Daming: From the end of Hongwu

Chapter 353 351 - Is this the number one general of Ming Dynasty?
The booing sounds from all around kept drifting into Zhen Wu's ears. Zhen Wu looked at the people in front of him with contemptuous smiles, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He found his recent approach a little too conservative.

Some peoples are inherently afraid of the strong and the weak.

Like uncivilized savages, they follow the law of the jungle, how could they understand the etiquette that sprouted in civilized life.

The only way to make them honest is to make them afraid.

They were scared.

Only in this way will they respect you, learn from you, and obey the rules you set, as if they were worshiping a god.

Cheng Liang was already angry when he saw that they underestimated Zhen Wu and Daming so much. He felt that the people in this tribe had shallow eyelids, so shallow that they had to see the horror of Da Ming with their own eyes before they could feel at ease. It was used by Daming, so Cheng Liang didn't even think about it, he stepped forward and knelt in front of Zhen Wu and asked Ying to end.

Zhen Wu raised his eyelids and said, "You?"

Cheng Liang nodded heavily: "The bidder must take this person within half a quarter of an hour. If not, I would like to give the head of the item to the Duke."

After Dunzi and other guards saw Cheng Liang's invitation, they all knelt down in front of Zhen Wu for a while, asking for the end of the competition, and they all yelled that they would take down this man for half a quarter of an hour.

In their hearts, Daming cannot be underestimated by anyone, and Zhen Wu cannot be underestimated by anyone.

This movement directly shocked Li Wenshu, Di Jiya and the others into silence, and the noisy booing just now stopped abruptly.

It seemed very abrupt.

The heroes of their tribe were completely ignored by Zhen Wu and his party.

Zhen Wu's eyes swept over his group of guards one by one. These people are warriors selected from thousands of miles away. I dare not say that everyone can win the man in the arena, but at least Cheng Liang, Dunzi and others There's not much pressure to hit that guy.

You must know that these people often play the role of Zhen Wu's training partner.

Who dares to be Zhen Wu's training partner if he has no ability.

But Zhen Wu finally shook his head slowly in the face of their invitation. These people can end as long as they can, but they can't win to the point where Meng Temu's people are frightened.

This is not enough.

So he has to go off in person.

He wants to beat everyone present at once, as long as the word "wrestling" is mentioned, the shadow of Zhen Wu can't help but emerge.

Even after ten, twenty, or thirty years, these people will never forget that once there was a Duke of the Ming Dynasty who suppressed their entire tribe with an invincible attitude.

Of course, there is another reason.

That is to say, there is a good amount of anger in Zhen Wu's heart. This anger is angry that they don't know Mount Tai, and that Meng Temu is contemptuous of them all. Get angry.

A small tribe was provoked even though he treated him with the honor of a duke, even if Zhen Wu could bear it, he would not bear it any longer, so he had to do it himself, release the anger on these people with his own hands. Give them an unforgettable imprint on their bodies.

"I will do it myself."

Zhen Wu's tone was very light, but it seemed to come from the winter wind, floating with chills. While taking off his cloak and throwing it to Cheng Liang, he went on like gossip: "It's true that I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for a long time. Some people are willing to practice with, just to be able to move around."

Zhen Wu walked towards the field with big strides.

Words are conveyed to every corner in his steps.

"But there's only one person who can't be fun." After Zhen Wu came to the field, he looked around at the people of the Mengtemu tribe around him, and then selected candidates with a cold face, and then stretched out his hand to point to the selected people one by one: " You, you, you, and you..."

Zhen Wu picked nine people in a row, plus the people in the field, made up the number of ten people.

These ten people are all strong and strong men, as long as they are not blind, it can be seen that these ten people are definitely the top heroes in the Meng Temu tribe.

Zhen Wu glanced at these people indifferently, and finally set his sights on Di Jiya, and said with a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth: "Let's add you, you are so happy, let me see your kung fu, isn't it?" And as flexible as the tongue."

After all, Zhen Wu proudly faced everyone, and with an attitude of indifference to the world, he shouted loudly: "Whoever is selected by me, you come together, I will beat eleven."

Zhen Wu's voice seemed to reverberate between the heaven and the earth for a long time.

Except for Zhen Wu's voice, other people in this world seemed to have lost the ability to speak. Everyone stared at Zhen Wu dumbfounded.

This person is crazy.

Li Wenshu's eyes shrank involuntarily.

This Duke of Ming Dynasty must be crazy!

These are ten... no, eleven people, forget it, let's count as ten.

But these ten are not ordinary small characters.

