Li Zhen asked calmly: "Mr. Huang Qian, what are you dissatisfied with?"
Huang Hulong walked on tiger steps, stepped onto the ring in three or two steps, straightened his chest, and said disdainfully: "Master Li fought with Huang Hu. The first time he tripped Huang Hu by cleverness and won. The second time, he ostensibly agreed to fight Huang Hu.
He fought hard, but unexpectedly hit Huang Hu's armpit, which made Huang Hu's right hand weak and unable to fight anymore. In the final analysis, Mr. Li defeated Huang Hu twice, both by coincidence and not considered a hero. If Mr. Li had the ability to defeat Huang Hu,
I, Huang, am convinced."
Huang Hu stood in the crowd and shook his head gently. He was the person involved and knew how powerful Li Zhen was.
Only he himself understands the feeling.
Li Zhen's expression became stern and he stared at Huang Shihai, silent.
Huang Shihai sneered and said, "Master Li, do you have nothing to say?"
"Hahaha……"
Li Zhen suddenly laughed loudly, which puzzled Huang Shihai. Even the soldiers around the ring were confused. Huang Shihai looked ugly and said in a deep voice: "Master Li, what are you laughing at?"
Li Zhen said: "Mr. Huang Qian's analysis was correct. I caught the gap exposed by Huang Hu and succeeded with another strike."
Huang Shihai was as energetic as a fighting cock and asked loudly: "If that's the case, why are you laughing?"
There was a look of contempt in Li Zhen's eyes and he said: "I laugh at you. You are the commander of a battalion. You have the lives of more than a thousand soldiers in your hands, but you are too stupid and naive. I don't know if your head has been burned by the sun."
"Wow!"
There was a commotion around the ring, and many soldiers shouted loudly that they wanted to beat Li Zhen.
Huang Shihai frowned and looked very unhappy.
Li Zhen chuckled twice and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Huang Qian, when you and I entered the camp, we heard the general in the camp say something, saying that soldiers in the camp should sweat more during training. On the battlefield,
Only then can we bleed less.”
Huang Shihai said: "Yes, there is indeed such a saying."
Li Zhen said with a smile: "For me, the first purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body, and the second is to kill the enemy on the battlefield. I believe that the soldiers in the camp practice martial arts to kill the enemy and to bleed less on the battlefield.
This is a skill to win and a means to save life. If you want to save your life on the battlefield, you must pay attention to skills so that you can kill more enemies."
After a pause, Li Zhen continued: "The fight between me and Huang Hu is not a child's play, it is a no-holds-barred contest. No matter what method is used, winning is the goal. If Huang Hu shows his neutral position, I will not let it go."
, so he won, and Huang Hu lost. If you say I am being tricky, I can only say that you are too stupid and naive."
Huang Shihai's face turned livid for a while, flushed for a while, and kept changing.
He understood that Li Zhen's words were right, but he wanted to refute but couldn't find the words.
Huang Shihai took a deep breath, rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that he could no longer argue with Li Zhen. He finally understood that he was a big boss and could not win against Li Zhen.
When the conversation changed, Huang Shihai shouted: "Bring the gun!"
After a while, a soldier came over with a large gun made of white wax as thick as an oval and handed it to Huang Shihai.
Li Zhen looked at Huang Shihai's weapons and frowned.
In his previous life, he was a sniper in the army. He dabbled in many subjects and was proficient in martial arts. In addition to unarmed combat, Li Zhen's weapons include sniper rifles for long-range shooting and three-edged spikes for close-quarters shooting. The only one he has never been exposed to is
Weapons such as broadswords and swords. After all, such weapons are not practical and difficult to carry.
It would be difficult for Li Zhen to benefit from a weapons competition with Huang Shihai.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Huang Shihai's eyes widened in anger, like a glaring Vajra, and he took three steps in a row.
Every step made the arena tremble.
