After hearing this, Zhang Jingtao realized that although Bai Miaoci was polite on the surface, he did not claim to be his son. In fact, his words were sarcastic, implying that he could only talk arrogantly but could not show his true ability. At the same time, this was also what he wanted for himself.

life.

However, what is the next step in such a duel? Show bravery in front of Yang Wumei?

Indeed, if he wants to gain a firm foothold in the Ironwood clan, it is best to win the heart of this stunning beauty, but now the conflict between him and the Ironwood clan may not be resolved, and he will most likely leave them, so why bother fighting for this?

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Zhang Jingtao snorted softly: "Your Majesty's appointment is important. I'm sorry, but I am not free."

Yang Wumei was good at martial arts. It sounded like the two of them were about to duel, and it seemed that Bai Miaoci was jealous because she had taken Zhang Zheng in. There was already a hint of excitement on her face. When she heard what he said, she didn't want to give her to this stunning beauty.

Looking at it, I felt angry and scolded with disdain: "No coward!"

He turned around and walked away.

When Yang Wumei reacted like this, Bai Miaoci immediately felt happy, because everyone thought that Yang Wumei accepted Zhang Zheng mainly because Zhang Zheng was handsome.

Then he laughed and said: "I am really disappointed, so it is not difficult for others to do so!"

He also turned his horse's head and chased Yang Wumei.

Lu Ao didn't leave in a hurry, nodded and said: "It's better to hold back your anger for a while, little brother, I'm afraid he won't be his match."

Then he whispered: "It's just that if the little brother wants to establish a foothold in the Yang family, I am afraid that he will have a conflict with this person in the near future. But be careful that there will be a battle. If you think so, it is better to deal with it as soon as possible."

His attitude was modest, and he was not at all disdainful because Zhang Zheng was just a warrior from a poor family. He was very caring and very natural.

It makes people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze.

However, Zhang Jingtao was not grateful in his heart and was a bit slanderous. Therefore, he seemed to be modest, but when he looked at him, there was always something else in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Moreover, although this person's behavior seemed frank, he did not know what he was thinking.

He also seemed to want others to remember him as Lu Ao.

Zhang Jingtao, on the other hand, actually did not need Lu Ao's help. Judging from his subsequent response, it can be seen that he was enough to save his life.

However, Zhang Jingtao was very grateful and praised: "Brother, you are really wise. However, I may not be his opponent, but I am afraid that if we fight in private, there won't be much benefit from fighting.

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"Then you might as well take the initiative. As long as the little brother can show some extraordinary skills in front of Miss Yang Wumei, he will definitely be able to provoke this person to provoke again. Huh? This is because I am abrupt, talkative, talkative." Lu Ao said.

"It doesn't matter, my brother's plan is very good." Zhang Jingtao said.

"Then little brother, please be more careful." Lu Ao said and smiled casually, as if he felt that Zhang Jingtao was a bit arrogant after all.

But he didn't know that Zhang Jingtao knew very well that based on his brief practice of the Holy Master's way at this time, he was no match for Bai Miaoci.

"Thank you very much. If you can be of any use to me in the future, please feel free to ask." Of course Zhang Jingtao would not tell the truth. With a fist in his arms, Wu Jiujiu went to the barracks.

Lu Ao looked at him carefully and then turned his horse.

After getting a little closer to the military camp, I saw soldiers in the military camp looking out.

One of them was described as tough, with a big beard, a scar at the corner of his eye, and a gloomy face, looking outside.

Judging from the flattery of the soldiers around him, this person must be Wei Shuang, the commander of this battalion. This man is young and powerful, with the rank of major. He leads a death camp of a thousand people and is recognized as a powerful warrior himself.

The death camp is very dangerous, but it is also easy to perform meritorious deeds. I heard that when Wei Shuang first came to the death camp, he was also a small team leader.

During the stalemate war of the first two years, he became a major and captain.

Before he could take a closer look at Wei Shuang's expression, someone yelled at him: "Zhang Zheng, you bastard, stop for me!"

Looking sideways, he saw a small chariot parked on the side of the road rolling towards him. A shirtless man with a green beard in the car was looking at him with a ferocious smile.

It is Wang Ning.

Indeed, this guy has solid muscles and a rather ferocious posture, which is very suitable for being shirtless.

The person helping Wang Ning drive was actually Gu Shan with a look of helplessness on his face. Yang Wei should have sent him to follow him.

Wei Shuang would be here to watch the fun out of boredom, because the soldiers said someone was waiting at the edge of the camp.

As they got a little closer, before the car was set, Wang Ning clasped his fists towards Wei Shuang who was on the springboard of Muzhai and said, "Master Xiaowei, Wang Ning has a problem with this Zhang Zheng and wants to duel with him. Please go to the Xiaowei for permission."

Wei Shuang laughed and said straightforwardly: "I was going to give you two piecemeal bastards a bit of a showdown. It's just right. I've calibrated it. That Zhang Zheng, do you want to pick it up? No, that's fine, as long as it's from Wang Ning's crotch

Just crawl down and get over, but if you pick it up, you won't have to beg for mercy."

"Don't crawl!" Zhang Jingtao said angrily, which also means that he has accepted the duel.

After Wang Ning heard this, he moved very neatly. Before the carriage even stopped, he jumped down and strode towards Zhang Jingtao.

In an instant, Zhang Jingtao had an estimate of this person's thoughts.

Undoubtedly, although this person must be very aware of his own affairs, he still despises himself.

First, this person should have regarded the ten samurai he killed as thugs with no strength at all.

Secondly, using a cloak to fight Bai Kaishi is undoubtedly regarded as a pure trick.

Thirdly, when Zhang Zheng became a warrior, he received weapons from this man. When he tried the sword at that time, his martial arts skills were indeed very mediocre. This man did not expect to be treated with admiration after three days apart.

"Isn't it too late to use your bow and arrow today?" Wang Ning quickly rushed closer and sneered.

Bows and arrows are inconvenient to wear. When not in use, they are often taken off the string to maintain the power of the bow.

For this reason, Zhang Jingtao's bow string was indeed lowered, so naturally it was too late to use it.

The same is true for the crossbow. The arms of the crossbow are stowed away, and it takes several steps to open it.

It would probably be extremely difficult to defeat Wang Ning, because his martial arts skills are still very solid. At least a fight with him would be a long-lasting battle, with life and death uncertain.

Everyone present had this understanding, because Zhang Zheng, who has been making a lot of noise recently due to the Heshi Bi, was not said to have very advanced martial arts skills.

Zhang Jingtao was indeed nervous and anxious about what to do.

However, at the beginning, he didn't think of a good way and felt that he had to fight hard.

Fortunately, the next moment, Wang Ning's wild pace inspired him.

With a thought in his heart, Zhang Jingtao had a second thought. He tightened the shield in his hand and quickly pretended to draw the sword. However, in a panic, because the angle of the scabbard on the weapon box did not match the direction of his drawing the sword, the sword fell out.

It looked like it was stuck in the scabbard and couldn't be pulled out.

Since the other party despises me so much, it is better to let him despise him even more.

When Wang Ning saw this, he became even more determined. As he strode over, he drew his sword and shouted: "When I am born alive, I must go to Zhoudu to have a good time with your master Lan'er!"
Chapter completed!