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Chapter 448 Kid, I'm going to tear you apart

Turning his head, Zhao Mu's eyes widened when he saw what Linglong and the others had bought.

It is indeed true. No matter what era you are in, women and children are the best earners.

If you don’t believe me, just look at it. I bought a lot of delicious food. After buying so much, can I really finish it all?

"Hey, Master."

"You are so awesome, I can only shout out my admiration.

Come on, let’s go over and watch the competition.”

"It's the young master."

The group of people rushed straight towards the arena, and when they arrived at the arena, just like the previous few days, there was already a sea of ​​people.

Everyone gathered together and began to wait quietly.

As the soldiers from Datang came out, they began to announce that today's competition had officially begun.

The Tubo group also rushed over and watched quietly, while everyone murmured quietly.

Even he, that Tubo man, I don’t know if anyone can subdue this person today?

"Hey, who knows, I hope someone can stand up and kill him this time.

Otherwise, I feel that this time, our Tang Dynasty will really be embarrassed."

"Yes, yes."

The people around him murmured quietly.

"Master, it's that guy, that guy is a Tibetan, and he came to our Datang to fight with our soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

They beat our Tang Dynasty soldiers to death and injured several others.

Our Zhuangzi guards were also defeated by this man."

After hearing what Linglong said, Zhao Mu raised his head and glanced at him again.

Not to mention, looking at his strong appearance and physique, in this era of cold weapons, he is more than enough to fight against ten.

"Master, please don't underestimate him so much. Don't look at him as tall and strong as a fool.

But this man is quite strong and has a very flexible mind.

I thought he was just a stupid guy before, but who knew he was so smart and knew how to dodge and sneak attacks!"

Ha ha ha ha.

Zhao Mu laughed.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were not as strong as others.

In fact, Zhao Mu also understood very well when a situation like this occurred.

The Tubo people are located in the plateau area, and their people, like the Turks, do not cultivate much.

Therefore, they eat more meat and have developed animal husbandry.

In addition, the living environment is very harsh, and the energy required is extremely huge.

Eat meat, be strong, and both sides are one-on-one in this equal situation. It would be strange if the Tang Dynasty could win.

"Tubo envoys, are you ready this time?"

"Generals of the Tang Dynasty, we are ready!"

"Now that you are ready, please go ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, he said the word "please", and the two sides began to arrange for the soldiers to go to the ring to compete.

The two walked onto the ring, glanced at each other, and then the two-shot battle began.

Crackling, crackling.

Just when everyone thought they could hold on for an hour or two at least this time.

As a result, in less than a few breaths, the soldiers on Datang's side were kicked down by him.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Mu was stunned.

I couldn't help but almost spit out what I had just eaten.

"Guys, are you kidding me?

In just a few moments, the Tubo people won the battle?"

The Tang soldier who was knocked to the ground clutched his chest, and several other soldiers quickly took him aside for treatment.

Seeing this scene, not to mention Zhao Mu, even the people were shocked.

How come you can't even hold on for a few breaths? Isn't this too much?

Apart from them, even the Tubo man was stunned for a moment.

This time, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty seemed to have no resistance at all. Could it be that they knew that they were no match for the Tibetan people, so why not just give in?

After thinking for a moment, this was the only possibility.

Seeing this scene, I shook my head helplessly. Alas, I didn't expect that these Central Plains people would give up in the end?

He turned around and glanced at their General of the Tang Dynasty.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty waved their hands. They already knew all this and did not say anything more.

But they were also very confused about this. After all, this was an order arranged by His Majesty. They would follow His Majesty's instructions.

Then he turned around, looked at everyone, and asked.

"I don't know, everyone, are there any talented people in the Tang Dynasty who want to come up and compete with the Tubo people?"

Then after asking, he looked up at everyone, but there was no one.

Then he started asking again.

"I wonder which capable stranger will step forward to fight to the death with the Tubo people?"

"Master, it seems it's your turn to take the stage."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Mu felt helpless.

Why does it feel like this is just waiting for you to come and fight with it, a special arrangement?

As he spoke, he handed the things to Linglong.

"You take it first, I'll come as soon as I can!"

"Come on, Master!"

Zhao Mu stepped forward and walked to the front.

Until he arrived in front of the ring, he walked up step by step, and for a while the people below began to discuss in low voices.

"What did that person do up there?

Yes, look at that guy’s young age, not even half as tall as someone else’s head, what are you going to do here, is he going to die?”

When the other soldiers saw this scene, they also frowned inwardly.

It is said that the person arranged by His Majesty is called Mr. Zhao. Of course, everyone has heard of Mr. Zhao and has even been to his pharmacy.

But no one has ever seen what Mr. Zhao really looks like. They only know that he is very young.

Could it be that this is Mr. Zhao who was sent here by His Majesty? He is too young. Are you sure that Your Majesty did not send him here to die?

Chirgulu, chirpgulu.

