"Yes, Zilong's martial arts skills are extremely outstanding. Following Zilong, I am equally convinced..."

"Zilong's martial arts are indeed very strong, but I, Zhao Bao, am not bad at martial arts either, and I also want to be the leader.

If Zhao Zilong wants to become the leader, he needs to compete with me, Zhao Bao!

Otherwise, if you become the leader like this, I, Zhao Bao, will be the first to be unconvinced!"

Among the very harmonious voices, an uncooperative voice suddenly sounded.

A burly man wearing leather armor and holding a long-handled sword in his hand said loudly, stood up, and looked at Zhao Yun, who was surrounded by many people.

This man who calls himself Zhao Bao is also surrounded by many people.

It can be seen that this person usually has courage and prestige.

Zhao Yun, who looked to be in his early twenties, turned to look at Zhao Bao and nodded: "Of course it is. This leader cannot be said to be just whoever he wants to be. He needs to show his true skills in martial arts."

As he said this, he turned his gaze to the others, and then said: "Apart from Brother Zhao, are there any others who feel dissatisfied and think that they are qualified to be the leader?

You might as well all stand up and have a competition among us to choose this person.

Lest anyone be angry in their hearts and disobey others later on.

That would be bad."

Zhao Yun said this, his eyes slowly scanning the crowd.

"Count me in, Yang Jun!"

"I have long heard about the name of Changshan Zhending Zhao Zilong, but I have never had the opportunity to fight against him. This is an opportunity. Although I, Yang Fan, am not good at martial arts, I still want to reach out and learn Zhao Zilong's martial arts..."

Zhao Yun's voice fell, and after a brief silence, four or five people spoke up and stood up.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun's expression remained calm.

He stood here and waited for a while. After seeing no other people come forward, he nodded to these people who stood up and turned to Zhao Bao, the first person to stand up.

"Brother Zhao, everything has a first come, first served. Why don't we go through the motions first? What do you think?"

"Yes, it should be so!"

Zhao Bao responded without any hesitation.

Everyone present quickly dispersed and formed a clearing on the empty wheat field.

Zhao Yun mounted his horse, holding a gun in his hand, and slowly walked into the circle and stood still.

Zhao Bao also entered on horseback.

The two of them bowed their hands and saluted from a distance on horseback, and then in unison, they started their horses and rushed away!

The distance of more than fifty steps passed in an instant!

When the two horses crossed each other, the sword in Zhao Bao's hand struck at Zhao Yun, and Zhao Yun's spear also attacked instantly!

The spear came first and stabbed Zhao Bao directly in the throat!

Zhao Bao, who was slashing towards Zhao Yun with the broadsword in his hand, suddenly made a smart and slashing movement all over his body, and couldn't help but pause.

As for Zhao Yun, after he stabbed Zhao Bao in the throat with a spear, he withdrew the spear in his hand and quickly raised it, sending Zhao Bao's sword flying towards him with one shot!

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the two horses staggered apart.

Zhao Yun was holding a gun with one hand and looked majestic, while the sword in Zhao Bao's hand was blown away by Zhao Yun!

There was some blood stains on the throat.

If Zhao Yun hadn't held back, he would have died immediately with that one blow!

From this, we can also see how big the gap is between him and Zhao Yun!

And how familiar Zhao Yun is with guns.

Being able to accurately stab the enemy's throat with a spear on top of a galloping war horse, and only pierce a little flesh, without damaging his life, is really not something that ordinary people can do!

Zhao Bao, who was stiff and thought he was about to die, got off his horse and carried him for dozens of steps before he realized that his throat had not been pierced, but only suffered some minor injuries. His whole body felt relaxed and sweaty.

It came out instantly...

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is truly worthy of his reputation. I, Zhao Bao, am convinced!"

Zhao Bao came to Zhao Yun, turned over and dismounted, raised his hands to Zhao Yun, and said respectfully.

After Zhao Yun helped Zhao Bao up, he looked at the other people who stood up and prepared to compete with him.
Chapter completed!