Chapter 67 He, Hu Hai, Must Get All His Face Back!

"Meng Zhi, can you let me call the battle, I want to show this group of people, what is the difference between high and low!"

Hu Hai, whose head had just subsided from swelling, looked at the teenagers opposite, and spoke to Mengzhi with great interest.

The honest man Meng Zhi frowned and was about to refuse.

This time they are in a group competition, and individual wins or losses are meaningless.

But Young Master Gao at the side looked at Zhao Lang and Wang Jian in the stands, and said,

"I think it's okay, just to dampen the opponent's morale."

The two people with the highest status agreed, and it was hard for him to refuse.

Just looking at the lineup of young men who were neatly lined up with a murderous look, Meng Zhi said,

"Be careful, they are not simple."

After getting the consent, Hu Hai jumped out happily.

As for Meng Zhi's words, he ignored them.

Not that he is arrogant.

Although he was beaten by Zhao Lang, he couldn't stop Ji Wushuang's punch.

but!

It's not that he is too weak, but that the other party is too perverted!

You know, as a prince, although he is stubborn.

But he has read all the books that should be read.

He also practiced the martial arts that should be practiced.

What's more, since he was a child, he was well-clothed and well-fed, and his physical fitness was much better than the teenagers who couldn't even eat enough when they were young!

Therefore, in Hu Hai's view, one-on-one, he has no possibility of losing.

He, Hu Hai, must get all his face back today!

"Hey! On the other side, how dare you fight in front of the battle!"

Hu Hai shouted carelessly with a wooden stick in his hand.

They are too lazy to call each other by their names.

In his opinion, it is already a great gift for people like himself to be willing to compete with each other.

After all, what are they, and who is the other party?

Seeing this situation, the teenagers on the opposite side dispersed to both sides after a little discussion.

To expose a person is to die.

Qusi is already relatively strong among the teenagers, but compared with Hu Hai, there is still a gap.

Seeing the changes in the field, everyone immediately became excited.

Who doesn't like to watch this kind of personal hero plot?

But no one noticed that the teenagers were slowly forming formations towards the two sides.

At this time, Qusi walked slowly in front of Hu Hai with a wooden stick, and said,

"First of all, I don't say hello!"

"Secondly..."

Before he could finish his words, the wooden stick in his hand had already been smashed out!

Hu Hai still held his head up, standing where he was carelessly.

He thought that after the other party finished speaking, he would humiliate the other party again.

But in the next instant, a shadow of a stick came in front of him.

The distance between the two was extremely close, and it was a sudden attack to die, and Hu Hai couldn't react at all.

boom!

With a muffled sound, a black mark appeared on Hu Hai's chest.

This means being hit and eliminated.

Hu Hai looked at the mark on his chest in disbelief, and couldn't help but tremble.

In the end, this trembling turned into a miserable howl,

"Do not!!!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Jian on the high platform showed a hint of surprise, and said,

"What a cunning boy!"

Zhao Lang said with a smile at this time,

"Teacher, you forgot the first lesson, how did you teach them?"

Wang Jian suddenly burst out laughing, his first words were,

"Soldiers who, deception also..."

Wang Li on the side was dumbfounded. He never expected that in this opening, it was Young Master Gao and the others who fell behind!

The surrounding crowd was instantly quiet, and Gongzi Gao and the others were also stunned.

But for teenagers, it's a signal.

The moment Hu Hai roared,

The teenagers were already walking in neat steps.

Pressed towards his enemy!

Only then did Gong Zigao and the others realize that they had been staring at Hu Hai for a short while just now.

The formation of the teenagers has already started!

Young Master Gao and the others instantly fell into a situation where they were under attack!

How important formation and position are in battle is naturally self-evident.

In Gongzigao's camp, people were constantly being hit and eliminated.

Things seem to be going well.

But Zhao Lang, who was at a high place, didn't show any joy.

He knew that the opponent had only lost in the initial stage. Once he reacted, relying on his own strength, he would launch a counterattack against the teenagers.

The battle has only just begun.

Sure enough, following Meng Zhi's commanding voice, the other side slowly stabilized their position.

The individual gap between the two sides is also revealed.

The youngsters spent a lot of energy before sending the wooden sticks in front of each other, but they were deflected by the opponent's clever force.

Then he was killed by someone.

Watching the situation below slowly reverse, Wang Li on the side showed a smile at this time, and said,

"Well, although there are some small tricks, after all, the difference in individual strength is too large."

"Ah Lang, you guessed wrong this time."

Of course, having said that, Wang Li was still extremely surprised.

What kind of environment do teenagers grow up in? And how long have you been training?

To be able to cause such a large number of casualties to Gong Zigao and the others is already a victory.

Zhao Lang showed a smile and said,

"Look carefully."

Wang Li immediately looked towards the field, only to find that the loss of both sides was actually equal now.

If you take a closer look, you will find that the teenagers are now using a life-for-life style of play!

Competing skills, comparing strength, can't beat the opponent.

Over there, when the other party kills you, find the gap and die together!

If this continues, in the end, there will be few survivors on both sides!

Wang Li was shocked and said,

"What's the point of such a victory?"

If in a war, both sides are dead, then what is the difference between victory and defeat?

Zhao Lang said lightly at this time,

"Sometimes, victory is the greatest meaning."

Hearing this answer, Wang Li looked at Zhao Lang like a monster.

Even Wang Jian had a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He couldn't figure out why Zhao Lang had such a cold mind,

"Compassion does not command soldiers, it is really the natural seed of a military strategist."

Wang Jian said silently in his heart.

Only Zhao Lang himself knew, because he had seen a war.

Countless sacrifices! But the war must be won!

For Huaxia, victory is the greatest meaning!

Soon, the battle in the arena was just as Wang Li expected.

There is only one person left on both sides.

Go to death and son Gao.

At this moment, Gongzi Gao's eyes were red.

Although he was not the leader this time, he never expected to lose so badly.

A group of princes, leading a group of general disciples, lost to a group of servants!

What could be more humiliating than that?

"Go to hell!"

Young Master Gao roared angrily, shot out angrily, and went up with the wooden stick!

Straight to the point of death!

He died but remained motionless, letting the opponent's wooden stick fall on him.

There was a muffled bang.

"So, you know my name."

Go die and said with a smile.

Young Master Gao was stunned for a moment, and took the opportunity to send his wooden stick over.

According to the rules, the two were judged to have died at the same time.

So far, neither side has anyone standing.

It seems to be a tie.

But everyone knows who won.