When Liu Xiu thought of this, he suddenly shuddered. As a person who can secretly peek at his powerful opponent for ten years, he is definitely not an impulsive temper. How could he have such emotions? Could it be that his body's personality, wouldn't he be a little schizophrenia?

Wu Junhou looked at Gongsun Zan with a cold face leisurely and calmly. Yu Guang inadvertently glanced at Liu Bei, who was frowning. Liu Xiu, who was obviously hesitant and Liu Xiu, whose face changed, fell on Gongsun Zan's face again and smiled faintly: "How? Should I fight, or should I just take the horse away?"

"I want to hold my Gongsun Zan's horse?" Gongsun Zan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "You have to convince me first, right?"

"It's bloody." Wu Junhou stretched out a finger and pointed at Gongsun Zan, without hiding his appreciation in his tone: "I like a man like you very much, and he deserves to be from Liaodong."

"I dare not take it." Gongsun Zan slowly pulled out the knife, took a step back, held the knife in both hands, pointed the knife diagonally, and made a stance to fight. He stared at Wu Junhou with his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Please give me advice!"

Wu Junhou held the knife in one hand, hid behind him, his feet slightly separated, and stood there casually, nodding at Gongsun Zan: "Come on!"

Gongsun Zan gritted his teeth, took a step, raised his hands above his head, and was about to slash with all his strength, Liu Xiu suddenly shouted: "Let's wait!"

When Wu Junhou saw Gongsun Zan raise his sword and was about to attack, his wrist moved, and the long sword hidden behind him had just trembled, but when he heard Liu Xiu's call, he was about to stop. He took back his body, looking at Liu Xiu in confusion, frowned: "What do you want to say?"

Gongsun Zan had already held his breath and was ready to fight to the death. He was stopped in the middle, neither moving forward nor retreating. His face turned red. He hesitated for a while and refused to take advantage of this opportunity to sneak attack the Wu Junhou. He had to stop, take a step back, and look at Liu Xiu with some anger.

"This..." Liu Xiu smiled embarrassedly: "I actually have nothing to say. Everyone is just making a bet and there is no need to use a knife, right? This is the Mao family's manor, and we are here to study again. From now on, we look up and see each other without eyes. No matter if it is injured, it is not good. Otherwise... you can compete with your fists and feet. Anyway, as long as you decide the winner, there is no need to fight to the death."

Wu Junhou thought about it and looked back at the Mao family boy. The Mao family boy hesitated for a moment and nodded. Wu Junhou chuckled, threw the knife in his hand to the Mao family servant standing beside him, patted Dashou and said, "I'm empty-handed, you can use a knife."

Gongsun Zan did not think so, but also put the knife into the sheath. He pulled it out of his belt with the sheath and handed it to Liu Bei's hand. He curled his lips and said, "I will not take advantage of you, so I will compete with you."

Liu Xiu was ashamed. It turned out that they called punching and fighting skills. He was exposed inadvertently. Before he could reflect for a while, Liu Bei took Gongsun Zan's knife and took a step back, stood beside him, and praised softly: "Brother, you have a good method. Even if you lose, you will only take a few punches and will not hurt your life in the end."

Liu Xiu glanced at him and thought to himself that you, a great hero, are also afraid of death. I thought I was just ordinary people. Yes, he suggested comparing fists and feet instead of using a knife, just to cause death. No matter what, comparing hand is safer than cutting with a knife. The effect of strength can be relatively clear. Isn't there a saying that the master's death by killing a barbarian punch, but comparing a knife is completely different from this concept. No matter how strong he is, he cannot make up for the gap in knife skills. If he doesn't do it well, he will even chop himself.

While speaking, Gongsun Zan and Wu Junhou had already taken action. Gongsun Zan attacked with all his might, as if he was crazy, without leaving any remaining strength. However, the Wu Junhou just smiled and had a serious look on his face to deal with the moves, protecting him with both hands, and always blocking Gongsun Zan's attack at critical moments.

