Chen Qing saw that he was kicking viciously, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He kicked off with his left foot, jumped into the air, and performed a beautiful karate whirlwind kick. "Pop!" kicked Fu Moshan accurately in the face.

Fu Moshan screamed "Ouch!" and his body "kick! Kick! Kick!" He retreated a foot away and fell to the ground with his arms stretched out.

Chen Qing did not use all his strength, otherwise the teeth on half of the opponent's face would not be saved.

With just one kick, Chen Qing figured out the opponent's background. His body was clumsy, his lower body was weak, his martial arts foundation was poor, he was just scary-looking, and he only had a few kilograms of clumsy strength.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

Fu Moshan roared like a wild beast, pulled out the sword from his waist and rushed to kill.

"Fu Moshan, what are you doing?"

Li Jiang walked over quickly with a gloomy face.

Several generals saw that the situation was not going well and that a private fight would be punished by military law. They quickly grabbed Fu Moshan and dragged him away.

"Huanqing Gou, wait and see, let's see how I deal with you later!"

Fu Moshan struggled and shouted from a distance.

Li Jiang watched Fu Moshan walk away coldly, then took out a roll of soft cakes and handed them to Chen Qing, smiling: "This is the soft cakes I got from the gang leader soldiers, eat it!"

"Thank you General Li!"

Chen Qing was not polite, took the soft cake and gave half of it to Liu Wu and Zhao Xiaoyi, then sat on a rock and started eating.

Li Jiang sat next to him and smiled lightly: "Do you know why this person named Fu wants to trouble you?"

"He said it seems like they are competing for the head of some scout camp, but what does this have to do with me?"

"I recommended you to the coach!"

Chen Qing was startled, "General, do you think I'm suitable?"

Li Jiang smiled slightly and asked, "Do you think this Fu Moshan is suitable?"

Chen Qing shook his head, "This person is very reckless and is not suitable to be a scout!"

"He is not only reckless, but also arrogant. If he becomes my lieutenant, I will be killed by him. Chen Yuhou, I recommend you for my own sake, but this is also your opportunity!"

Chen Qing thought for a moment and asked: "How to compete?"

"There are four competitors in total? Fu Moshan currently has the highest position. He will be the leader. The other three will compete in a one-on-one challenge. The winner will be the scout leader."

"This is called a wheel battle! If Fu Moshan wins two games in a row and then faces a third game, wouldn't it be unfair to him physically?"

"Do you think he will suffer?"

Li Jiang sneered and said: "If he really wins two games in a row and loses the third game, he still has another chance."

Speaking of this, Li Jiang asked expectantly: "How is it?"

Chen Qing was silent for a moment and nodded, "I'll participate!"

Chen Qing has realized that if he wants to gain a foothold in the Eight-Character Army, he must seize this opportunity.

……..

The open space in front of the big tent was crowded with thousands of soldiers, watching the battle with great interest. In these depressing and boring days, there were not many things that could excite the soldiers.

At this time, Fu Moshan was fighting fiercely with a general in the open space. Fu Moshan was holding a golden-backed sword. The sword was flying up and down with a fierce momentum. Another general also used a sword, but Fu Moshan suppressed him. He was obviously weak.

Chen Qing nodded secretly, this Fu Moshan was very powerful, perhaps this was his biggest advantage.

Li Jiang said from the side: "His iron-clad golden-backed sword weighs forty kilograms. Without strong arm strength, he can't even swing it. That's why Fu Moshan is known as the most powerful force in the Eight-Character Army. He can be a warrior, but not a scout. He

If you don’t even know the words, how can you send information?”

“It’s really not appropriate!”

Li Jiang smiled and asked again: "What is Chen Yuhou best at?"

"Me?" Chen Qing thought for a moment and smiled: "I'm better at swordsmanship, crossbow shooting and chess."

Chen Qing used to be known as the King of Three Skills. His three skills were fencing, shooting and chess. He even made it to the top three in men's epee at the National Games, but he changed fencing and shooting to swordsmanship and crossbow shooting.

"Haha! I also like chess. Let's play a game if we have time!"

Chen Qing smiled slightly and said, "If the general likes it, I will accompany him at any time!"

He glanced at the main stand in the distance. It was actually just a few large rocks. Wang Yan and several important generals were sitting on the large rocks to watch the battle.

There was a general with a long and thin face who looked at him from time to time. I wonder if he was Fu Xuan?

Chen Qingxiao asked: "Does General Li have any weapons at his disposal?"

"Of course there are weapons. What kind of weapons do you want?"

"Spears and guns are fine!"

"I just have an extra iron gun for you!"

