The father of the sword is Kong Jie

Chapter 563
It was afternoon in a flash.

Although the time was short, the news that No. 1 of the recruit company's martial arts competition was going to challenge Monk Wei spread like wildfire, and it was brewing soon.

During this period of time, there were no major battles in the base area, and the soldiers were naturally happy to hear such explosive news.

On the recruit training ground, when it was the scheduled two-person match in the afternoon, many cadres and teams in the surrounding garrisons and nearby companies simply came to watch the excitement.

The fighters of the independent regiment have always been straightforward in their work style.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the martial arts competition kicked off directly.

On the training ground, Monk Wei, the commander of the guard company and the head of the guard, walked with ease.

The monk has long been a celebrity in the independent group.

The title of "Independence Regiment Armed Forces No. 1" is known to everyone in the entire Independence Regiment, including five or six thousand soldiers.

When the monk walked onto the training ground, there was no need to speak at all, there was already a lot of voices around, and the soldiers of the guard company who followed him shouted for the monk:

"Company commander number one, invincible in the world!"

The platoon leader of the guard company even smiled and said: "The food in the regiment is good, company commander, hurry up and finish the fight, we have to go back to catch dinner!"

"that is--"

The soldiers of the guard company burst into laughter.

The soldiers of the seventh company on the opposite side were all cheering for Duan Peng.

"Duan Peng, you can do it!"

"Fuck Company Commander Wei, everyone will wrap up all your clothes for you later!"

Seeing the big commotion this time, the platoon leader Zhao Dachun swallowed his saliva and said: "The commotion this time is too loud, I guess the battalion commander and regimental commanders may have been alarmed, and there are so many people here." Comrades watch the fun.

Duan Peng, you have to remember what I said, we have to fight for air this time if we don't fight for steamed buns, you have to show your real skills. "

Looking at the monk with his head up on the training ground, Duan Peng felt more and more that the attitude of the young and energetic monk Wei was just like what the platoon leader said - no eyes.

Having made up his mind, Duan Peng, who must fight for the platoon leader and company commander, replied:
"Platoon leader, don't worry, I will definitely win!"

Zhao Dachun nodded in relief, but he didn't expect too much, he patted Duan Peng on the shoulder, and said in relief: "That's what you say, you will do your best, even if you lose, we can't lose too badly."

Following Zhao Dachun's voice, Duan Peng walked onto the training ground.

Looking at the unremarkable Duan Peng who came out of the recruit company, the corner of the monk's mouth showed some interest. He twisted his wrists back and forth with his hands together, and twisted his neck again, making a click. With a calm voice, he said calmly:

"I heard that you are No.1 in the martial arts competition of this recruit company?"

The monk is at least the company commander of the guard company.

Duan Peng didn't dare to trust him, and replied, "It's me."

"What's your name?"

"Duan Peng."

"Have you practiced martial arts?"

"I practiced some years ago." Duan Peng said.

"How old is this year?"

Duan Peng: "..."

Tao Shunmin, the commander of the Seventh Company, couldn't stand it anymore, "I said monk, are you here to check your household registration or to compete in martial arts?"

The monk looked up at Tao Shunmin, and said with a smile, "Seventh Company Commander, don't worry, can't I just care about the recruits and comrades? I'm afraid that the competition will be over as soon as it starts, and it will go too fast, and everyone will feel that there is no interest anymore. "

While talking, the monk also took a step back casually, and said, "Duan Peng, come on, let me see if you, the number one recruit, are hydrated."

Duan Peng was silent, silently posing.

The surrounding soldiers who watched the scene held their breath, stared at the competition on the training ground without blinking.

The two sides began to fight.

Monk Wei, a martial monk born in Shaolin Temple, has strong fists and strong legs.

When he tried to make a move, he was his comrade after all, and the monk only used [-]% of his strength.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides went through a few tricks, and what made the monk a little excited was that the recruit No. 1 in front of him was indeed a bit real, and he didn't feel the depth of the other party from the temptation just now.

Duan Peng did not reveal any flaws.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move. This is a master.

