The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

"This Zhao Xiong is really reckless."

Jiang Ming touched his nose and smiled embarrassingly.

"Don't talk too much, it's the little white face in your mouth that killed the silver-level demon."

On the side, Baili Shouyan couldn't bear to watch anymore, so he spoke quietly.

"Bronze kills the silver demon in one hit? It's absolutely impossible! Even if you want to lie to me, you have to make up a better reason."

Zhao Xiong said with a snort.

Not only Zhao Xiong, everyone present laughed.

It's a joke to kill a silver-level monster with a single strike of bronze, only a fool would believe it.

"Boy, do you dare to compete with me? If you win, I will admit your position as lieutenant general. If you lose, get out of the Great Wall!"

Zhao Xiong looked at Jiang Ming provocatively and said.

"Okay, anyway, strength can't deceive people."

Jiang Ming touched his nose and accepted Zhao Xiong's challenge.

For an extremely stubborn person like Zhao Xiong, there is only one way, and that is to subdue him.

"Everyone has heard it, but don't go back on your word!"

Zhao Xiong clenched his fist, his eyes extremely confident.

Now he just wants to teach the little boy in front of him a hard lesson, and let Hua Mulan know that he is the most capable person to serve as the lieutenant general.

Chapter 6: Thunderbolt

Guarding the army camp, many soldiers formed a circle.

In the center of the crowd, Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiong were standing opposite each other, their duel was about to start.

Zhao Xiong's upper body is bare, his arms are almost as thick as the thighs of ordinary people, and two hammers weighing tens of kilograms are like toys in his hands.

On the other hand, Jiang Ming was a head shorter than Zhao Xiong. He was not thin, but he could only be said to be well-proportioned. He was not 01:30 worse than Zhao Xiong.

"Who do you think will win?"

There were whispers around.

"Is there even a need to ask? You can see it all. Captain Zhao has a physique that can kill a cow with a bare-handed punch. Do you think Jiang Ming can stand his hammer?"

"I heard that Jiang Ming is extremely talented. I think he still has a chance to win."

"No matter how talented Jiang Ming is, he is only a bronze. I bet on Xiaowei Zhao to win. If you don't agree, let's open a bet. I bet ten taels of silver to bet on Xiaowei Zhao to win."

"I bet five taels on Captain Zhao to win."

"I bet 20 taels to bet that Captain Zhao will win."

One soldier suggested a bet, and the others placed their bets.

"Okay, you guys, actually set up a bet secretly."

Baili Shouyue suddenly appeared, with a teasing tone and a smirk on his handsome face.

Gambling is prohibited in the army, and military pay will be deducted if caught.

"Lieutenant General Baili, we're just talking, we didn't really gamble, please don't tell General Hua."

A soldier said with a bitter face.

Baili Shouyue didn't speak, but looked at the betting list in the soldier's hand.

The bet on Zhao Xiong won more than 300 taels, while the bet on Jiang Ming won none.

So pitiful.

Rolling his eyes, Baili Shouyue showed an expression of interest.

"How do you open the market when you are all-in? How about this, I will offer 100 taels and bet on Jiang Ming to win."

The soldiers were stunned when they heard the words, and for a while they couldn't tell whether he was serious or joking.

"What are you doing in a daze, add it to me!"

"Yes, Lieutenant General Baili bet 100 taels on Jiang Ming to win, it's finished."

Seeing his name appear on the list with his own eyes, Baili Shouyue nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at Jiang Ming.

Eyes narrowed.

"Jiang Ming, this is all my net worth, don't let me down."

the center of the crowd.

Looking at the thin Jiang Ming, Zhao Xiong was full of confidence.

As long as he can defeat Jiang Ming in full view, the position of lieutenant general will definitely be his.

"Little boy, are you ready to be beaten?"

Shaking the hammer in his hand, Zhao Xiong said arrogantly.

"It's not sure who beats who. Captain Zhao, don't be overconfident."

Jiang Ming's tone was flat, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He is absolutely sure that he can defeat Zhao Xiong.

He can even kill Zhao Xiong with one move as long as he is willing.

But the two are colleagues after all, and they can't see each other when they look down.

Jiang Ming thought it was better to save some face for Zhao Xiong, so that he would not lose too badly.

"Stop playing tricks on me, watch the hammer!"

Zhao Xiong took the lead, and two hammers whizzed towards Jiang Ming.

Seeing the terrifying aura, the soldiers around couldn't help sweating for Jiang Ming.

boom!