Liu Xiu was stunned when he heard this and looked at the young man again. He was the white horse Gongsun Zan? Well, he really looked a bit heroic, but this guy was a famous young man. Although he had been majestic for a while, he was beaten to pieces by Yuan Shao. It is said that he finally burned himself into roast duck.

As the saying goes, it’s better to be older than to be older than to be seven. This kid is indeed a man who would rather betray than to bend when he comes to other people’s territory. No wonder he is merciless to attack those Wu people.

He was feeling that Gongsun Zan had already taken a step, snatched the knife from a evil servant's hand, and slapped the back of the knife on his face with the back of his hand. With a crisp "slap", the evil servant's face suddenly turned red, covered his face and shouted, jumping aside. Gongsun Zan took advantage of the situation and rushed in. There was a violent beating in every move. Although he did not hurt people with the knife in his hand, his fists and feet were extremely fierce, and he beat the servants around and cried and called for their parents.

Liu Bei was excited when he saw it, and cheered and followed him into the battle group. Gongsun Zan didn't say much, but just smiled at Liu Bei, and then continued to chase and beat the servants. Although the servants had started to suffer a little, they were not weak. They quickly stabilized their positions under the command of several leaders, surrounded Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei, and gradually regained the situation. Although Gongsun Zan still looked indifferent, he did not dare to neglect. He drew out the long sword at his waist and took the fight carefully.

As the situation changed, Liu Bei suffered a loss. He had no weapons. Faced with the attack of the Mao family servants who had come to his senses, he was struggling and was hit twice in a row, but gritted his teeth and did not hurt. He dealt with the Mao family servants like a little tiger. Fortunately, Gongsun Zan quickly grabbed a long sword and handed it to his hands, which made him slightly better.

Although Liu Xiu has seized time to exercise in the past few months, he has only practiced his strength and has not practiced martial arts seriously. Now, seeing Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei fight with swords against more than a dozen Mao family servants, he is a little nervous and excited. He widens his eyes and remembers Gongsun Zan's actions in his heart. Gongsun Zan's every move is clean and neat and murderous. Every time he makes a move, he either hits the most fierce servant or dissolves an attack. His movements don't seem complicated, but they are very effective, which is very different from those action movies that Liu Xiu has watched in his previous life.

This is the real martial arts? Liu Xiu subconsciously held his breath.

The fight here was lively, but the boy from the Mao family who was still struggling immediately was forgot. The boy hugged the horse's neck and did not dare to let go. He didn't even dare to shout for help. His face was pale. Although the servants tried their best to pounce on him, they were kicked away by the fierce white horse without exception. They were unable to get close to him and were so anxious that they shouted.

At this moment, a few people rushed out of the valley, leading a man with a medium figure, but very strong. He walked with wind and glanced at the situation in the field. Without saying a word, he stepped in front of the white horse in two steps, and reached out to grab the bridle. The horse was jumping happily, but unexpectedly, he was suddenly grabbed by someone, and became more and more violent. He raised his head and waved his tail, and pedaled hard on the ground to break free. Unexpectedly, although the man was not tall, he looked like a mountain. No matter how the horse struggled, he just didn't move at all. He grabbed the belt of the Mao boy with one hand and easily lifted him off the horse.

As soon as the Mao family's young man's feet fell to the ground, he suddenly collapsed into a ball, and wanted to cry without tears. He just raised his trembling finger and pointed at Gongsun Zan. His blood-lost lips trembled for a long time before he spit out two words: "Beat him!"

The Mao family servants who were fighting with Gongsun Zan were also excited when they saw the man coming. Someone shouted, "Okay, Wu Jun is here, this kid can't escape." As they spoke, several people covered each other and retreated, and their behavior was quite regular.

The originally lively venue suddenly became quiet. A leader came forward and attached himself to the Wu Junhou's ear and said a few words, glaring at Gongsun Zan from time to time. After hearing this, Wu Junhou had no expression. He waved his hand to signal those people to take care of the Mao family boy who had not yet come back to his senses. He took a step forward, looked up and down at Gongsun Zan with his hands on his back, and raised the corner of his mouth: "A scholar who is here to study?"

Gongsun Zan was neither humble nor arrogant. He put his long sword in the sheath, bowed his hand disapprovingly, and said with his head raised, "Gongsun Zan from western Liaoning came here to study. Unexpectedly, someone robbed him and insisted on riding my horse, but he was incompetent and wanted to injure others. This was the punishment for the minor punishment."

Wu Junhou snorted, then looked at Liu Bei behind Gongsun Zan and Liu Xiu who had been standing aside: "Where are you?"

"Liu Bei in Zhuo County, the grandson of Liu Jun, the master of Gongcao." Liu Bei also bowed his hand, but said gently: "We happened to pass by and saw them clashing. Seeing that the Mao family's master and servant besieged Brother Gongsun alone, for fear of a death, he came to smooth things over."

"Smoothing the field?" Wu Junhou sneered: "Is there anyone who can smooth things out like this? Have you used all the swords?"

"Otherwise." Liu Bei shook his head and said, "Your master must ride Brother Gongsun's horse. They bet to let us be witnesses. Your master is here. Why don't you ask him if it is the truth? As for this knife, it is not mine, it is your Mao family. It's just that his skills are not as good as others. He was taken away by Brother Gongsun. What's the matter with me?" As he said that, he held the long sword inverted and sent it to Wu Junhou with both hands.

Wu Junhou looked at Liu Bei with some surprise, as if he was moved by Liu Bei's calmness and Zhou Quan. He hesitated for a moment, took the knife, played with a knife, looked at Gongsun Zan again, grinned and smiled, but the scar on his face made his smile look a bit ferocious.

"Young man, his martial arts are good, he can actually take the sword of my Mao family." He walked back and forth with his hands behind his back: "Well, I will make this bet with you for my master. You will win, and you will write it off. If you lose, you will not want you for nothing. Just follow the previous agreement between my master. Do you have this courage?"

Liu Xiu shook his head secretly. This was really unreasonable. What's the fairness of this bet? It's just bullying people with power. This military marquis surnamed Wu is calm and obviously not comparable to those servants of the Mao family. He controlled the white horse with his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand. He felt a vague murderous aura in his every move, but it seemed like he had killed someone. Looking at the scar on his face, he might be a warrior who had fought bloodily on the battlefield. Although Gongsun Zan was brave, he had never been on the battlefield and was probably not his opponent.

He glanced at Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei. Liu Bei's face was very bad, but Gongsun Zan was as cold as water and sneered. Liu Xiu thought for a while, thinking that Liu Bei had already done his best and returned the knife. The Wu Junhou still refused to let go and insisted on competing with Gongsun Zan. He felt that this fight was inevitable, so he would be up or not? In theory, he knew that Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei were both unscrupulous guys, so he could not count on him. Of course, he didn't expect his domineering aura. After taking these two people, it was the best way to stay out of the matter. But no matter what, Liu Bei was his "brother". Seeing him being beaten up at this time, he didn't react at all, and it seemed a bit unreasonable.

But he had no skill except for his strong strength. If it were the Mao family servants just now, he would still have the confidence to deal with one or two, but the Wu Junhou in front of him was obviously not able to deal with it with his strength. He was a trainer. Although he had one force to reduce his strength to ten times, would his strength be greater than him? I'm afraid it might not be.
Chapter completed!