If Zhen Wu can fight again, is it possible that he can still fight ten more?

Li Wenshu didn't want to believe it, and he didn't believe that there would be such a powerful person in the world. He looked at Zhen Wu who was domineering in the field, and the viciousness on his face became more and more thick.

When Shiganu saw this scene, his blood boiled immediately, beating eleven, what is beating eleven, this is a domineering deed that any man has imagined.

He had fantasized about it before, but unlike Zhen Wu, no matter how much he fantasized, he only dared to think about three or four at most, and as for eleven, it was something he couldn't even think about.

Can Zhen Wu do it?

soon.

Shi Jianu realized that he and Zhen Wu were on his own, if Zhen Wu was ashamed here, it would not be a good thing, he couldn't help worrying about Zhen Wu again.

thought here.

Shi Jianu looked at Cheng Liang and the others, wondering if he wanted Cheng Liang and the others to persuade Zhen Wu.

At worst, try playing five first.

Don't be too impulsive.

But to his surprise, Cheng Liang and the others all looked calm, and even looked at Zhen Wu with a trace of fanatical admiration in their eyes, as if Zhen Wu let alone beat eleven people, no matter how many people he beat, There will be no problem at all.

Shikanu was shocked.

Zhen Wu can't really do it!

When he thought of this possibility, he immediately became anticipation in his heart. As long as he thought that Zhen Wu might really win against eleven people, he would be so excited that he wanted to explode, or his whole body trembled as if he wanted to climax.

At this moment, Meng Temu and Li Chengshan not far away also noticed the movement here.

The two couldn't help but stop talking and looked over.

Li Chengshan said: "Didn't you know enough about Da Ming all the time? Today is a good opportunity. Let's take a good look at Da Ming's number one brave general."

"The first hero?"

Meng Temu said: "Even if he is the number one brave general, is it possible that he can still beat ten of us? You have seen those ten. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the top ten heroes of my tribe."

"Only ten."

Li Chengshan recalled all the rumors he heard about Zhen Wu in Daming, and he said softly: "If the rumors are true, don't say ten people, give him a horse, and he can charge several times in your tribe by himself." Wear a pair."

"How is it possible!" Meng Temu said in disbelief.

"Don't believe it? I actually don't want to believe it either."

……

At this time, Di Jiya was gnashing her silver teeth, staring at Zhen Wu fiercely: "You said you want to beat eleven of us?"

Zhen Wu nodded, and said with a twitch of the corner of his mouth: "That's right."

Di Jiya immediately jumped up in rage, and she pointed at Zhen Wu, who was healthy and well-proportioned, and said angrily: "You bastard, how dare you underestimate our warriors in Udori."

"Have you underestimated it? Maybe." Zhen Wu said indifferently, as if Di Jiya's panic did not cause Zhen Wu's psychological fluctuations at all.

Di Jiya said with anger in her eyes: "Okay, you said this, then don't regret it."

"I want to regret it, I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

After Zhen Wu finished speaking, his tone became cold and severe in vain: "Stop talking nonsense, don't you want to invite me to end, since I am end, don't let me down, anyone I choose, get out of here quickly. "

The people who were selected by Zhen Wu before all had anger on their faces. It is impossible for anyone to be so underestimated, but they also know clearly that Zhen Wu is the Duke of Ming Dynasty, and they don't know what to do. They shouldn't have gone up to teach Zhen Wu a lesson. For a moment, everyone looked at Di Jiya.

Digiya gritted her silver teeth, and said fiercely: "What are you afraid of, give it all to me, Suo Luoyi, I will make him regret today! You beat him!"

Following Digeya's voice fell.

The ten people finally stopped hesitating, and all rushed towards Zhen Wu in the field, and the fastest mover was Suo Luoyi who had been staying in the field.

After Suo Luoyi charged up, he punched Zhen Wu's head straight with a very heavy punch.

At this time, both sides knew that the previous style of wrestling was not suitable for this atmosphere, and the free fighting that was either death or injury was the battle that this emotion should have.

Zhen Wu was not surprised, it was just as he expected.

His eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his arm to block, and at the same time, his right fist hit Suo Luoyi's head directly with an unstoppable gesture.

How can it be so fast.

As soon as Suo Luoyi flashed this thought, the gravity carried by Zhen Wu's fist was conveyed to him. Suo Luoyi only felt a buzzing in his head, and the thought could no longer appear.

