Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

"I'm about the same age as you, so I'm not bullying you."

Hearing this, many people's expressions moved.

Zhao Lang looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he didn't look like that kind of muscular man.

It's all young people, who can stand this kind of stimulation.

Suddenly someone came out and said,

"I come!"

After the young man came out, he flew directly towards Zhao Lang.

After reaching the front, with the power of running, he leaped up and kicked Zhao Lang!

The power of this kick is so great that there is a faint sound of breaking in the air!

However, when he arrived in front of Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang dodged the kick with extreme precision.

Then lift your foot and kick the opponent away.

When everyone was still in shock, there was already a man in the middle.

Suddenly, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Are you even prepared in advance?

"Next, by the way, I forgot to say a rule,"

Zhao Lang said with a smile at this time,

"Those who come out later, remember to call a report first."

At this time, someone in the crowd had moved and heard Zhao Lang's words.

After hesitating, he said,

"report!"

Zhao Lang suddenly showed a big smile, and he decided to be gentle with those who obeyed the rules.

Chapter 53 I Want to Kill in a Dream

This young man who understands the rules is just one more kick.

Everyone's faces became more serious.

The two generals who just went up are not the most powerful.

But from a young age, he was fascinated by his family, and his family would cultivate him, so his skills were not comparable to ordinary people.

He couldn't even stop Zhao Lang's move!

Moreover, Zhao Lang has not even moved his hand until now.

The disparity in strength is already clear at a glance.

It's just that they just admit defeat. If it is spread out in the future, most of the disciples of the general will be suppressed by one person and unable to lift their heads.

Then what face is there?

"I'll try!"

A young man with a relatively sturdy stature and a bit of a stubborn head came out and said,

"My name is Meng Zhi, what's your name?"

Hearing this name, many people in Jiangmen were shocked.

It's from the Meng family!

The Meng family has two generals guarding the northern border, and the family tradition of martial arts is definitely not weak!

Zhao Lang also nodded, and finally met someone who went through the normal process, and returned with a smile.

"Zhao Lang,"

Meng Zhi said naively,

"Okay, then I'm going to do it."

After he finished speaking, he walked steadily towards Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang frowned slightly, and his expression became more solemn.

Soon the hands of the two of them came together head-on!

As soon as they fought, Zhao Lang's expression changed slightly.

This Mengzhi's strength is too great!

If it weren't for Zhao Lang's special forces physique, he would definitely not be able to stop the opponent's tremendous strength!

Fortunately, Zhao Lang not only has the physique of special forces, but also is proficient in fighting techniques.

He slammed his hands hard, and then pressed his body forward.

Meng Zhi was caught off guard, and his feet moved.

Zhao Lang seized the opportunity, swept his legs directly, and threw the opponent to the ground.

Meng Zhi stood up, touched his head and said,

"I lost."

For this kind of honest child, Zhao Lang still likes it very much, and explained,

"Remember to call the report next time."

Meng Zhi nodded and returned to the crowd.

This time, no one in the gate dared to stand up again.

Just when Zhao Lang thought it could end, a voice came,

"Report."