The Sixteen Guards of the Tang Dynasty each performed their own duties, and not all of them stayed in Chang'an.
Except for the left and right guards, the left and right Jinwu guards, the left and right Qianniu guards, and the left and right prison guards guarding Chang'an, the rest are stationed on state roads and borders.
For this martial arts competition, teams stationed outside such as the Left and Right Wuwei and the Left and Right Xiaowei sent their best troops back to Chang'an to compete.
Thirty miles outside Chang'an City, Youwuwei is temporarily stationed.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang~"
On the ring in the middle of the school field, two soldiers holding infantry spears were fighting.
From time to time, there was a loud sound of iron collision.
"Okay, Brother Song, try harder, Gouzi won't be able to hold on anymore."
"Gouzi, don't fight him, attack his lower three lanes, you will definitely Take him down!"
Hundreds of soldiers were sitting around the ring, cheering at the top of their lungs for the people on the stage.
These soldiers are all very powerful, and they are the first batch of masters selected by Youwuwei.
Today they will conduct a second screening. The 100 people with the highest strength will enter the semi-finals and continue to compete with other guards and private experts.
Five tables were placed directly in front of the high platform.
Cheng Yaojin and Li Chengqian sat in the middle, Wang Jian, Erdan and Cheng Chumo sat on the left and right.
Unlike Erdan, Ma Dayong had a good teacher. He could only sit cross-legged on the sand like other soldiers.
Xu Hu and Ma Chengcai were dragged to his side by Yuchi Gong, saying that this distribution was fair.
Xue Rengui, who had a higher force value, was pushed to Qin Qiong's Zuowuwei by Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong.
The two fools were like children, forcefully tearing apart the five people in the county prince's mansion, leaving Wang Jian dumbfounded.
"Wang Jian, how are my brothers in Youwuwei? Are they better than those over at Heitan Tou?" Cheng Yaojin stared at Tong Ling with a show-off expression.
Wang Jian and Li Chengqian had just come from Yuchi Gong's Youwu Houwei and watched the battle there for a while.
Xu Hu advanced without any suspense. Unexpectedly, that guy Ma Chengcai also successfully advanced.
"Uncle Yuchi is well-trained, and his soldiers are all fierce soldiers with extremely strong strength." Wang Jian praised Cheng Yaojin's soldiers.
To the same extent, he had already said it once when he was in Youwu Houwei.
Hearing Wang Jian’s praise, Cheng Yaojin’s big face felt delighted.
"You have a good vision. Our group of people are all carefully selected leaders, but they are not comparable to the cats and dogs over there at Black Carbon Head."
After Cheng Yaojin finished bragging, he looked at Erdan beside him with joy.
"Disciple, are you confident in defeating Xue Rengui and Xu Hu?"
Since taking Erdan, a martial arts prodigy, as his disciple, Cheng YaojinHe was given everything he had to teach him.
In addition to serious tricks, Cheng Yaojin also taught Erdan many insidious tricks.
Moreover, Cheng Yaojin has been instilling in Erdan that as long as he can defeat the enemy and save his own life, any means is good.
Erdan also listened to the advice, and the martial arts he used were now both domineering and vicious.
Moreover, the tricks used by Xu Hu were somewhat similar to Er Dan.
In the end, the two of them defeated Xue Rengui. In the past, Xue Rengui could hold them steady, but now they are almost tied.
"Master, this disciple will do his best!" Erdan looked serious and did not boast.
His martial arts are improving, and Xue Rengui and Xu Hu's martial arts are also improving.
The last time the three of them competed, they fought to the point of exhaustion without a winner.
"Well, I believe in your strength as a teacher. Even if you can't take first place, you have to take second place."
"You can't lose to Xu Hu no matter what, otherwise I, as a teacher From now on, I will be pooped and pissed on by the black charcoal rider."
Cheng Yaojin patted Er Dan on the shoulder and warned him seriously.
The sense of accomplishment gained from teaching outstanding apprentices makes Cheng Yaojin feel that his teaching level is very high. Now he doesn't even bother to adjust his teaching skills.
Cheng Chumo is a mediocre person. The more he is taught, the more frustrated he becomes. He might as well just let him become a civil servant with Wang Jian.
"Dad, why don't you have confidence in your child and prevent me from winning the first place?" Sitting at the edge, Cheng Chumo said to his father with some dissatisfaction.
Cheng Yaojin glanced at Cheng Chumo, and instead of encouraging him, he said viciously.