Li Jiang ordered his soldiers, and the soldiers ran to get a spear.

"I was originally a subordinate of Commander Yue. Later, General Yue had a disagreement with the commander. He led his army to surrender to Tokyo and stayed with Zongze. Before leaving, he gave me this iron gun. It was a little heavy for me.

At one point, I’ll forward it to you!”

It turned out to be Yue Fei's iron gun. Chen Qing was immediately interested. He quickly took the iron gun and took a closer look. This iron gun, including the head and rod, was made of iron. It was about one foot and eight inches long and weighed about four feet.

Ten pounds, Chen Qing is quite handy.

He stood up and swung the gun, and immediately discovered the difference between a spear and a spear. The spear had a hard head and the tip could not shake, while the tip of the spear could shake out several spear heads, which was more suitable for Chen Qing, who was good at fencing.

The drums were beating loudly in the arena, and the shouts were loud. Fu Moshan had won two games in a row, and now was the last one.

Fu Moshan stared at Chen Qing with a fierce gaze, raised his knife and shouted: "Thief Huanqing, let your horse come over!"

Suddenly, there were boos all around, and the soldiers put their hands in their mouths and whistled desperately.

Chen Qing got on his horse and waved his spear lightly.

In the main stand, Fu Xuan smiled at Wang Yan in a low voice: "Commander, the gun he holds seems to be the iron gun left by Yue Fei!"

Wang Yan smiled faintly, "He can use Yue Fei's Zhangba Iron Spear, which shows that he is not weak. Your nephew should be careful."

"If I'm really not as skilled as him, I'll be convinced!"

Having said that, Fu Xuan also sent a confidant to tell Fu Moshan that he must pay attention to Chen Qing's iron spear and not underestimate the enemy.

On the field, the competition supervisor raised two flags and said: "Two generals, listen up, no harm is allowed in the martial arts competition. The one who restrains the opponent wins, otherwise the military law does not allow it!"

He waved the flag in his hand and said, "The competition begins!"

Drums were beating loudly all around, and the soldiers shouted loudly: "Off with his head! Cut him in half at the waist!"

I am afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

Chen Qingbin waved his iron spear, straightened his waist, and stared at the opponent coldly.

He clamped his legs together, and the horse galloped out. Fu Moshan urged the horse to rush over as well.

A moment later, Fu Moshan rushed to the scene, roared, and aimed his sword at Chen Qing's shoulder. He showed no mercy at all. He would rather be punished by military law than to kill the opponent in revenge for a slap in the face.

Chen Qing had already anticipated what he was thinking, so he didn't panic. When the sword was about to reach his neck, he lowered his head suddenly, "whispered" a strong wind, and the sword struck over his head.

The moment the two horses crossed each other, Chen Qing suddenly gave up his spear and jumped up from the horse. He actually knocked Fu Moshan off the horse and fell to the ground. He had long discovered that Fu Moshan's lower body was unstable. He could not stand or sit firmly.

.

Before Fu Moshan could struggle, a sharp dagger was pressed against his neck. Chen Qing said coldly: "If you move again, I'll cut your throat!"

Fu Moshan felt the cold blade, and a sharp pain came from his neck. He did not dare to move.

The tournament supervisor glanced at the coach Wang Yan, and Fu Xuan became anxious, "Commander, this is obviously not a one-on-one challenge, can it count?"

Wang Yan sneered, "They are competing for the top of the scouts. There shouldn't be any problem with the scouts using this move. What do you think, General Fu?"

Fu Xuan was speechless for a moment. He suddenly realized that he had been misled by the opponent's iron spear and had been fooled.

"Commander, Mo Shan has fought three games in a row. According to the rules, he should have another chance!"

Wang Yan narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Okay!"

When the game supervisor saw the coach nodding, he immediately waved the flag and shouted: "Third team, Chen Yuhou wins!"

There was silence all around, no whistles, no shouts, all the soldiers looked at this scene blankly, it was so unexpected.

Li Jiang felt relieved and realized that she had not misjudged the person.

The best scout is to avoid the weakness of one's own weak strength, seize the weakness of the opponent's bulky body, and defeat the enemy with one move.

Chen Qing stood up, but swung the dagger backward very quickly. Fu Moshan, who was furious, was just about to catch him, but a sharp dagger appeared in his hand. If he moved forward, his palm would be pierced by the dagger. Fu Moshan's hand suddenly

Stiffened.

This little gesture made the surrounding soldiers burst into laughter.

Wang Yan couldn't help but laugh, he was so smart!

………..

According to the rules of the competition, Fu Moshan had won two games in a row before, so he had the opportunity to compete with Chen Qing in martial arts again.
To be continued...