I am not Song Qinzong

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, Chen Zhenpeng came out and said: "Brother Xian, please, wait for the younger brother to change his weapons."

The advantage of the sword and shield against the wooden stick is too great, and Chen Zhenpeng is not willing to take advantage of it.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Tong said, "We each use the weapon in our preferred hand, so that we can see where the problem lies."

Chen Zhenpeng thought for a while and said "OK".

According to his own habits, Chen Zhenpeng half squatted on the side shield to protect his upper body, with the knife in his right hand in front of the shield, ready to explode at any time.

Zhou Yunqing shook a flower stick and asked: "Brother Xian, have you prepared it properly?"

"Come on!" Chen Zhenpeng said in a deep voice.

"Brother Xian, be careful!"

After mentioning a word, Zhou Yunqing stabbed out with a stick.

Extremely fast, heading towards the shield.

Chen Zhenpeng didn't move, he just adjusted the shield, and wanted to take this blow.

Both of them came from the army formation.

The battlefield is neatly arranged, and there is no space to dodge and move, only head-to-head.

Zhao Huan originally thought that he would stab the shield with a stick, but it was just as good, and if there were more than ten hits, the winner would not be able to tell the difference.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yunqing suddenly lowered the stick, hitting Chen Zhenpeng's calf.

With a soft sound, Chen Zhenpeng staggered.

Fortunately, he withdrew his strength, otherwise his bones would definitely be broken.

Taking advantage of his unsteady figure and the middle door was wide open, Zhou Yunqing followed up with a stick, and it stopped firmly at the door in front of Chen Zhenpeng.

"Using the strengths to control the weaknesses, the victory is not martial, don't blame the virtuous brother." Zhou Yunqing folded his stick and cupped his hands.

Chen Zhenpeng smiled wryly, and said: "Brother Xian is so capable, I am not as good as you."

Next to him, Zhou Tong pointed out: "On the battlefield, those who can stab the legs and feet must be the ones who break the formation. It is inevitable that the sword and shield will suffer. Let's give pointers after watching other people."

"Thank you teacher." Chen Zhenpeng returned.

Zhan Tianshen stepped forward holding a spear.

The two stood facing each other with a distance of more than ten steps.

Swish, Zhan Tianshen raised his spear in front of him, and said: "Brother Xian, a sword has no eyes, do you want to change the stick?"

"It's okay, just use it." Zhou Tong interjected.

Zhan Tianshen stopped hesitating and took small steps forward.

He is a veteran in the army, and he has killed 30 people with a gun in his hand, and his ability is not weak.

Zhou Yunqing also approached slowly with a serious face.

With no armor on his body, the sharp spear tip flickering with cold light made him dare not neglect.

Not a moment later, the two reached a distance of two feet, and the spears and sticks had already intersected.

Zhan Tianshen let out a loud shout, accelerated suddenly, and thrust out the spear at the same time.

The speed was so fast that Zhao Huan never turned his eyes away, nor could he see the details clearly.

Bang~ The guns and sticks collided, making a crisp sound.

Taking advantage of Zhan Tianshen's unsteady figure, Zhou Yunqing quickly fired his gun, and before everyone could react, the long stick was already in front of his face.

"Zhiping's strong martial arts really opened my eyes." Zhao Huan sighed.

Zhou Tong stroking his beard and smiling, said: "Your Highness praised me a lot, because a dog is talented, he can be a lieutenant general, but he is not suitable to lead an army alone.

Insufficient martial arts is actually not a big hindrance, but he is too pedantic, and it is okay to follow orders, and leading the army alone will definitely fail. "

Fuck, is this still lack of martial arts?Zhao Huan was surprised.

Then Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and other powerful generals, what should they look like?

I'm afraid it's not going to heaven.

Thus, the prince secretly drooled.

In the arena, Bingchen has already stepped out.

The two-stone strong bow in his hand is very powerful, so the head of the arrow is removed to prevent accidental injury.

Zhou Yunqing also changed his rattan brand single-handedly, ready to fight.

"Brother Xian, please!"

Just a word, Bingchen opened his bow and set his arrows.

"Please!"

After replying, Zhou Yunqing protected the roof with a card and rushed forward at top speed.

huh~

An arrow flew out.

Like a phantom, Zhao Huan couldn't see the arrow clearly at all, he only felt that a white line was approaching Zhou Yunqing.

Zhou Yunqing looked at the right time, and only swiped the single sword, directly flying the feather arrow.

Great!

Watching it live was more shocking than watching it on TV, which really surprised Zhao Huan inexplicably.

At this moment, the second arrow was approaching again, Zhou Yunqing avoided it with a sideways step, and continued to move forward quickly.

Phew~ The shield blocked the third arrow, the fourth arrow was pushed aside, and when the fifth arrow landed, Zhou Yunqing was already within ten steps.

Bing Chen resolutely discarded his bow and arrows, and was about to draw his waist knife in his hand.

"If the cavalry charge, they will only have three arrows before the battle, and the infantry will spend more time in the battle, but only seven or eight times."

Explaining a sentence, Zhou Tong said again: "These three people are talented, and they work hard, it is not difficult to surpass the dog."