Wu Gen sat in the tent set up for himself alone, adjusting his breath silently. Two days ago, he had arrived at the Xiang Army camp, waiting for the battle to come.

Lieutenant Yuwen took this matter very seriously, and specially ordered people to arrange a residence, and even provide food for him. There are always people on duty near Wu Gen's camp to prevent Daxia Kingdom from using some tricks. These days, it is necessary to guard against people.

The heart is indispensable.

Looking around, Wu Gen smiled to himself. This was the first time he had been treated like this in the Xiang army for so long, which was comparable to Qu Chang.

The door of the camp was opened, and a soldier came in to report: "Commander, the time has come, let's set off."

Wu Gen stretched out and said, "Okay, lead the way."

The place where the two sides "discussed" was five miles south of Yehuling. The terrain there was flat and it was not easy to set up an ambush. Each side set up a huge tent for their respective school captains and a group of commanders to rest.

There was a piece of grass in front of the tent, which had been swept over many times by both sides, fearing that the other side would do something dirty.

When they arrived at the camp, Lieutenant Yuwen, who had always been self-respecting, stood up in person, holding hands and explaining, "This battle is about the prestige of the country and the face of the court. I hope Wu Chang will go all out and not disgrace the reputation of the Xiang army."

Wu Gen had goosebumps all over his body. He endured the discomfort caused by the other party's clenched hand. He secretly cursed in his heart that what is at stake is your face, but there was a look of determination on his face, "Gen should fight to the death.

We will fight and live up to your high expectations."

"Okay, if everyone in our Xiang army is as good as Captain Wu, then Daxia will have nothing to fear." Colonel Yuwen said, glancing at the commanders and village commanders who were sitting or standing around them.

For this battle, he specially called the commanders of the other two camps, so he didn't take it seriously.

Although Jin Song suggested that two commanders should be kept in the camp to guard against attacks from Daxia at any time, Captain Yuwen despised him as overthinking.

The war drums of both sides were beating, Wu Gen straightened his clothes, rode out of the camp and rushed towards Daxia.

On the opposite side, Gan Xing was dressed neatly and rushed out with a mace in hand. The two stopped when they were fifty steps away and looked at each other. According to the rules agreed upon by both parties, this time the competition was conducted regardless of means or time, and the last one stood

The one who sticks is the winner.

Gan Xing looked at Wu Gen, who was still a little childish, and said loudly: "Boy, before the battle, you have no eyesight. It would be better for you to admit defeat earlier than to die here." That day, Wu Gen was responsible for intercepting and shooting at the scattered enemies.

Xing was not very impressed by it.

"Captain Gan, there is an old saying, don't bully a young man into poverty. Today, you and I are our own masters, and life and death are no longer under our control. How about we have an upright duel as a warrior?" Wu Gengong cupped his hands and said.

.

After thinking for a while, Gan Xing laughed and said: "Okay, I will come as a warrior. I haven't fought like this with someone for a long time."

"We might as well remove the armor. Wouldn't it be insulting to the dignity of a warrior to wear such an external item?" Wu Gen suggested again.

"Yes, this is refreshing, but boy, without the armor to protect my body, my fists and feet will not be forgiving."

"It's not like that for me."

The two of them dismounted on the spot and took off their heavy armor.

When both camps saw the strange behavior of the two men, they all started talking, not knowing what the two men were doing.

Wu Gen took off his outer armor and then took off his heavy exquisite armor. The exquisite armor fell to the ground with a dull impact.

"There's something." Gan Xing saw all this and smiled disapprovingly.

Wu Gen shook his head and neck, moved his body, and inadvertently took a dozen steps to one side.

"I heard that you are a corps commander. I will not bully the small ones with the big ones. You should take action first." Gan Xing was a little bored. He originally thought that he could fight again with the nobleman who ravaged him that day, so he asked for life regardless of his injuries.

But such a little guy has never come here. It seems that there is no one in the Zhao country.

Wu Gen stood on a mound and looked around. There were soldiers standing on both sides, flags fluttering, and there was a large open space in the middle.

The sound of drums sounded again, which was the signal for their respective commanders to urge them to go to war.

"Then I'll take advantage." Wu Gen showed his white teeth and looked at the sun.

"Just take action." Gan Xing was a little impatient and used his hands to block the dazzling sunlight. It was a sunny day and the wind was sunny, but it was really uncomfortable to see blood on his hands.

While he was sighing, a black dot suddenly appeared in front of his eyes under the dazzling sunlight. The black dot grew larger in an instant and quickly arrived in front of him.

"Huh? Ah!" Gan Xing was shocked. How could he not know that the other party was killing him? When did he draw the sword, when did he get up, how could it be so fast? Could it be that when he was distracted just now, Gan Xing's heart

Somewhat confused.

Yes, this kid just turned his back to the sun, and the dazzling sunlight just blocked his sight. He also deliberately stood on a high slope, and with the force of the downward thrust, he accelerated even more.

In an instant, countless thoughts ran through Gan Xing's mind. As a frontier soldier who has been fighting for many years, he naturally knew that he was careless just now. This young man who looked a little immature had already grasped the best situation at the moment before taking action.

The right time and place.

He behaves seasonedly, like a seasoned veteran.

Subconsciously, he raised the mace in his hand to protect himself. A huge force came from Gan Xing. Gan Xing stepped back repeatedly, plowing a deep mark on the ground with his feet.

Only then did Gan Xing see the other person's face clearly. This face was still so innocent, with a touch of fluff hanging around his mouth, and the clean smile still remained on his face.

Gan Xing suddenly became a little angry, how could such a harmless face appear on such a thoughtful and ruthless person, and actually deceive him into it.

