiang Chengzhi, and he couldn't help but scold him.

Jiang Chengzhi was stunned, and then said wonderingly: "Eunuch Ning, I don't know who you are talking about?"

Eunuch Ning pointed at Jiang Lang who was hiding to the side and said, "Isn't that yet? I don't know how your Jinyiwei recruits people. People like this will come to participate in the competition. Haven't you seen it before? This Jinyiwei is not something that cats and dogs can come."

How could Jiang Chengzhi not understand the sarcasm of Eunuch Ning? He was so angry that he cursed: Dead eunuch.

Jiang Chengzhi is not a literati, so of course he would curse people, but when he cursed in his heart, his eyes looked in the direction of his fingers. He found that he was pointing at Jiang Lang, and his anger disappeared. He immediately smiled and said, "My father-in-law has taught me the right lesson, and my father-in-law has taught me the right lesson!"

Just now, he was worried that Jiang Lang would perform too well and was asked by Dongchang. Not only did he not achieve his goal, but he might have added an enemy. Now, after hearing what Eunuch Ning said, he felt relieved. According to Eunuch Ning's current view of Jiang Lang, even if Jiang Lang was finally shortlisted, Eunuch Ning would not want him. As for Jiang Lang's ability, Jiang Chengzhi was still quite confident. As for why Jiang Lang did this, he would not guess. Anyway, what he wanted was only the result.

Now the soldiers participating in the competition on the ring have basically chosen their first enemy, and then stared at each other fiercely, just like a bull in heat staring at his love rival, and instead ignored the Jianglang, who was the most threatening to them, was happy to do so, quietly arrived at a corner where everyone did not pay much attention to, and then waited to watch a good show. You must know that such good shows are not often present, and they are legal group fights.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..."

The drums sounded again on the edge of the ring, which was a signal to make a good match.

As soon as the drums were heard, everyone was alert, staring at each other tightly, and then waiting for the signal that the game began.

"Bang!"

A loud noise came not far away, and then the people on the ring shouted loudly, rushed towards the other party, and hit each other. Suddenly, the ring shouted loudly, filled with smoke, mixed with the scolding of various dialects. It seemed that these people did not give up on the mentality of attacking the enemy when they took action.

The rules of the competition are not complicated. Those who take the initiative to admit defeat are considered withdrawal, those who leave the arena are considered withdrawal, and those who fall to the ground cannot get up can also admit defeat. However, there are also requirements, that is, they cannot hurt lives. However, the melee between these dozens of people, even if someone is beaten to death, they don’t know who did it, and who is responsible. In addition, the Jinyiwei is a popular place now, and everyone who participates wants to sharpen their heads and squeeze in. When facing their competitors, once they fight, they will inevitably fail. Therefore, people are beaten to death every year. For these people, the court will only give a certain pension. As for those seriously injured, there are more.

Jiang Lang was lucky. The number of people in his ring was odd and he was relatively small, so almost no one came to him in the first game, and he was not idle. He looked carefully at the moves of these people.

After watching for a while, Jiang Lang felt dazzled and couldn't help but sigh at the profoundness of Chinese martial arts and the loyalty of the people of the Ming Dynasty to serve the country, because these people who participated in the competition had all kinds of moves.

However, in Jiang Lang's opinion, most of these moves are flashy and unreal. Apart from being good-looking, the effect is really not ordinary. For example, if you can directly hit it with one punch, you have to make some fake moves, although the fake moves have no effect.

After watching for a while, Jiang Lang stopped watching, but became cautious, because the first confrontation on the field had ended now, except for those who fell down, he was considering his second opponent.

Finally, a big man found Jiang Lang standing aside. He yelled, pinched his fists and smiled: "Boy, it's time for me to move you through the show. "

Jiang Lang raised his head and looked at the big man. He saw that the big man was as good as Qian Zhengbang in terms of size. There was still some blood on his face. I don’t know if the blood was his or his opponent. The blood combined with his smile made him look very fierce. If it were someone else, he would be discouraged at first glance.

But Jiang Lang had seen an enemy that was more fierce than this. Of course, he would not have any fear. He smiled slightly in his heart and said to himself: Idiot!

Then he moved his body gently, turned sideways slightly, stretched out his right hand, gently hooked at the big man, and said carelessly: "Come on!"

The big man was stunned at first, then shouted loudly, "I look down on me, I'm looking for death!" After that, he lifted up his fist as big as a bowl and hit Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang smiled slightly and did not dodge. It was not until the big man's fist was long before he pulled it away with him, and he started fighting with the big man with a method of using four or four taels to make a thousand pounds.

Jiang Lang also knew very well that this game was very different from the original Qian Zhengbang competition. At that time, there was only one opponent, and he would win if he was defeated. However, now he didn't know a few opponents. Maybe he defeated the man in front of him and immediately someone would go out to fight. He just now looked at the number of people on the field, and about half of them were fighting together.

After understanding his situation, Jiang Lang did not immediately knock the big man down, but spent time with him. It seemed that the big man was powerful in every punch, while Jiang Lang blindly dodged and was forced to retreat step by step by step. The actual situation was that Jiang Lang gently pushed away every punch of the big man, not only saved his own physical strength, but also consumed the big man's physical strength. At the same time, others watched them fight together, and would not join in, but would look for other opponents.

The man was so sad that he couldn't say it, and he felt very uncomfortable. Every punch he felt like he was hitting cotton, and he felt like he couldn't use his strength. Moreover, his opponent was slippery like a loach. He tried his best and seemed to be busy, but after a long time, he not only didn't even touch someone else's hair, but he was also punched by his opponent several times, and these punches were really painful.

In a hurry, the big man shouted angrily and called Jianglang hard. Jianglang turned around and pinched the big man's wrist and whispered: "Stop hitting, there are enough people!"

Just as he was avoiding the big man, Jiang Lang also looked at the situation on the field. He had seen the melee just now, and there were eight people left on the field with him and his opponent, and he had already met the requirement to qualify. The other six people also realized this and had stopped. Then he used his real skills, twisted the big man's wrist and said what he had just said.

The big man's wrist was caught by Jiang Lang, and he was shocked and used to pull it, but the other party did not move at all. Compared with the blind dodging just now, he felt a little more. When he was surprised, he stopped after Jiang Lang said this and looked at the entire arena.

Jiang Lang took the opportunity to distance himself from him and stood aside and waited for the referee to announce the result.

The big man is not a stupid man. Jiang Lang's first move has proved his strength just now. He immediately realized that if the person in front of him really did something with him, he would have been defeated long ago, and then he would not be himself standing here.

After thinking it through, he smiled gratefully and whispered: "Thank you!"

"It seems that you're not stupid."

Jiang Lang thought to himself, and did not speak, but pointed to the soldier who was the referee and signaled him to listen to the soldiers.

The soldier also raised the small flag in his hand and reported loudly: "The fifth group, eight people are left, qualified!" After saying that, another soldier standing next to him took a pen and ink, and put a hook on the names of Jiang Lang and others to indicate that he won.

Jiang Lang's performance Jiang Chengzhi on the stage could see clearly and was very satisfied. Then he turned his head to look at Eunuch Ning next to him and found that he was looking aside, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally, Jiang Lang was also the only one who entered the next round without defeating his opponent, and those onlookers could only describe his luck as shit.
Chapter completed!