Zhaomeng grabbed angrily, how could Ma Chao give him a chance to get close, the silver dragon in his hand trembled, avoiding the clumsy grasp of Zhaomeng's hands, and stabbed countless spear flowers.

Zhaomeng didn't dare to touch the sharp tip of the spear with his empty hands, but was forced to retreat again and again, looking a little restrained and unable to use it.

I thought that Zhaomeng could solve Ma Chao in three or five clicks, but he was controlled, and the soldiers who cheered for him were disappointed, shaking their heads and whispering that Zhaomeng can't do it, and he can't even deal with a child.

These words fell into Zhaomeng's ears, his face became two points more impatient, and his heart was on fire. The kid in front of him was far more powerful than he imagined, and a silver spear made him as fast as the wind, not giving him the slightest chance to attack.

Whew~

Slightly distracted, there was a bloody streak on the empty right arm.

"Wow wow~"

Zhaomeng, who had two wounds in a row, roared, his face hideous: "Boy, you forced me!" ”

After speaking, he didn't care about the rules he had set, snatched a long knife from the hand of the soldier next to him, and instead of retreating, he slashed down with all his arms.

Seeing this, Ma Chao withdrew his gun and took two steps back sharply, avoiding this powerful blow in time.

Rumble!

The fierce force slammed into the ground, making a loud noise.

"Okay, empty-handed white-handed, Zhaomeng, you're cheating!" Ma Teng, who was in the seat, got up and scolded angrily, if Ma Chao hadn't retreated in time, he would have been killed by this behead.

"Ma Shoucheng, this is your partiality. Not using weapons at the beginning does not mean that weapons have not been used, not to mention that Zhaomeng has let him cooperate so much, and the use of weapons at this time is not a violation. ”

Song Jian, who was sitting opposite, also spoke up, Zhaomeng was his general, representing his face, and Song Jian naturally wanted to help speak.

After speaking, Song Jian also glanced at Lu Bu, and there was something that meant that he was cheap and behaved: "Wen Hou, what do you say?" ”

Lu Bu took a sip of wine and responded to Song Jian: "What General Song said is extremely true. ”

Lu Bu spoke, and even if Ma Teng was worried about his son, he didn't want to say anything, so he snorted angrily at Song Jian and sat back in his position.

With the weapon in hand, Zhaomeng's strength has obviously increased by several grades, turning defense into offense, and the long knife in his hand has been slashed continuously, like a strong wind whistling.

Ma Chao saw that the blade was fierce, his face was solemn, and he hurriedly retreated under his feet, not daring to take it hard.

Seeing this, Zhaomeng's face was full of pride, and he laughed: "Boy, don't hide if you have the ability, come and fight your grandfather Zhaomeng head-on!" ”

As he spoke, he bullied and went up.

There is no way to avoid it, Ma Chao can only grit his teeth and harden his scalp, and the horizontal gun is blocked.

Boom!

A loud collision sound resounded in the field, and Ma Chao quickly retreated more than ten steps before he could gain a firm foothold.

Whew~Whew~Whew~

Ma Chao shook his numb arm, his chest rose and fell violently, and he was gasping for breath. Compared with Zhaomeng, he obviously suffered a big loss in strength and physical strength.

Seeing that Ma Chao had lost his initial ruthlessness, Zhaomeng became more and more proud, pointing at Ma Chao with a long knife, arrogant: "Xiao'er, don't say that I bullied you, now I'll give you a chance to surrender and admit defeat, how about it?" ”

"This guy is really shameless."

Cao Xing, who was watching the battle, pursed his lips, quite disdainful of this kind of untrustworthy person.

"To be able to force Zhaomeng to this point, that little general is also extremely good." Cheng Yin couldn't help but admire, in his opinion, the twelve-year-old Ma Chao was able to force Zhaomeng, who was in his thirties, to use weapons, which was already very powerful.

Just now, he had doubted whether Ma Chao had the strength of the second-rate realm, and now it seems that he has indeed reached it.

In the face of Zhaomeng's clamour, Ma Chao ignored it at all, raised his sword eyebrows obliquely, took a deep breath, and mobilized the qi in his body.

The eyes of the surrounding soldiers were all focused on the young man, wanting to see what else he could do.

Zhaomeng didn't have the heart to wait until Ma Chao's breathing was finished, the long knife in his hand was raised, and he strode towards Ma Chao.

Ma Chao's face was cold, and the silver dragon Yi in his right hand was handed to his left hand, and he also rushed up, shouting violently: "Wind ~ rain ~ mountain ~ river!" ”

This is the signature skill of his master Chen Wei.

With the tip of the gun as the center of the circle, countless gun shadows are imagined, fierce and fierce, and at the same time dizzying, and it is impossible to distinguish which tip of the gun is the 'true' that contains murderous intent.

Zhaomeng, who felt the strong murderous intent, was ready to retreat temporarily, but his body at this time seemed to be imprisoned, and he couldn't move.

It was dark in front of him, as if he were in a rainy night, and he heard the sound of torrential rain pouring down into the river, crackling and rattling.

Poof!

In the eyes of everyone full of surprise and surprise, the tip of the spear burst out of the air and penetrated Zhaomeng's chest.

They were surprised that from the beginning to the end, Zhaomeng actually had no means of defense, as if he was frozen, allowing the tip of the spear to penetrate.

The heart-rending pain brought Zhao Meng back to reality, and as the spear was drawn, his body tilted uncontrollably, and if he hadn't held on to the handle of the knife in time, he was afraid that the whole person would have fallen to the ground.

Two inches further up the tip of the gun is the heart point.

Zhaomeng covered his bleeding chest, and looked at Ma Chao with his eyes rolled up, his eyes resentful.

"You better go back and practice again, even I can't win, and I still want to challenge the generals under Wen Hou, it's really beyond my strength."

Ma Chao wiped the blood from the tip of the spear, glanced at Zhaomeng, and said in an indifferent tone.

Everyone was in an uproar, and they didn't expect that the winner would be this cold-looking and polite teenager.

Burst!

Being ridiculed like this by a child, under the anger of the attack, Zhaomeng's face can be said to be completely swept to the ground, and he couldn't stand the fingers and fingers of the soldiers, and vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

The soldiers under Song Jian's command hurriedly came up to help him down, no matter what, Zhaomeng was also one of the four tiger generals that Song Jian valued.

"See, I said it a long time ago, Ma Chao, this kid...... The strength is strong. ”

Ma Chao won, and Cao Xuan was obviously quite happy. remembered that Ma Chao had to call himself Uncle Cao on weekdays, and he was often secretly refreshed by this.

Cheng Yin swallowed his dry throat and asked with some apprehension: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of asking General Cao, how many people in your army are stronger than this little general." ”

These words are somewhat suspicious of spying on the military intelligence, Cao Xing didn't think about it so much, he crossed his fingers, and listed a lot of them: "It's a lot, like Huang Zhong, Hua Xiong, Chen Wei, Zhang Liao, ......."

Hearing this, Cheng Yin's mind went blank and he was completely dumbfounded.

Ma Chao, who won, didn't seem to have much joy, but just hugged Lu Bu, and after getting Lu Bu's signal, he returned to his original position.

However, his father was quite proud, and laughed at Song Jian: "Leader Song, Xiao'er has rudely injured your general, please forgive me." ”

At this time, Ma Teng couldn't wait to tell the whole world that Ma Chao was his son.