Zhen Wu gained power and was relentless. With a low kick, he swept Suo Luoyi's legs, causing him to fall straight to the ground. Then Zhen Wu stepped forward, raised his right leg high, and above the right leg His muscular lines instantly bulged layer by layer in the middle of his trouser legs, and with Zhen Wu's anger, he kicked Suo Luoyi's abdomen violently.

A dull voice sounded.

Suo Luoyi was directly kicked by Zhen Wu and slid on the ground for a distance of three or four meters, and during the slide, a mouthful of blood sprayed out like a flood.

The blood drew a curve in the air, fell to the ground, and stained Zhen Wu's trouser legs.

But Zhen Wu didn't care about the blood, and even this bit of blood irritated Zhen Wu even more. In a blink of an eye, Zhen Wu once again dodged and rushed towards the other people who were rushing towards him.

It was also due to Suo Luoyi's bad luck, he moved the fastest, and he must also be the fastest to fall. In just two breaths, he was knocked off the field by Zhen Wu, and passed out.

The onlookers around were speechless.

That's only two breaths.

Suo Luoyi, who had been wrestling for consecutive victories just now, was dealt with so quickly by Zhen Wu.

Suo Luoyi's strength is impressive, but how much strength should Zhen Wu have.

But their surprises were only just beginning.

Zhen Wu rushed towards the others, as if a wolf into a flock of sheep. Whether it was a punch or an elbow, it seemed that any blow contained an irresistible force. He fell heavily to the ground.

What kind of horror is this.

Not only made the heroes of their tribe unable to catch, but also beat the heroes of their tribe, bleating like sheep.

Everyone in the Meng Temu tribe uttered horror from time to time. They saw Zhen Wu's fist as heavy as a mountain, as if it had hit themselves, which made them terrified.

One.

two.

Three.

In a short while, seven or eight people had been knocked out of the field by Zhen Wu, and they all passed out. At this time, when Zhen Wuxing arrived, he grabbed one of the legs with one hand, swung the two of them as if they were playing with a windmill, and started spinning.

The man who weighed a hundred catties was like a yo-yo in Zhen Wu's hands. After being played with by Zhen Wu for a few laps, he threw it out forcefully.

bang.

The two fell to the ground and stacked together.

Zhen Wu has long since discovered that since he exploded his strength to the limit in Jinan City last time, his strength has increased a bit.

It can be said that he can really understand the idiom "Overlord lifts the tripod" now.

Because he can too.

With such strength that makes him explode, who can be his all-in-one enemy? !

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

Meng Temu pointed at the invincible Zhen Wu in the wrestling field, and stammered, "This...this...is the number one general of Ming Dynasty?"

"Yes, that's the first ingredient."

Li Chengshan took a deep breath, and then he didn't know whether to tell him or Meng Temu: "Don't provoke Da Ming in this life, no, as long as Zhen Wu is still alive, never provoke Da Ming, this kind of character deserves a strong army. , there is no one in the world.”

Meng Temu followed and nodded.

And Shi Kanu was already wet at the moment, the brave man he admired the most in his life, now seeing Zhen Wu's invincible appearance, he couldn't wait to call himself a bitch.

Zhen Wu's power was really beyond his imagination.

At this moment, he finally understood why Cheng Liang and the others looked at Zhen Wu with fanatical admiration just now.

Who doesn't admire such a character.

He even wanted to ask Zhen Wuxi if he liked men.

At this time, all the ten men in the arena had been thrown out of the arena by Zhen Wu, only Di Jiya was left standing on the spot in shock, but following Zhen Wu's punch, he directed at Di Jiya mercilessly. After the blow, before the fist arrived, the wind of the fist knocked the beautiful sika deer down on the ground in fright.

Zhen Wu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately lost interest in punching.

He still likes the way Digeya refuses to admit defeat.

……

Next, there is one more thing to do.

Zhen Wu turned around and looked at Li Wenshu, who was stupefied. Zhen Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "I heard that you are very good at bows and arrows. I happen to be good at bows and arrows. I don't know if I shot an arrow. Are you interested in giving me some pointers?"

Li Wenshu didn't know why.

Zhen Wu nodded and said, "If you don't speak, it will be assumed that you agree." As he spoke, Zhen Wu walked towards Li Wenshu, pulling out a few dog's tail grass from the ground, and then Zhen Wu rubbed the grass on the ground. Together, they stuck on Li Wenshu's head.

Finally, Zhen Wu snapped his fingers at Cheng Liang.

Cheng Liang led a horse knowingly.

Zhen Wu said to Li Wenshu, "Ride on, and then run away."

Li Wenshu didn't know what Zhen Wu wanted to do, and just wanted to ask a question.