Huang Shihai stopped one foot away from Li Zhen and said in a deep voice: "Master Li is very skilled in martial arts. Huang Shihai wants to ask for advice from you." As he spoke, Huang Shihai pointed to the weapon rack under the ring and said in a deep voice: "
There are eighteen kinds of weapons such as sledgehammers, long knives, wooden sticks, and giant axes placed below for you to choose. As long as you defeat Huang, everything will be fine."
Huang Shihai raised his gun and then suddenly fell down.
"boom!"
The goose egg-thick white wax rod hit the ground of the ring, making a muffled sound that made the ring tremble. Looking carefully, there were cracks on the ground where the end of the gun rod hit.
Li Zhen looked solemn, understanding that Huang Shihai was a real master.
He frowned and kept thinking in his mind.
Huang Shihai stood calmly on the ring, but he had a mountain-like momentum when he was calm, which was completely different from the situation when he just spoke. People like Huang Shihai have dull speech and don't talk much, but they are a martial arts master. Li Zhenzhan
Directly opposite Huang Shihai, I felt extremely depressed, as if what I saw in front of me was not a person, but a majestic mountain.
Li Zhen thought about it for a while, but came to the conclusion that he had no chance of winning. What was even more frightening was that Li Zhen felt that he was being targeted by Huang Shihai, and would be stabbed by a spear whenever he made a move.
"Hi! His!"
Li Zhen took a few breaths of cold air, feeling extremely difficult.
He turned his brain and thought of ways to deal with it. Huang Shihai was a master, and even ten yellow tigers couldn't defeat Huang Shihai. Li Zhen also had martial arts, but he would definitely lose in a weapons competition with Huang Shihai, so Li Zhen couldn't take action. Once defeated by Huang Shihai, the camp would be defeated.
If the soldiers in the army refused to accept it, they completely lost the chance to conquer Huang Shihai.
Seeing that Li Zhen was silent, Huang Shihai said again: "Eighteen kinds of weapons are listed below, please choose."
Li Zhen suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Huang Qian, my weapon is a gun."
"It's great that Mr. Li's weapon is actually a big gun. Since Huang's debut, he has never met an opponent in his marksmanship. Sir, he knows how to use a big gun, so it's a good time to learn from each other." Huang Shihai raised his brows, his face showing
He smiled, waved his hand and said: "Come here, prepare a fine gun for Mr. Li."
"Wait!"
Li Zhen stretched out his hand to stop him, shook his head and said: "Mr. Huang Qian, the gun on the weapon rack is not suitable. I have a special gun. Just send someone to get it from General Wu's camp." Li Zhen brought the sniper rifle to Huang Shihai.
discussed matters in the camp, and then left together with Huang Shihai. He did not take the sniper rifle with him and stayed in Huang Shihai's camp.
Huang Shihai ordered: "Huang Hu, go to Wu Qigong's camp and bring Master Li's gun."
"I humbly obey my orders!"
Huang Hu clasped his fists in response and left quickly.
After a while, Huang Hu ran back, but the look on his face was very strange. The gun Huang Hu held in his hand was not a cold weapon such as a knife, gun, stick, stick, etc. It was a sniper rifle modified by Li Zhen. Such a gun is used
Come to shoot, it is not convenient to compete with each other. Huang Hu looked puzzled, but obediently handed the sniper rifle to Li Zhen's hand.
The soldiers around the ring were all staring at Li Zhen, with strange expressions on their faces.
A soldier pulled Huang Hu over and asked, "Huzi, are you right?"
Huang Hu said loudly: "There is absolutely nothing wrong, it is this shotgun. When I got the shotgun, I felt it was unreasonable. I also asked Wu Qigong, but Wu Qigong said that it was Mr. Li's weapon."
The soldiers discussed privately and chattered non-stop.
Huang Shihai's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his rough cheeks tightened, which was extremely scary. He stared at Li Zhen, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and said: "Li Zhen, I will have a fair fight with you, but you actually asked Huang Hu to find
You got a shotgun. Are you going to fight me with a shotgun? Are you looking down on Huang, or are you deliberately playing tricks on Huang?"
At this moment, Huang Shihai looked like a wounded tiger, exuding cold murderous intent.