"Six years is too long! I would say two years is too long, why not change it to one year!" General Zhou sat on the ground to pay back the money.
"For those with the surname Zhou, I set the rules."
"Listen to me. If you can't grasp such a big rule, you'd better let me do it."
"Zhou Datou!" the other party yelled angrily.
"Hei old ghost!"
Woo.
The two generals' eyes met in the air, without giving in to each other, and their momentum collided!
It was as if two invisible giant waves collided together.
The guards on both sides felt the killing intent coming towards them, and their hearts trembled, and they were slightly restless.
Tang Wen felt the momentum rising out of thin air and was frightened.
With this kind of strength, if he were to attack himself, he might not be able to withstand even one move.
Their momentum is much more terrifying than that of Silver Wolf.
"Zhou Datou, you can't be the master, you can go back and ask your flame girl now!"
"Hei Laogui, you should go back and tell your godfather directly. This is impossible! Don't even think about it!"
"..."
"I'll take a step back, five and a half years!"
"Okay, I'll give in, two years and one day!"
"Fuck your mother! Zhou Datou, what do you call Rang?"
"What the hell?"
Debate and bargaining.
Until noon, the reason was not discussed.
Tang Wen listened with great interest. It turned out that Commander Zhao and General Zhou, who were such serious people in the camp, turned out to be nothing more than sluts.
In order to fight for interests, he will say anything.
It's no problem to curse like a shrew.
"Hei old ghost! I'm hungry. When you go back to eat cold food, think carefully with your wooden heads. We dare to agree to it in 6 years. Do you dare to believe it?"
The two camps are located in an area that can freeze to death in winter.
If we can't get coal for 6 years, we will definitely start fighting.
"Humph!" As a general, Black Mountain Ghost naturally understands this truth.
He rode forward and came to a position between the two armies.
General Zhou also rode over slowly.
The two opened and closed their lips slightly and discussed silently.
Someone in the hunting team looked puzzled.
A captain explained: "Secret voice transmission, no matter how close others are, they can't hear what is being said. It is a skill that can only be mastered by general-level strength."
Secret voice transmission.
There were expressions of admiration or yearning in the eyes of the guards.
Tang Wen was silently calculating in his mind. The warriors were hunting guards, the warriors were the hunting captains, and the warriors were the hunting camp leaders.
So general, what is your state?
Are there great martial masters, martial kings, martial emperors, martial masters, and martial emperors behind the martial arts masters?
"Then three and a half years! I want the stuff now!"
Suddenly, General Zhou spoke with a sonorous tone, interrupting Tang Wen's random thoughts.
thing?
what?
"Bring it up." Hei Laogui ordered.
A stone-like object covered with black cloth was carried out by people from the Black Mountain camp.
"Commander Li, come here."
General Zhou didn't look at it and named a commander to come forward.
"Zhou Datou, you are still so timid." The old black ghost smiled mockingly.
Commander Li strode forward, uncovered the black cloth on the stone slab, and pondered for a while.
He waved and called two more captains over, and the three of them studied together.
The three of them watched for a while, lowering their heads and discussing something.
The hunting team guard was curious.
Everyone guessed what it was.
I saw one of the captains posing in a posture of striding into silence.
Only then did Tang Wen realize that what was on the stone slab might be a visualization diagram.
After a while, Commander Li said to General Zhou: "I'm a little unsure. Here are a few more people. Zhou Bing, come here."
Zhou Bing obviously guessed it, and turned around and gave Tang Wen a wink, gesturing for him to follow.
Eleven captains have arrived.
Everyone has practiced Kaishan Paoquan, and you can tell at a glance that what is carved on the stone slab is a "visualization picture".
No one said a word, everyone made eye contact and frowned in unison, as if they were facing some problem, and their faces were full of doubts.
In fact, even Tang Wen, a person who has only practiced boxing for one day, can confirm that this thing is indeed a "cannon boxing visualization chart".
And it is part of the core power visualization map.
But Commander Li and the captains pretended to read the wordless bible again.
Tang Wen looked intently and saw in the visualization picture: the fire light dispersed and the mountain swayed, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.
The content ends here, very short.
This section should be connected in the Cannon Fist visualization diagram, after the fireball explodes and before the mountain collapses.