The warrior's joy at seeing the hunter made the monk involuntarily increase the strength in his hands, and the fists and feet of both sides collided together, making a dull sound.

Opening and closing fists and kicks, seeing the soldiers around them exclaimed happily.

five strokes.

Ten tricks.

……

Twenty strokes.

Thirty strokes.

……

It's not a life-and-death struggle, both sides have a solid foundation in martial arts, and the duel between each other is very exciting. With the continuous superimposition of moves, the surrounding fighters have turned from the initial excitement and surprise to the shock at the moment.

This shock was naturally caused by Duan Peng.

It is taken for granted by the soldiers that Monk Wei has such kung fu. After all, he is a well-known general of the Independence Regiment.

But the recruit named Duan Peng in front of him was able to fight vividly with Company Commander Wei, who was the most powerful in the independent regiment, even winning or losing.

It's amazing!

"Company commander, we really found a treasure!" Zhao Dachun said to Tao Shunmin excitedly.

How could Tao Shunmin have anything to say, when he was in Wei Dayong's hands, he couldn't hold on to twenty strokes with all his might.

On the competition stage, Monk Wei and Duan Peng had already fought for nearly fifty moves, and Duan Peng's strength had already surpassed him as the company commander.

The sparring on the field continued.

Seeing Lie Xinxi's monk getting more and more excited, he had already forgotten that this was a competition.

The same is true for Duan Peng who is playing against the monk.

Duan Peng knew his own martial arts. When he was learning Iron Sand Palm from his master, his master once said that he was a rare martial arts prodigy once in ten years.

It's just that Duan Peng has to take care of his old mother, and he is a helper in the market for a living. He has always been relatively humble and rarely shows off his martial arts.

On weekdays in the enemy-occupied area, even if he was oppressed by the Japanese and puppet troops, as long as the bottom line was not involved, Duan Peng also had the character of the leopard head Lin Chong in the Water Margin, he could endure as long as he could.

But in his heart, Duan Peng is quite proud of his martial arts.

What he didn't expect was that there were such masters as monks in the Eighth Route Army.

With the continued exchange of ideas, the two sides actually developed a feeling of sympathy for each other.

The soldiers and soldiers who watched the excitement around had already blown up their pots. Some couldn't bear the excitement in their hearts, and hurried to some garrisons to publicize the situation of the competition.

"Comrades, have you heard about the martial arts competition between the first recruit and Company Commander Wei? The two had a tie, and even Company Commander Wei couldn't do anything about the first recruit!"

Some soldiers also questioned, "Is it true or not?"

"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, go to the recruit training ground and see for yourself. The two of you are still fighting!"

Some soldiers who didn't believe in evil ran to the training ground to watch the battle, and they saw Wei Monk fighting with Duan Peng on the training ground in full swing.

The news continued to spread, and some company commanders of other companies, even Wang Leihu, Shen Quan and other battalion commanders heard about it.

Several battalion commanders came together.

The idea in my heart is like a bright mirror.

Who is Monk Wei?

Recognized as No. 1 in armed force by the independent regiment, the regiment leader's bodyguard, who also serves as the commander of the guard company, is the regiment leader's favorite general, and he is eccentric on weekdays!
A martial arts master who can compete with Monk Wei is definitely a talent worth poaching.

"Several old comrades-in-arms, if I have something to say, I will say it first. This time, the recruit company will be transferred to the army after training. I can make concessions, but I want this recruit to be the first!"

Battalion Commander Wang Leihu spoke first, and his favorites are fighters with high martial arts skills.

Shen Quan, the commander of the second battalion, suddenly became unhappy, "I said Lei Hu, you are too unkind. Who wouldn't want a good seedling? Everyone can compete fairly! Why did you come up and be dragged to your first battalion?" went?"

"That's right, I still want it from the Fourth Battalion!" Lei Dasheng, the commander of the Fourth Battalion, said. He was originally Shen Quan's deputy battalion commander, so he naturally had to help.

Wang Leihu saw that his method was not working, he laughed and said: "Well said, Old Shen, then let's compete fairly and see who can get this good seed in the end."

