Chapter Seventy-Seven: Martial Arts (1)
When Wei Dong entered the backstage dressing room and took a bath, Ma Yunlu and Liu Wu came to the rich businessman with a smile with the note of the gambling fight. At this moment, the wealthy merchant was already depressed, and sat listlessly on the chair. He saw that it was the note he had just signed, and without saying too much, he directly threw out a stack of golden tickets worth six thousand taels, and then looked up to the sky with a long sigh and left the private room in a gloomy manner.
After a while, the director of the martial arts arena here held a large stack of golden tickets in his hand and hurriedly entered the private room, "Boss Ma, congratulations." This is the proceeds of your bet on Wei Dong and Wang Hu this time. As he spoke, he handed over the golden ticket in his hand to Ma Yunlu.
Today is a good day, Ma Yunlu made a lot of money very unexpectedly, looking at the thick stack of golden tickets, she showed a shy smile.
Wei Dong finally finished washing, changed into clean clothes and pants, walked out of the dressing room, and came to the private room again. "Brother Wei, the little brother really admires the five-body throw to the ground this time, and I will have to take more care of the little brother in the future!" Liu Wu looked at Wei Dong who walked into the private room, and said in a very admiring tone.
Wei Dong just smiled slightly, and didn't answer, just said to Ma Yunlu: "This Wang Hu is very problematic, he is not as simple as a guard. ”
"Well, I can see this, but there is no evidence, so it's hard to guess. Ma Yunlu said with a whole expression.
"Two adults, since there is nothing to do now, can we go back first?" Liu Wu pleaded on the side.
"Okay, let's go, go back. Ma Yunlu waved his hand and said very proudly.
"It's a miscalculation, let's see. The bald old man Guo, who was mixed in the audience, stomped his feet hatefully, turned around and left the martial arts arena.
The three of them calmly returned to Mafu, and Liu Wu pestered Wei Dong to teach martial arts. Ma Yunlu came to the residence where his father was recuperating, went into the house and sent two maids who were serving, and told his father who was still lying on the bed about the incident that happened in the martial arts arena today.
After listening to this, Master Ma's face was calm, as if he was thinking carefully, and after a while, he sat up and whispered a few words in Ma Yunlu's ear.
Dinner was in the dining room of the small building in the middle of the lake, or a table for four people, but a few more dishes of meat were added, and a few pots of aged two-pot heads were also played in the 'Xiangmanlou', which was regarded as a celebration for Wei Dong.
The four of them, except for the maid's sister, are all greedy for alcohol, and you come and I have a lot of fun. The maid's sister toasted frequently, she seemed to know something from the mouths of Ma Yunlu and Liu Wu, and there was a little fear in her eyes when she looked at Wei Dong at this time.
After dinner, the maid's sister was busy cleaning up the table, and Liu Wu was on the side to help. Ma Yunlu took the opportunity to call Wei Dong out of the dining room, and the two came to the edge of the small lake.
"You deserve it this time. Ma Yunlu handed Wei Dong a stack of golden tickets worth 30,000 yuan.
Wei Dong stared at Ma Yunlu for a while, "No, this is what you earned, you don't have to give it to me." ”
"If you take it, what's polite? Maybe you'll be able to use it in the future. Ma Yunlu blushed and said a pun to Wei Dong.
"In that case, then I will be disrespectful. Wei Dong was no longer polite, and took the golden ticket happily.
"Will you still participate in martial arts fights in the future?" Ma Yunlu asked Wei Dong carefully.
"Oh, do you think I'm going to participate?" Wei Dong asked with some curiosity.
"When I just came back, I asked my father, and I listened to his tone, hoping that you would participate. Ma Yunlu had no choice but to shake out his father.
"Why?"
"You are strong in martial arts, and in my judgment, the strength you show is far less than what you hide. If you continue to participate, you may be able to get the legendary Yum, our Mafu is now separated from the clan, and we urgently need this to improve our prestige and strengthen ourselves. Ma Yunlu was very frank and said the reason, a reason that can be a win-win situation.