But he still wondered, what was the meaning of this scene?
He squinted his eyes, stood still, and visualized it over and over in his mind.
At this time, Commander Li began to say to himself: "This visualization is specious. What is going on?"
A quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed, and as it passed noon, an hour passed.
The people in the Black Mountain Camp finally came to their senses!
The old ghost Hei said angrily: "Zhou Datou! You guys are taking advantage of me and you have no shame! Why are you practicing here? Hurry up and agree to my conditions! Otherwise, I will kill you today!"
"Noisy!" General Zhou glanced at him: "If you don't practice, how can you know the truth? You're going to kill me, come on! Do you think I'm scared?"
The old black ghost's eyes were red, and his hands were covered with black mist.
General Zhou smiled coldly, and the surrounding air suddenly became hot.
When the guards saw this, they each clenched their weapons.
After a few minutes of confrontation, the old man Hei Gui squeezed out a sentence from his back teeth: "Okay! Please tell me a time and when will I have an accurate message?"
"It will take another three hours or so."
"Bah! You really have the gall to say it, half an hour at most."
The two generals exchanged words for a while, and the Flame Camp had an extra hour to distinguish themselves.
People from the Black Mountain Camp, step back and rest.
The hunting camp fell back as well.
More and more people gathered in front of the visualization picture, but it was still orderly.
Except for the 11 captains, those like Tang Wen who successfully entered the quiet world.
The rest of the people only had five minutes to observe.
For five minutes, unless you are extremely talented, you can only look familiar.
People around him left one after another. Tang Wen opened his eyes and found a clue, but not much.
He guessed that even with this part in front of him, the visualization picture of Kaishan Paoquan might still be incomplete.
But this passage gave him great inspiration.
Let him realize that besides explosive power, what is the other strength of Kaishan Pao Fist.
It is Zhenjin, or in other words, shock, shock, and fist shaking.
Bombing will cause shock, as anyone who has watched serious anti-war movies knows.
However, knowing that Gui Gui knew how to display it, Tang Wen was also at a loss.
After finishing lunch in batches, an hour passed quickly.
General Zhou accepted the visualization chart and formally agreed to the other party's conditions:
First, only people under the age of 24 will be allowed to play in this competition.
Second, if someone can beat six and directly win the game, then the winner will have the mining rights of the coal mine for three and a half years.
In the hunting camp, there is one hour of selection time.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two sides started fighting on time.
In a secluded area of the coal mining area, Commander Zhao had trouble selecting people. Among the one or two hundred people who came, many were under the age of 24.
But there are not enough captains under the age of 24 to collect six.
There are only 5 people at full capacity.
You must know that practicing martial arts is not as early as possible. If a child's physique, knowledge, and spirit are not up to it, it is okay to lay the basics. However, advanced martial arts such as visualization diagrams cannot be practiced at all.
The martial arts disciples in the inner city martial arts hall are all around fifteen years old.
Most of them are almost 20 years old when they become first-class martial arts disciples.
Most people will be stuck in the martial arts stage for many years.
If you can break through the martial arts before the age of 25, you will be considered an elite.
Now 23, Zhou Bing, who has the strength of a peak warrior and a half-step martial artist, is a genius in everyone's eyes.
"Martial artists under the age of 24 who are confident in their own strength. Come out!"
Commander Zhao shouted loudly.
Step, step, step
Four people stood up.
Tang Wen took a look and saw two acquaintances.
The second place in the selection of the hunting team, the spearman An Lei, and the third place, the big man Zhang Lin.
The other two people should be old hunting team members.
Before anyone else said anything, Zhou Bing looked over and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Tang Wen, why are you stunned? Stand up!"
Everyone turned around.
Commander Zhao said in a deep voice: "Captain Zhou, what do you think of him? In this competition, I will be the first to say something ugly. We can lose, but we cannot let them win six consecutive games!"
Commander Zhao is not an impractical person, and the Black Mountain Ghost did not hesitate to bring out visualization diagrams to get his side to agree to their rules for the competition.
Thinking with your toes, you can tell that the opponent is absolutely confident and is bound to win this competition.
Looking at Tang Wen and the others, Commander Zhao said directly: "Time is running out, you guys, let me see what moves you each make!"