"You bastard, I asked you to practice martial arts hard, so go ahead and be lazy. If you don't make it into the top ten, I'll see how I beat you."
"You're almost fine, you have me." A disciple fights for face, but your ranking must not be worse than Bao Qi, otherwise I will still slap you."
Cheng Chumo was so scolded by his father that he did not dare to say a word, and he even shrank his head.
He and Yuchi Baoqi were evenly matched in strength, with Yuchi Baoqi accounting for 60% and him for 40%.
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When Wan Jian heard the conversation between father and son Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Chumo, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Poor Cheng Chumo, it is a miracle that he has not been beaten to death by Cheng Yaojin at this age.
While they were chatting, the winner was decided in the arena, and the middle-aged soldier named Brother Song had the last laugh.
From the side of the ring, the adjutant in charge of enthroning said loudly.
"No. 166 Song Biao wins!"
"Now we invite No. 167 and No. 168 to compete on the stage."
After the adjutant finished speaking, he lowered his head. The winner's number plate and name are recorded.
"It's finally my turn." Cheng Chumo rubbed his hands excitedly and took the stage carrying the old long ax that Cheng Yaojin had eliminated.
Cheng Chumo and his opponent had just stepped onto the ring when a sharp sound came from outside the camp.
"Your Majesty is here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Shimin and several ministers appeared at the gate of the school ground.
"I respectfully welcome your Majesty, long live your Majesty."
Cheng Yaojin and others stood up to greet him and saluted Li Shimin respectfully.
"You don't need to be polite. You can continue the competition. I'll come over and have a look." Li Shimin waved his hand and said to everyone in a kind tone.
Seeing Li Shimin and others approaching, Wang Jian and Erdan stood up to make way for them.
"Why did Wang Aiqing come to join in the fun?"
After Li Shimin sat down, he looked at Wang Jian behind him with a smile, and his words were full of curiosity.
"Replying to your majesty, I came over to see how my younger brother is doing." Wang Jian pointed to Erdan, who was as strong as a bear beside him.
"So you are Erdan, you are so tall and tall, and you are a talented general!" Li Shimin looked at Erdan up and down with an expression of admiration on his face.
He is the emperor on horseback. He has been fighting in the north and south for so many years. You can guess the general's combat effectiveness with just a few glances.
"Your Majesty, Erdan is my disciple, and he will definitely surpass me in strength in two years." Cheng Yaojin, who was sitting next to Li Shimin, licked his face and said good things to his disciple.
"You idiot, you are so quick to strike." Li Shimin laughed and scolded, "Erdan is an honest and responsible person at first glance, don't leave your whole body to him."
"Your Majesty, I am such a person." Cheng Yaojin said with a grimace.
Li Shimin ignored him, but focused on the ring.
"Child Chu Mo, with your Bagua Xuanhua ax, he looks quite as heroic as you did back then."
"Let them start the competition, I want to see it Chu Mo’s performance.”
After praising him, Li Shimin looked forward to Cheng Chu Mo’s performance.
The second-generation disciples of this group of generals, the children of Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong, inherited the bravery of their fathers.
The descendants of other generals basically followed the path of civil servants.
"Your Majesty, I will let them start now." Cheng Yaojin said respectfully, then stood up and shouted in the direction of the ring.
"Why bother, let's start the competition!"
Upon hearing the order to start the competition, Cheng Chumo and his opponent instantly fought together.
In order to show off in front of Li Shimin, Cheng Chumo went all out as soon as he made a move.
He swung the Bagua Xuanhua ax very fast and quickly forced his opponent to the edge of the ring.
"Bang!"
Cheng Chumo held an ax in both hands and struck with such force that his opponent was stunned to the point of numbness.
Before the opponent could react, he raised his ax and hit the opponent's spear, knocking the opponent off the ring.
"No. 168 Cheng Chumo wins!"
The adjutant announced the result of the game loudly.
"A true tiger general! You know how to teach your children well!" Li Shimin said with great enjoyment.
"Hey, Your Majesty is overly complimentary. This is all the result of my countless days and nights of teaching." Cheng Yaojin boasted, showing a triumphant expression on his face.
Besides, Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling were already accustomed to his shamelessness.
"Your Majesty, my old Cheng's proud disciple is even more powerful. I'll let him show it off." Cheng Yaojin then recommended his disciple.
"Disciple, show your strength to Your Majesty, just remember to show 30% of your strength." Cheng Yaojin turned around and said to Erdan, his tone full of show off.
Sure enough, hearing Cheng Yaojin's arrogant words, the curiosity of Li Shimin and others was aroused.