"King Qin, please calm down!"
"Actually, General Yang Huai's martial arts and commanding abilities are quite impressive!"
Seeing how angry Liu Zhang was, Xun You could only say a few words of kindness to Yang Huai.
Yang Huai was an old minister and had joined Liu Zhang's camp since he captured Yizhou.
Secondly, his martial arts skills are really not very bad, otherwise he would not be selected to participate in the martial arts competition.
As for the commander-in-chief ability mentioned by Xun You, he has indeed made some achievements.
Furthermore, Yang Huai was from a wealthy family in Yizhou and had certain influence.
If Liu Zhang was severely punished because of a mistake, it would inevitably be a bit chilling.
Liu Zhang pondered for a moment and finally nodded.
"Gongda, if you hadn't begged for mercy, I would never have spared this waste!"
Liu Zhang really didn't mean to say harsh words.
The moment Yang Huai was instantly killed by Ling Tong, he really thought about telling him to pack up and get out.
How could he become such a waste when he used to be on the battlefield?
Fortunately, reason slowly overcame anger.
If nothing else, at least in terms of commanding troops, Yang Huai still has merit.
"King Qin, even a thousand-mile horse may stumble. Maybe General Yang Huai has other reasons."
"Hmm...maybe."
Liu Zhang was too lazy to mention Yang Huai again, and gently waved his hand, indicating that he could use this to expose him.
It can only be said that fortunately, Yang Huai was not the one he expected, and he had already determined that Yang Huai would be eliminated.
Otherwise Liu Zhang would have been pissed to death.
Woohoo. . .
Just then, the horn sounded again.
A flash of shining silver flashed in the battle area.
It is the silver robe and silver armor, the golden horse is the best.
Guan Ping on the opposite side was also unambiguous. He was dressed in black armor, holding a sword at an angle, and slowly stepped into the battle area.
The fourth group regional match is the second game of the loser group and the eighth game of the entire loser group.
Ma Chao versus Guan Ping!
This is the key battle that Liu Zhang pays most attention to, and it is also a battle without any suspense.
However, after experiencing Yang Huai's fiasco, Liu Zhang became a little worried.
Although I was determined that Ma Chao would not make any deviations, I still couldn't help but feel worried.
Jia Xu on the side couldn't help but asked softly when he saw that Liu Zhang's brows had not relaxed.
"King Qin, are you worried about General Ma?"
Liu Zhang stared straight ahead thoughtfully and had no intention of answering Jia Xu.
On the contrary, Fazheng on the side burst into laughter.
"Jia Shangshu, Meng Qi's martial arts skills are beyond easy reach!"
"Not to mention Guan Ping, even if his father Guan Yu is called out, whether he can beat Meng Qi or not is a matter of debate!"
After passing through the Western Regions, Fazheng had great confidence in Ma Chao!
The scene of Ma Chao galloping through the Western Regions, killing everyone, is extremely unforgettable.
From Fazheng's point of view, taking down the opponent Guan Ping was a piece of cake.
"Well... what Xiao Nao said is absolutely true!"
Liu Zhang nodded and finally spoke.
"Meng Qi's martial arts skills are enough to erase all accidents!"
As soon as Liu Zhang finished speaking, there was movement in the battle area.
It’s not the start of a showdown, but the trash talk time that the drummer has been waiting for!
Ma Chao looked disdainful and pointed his gun at Guan Ping.
"Boy, you dare to participate in the martial arts tournament even if your hair is not even fully grown?"
Guan Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of anger gradually appeared.
"Hmph! Madman! You said that my general's hair has not grown all the way, but has your own hair grown all the way?"
I have to say that this rhetorical question is really just right.
Guan Ping was born in 183 AD, and Ma Chao was born in 176 AD. The two were actually only seven years apart.
If you want to separate the generations in this era, there must be at least a ten-year age gap.
Therefore, if Ma Chao wants to overwhelm Guan Ping with his age, Guan Ping will definitely be dissatisfied.
"Boy, are you looking for death?"
Ma Chao would not coddle Guan Ping and immediately issued a severe threat.
Unfortunately, this deterrent failed to deter Guan Ping at all, but instead attracted ridicule.
"You're such a madman, you actually talk nonsense!"
"If you were really capable, how could you fall into the loser's bracket?"
After hearing this, Ma Chao, who was originally angry, laughed instead.
"Hahaha, I naturally did it on purpose!"
"With your level of martial arts skills, you don't deserve to be here. I'm here to clean up the garbage!"
"Rubbish?"
Guan Ping's expression changed drastically, and he instantly became gloomy.
Who dared to underestimate him so much since he was born?
When the drummer saw this, he was immediately overjoyed.
Finally I saw someone who started a scolding war!
The two of them spoke less than ten sentences in total, but every sentence was full of thorns!
It only makes sense to wait like this!
As expected, Guan Ping refuted it again.
"If this general is rubbish, then what will be defeated at my hands?"
"There are many Qin generals here. Are they worse than trash?"
"you...!"
Ma Chao was caught off guard and froze on the spot, not knowing how to respond.
He really didn't expect Guan Ping to ask such a shameless question.
This scene did not exceed everyone's expectations.
In a competition of words and words, Ma Supernatural is no match for Guan Ping.
Guan Ping was kept by Guan Yu's side since he was a child, and Guan Yu was famous for his love of reading Spring and Autumn Annals.
So under the influence of Guan Yu, Guan Ping will naturally be influenced by it.
Ma Chao grew up in Xiliang since he was a child. In addition to fighting and killing, he just killed and killed.
Not to mention reading, I can’t even recognize the words!
How to get through scolding?
However, Ma Chao was very smart and immediately understood that Guan Ping was no match for a verbal battle, so he immediately changed the subject.
"Boy, if you are wise, get off your horse and admit defeat! Otherwise, you will inevitably suffer physical pain!"
This is because the martial arts tournament stipulates that no one can kill, otherwise Ma Chao would not waste his words.
For him, rushing over and stabbing the opponent to death is the most direct, effective and simple way to deal with it.
"Stop dreaming! What kind of cats and dogs have the nerve to scream here?"
"I would like to advise you, if you don't want to be struck down by a sword, surrender quickly!"
Ma Chao seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and he immediately threw his head up to the sky and laughed.
"Hahaha...!"
"You are just as arrogant and arrogant as your red-faced thief father!"
"You dare to make me surrender with your three-legged cat skills? Even your red-faced thief father, I have never taken it seriously!"
Guan Ping's eyes widened and he suddenly became furious.
His father, Guan Yu, has always been the object of his respect and admiration, and he is also his rival.
Guan Ping would rather be humiliated than to allow others to slander and humiliate Guan Yu.
Ma Chao's words completely ignited the anger in Guan Ping's heart.
At that moment, the sword slashed forward and he let out a loud shout.
"Young pretty boy, don't be so presumptuous!"
"I will teach you a lesson today and let you know what it means to be thick and thin!"
"Be bold!"
The title "little pretty face" also made Ma Chao's expression change immediately.
Ma Chao has a fair face and a short beard, so he is called Jin Ma Chao.
And Guan Ping's words were obviously the greatest humiliation to him.
"Little thief, I will knock you off your horse today, and I will teach your red-faced father a lesson tomorrow!"
The atmosphere instantly reached the point of tenseness, and the drummer finally beat the war drum with satisfaction.
Boom, boom, boom. . .
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