When the Tubo people in the arena saw this scene, they started muttering to one another.

Before Lu Dongzan could translate, Zhao Mu had already babbled out the words!

"How come you kid can speak our Tubo dialect? Are you from Tibet?"

"I am definitely not from Tibet, I am from Tang Dynasty.

Isn’t it strange that you only know Tubo dialect?

I heard that you are very arrogant, so I came here today to deal with you severely.

Remember, today next year will be your death anniversary!"

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

"Tubo envoy, what are they two talking about?"

Before Lu Dongzan could say anything, Zhao Mu turned around and translated the conversation between the two of them.

When everyone heard this, they shouted loudly.

Unexpectedly, there are such young people in the Central Plains who actually understand their Tubo language.

Seeing that this young man knows so much at such a young age?

Is this the person arranged by the Holy Spirit today?

Looking at him like this, at such a young age, you didn’t expect him to know so much?

I just saw that this young man is too young for his age.

In addition, these two people, whether it is height, weight, or all aspects, they feel that they are not on the same level at all.

Is it possible that this young master cannot be carried even in someone else's hands?

But since His Majesty has already said so, then this young master must have his own merits.

For a while, everyone could only use this statement to comfort themselves.

"I wonder what your surname is, this young master, and where he lives?"

"Generals, there is no need for me to say these names. As a person from the Tang Dynasty, I feel very uncomfortable when these surrounding foreign races come to show off their power in our Tang Dynasty.

I also ask you generals to tell this little Tibetan boy.

The reason why I didn't come over to deal with these Tubo children before was not because I was afraid of them.

It's because of the news I just got today, that this little Tibetan boy came to provoke me in the Tang Dynasty.

Otherwise, I would have taken action and killed them long ago.

We won’t let them show off their power these days.”

For a moment, everyone around him cheered again.

Let’s not talk about whether this thing can be successful or not, let’s not talk about whether it can be won.

But they can't lose the momentum of the Tang Dynasty, just cheer.

"Hahahaha, interesting, interesting.

Originally, I didn't want to argue with a little kid like you.

But this time, you kid succeeded in irritating me.

Prime Minister, I will tear this boy to pieces."

Hearing this, Lu Dongzan smiled slightly, nodded, and turned around to look at the Tang generals around him.

"Generals of the Tang Dynasty, although this is just a competition, life or death of both sides does not matter.

But everyone, are you sure you want to let this young man go up?

If you all want this young master to go forward, then the battle will begin?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Several generals nodded.

"Tibetan envoy, let's start the war."

Then he turned around and looked at Zhao Mu.

"Master, I wonder if this battle is okay?"

Zhao Mu waved his hand and said he could fight anytime and anywhere.

Okay, in that case, the competition officially begins.

"Boy, you succeeded in irritating me. I won't tear you into two pieces this time."

As they spoke, the two looked at each other, and the fight between the two officially began!

"Come on, young master, come on, young master."

Linglong below stood aside and started shouting.

The other guards in Zhuangzi also shouted.

"Mr. Zhao, you must work hard!"

Several people around him shook their heads secretly when they saw this scene.

Although they also hope to win this battle, sometimes, there are some things that they cannot stop.

The first premise is that you must have such ability.

Everyone closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch the next battle!

It's just that when everyone closed their eyes and couldn't bear to watch directly, the screams they thought didn't come from the ring.

Everyone began to open their eyes and watched this scene quietly, stunned for a moment.

Is there such an operation?

Goodbye to the Tubo man, I kept thinking about a quick charge.

But the young man above them kept dodging and dodging.

It is completely impossible for the Tubo people to catch anyone.

Seeing everything in front of them, everyone was completely shocked. After all, this fight was too impressive, wasn't it?

"Boy, do you dare to stop running and stand there while we charge face to face?"

"Face-to-face charge, why should I face you?"

Zhao Mu glanced at him disdainfully. How could a Tubo kid still want to face-to-face with him?

It's really interesting.

She just glanced at him, shook her head, and ignored him, but continued to dodge!

"Boy, you are looking for death. You are looking for death. Do you dare not to run away, but to stand there honestly and have a good fight with me?

Don’t you people from the Central Plains like to take it directly?

Why are you dodging all the time now?"

However, in the face of the provocation of the Tubo people, Zhao Mu still did not fight against them.

Instead, he continued to dodge quickly. Everyone laughed when they saw this scene.

Why didn't you think of that at the time?

Maybe what they mean is that by constantly dodging, the person is knocked unconscious and has no strength left. In the end, will Datang win?

While talking, everyone shouted that the Tang Dynasty must win, the Tang Dynasty must win.

Then his eyes were fixed on the Tubo man again.

This time I, Datang, will definitely win.

I gather.

Having said that, everyone was shocked when they saw all this, and the soldiers on the side also showed shocked expressions.

Mr. Zhao, what kind of fighting style is this?

Could it be called an escape strategy?


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