The strongest security guard for a female president

Chapter 823 Cavalry
This time, Bai Zifan finally got a close look at the Shadowless Knife that gave him several wounds last time.

It's a pity that as soon as Bai Zifan took a look, the bell was remembered, and the staff of the club began to urge the players to play.

The above ground building of the club does not look big, but the underground area is astonishingly large. After Bai Zifan walked out of the iron gate this time, he was surprised to find that the arena this time was as big as a football field, and the audience watching the game today was also unusually big. many.

Apparently, the club doesn't often hold group competitions, and it managed to hold one, which directly turned into a super-large celebration.

After a group of amateur players walked onto the stage sparsely, the opposite metal gate was slowly opened.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, Bai Zifan almost cursed at the street.

Nima, didn't you say that the group competition is a confrontation between two groups?Why didn't anyone tell me that the confrontation was seriously unbalanced?

The only thing that is fair is that the two groups have the same number of people, but in terms of equipment, the gap is too big.

Those professional martial artists on the opposite side were all riding horses, all of them were cavalry. Although in this era, cavalry has long since withdrawn from the stage of history, an assault rifle can kill them all, both man and horse.

But the problem is, Bai Zifan and the others are now using cold weapons. In the confrontation with cold weapons, a group of cavalry will deal with infantry and slaughter them properly.

Moreover, these professional martial artists are all wearing armor. Although it doesn't look too thick, with the current smelting technology, the defense value of their armor will definitely not be low.

Listening to his "little friends" yelling and inviting to fight one by one, Bai Zifan didn't want to stand here and make a fool of himself. Are you too confident in your own strength?
Guo Zhiqiang, who was standing behind Bai Zifan, almost cried now. What he was holding was a thick shield, which was originally used to save his life. Now, facing the cavalry, with this thing, even his escape would be affected.

As for Duan Jingya, he had a look of excitement. He was so prescient that he chose to cut the saber. rely on yourself.

"Now, let me, Duan Jingya, start by saving my companions!"

Hearing Duan Jingya's words, Bai Zifan was too embarrassed to ridicule him, and hoped that this guy would stand behind him too, so don't rush over to die foolishly.

The armor cans on the opposite side have already lined up at this time, and the 21 people are divided into three rows, ready to charge.

As for the amateur players, it is only now that they have realized that they have watched TV and know that to deal with cavalry, infantry must maintain a tight formation.

It's just that they seem to have forgotten that all of them are holding short weapons in their hands, not two or three meters long spears and spears, curled up into a ball, don't they fit together to kill each other?
Sure enough, the neat opponents were still good opponents. The martial artists on the opposite side were too embarrassed to attack directly, and even quietly lined up in front of them.

"Bai Zifan, what should we do?" Xia Yongmei, who realized that the situation was a bit serious, asked.

"Xia Yongmei, look at them, are they similar to the ancient cavalry? If my combat power is multiplied several times and I become a peerless master, will a hundred of these cavalry repeatedly charge and kill me?"

Hearing Bai Zifan's words, Xia Yongmei almost collapsed. "Bai Zifan, at this moment, stop fantasizing."

Bai Zifan didn't seem to hear Xia Yongmei's words, and was still thinking about this question.

Perhaps, he was thinking about how the other party would deal with the Academy of Film. If the backstage boss of the club wanted to attack the Academy of Film, although it could cause casualties to ordinary students, it still couldn't deal with the high-level.

These martial artists do not have excellent cultivation techniques, and it is useless to exercise them. A group of people rushed over, and they could only take the initiative to send heads to the teachers of the academy.

But now looking at the cavalry on the opposite side, Bai Zifan suddenly realized that the club has a way to deal with the academy's high-end force.

Riding on a horse, the mobility is greatly improved, making it impossible for high-end force to charge vertically and horizontally, and directly removes the problem of speed.

With the help of horsepower, people can also greatly increase their lethality. Bai Zifan estimated that with the 21 cavalry in front of him, it would not be a problem to kill Chen Wei.

At this time, Chen Wei, who was sitting on the monitor watching the live game, suddenly shuddered.

Ever since Bai Zifan reported the news, the academy has attached great importance to the club. Every time the fighting club holds a match, the academy will send people to watch.

At this time, Chen Wei, who was watching the game, also had the same idea as Bai Zifan. The club already had the strength to threaten the academy's high-end force.

Pulling the collar, Chen Wei muttered, "It's strange, why did I feel a little cold all of a sudden, that bastard is cursing me, hehe, Bai Zifan is in trouble this time, 21 cavalry, killing Bai Zifan, I guess it won't work Problem."

In a box, the owner of the club, Du Yuliang, stood respectfully beside a man in a white suit like a handyman.

There is nothing strange about the white suit. If it weren't for Du Yuliang's foil, many people would think that he is just an ordinary person.

However, a sword mark on his forehead let people know that this is a man with a story. If the sword mark was deeper, his head would definitely be pierced. Now there is no way to pretend to be aggressive in front of Du Yuliang.

Looking at the cavalry on the field, the white suit said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, it's only been half a year, and you are already looking good, Du Yuliang, you are doing very well, better than other clubs, I will report when I go back , you just wait for the reward."

Hearing Bai Suit's words, Du Yuliang couldn't help being happy, and said hastily, "It's all the envoys who are well-guided."

"There is no sincerity in the flattery. When did I guide it? Well, stop talking nonsense and let them move. I want to see if these martial artists are really capable, or are they superficial."

Du Yuliang knew that the real time of the test had come, so he didn't talk nonsense, so he immediately asked his subordinates to give orders.

After seeing the signal, the martial artists on the field immediately tightened their reins and rushed towards the opposite side.

When the horses were running, the sound of horseshoes resounded throughout the arena, and even the ground began to shake. A group of pig teammates started to get scared before they even fought each other.

Turning his head to look at the performance of the trash behind him, the bald Thunder God cursed, and rushed forward with a hammer in his hand.

He also knew that if he didn't do something at this time, his morale would collapse, and he would just wait to be slaughtered.

With a roar, the bald thunder god raised the hammer in his hand and smashed it directly at the head of a horse under the crotch of a martial artist.

(End of this chapter)