Wu Gen held the sword in both hands, and his body still maintained a forward posture in the air. This blow was a triple slash.

Just now, he secretly had many advantages, just to defeat the enemy with one blow. Fighting on the battlefield is not boxing in the ring. You come and I go. If you can kill the enemy with one move, you must not use two moves. Otherwise, the battlefield situation will change rapidly, and a small variable will

Possible offensive and defensive changes.

But he didn't expect that he had planned a strike. Although his opponent was a little embarrassed, he still took it steadily. Seeing that his further attempts were in vain, Wu Gen took advantage of the opponent's counterattack, flipped his body backwards, and fell to the ground in a circle.

, the broken knife sticks to the ground and slices away at the opponent's calf.

Wu Gen knew that with his own strength, he could not fight the opponent for a long time, so he induced Gan Xing to take off his armor before the battle. In this way, although he also increased the danger, at the same time, as long as he could hit the opponent once, he would be

Win. Otherwise, you and I will fight for more than ten rounds, and in the end it will be you who cannot survive.

"What a thief, so insidious." Gan Xing leaned back and retreated. At this time, he had lost his center of gravity and his feet could no longer use his strength. In desperation, his body rolled like a crocodile, and he just turned around in the air a few times and barely escaped.

took this blow.

Just as he was about to stand up with his hands on the ground, Wu Gen didn't wait for the opponent to breathe. He pressed his body against the ground and stabbed his abdomen with a broken knife. People who use knives rarely use this style because knives are different from swords in that they have an arc at the front.

, difficult to penetrate.

However, Wu Gen's sword was originally a broken sword, but the tip of the sword pointed straight outward, so there was nothing wrong with using this move.

At this time, Gan Xing was in a state of disarray. He missed every move. He was passive and tired of dealing with it. He could only use the steel mace in his left hand to deflect the incoming force of the broken knife, and rolled his body again, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

one strike.

However, in a hurry, it was difficult to exert force with his left hand, and the mace flew out of his hand. After his body settled, Gan Xing, without even looking, swung the mace back with his right hand, and a burst of energy came out.

Wu Gen quickly dodged and took advantage of this opportunity, Gan Xing finally regained his balance.

All this seems lengthy, but in fact it only lasts a few breaths. The drumming has not stopped, and the people on both sides have not yet reacted. Colonel Yuwen's teacup is still at his lips, and the two of them have stopped.

Everyone looked at the scene in shock, and those who were further away didn't know what was happening.

"What a handsome move." Zhai Lin let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife. Just as Wu Gen struck out, he subconsciously grabbed the knife in his hand.

Gan Xing had a gloomy look on his face and looked at the mace that had been hit far away. "Good boy, I underestimated you and almost succeeded. But that's all."

Extremely angry, Gan Xing shouted loudly and rushed towards Wu Gen with his single mace. In one sweep, an arc-shaped wave of air slashed through him.

Seeing the fierceness of the opponent's attack, Wu Gen turned around and ran away after sweeping away the opponent's attack.

Gan Xing was startled. He originally thought that the opponent would take his blow, and with this momentum, he would be able to follow up with a continuous attack. But he didn't expect Wu Gen to be so shameless, as if he punched the empty space, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Extremely uncomfortable.

"If you're a man, don't run away." Gan Xing had no choice but to chase after him.

Wu Gen turned around and made a face, "I haven't been crowned yet, so I can't be considered a man." But his feet kept moving, like a windmill, and he ran away into the distance.

Gan Xing was so angry that he was so shameless. He hit and ran in front of everyone. After all, he was already a corps leader.

The two of them ran away and chased each other, running around the open space in the blink of an eye.

Zhai Lin chuckled, what a cunning boy. In today's battle, this boy had five points of means and five points of strength, but he was fooling Gan Xing around. But he was not worried in his heart. He still knew Gan Xing's strength. As long as he

It won't be a problem to catch up with the opponent and win.

People on the sidelines started making noises and booing, all showing disdain for Wu Gen's behavior.

Wu Gen, however, was not ashamed. He adjusted his breathing while running. The attack just now had exhausted all his energy. If he wanted to regain his breath, he would have to run for a while longer.

Gan Xing was really a little irritable. This kid was like a cunning rabbit, turning left and right, slippery and slippery. He couldn't catch up or hit him. He waved the mace in his hand randomly, and bursts of energy came out.

After a full stick of incense, the noise from both sides gradually subsided, and the soldiers on both sides were a little impatient. Today is a battle, not a race between the two of you.

Gan Xing was filled with shame and anger at this time. He was fooled by a kid. Even if he won today, he would not look good. He was also a village leader after all, and he still couldn't win against a young boy. He had hundreds of people under his command.

, but everyone is watching over there.

There was a high slope ahead, and Wu Gen's speed slowed down a bit. Gan Xing tried his best to slash out with his mace, and a strong wind came out, which was ten feet wide, blocking Wu Gen's path to the left and right. Let's see where you go, kid.

escape.

Suddenly, Wu Gen rushed up the high slope and ran straight up. He jumped up high and flipped backwards. The distance between him and Gan Xing quickly shortened, and he was on top of his head in the blink of an eye. He held the knife in both hands and used the force of his fall to strike with one move.

, slashing at Gan Xing as fiercely as a hawk preying on prey.

The blade of the knife buzzed and screamed, ready to choose someone and devour it.

Looking up at Wu Gen falling from the sky, Gan Xing couldn't help but feel a little frightened. At this time, it was time to take a breath. The front air was exhausted and the back air was not replenished. The opponent's sense of smell for grasping the opportunity of the fighter was really good, and he was not at all like a fledgling boy.
To be continued...