Talking along the way, several battalion commanders rushed to the training ground, and immediately noticed Wei Monk and Duan Peng who were fighting fiercely on the training ground.

The competition has continued until now, and the two sides have fought for more than a hundred rounds, but there is still no winner.

At this level, the soldiers onlookers can actually see that this recruit's first place is really not a cover.

Monk Wei seems to be about the same strength as the number one recruit.

If the fight continues, it will probably be difficult to tell the winner.

This is indeed the case, following the initial temptation to hold back, and going all out at this moment, even a master like the monk is sweating, and still failed to win Duan Peng.

Duan Peng's condition was not much better, and he secretly admired the power of Company Commander Wei.

Shen Quan who arrived immediately recognized Duan Peng who had seen him in Yangquan.

Thinking that this time it was a fair competition, but the number one recruit in front of him was actually Duan Peng, wouldn't he be the first to get the moon?
"Duan Peng, you really came to join the army!"

Shen Quan opened his mouth and looked at Duan Peng, who was fighting back and forth with the monk in front of him. He was also moved with emotion. Back in Yangquan, he realized that this young man had a different response. Who would have thought that he would not be inferior to the monk in terms of martial arts? .

Duan Peng on the battlefield heard Shen Quan's voice and retreated a few steps, and the monk also temporarily stopped.

"Second Battalion Commander!" Duan Peng saluted Shen Quan.

Shen Quan walked over with a big stride, with a smile on his face, "Duan Peng, since you joined the Independent Regiment, why didn't you say hello to me in advance?"

The implication is that based on the friendship we fought side by side in Yangquan back then, if you come here, it's okay to open the back door for you.

When we parted in Yangquan back then, Shen Quan had confessed that if Duan Peng wanted to join the army in the Independent Regiment, he would go to Niukou Village to find him.

He will come forward to introduce Duan Peng to join the army.

Duan Peng scratched his head and replied: "The regiment set up a recruiting office in the village. I didn't think about it so much, so I just signed up and came in."

Seeing that Shen Quan and this recruit seemed to know each other, the battalion commanders next to him secretly had a bad idea.

Wang Leihu quickly asked: "Old Shen, you and Duan Peng have known each other for a long time?"

Shen Quan said: "It's not just acquaintance, when we fought in Yangquan, we fought side by side!"

The monk at the side saw Shen Quan and his party appearing, directly interfering with the competition, and said unwillingly: "Second Battalion Commander, we are still competing!"

Shen Quan said happily: "Monk, I think it's almost the same after the discussion. Just now we have watched the situation of the two of you fighting for a long time. It is not the same. No one can do anything to the other. If this is the case, then it will be a tie."

The monk hurriedly said: "Second Battalion Commander, since ancient times, there is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. When we compete in martial arts, we will always win or lose."

Shen Quan smiled and said: "Hey, monk, it seems that you have learned culture from the head of the group, and you will be able to draw words in a polite way?"

"Come on, I think you two won't be able to finish the competition for a while. The cooking class will have dinner soon. When you want to compete, you can do it in private."

"We are all comrades. We don't say that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers in our team. In our independent regiment, one mountain can accommodate many tigers. I wish there would be ten or eight more generals like you!"

"Tell me, is this the truth?"

Second Battalion Commander Shen Quan was the most eloquent, and the soldiers naturally responded when he opened his mouth.

The match ended here, and it ended in a tie between Duan Peng, the number one recruit, and Wei Dayong, the number one military force in the independent regiment.

It has become a good talk of the independent group...

　★(Explanation: There is a bug, let me tell you that the original book of Liangjian is a novel, and I didn’t dare to fully fit the history. When the original author Du Liang wrote, he deliberately put many combat deeds in the southeast of Shanxi to the northwest of Shanxi, so as to avoid Military Writing Minefield.

　　We are writing fans, so that's all we can do.

　　In addition, as time goes by, due to the needs of writing, whether the old brigade commander is still the old brigade commander, whether he is in the middle of Shanxi, the southeast of Shanxi, the northwest of Shanxi, or the Taiyue Military Region, etc. It is impossible to write in specific and detailed way, everyone just read the story. )
　　
　
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