Another day passed, when Ma Chao had already set everyone in the mountains and forests, Liu Bei, his second brother and his subordinates arrived in a hurry. Guan Ping and Liao Hua didn't know where to get two Guan-like banners and walked over with a sense of ritual on both sides.

It happened to be the morning, and Cao Cao, Sun Quan and others who were invited to participate had already visited the viewing seats outside the two sides. Cao Cao got a lot of cheerleaders from somewhere, and they cheered Guan Yu.

"Guan Yu, Guan Yu, you are the best, Guan Yu, Guan Yu, you are the strongest!"

Then Cao Cao also tied a red ribbon on his head, and the words Guan Yu said to cheer him up. Not only did he have it on his head, but even the same ribbon was tied on the head of the troops he brought.

In addition, Cao Ren, Xiahou Dun, Li Dian, Xu Huang, Zhang Liao and others also had this shameful ribbon tied to their heads, and each of them had a banner with a name called Guan.

The Tang Dynasty photographer who was currently broadcasting directly hit the camera. Cao Cao and Sun Quan were watching the game more exciting than the upcoming competition.

The melon-eating emperors in the group glared and their mouths opened. Now their situation can only be described in four words - they were stunned.

"What is Cao Mengde doing? This is this... so shameful!" Sima Yi was stunned. He knew that Cao Cao likes Guan Yu, but there was no need to like it so much!

However, Emperor Ai of Han, Liu Xin, who was standing by, made a vulgar expression and said softly: "I like Cao Mengde's appearance~"

Everyone directly posted a message in the group: "Haha~ What a weird scene is this."

Feng Hao sent a call to Liu Bei via video call. After answering, he asked Liu Bei to hand over his phone to Guan Yu who was in the rest area. Since he was eating melons, he couldn't eat too much. He had to reveal the correct news.

Immediately afterwards, Guan Yu picked up his phone and saw Feng Hao's face. Guan Yu still squinted his eyes and even looked at people with his nostrils...

"Hey, hey, second master, can we stop looking at people? Is it normal? " Feng Hao kindly gave you some information, but you don't want to do it anymore.

So Guan Yu opened his eyes impatiently and asked, "What's the matter with King Zhao?"

Feng Hao said this: "Second Master, Qin Qiong is not as powerful as you in military affairs, either in military affairs. You just need to perform normally!"

He heard what he said. Guan Ping and Liao Hua suddenly came over and listened to Feng Hao's opinion. Liu Bei turned his head and looked evil, and Zhuge Liang's expression changed a little.

But Guan Yu was a little confused. Didn’t he say that Qin Qiong’s combat power was similar to his?

"That's all the result of fantasy in the world. The real situation is that Qin Qiong can only fight with a peak quasi-first-class general like General Wei Yan or General Cao Ren. He is not at the same level as you, so you can fight with confidence!" Feng Hao told Guan Yu very seriously, and it depends on whether he can understand it.

So Liu Bei leaned over and took his phone to ask Feng Hao if this was true. Feng Hao told them the actual situation. If Qin Qiong had comprehensive strength, he could compete with Yuchi Gong, but he would definitely not be able to defeat a first-class general like Guan Yu.

With the correct guidance of the official, the ministers of Shu Kingdom gave this competition to Guan Yu with complete confidence. Feng Hao is a modern person at least. He knows who is better than Qin Qiong or Guan Yu, and can get more objective results. Now with this analysis, Guan Yu will definitely win.

Soon, the competition time began. The referees from the Tang Dynasty and the referees from the Shu Kingdom both came to the position of competition. In order to ensure the fairness of the game, the two sides negotiated and let Wang Feng of Qin serve as the chief referee of the competition.

"The first competition for the two generals is a one-on-one competition. The two choose the short blades they are good at for close combat. The premise is that they cannot hurt the other party."

Both of them understood Wang Yan's conditions, but if they didn't hurt the other party, they could only use the short blade's back to repel the other party.

So Guan Yu chose his most advantageous ring-headed sword, while Qin Qiong chose their Tang army's sharpest Tang Mo sword.

"The competition begins!"

With Wang He's order, the two arrived at the competition platform. Guan Yu held the ring-headed sword in both hands and narrowed his eyes, bent his left leg forward slightly, kicked his right leg backward, and attacked Qin Qiong as quickly as possible.

Qin Qiong held a Mo Dao in the back hand. Wang Feng's rule was not to hurt the opponent, so he could only use the back of the knife to fight the opponent. However, Guan Yu had no chance to counterattack with fierce attacks, and he could only be beaten passively.

Guan Yu pressed Qin Qiong's left elbow against Qin Qiong's waist, and his right hand wrapped his knife around Qin Qiong's neck. Wang Feng was about to stop, but Qin Qiong suddenly leaned forward and twisted backward. The Mo Dao in his right hand suddenly swept towards Guan Yu's legs.

Guan Yu, who was shocked, retreated repeatedly. It seemed that Qin Qiong wanted to go all out and fight to the death.

"Qin Qiong, you are very good!" Guan Yu highly praised Qin Qiong's martial arts and was able to fight back in desperate situations. He was the first in Guan Yu's military career.

Qin Qiong replied with a smile: "It's worth it to be highly praised by General Guan!"

As he said that, Qin Qiong suddenly kicked the ground with his right foot and his left leg went straight out. The Mo knife in his hand and Guan Yu's ring-headed knife were intertwined together and sparks were sparks. All the audience members present were stunned at first, and then cheered for each other. The atmosphere on the scene suddenly reached a climax.

However, Qin Qiong's power was almost at its peak, but Guan Yu thought he still had the strength to fight him. Suddenly, Guan Yu moved his right leg to the right, and his body moved behind Qin Qiong. The back of the ring-headed sword hit his back, and Qin Qiong staggered and fell to the ground.

Wang Yu raised his right hand to signal the end of the game: "Guan Yu won this one-on-one match!"

A lot of sweat fell on Guan Yu's face. Unexpectedly, Qin Qiong was really similar to Wei Yan's group of people. Although he had the bravest momentum, he was only enough to kill the last blow.

After Qin Qiong was carried back to his rest area by Yuchi Gong and Cheng Zhijie, Li Shimin personally came to the rest area to express condolences to Qin Qiong. The knife just now did not hurt him.

"Your Majesty, General Guan is holding back. If he uses all his strength, I will definitely lose within twenty rounds." Qin Qiong explained the situation just now to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin looked at Qin Qiong's back. Fortunately, there was no scar, but it turned slightly red. After the imperial physician gave the medicine, both sides rested for about half an hour. Wang Feng, as the referee, was also very leisurely. He should have done more of this job.

The emperors in the group saw Guan Yu’s true strength for the first time. Could it be that this is the Martial Saint mentioned in history?
Chapter completed!