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At this moment, a yellow horse came running out from the far left side of the flag. The horse had a sickle hanging from its hook, and its blade weighed a total of seventy pounds. Judging from the man's stature, broad shoulders, head wrapped in a Cloud Cover, nose pierced through a silver ring, arms like long vines, and hands like a dustpan, he wore a Miao suit, showing the boy to be of Miao age, twenty-five or sixteen. As he ran, he shouted, "Hey, all the heroes of this world, I, Miao Renjie, am overestimating myself." With that, Miao Renjie urged his horse to the podium. He dismounted and walked onto the podium. He held a brush in his hand and wrote down his name.

After Miao Renjie had carved his name, he placed a "Tidyungong" on the platform and jumped onto his horse. Although he was a big guy who was over ten feet tall, he jumped up straight into the air, as fast as a swallow, as light as a red. Lifting his right foot, he picked off his sawtooth flying sickle from his winning hook and urged his yellow hussar to run away from the military training grounds. He put on a swaggering appearance as he shouted, "Hey!" "If any of the High Scholars do not accept this, they can fight against me, fight me to the death, and use my power to move around." A single sentence angered all the disciples present, causing them to hear someone shouting loudly: "Tai! "Miao Renjie, don't be so arrogant. I'm here to meet you for a while."

At this moment, a horse came running out from the east road of Guangnan. The man on the horse was holding three fishing forks, which were made of fine iron, weighing about fifty or sixty pounds, and holding them in his hand like a raised mountain with three small flying forks stuck in his back. He was about eight feet tall, and his face was dark, and his coarse clothes could not conceal the tendons and flesh all over his body, although he was not as tall as Miao Renjie, but he was very stocky and in his twenties. The commander of the Ma Infantry Regiment wrote Lei Liang's name on the eastern road of Guangnan. Lei Liang also wrote his name down and got on his horse. The two of them fought after they exchanged their names.

Lei Liang shook his three fishing prongs and rushed towards Miao Renjie's throat. Miao Renjie didn't show any signs of weakness as he returned the blow with his sawteeth. With a "dang" sound, the knife and the trident clashed together. He watched as Lei Liang's fishing fork bit down on his flying scythe. He urged his warhorse to pull his scythe with one hand and pulled the scythe out of his fishing fork with the other. Then, he turned around and swung his scythe at Lei Liang's head.

However, Miao Renjie's' force hacking 'was fake, and the' kid grinding 'was the real deal. As soon as he flipped his wrist, the sawtooth sickle flew towards Lei Liang's right hand, and Lei Liang saw that if he did not let go, his right hand would be cut off, his hook would be thrown out, his door would be opened, and he would lose for sure, so he threw his hands behind his back and caught both his legs in the air. With the lesson before him, Lei Liang became even more cautious, and could only use the 'Crosscut Blocking the Heavens Gate'. With a 'dang' sound, the flying scythe struck the fork in the road, causing sparks to fly, and Miao Renjie's blade moved as fast as a knife. He didn't even give Lei Liang a single chance to breathe; the two of them fought back and forth without giving each other a chance to escape. One was the Sawtooth Feilian, while the other was the Three Fishes Ghost Wind. After battling for more than thirty rounds, Lei Liang clearly felt that his strength was insufficient, while Miao Renjie was becoming more and more courageous as he fought.

If Lei Liang were to fight him head-on, it would not necessarily injure him. Even if he won, the impact of the clash would be too great, so when Lei Liang urged his horse to attack, the scythe's hilt would be very long, if Lei Liang dodged it, he would not be able to dodge it head-on. With a "Kacha" sound, the scythe landed on Lei Liang's back, and if not for the fact that Lei Liang had cut him in two, the scythe wouldn't have been able to injure him. At this moment, of the four examiners, two were watching the door and two were watching the show. Zong Ze and Zhang Jun were both military generals, so how would they fight against each other's martial arts? How was his skill? Zhang Bangchang, on the other hand, was twirling his beard. He had his eyes on Miao Renjie the entire time, and he seemed to have placed great hope in him.

There were also people who felt sorry for Lei Liang, especially after Lei Liang vomited blood onto his saddle. Miao Renjie still wanted to chase after him, but the bullying had already caused a person to become so infuriated. This person was from Fujian Road, and he held a bronze stick in his hand as he urged his horse to the front of the military training field and shouted loudly, "Miao Renjie, don't be so arrogant. Huo Zheng is here to meet you." After he finished speaking, the sound of the imperial bell rang out as it came to a stop in front of the platform. After the name of the condor was recorded, the two of them descended from the stage.

He saw a seventy catty copper rod dancing in the wind, and Miao Renjie was even more straightforward. A sickle flew in front of him, blocking his way as it flew up and down. One was the Whirlwind Nine Heavens, and the other was the Thunderbolt that drove one's soul into Hell. After more than forty rounds, they were evenly matched, and were about to meet a good talent. Suddenly, Miao Renjie used the 'Push the window and gaze the moon' and pointed the flying scythe straight at Huo Zheng. Huo Zheng grabbed the copper stick with both hands and raised it high up into the air, and with a loud bang, the pole and saber clashed in midair. Miao Renjie suddenly pushed the 'Push the window and looked at the moon' and pointed the flying scythe straight at Huo Zheng.