Zhen Wu's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "If you are asked to ride a horse, you will be obedient. Do you know that a disobedient child will not be able to go home easily?"

Li Wenshu's heart skipped a beat, and because of Zhen Wu's fighting power just now, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and got on his horse.

As soon as he got on the horse's back, Zhen Wu slapped the horse's buttocks, and the horse rushed forward in response.

Everyone was a little confused at this moment, not knowing what Zhen Wu was going to do, but when Zhen Wu received the strong bow from Cheng Liang, everyone understood what Zhen Wu was thinking.

Li Wenshu undulated on the back of the galloping horse, and the kneaded dogtail grass on his head also swayed in the wind.

Zhen Wu's eyes gradually became congealed, thinking of his hard practiced archery in order not to lose face in front of Xiao Liu, feeling the breeze floating, finally his eyes became fixed, the bowstring was loosened, and the arrow shot towards the dog's tail grass like lightning past.

Li Wenshu was riding a horse when he felt a gust of wind behind him. Before he could turn his head, a feathered arrow flew straight past his head.

It was as if nothing had been shot.

But when he took a closer look, the feathered arrow was carrying those few bristles on the head, trembling on the ground.

What kind of archery is this? !

Li Wenshu was frightened, but the next moment all fear came to his mind. Zhen Wu actually...planted grass on his head as a target. There is still life.

Shameful.

At this time, the people in the tribe who saw the results of this arrow, exclaimed for a while. They have been riding and shooting all year round, but they have never played such a fancy way of archery.

Zhen Wu felt a little pity, it took ten times to hit one shot, but he actually hit it, so there's no reason for this, and he was obviously aiming at the head.

This fucking craftsmanship is really helpless.

If so, then forget it.

Meng Temu ran over in a hurry at this moment. While hinting to his followers to take the wounded heroes of his tribe for treatment, he squeezed out a smile and said to Zhen Wu: "The Duke is good at archery, and I, Meng Temu Mu has seen quite a few sharpshooters over the years, but this is the first time he has seen someone as prodigious as Duke Guo."

At this time, he really admired Zhen Wu for his five-body projection, his invincibility in melee combat, and his long-range shooting accuracy like a god. Even if this kind of person was born in a small tribe, he could achieve some dominance, let alone in Daming.

At this time, if you don't hug your thigh, when will you hug it?

If he can't distinguish between good and bad, then he is a fool.

Zhen Wu glanced at Meng Temu and didn't talk much about this topic. He just glanced at Li Chengshan in the blink of an eye, and then turned his eyes and said: "I don't know how your chat with our Commander Li is going? Have you made a decision? Or If there is something you are not satisfied with, everyone can sit down and talk about it.”

"What did the Duke say, what's the point of talking about it? As soon as I saw the Duke, I felt that I was very close to him. I don't need to say anything. As long as the Duke says a word, I will lead all my followers to say nothing. Absolutely Follow our Daming, Daming told us to go east, we will definitely not go west."

amount.

Ok.

"Then... what about the North Korean?" Zhen Wu looked in Li Wenshu's direction.

"North Korean? Drive him away, is it possible to keep him for dinner at night?" After Meng Temu finished speaking, he shouted at the people in his tribe: "Hurry up, what kind of North Korean, don't you bother me?" what."

The people of the tribe hurried to drive Li Wenshu away.

Only Di Jiya looked blankly in Li Wenshu's direction, and the energy in her beautiful eyes faded quickly.

She opened her mouth.

But in the end nothing was said.

Soon.

Li Wenshu and his group were driven out of Meng Temu's tribe in despair. Li Wenshu looked at his entourage and guards behind him, thinking of his high-spirited appearance when he set off, and how his friends treated him. The envy of getting a good job, and then thinking of the scene of being humiliated by Zhen Wu in the Meng Temu tribe, suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

How could he bear this gap.

He was a proud person, he couldn't accept a person who was stronger than him, but also had a higher status than him, and he couldn't accept being completely defeated in a duel with such a person.

Li Wenshu's eyes flickered.

He suddenly thought of a Mongolian tribe who had just migrated here a few days ago. That Mongolian tribe wanted to make friends with them in North Korea, and it seemed that they just happened to be quite dissatisfied with Meng Temu and the others.

Wealth is in danger.

So...he's going to give it a go this time.

Duke of Ming Dynasty?

Humph

If he died here, no one would know who killed it.

So what if you can fight, can you beat hundreds of people and thousands of people? !
He is bound to finish the job beautifully, and then return to the country with glory to enjoy the praise and admiration of everyone.

These are what he deserves.

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