Liu Xiu was the first time watching a competition, and he refused to let it go easily. He stared at the two fists and feet. His arms were subconsciously trembling slightly, and he didn't even feel it himself. Liu Bei didn't pay attention. He just held his breath and paid attention to the two tangled figures in the field, and he was worried about Gongsun Zan. Although Gongsun Zan was attacking, his attack had not worked. Although the Martial Army waited for many times, once he attacked, it was probably the time when Gongsun Zan was defeated. Although he had just met Gongsun Zan, he couldn't help but stand on the side of Gongsun Zan.

Liu Xiu did not have this kind of self-consciousness. He just watched the two of them with all concentration. He was still a little excited when he started watching, but after watching for a while, he was a little disappointed. Although the two were fighting lively, they did not have any exquisite tricks. They were just punching and slashing, twisting and grabbing arms, twisting and squeezing, and basically there was no difference between fighting with children. If you had to say anything different, they were more straightforward when exerting force, less hugging, and more fierce and faster.

Damn, what kind of masters are, I can do these things. Liu Xiu was also a little whispering while watching. He suddenly remembered that he had watched some martial arts competitions such as martial arts competitions in his previous life. He was like this. When he performed one by one, he was like a person. He really fought, but he was either punching, kicking, or hugging. He basically couldn't use any of the good tricks he practiced. No matter what Tai Chi Gate, Wudang Gate, or Liuhe Gate, there was only one door left when he went on stage - random hitting the door.

Liu Xiu became more and more bored as he watched. He originally wanted to watch a duel between masters, but he saw a boring game that was not far from the street gang fight. He was really disappointed. Just as he was thinking that there had been changes in the field. Wu Junhou, who had been defending, faced a straight punch from Gongsun Zan, and suddenly he did not retreat but advanced. He pushed Gongsun Zan's fist to the right side with his right hand, and the person stepped forward.

"Be careful!" Liu Xiu blurted out subconsciously. Before he finished speaking, Wu Junhou had already taken a step forward and inserted his foot behind Gongsun Zan. He turned his right hand over Gongsun Zan's arm, opened his tiger's mouth and headed straight for his neck.

Gongsun Zan heard Liu Xiu's reminder, but for some reason, he didn't react at all. He raised his left hand and blocked his neck. He was holding Wu Junhou's tiger's mouth, but his feet were not lifted up in time. His whole body was swept back by Wu Junhou's thick arms, losing balance, and flew away a step away. With a "bang" sound, he fell to the ground, stirring up dust.

"You lost." Wu Junhou took the lead and pressed Gongsun Zan to the ground with one hand. Gongsun Zan struggled a few times, his face turned red, but he couldn't break free. He could only relax his body in regret and fell to the ground.

"I lost." He paused and said, "I can't sell horses, I'll lend you a ride for three days."

Wu Junhou laughed, stood up, turned around and walked to the white horse, and took the horse away. It was strange that the horse was very violent when the young man of the Mao family rode on, but it was very quiet in Wu Junhou's hand. Wu Junhou took the horse and took a two-step look at Liu Xiu, and he stopped talking, and helped the young man of the Mao family onto the horse and went into the valley.

Liu Bei rushed forward and helped Gongsun Zan up. As soon as Gongsun Zan stood up, he broke free from Liu Bei's hand, took the knife and inserted it into the belt, and walked forward without a sound. Liu Bei smiled bitterly, came to catch the ox cart, and followed it into the valley. Liu Xiu did not say anything, and walked side by side with Liu Bei. The three of them silently entered the Yangtoufu and walked through a mountain road of about a dozen steps. Their eyes suddenly became clear. There was a large basin, with peach blossoms blooming all over the mountains and fields. More than a dozen small houses were hidden in them, and several people wearing Confucian shirts were chatting with their hands behind their backs in the peach forest.
Chapter completed!