Daming Super Daddy

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"Hurry up, hurry up, it's started, if you delay, you will be disqualified."

"Okay, don't wear armor, this time you can't use your own weapons."

"Hey, I said which prefecture you are from, did you stand in the wrong place?"

A quarter of an hour later, the chaos outside Nanjing City became a vegetable market, and the soldiers dressed in different clothes became vendors in the market, arguing with each other, looking for their respective leaders.

It took another half an hour to assemble the team, and the big contest between the guards finally started. (To be continued.)

Chapter 365 The first scene, Pangbo!

It should have been the arena used by the guards of Tianfu for their martial arts competitions. There were [-] elite soldiers waiting quietly on each side of the arena.

These people are not just one of the guards, from Jin Yiwei to Fujun's guard to Jinwuwei...all the military guards have [-] elite soldiers to serve as the examiners.

"Pangbo, a thousand households of Jinyiwei in Beiping Mansion, go to the competition stage!"

After the military guards from all the prefectures had selected the number of rings, on the first small ring, there was a Jinyi guard who presided over the ring, and shouted with a serious face.

Zhu Song on the stand not far away was stunned for a moment, and said to himself: What a coincidence, I didn't expect him to be the first one!

"My lords, please wait for a while, I will go to the ring at Jin Yiwei." Zhu Song smiled and nodded to the officials of the surrounding guards, and walked towards the ring on the far left.

On the arena belonging to Jin Yiwei, soldiers dressed in black had already lined up, standing in the center of the arena, each with a solemn face and a strong figure.

"Why are these people so familiar?" Seeing how familiar these people were, Zhu Song felt like they were soldiers who participated in the Yingtian Mansion Jinyiwei Grand Tournament before.

Then he turned his head to look at the other people on the ring around him, some of them even had a little bruise on their faces.

"So that's how it is!" Zhu Song finally understood that these guys were all soldiers who had been eliminated from the military and guard competitions in Yingtian Mansion before!

This Ji Gang is really shameful, to choose these eliminated people as the assessors, they themselves are unwilling to fail in the big competition, now they finally have a chance to take revenge, and it is still [-] vs [-], how can they not try their best?

"Pangbo, a thousand households of Jinyiwei in Beiping Prefecture, please enlighten me!"

Pang Bo, a tall man with a serious face, leaped onto the edge of the ring with one hand, and clasped his fists at the five soldiers lined up opposite him.

Whoosh!

Pang Bo's voice has not yet landed, and the five are in charge of the assessment... let's call it No. [-], No. [-]... No. [-].

Before Pang Bo finished speaking, these soldiers formed an encirclement circle on their own initiative, and rushed towards Pang Bo at a very fast speed, obviously reaching the level of Ming Jin.

"Go!"

The five people formed a circle, and each of them punched, palmed, or kicked. With this speed and strength, ordinary bright warriors were no match at all, and they might be defeated in an instant.

It's just a pity that they met Pangbo, a late-stage Huajin warrior.

The moment the five of them rushed over, Pangbo's toes tapped the ground, and he jumped into the air.

The five of them failed in one attack, and subconsciously raised their heads to look up at the sky, but there was no sign of Pangbo.

Just when the five soldiers felt strange, No. [-] suddenly felt a gust of wind hit the back of his neck.

Knowing that the situation was not good, Number Five suddenly wanted to dodge, but the strong wind had already hit, and then Number Five's body softened, and he passed out completely.

"Behind!" Seeing this, No. [-] was startled, and turned around with a panicky cry.

"Well!"

As soon as he turned around, No. [-] felt a pain in his stomach, and he fell to the ground, his body bowed like a red-boiled shrimp.

"What? You, you, how can your attack be so fast?"

No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-] were all dumbfounded. How could two of their companions be knocked down in the blink of an eye? This, isn't this too fast?

"You all, come down too!"

Pangbo grinned, and rushed to the side of the only three remaining people like lightning, and swept out with a whip kick, and a candied haws came, and all three of them fell to the ground with legs in their stomachs.

The fighters in the late stage of Huajin and the early stage of Mingjin are several realms behind. To be able to defeat them in just a few breaths is simply pediatrics.

It's not even time for a cup of tea. From the first to the fifth, they all fell to the ground. Is this fucking place still alive?

The surrounding crowd were all dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe everything in front of them.

"I said, my lord, shouldn't it be time to announce the results?" Clapping his palms, Pangbo looked at the Jinyiwei official who was in charge of hosting the contest at the edge of the ring and said.

"Ah, yes, yes!"

The Jinyiwei official came back to his senses, looked in a panic at the stick of incense that had just been lit on the edge of the ring, and said, "Pangbo, a thousand households of the Jinyiwei of Beiping Prefecture, defeated the opponent, and it took a tenth of the time to burn an incense stick. "

Uh, in fact, this tenth of a stick of incense is too much to say. Usually, time is expressed in terms of a cup of tea, a stick of incense, a quarter of an hour, and half a quarter of an hour. What the hell is incense?

"Oh, Pongo mighty!"

"Hahaha, what a tenth of a stick of incense is obviously an instant!"

"Pang Ge will definitely take the first place this time."

And no matter how entangled Pang Bo was in the arena, the crowd below the arena were screaming excitedly, gearing up, wishing that it was him in the arena.

"My lord, it looks like he should be a martial arts master in the late stage of Huajin." Ji Gang followed Zhu Song, seeing Pang Bo's crisp and sharp skills, his eyes kept shining.

"That's right." Zhu Song nodded, and said, "If he fights head-on, I'm afraid even this king will not be his opponent."

In his previous life, Zhu Song was indeed a great master of Bajiquan, but what he was good at was protection, or defense. Attacking was not his strong point, and once he used an attack, it would definitely be another ultimate move.

So for Zhu Song, killing is far easier than fighting.

"That's right, Xiaguan is only slightly better than him." Ji Gang's martial strength value is already a master of martial arts.

"Qianhu Zhu Mengcan, deputy of Jinyiwei of Yingtian Mansion, go to the competition stage!"

Just when Zhu Song was about to leave, he didn't expect that the second person to appear was Zhu Mengcan.

"It's Mr. Meng Can!" Ji Gang was also slightly taken aback, and said.

"This kid is really unlucky. The second person to come to the stage is this little guy." Zhu Song shook his head and said, "Ji Gang, do you think this kid can pass the ranking battle?"

"Mr. Meng Can is already a dark fighter, and the five soldiers on the stage are only at the early stage of enlightenment. There should be no problem for Mr. Meng Can to win. It's just..." Ji Gang rubbed his chin and said, "It's just that Mr. Meng Can is fighting. Inexperienced, it should take some effort.”

"Oh, it's started!" Zhu Song originally wanted to say a few more words, but the fight between the two parties on the ring had already begun.

The situation was exactly the same as that of Pangbo's previous martial arts competition. The five of them flew up together and rushed towards Zhu Mengcan.