Miao Renjie had been wounded and defeated by Huo Zheng. He had won two rounds in a row. Many of them weighed the guy in their hands and could not compare to Miao Renjie's Sawtooth Sickle as they silently swallowed their anger. This time, Miao Renjie was even more arrogant in the middle of the crowd. He had a sacred and inviolable appearance, making it difficult for the other High Scholars to calm down. At this time, another person shouted: "A certain Uncle Du has come to register!" As he finished speaking, Uncle Du put down the chain hammer in his hands and walked up to the podium. He wrote down his name, then turned around to fight Miao Renjie.

Miao Renjie seemed to have become more cautious ever since Uncle Du and his men had arrived. Why? Weapons in the world are often "one thing down one thing, brine a bit of tofu". The chain hammer's head was hard, the chain was soft, and the flying sickle didn't dare to meet the chain hammer head on. Otherwise, even if the flying sickle touched the chain chain and the chain head went around the handle, it would still be able to injure people. Moreover, people who used soft weapons such as chain hammers usually had more arm strength than others. As such, Miao Renjie and Uncle Du had exchanged blows and become exceptionally careful at every turn.

The flying scythe did not dare to open its scythe wide open. In the fight between Miao Renjie and Lei Liang, Huo Zheng, Uncle Du estimated that his skill had already surpassed Miao Renjie's in two matches, and his odds of winning were much higher than Miao Renjie's. Therefore, after some estimation, he wanted to fight Miao Renjie and saw Miao Renjie's flying scythe approaching, so he lifted his horse and swung his twin hammers toward Miao Renjie's head.

Uncle Du saw that the hammers had missed their target and circled the war horse, then continued to fight. Uncle Du, who had originally thought himself to be at an advantage, could do nothing about it but twist the chain hammer with the scythe and spin around in the middle of the horse's body. Miao Renjie kicked the horse with his right knee, but Du Renjie could not bring his strength to bear. He did not expect that after forty rounds, Uncle Du would not be able to fight back.

Uncle Du and Uncle Wu had no choice but to throw away the chain hammer and dismount from their horses. He was worried that Miao Renjie would take the opportunity to attack them, so after landing, he rolled away for more than ten steps with a "rolling donkey". Miao Renjie stopped his horse and pointed his sword at Uncle Du and said, "A nameless rat who doesn't weigh his own weight dares to provoke a certain family. Finished speaking, the flying sickle threw the chain hammer far away and Uncle Du retreated from the field in shame.

Zongze ordered the men to ring the gong. The commander of the Ma Dong Army stepped forward and shouted, "Miao Renjie has won three matches consecutively. According to the rules of the martial arts arena, we will fight after an hour of rest." Miao Renjie took the piece of beef and gulped it down, drinking it in large gulps. Not long after, Miao Renjie finished the entire piece of meat and, borrowing the alcohol to move his body, became extremely arrogant.

An hour later, a gong sounded out and Commander Ma Dong shouted, "Let the martial arts match begin!" After the shout, the audience fell into silence. After a while, the High Scholars started whispering to each other. "Miao Renjie is really too formidable. He didn't lose at all after three consecutive matches. I think it'll be a waste if we go up there." Niu Hao could not hold it in and said, "Big Brother, if you don't go up soon, the martial arts scholar will be Miao Renjie's. I'll go up and fight him." Yue Fei glared at him, saying, "Niu Gao, don't be reckless, this brother has his reasons."

Miao Renjie, this king is here as well!" A horse with a green mane suddenly appeared from the far left. The warhorse came to the front of the ring and immediately sat a man in a long, blood-red robe with a crown of two dragons on his head. He wore an almond yellow silk ribbon around his waist, and his face was like a heavy jujube, with a wide forehead, a forked mouth, and a long, loose beard beneath the sea. He looked to be in his thirties.

When Zhang Bangchang saw that Liang Wang had arrived, he quickly stood up and shouted, "Aiya! I did not know that a thousand years old Liang Wang had arrived, and this humble subject had let you down, please forgive me! Please forgive me! " Zong Ze and others also stood up and bowed, "This subject pays their respect to King Liang, thousand years!" "Miao Renjie, you and I are from Chengdu, and we are fellow disciples of the same sect. For the sake of our country's long-term goals, you and I must show our true capabilities. We will have a chance to compete with our superiors, and the losers will have a chance to test their abilities. In the future, we can also act as generals. What do you think?" This humble subject shall obey Duke Liang's thousand years order! " Miao Renjie answered.

Actually, Chai Kui was speaking these words not only for Miao Renjie to hear, but also for Zhang Bangchang, Zong Ze, and the others. He was speaking even more so for High Scholar Under Heaven. Zhang Bangchang Zongze and others: as long as I, Chai Gui, can defeat Miao Renjie, then the martial arts champion will be mine, and the competition that follows will be over. To the world's top student, I am fighting for the martial arts champion with the status of King Liang. When Yue Fei heard this, he thought in his heart, "Oh! So that's how it was. "Chai Gui and Miao Renjie are playing a game of 'Borrowing a corpse to repay a soul'." Borrowing a dead body to repay a soul was one of the thirty-six strategies in the offensive. It was to use Miao Renjie's martial arts skills to defeat the other heroes, and then use Chai Gui's powder to easily win over Miao Renjie.