"Yum, what's the use of that?" Wei Dong grabbed the word Yum.
"Legend has it that the warriors who win the hundred victories can be summoned by His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Qiang Kingdom, and they can also get the title of 'Peerless Warrior'. Ma Yunlu was very proud to say the meaning of Yum.
"'Peerless Warrior', then I'm not Wei Wushuang? Wei Dong laughed for a while after hearing this, thinking of his uncle Wei Wuji, isn't he 'Wei Wushuang', "Alas", thinking of his uncle, Wei Dong sighed helplessly. "Uncle doesn't know what happened now, it's been ten years, is he okay in Beidi?"
Hearing Wei Dong let out a chuckle first, Ma Yunlu was extremely annoyed, she thought that Wei Dong was laughing at the title of 'Peerless Warrior', but later, she heard a long sigh from him, and somehow her heart was also tense. 'Worrying up'
'This enemy, why do you care about him so much?' Ma Yunlu thought secretly in his heart.
"Okay, then I promise you, I will continue to participate in the martial arts, and strive for that legendary Yum. Wei Dong looked up at the sky, as if he saw his uncle's heroic and burly figure among the stars.
The next day, Wei Dong was accompanied by Ma Yunlu and Liu Wu and came to the martial arts arena again to participate in the martial arts.
After registering, Wei Dong sat on the sidelines and waited patiently. Ma Yunlu and Liu Wu continued to sit in the private room and watch.
As the host shouted: "The next challenger Wei Dong!"
The martial artist on the field happened to have participated in the competition yesterday, and when he saw Wei Dong's great performance, he sat down on the ground with an "ah", thinking about why he was so unlucky.
In three consecutive games, Wei Dong's opponents all fell to the ground and surrendered on their own. The surrounding audience was very dissatisfied with the boos, and Wei Dong effortlessly won three games in a row.
Since Wild Sand City is not a big city at the level of the main city, the martial arts arena here can only participate in three battles a day, which is one challenge and two battles. It's so repeated every day.
From the seventh to the ninth game, in these three martial arts fights, there was no incident of voluntary surrender, but Wei Dongsheng was quite easy, basically hitting one or two punches. And the off-the-field gambling game is also changing - as long as Wei Dong plays, this gambling game will be canceled, because all will pressure Wei Dong to win, and the dealer will only lose, so in the last resort, cancel the gambling game, of course, this directly caused strong dissatisfaction among gamblers.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Dong has won ten games in a row, and in the eleventh game, he ushered in another strong opponent - the desert cat wolf. This is a super master specially sought by the bookmaker of the gambling game, and this gambling game was unexpectedly opened.
The cat wolf was originally a group of wild alien demon beasts, and their natural skills could control sand grains, so they were also called sand demons. It has the dexterity of a cat, the speed and the toughness and ferocity of a wolf.
The game was offered at odds of 1 to 1. It is enough to prove that the strength of this warrior is deeply trusted by the bookmakers behind the scenes.
The fight began. Wei Dong and the desert cat and wolf hugged their fists.
Both men were quietly watching their opponents without taking a preemptive action. Then the desert cat and wolf slowly moved forward, gradually narrowing the distance between the two sides. Suddenly, he picked up his speed, as fast as the wind, so that there were afterimages in the space.
At the same time, Wei Dong also moved, as if teleporting, flickering. Neither of them used their weapons, but the desert cat wolf's fingers suddenly became slender, and the fingertips reflected a blue faint light, which was poisonous.
Because the speed of both of them was too fast, the surrounding spectators couldn't see the state of battle between the two sides at all.
At this time, Wei Dong's eyes narrowed, and his demeanor became quite serious, because his few punches just now did not hit the opponent's entity, and the opponent's claw attack almost caught his head, but fortunately, he reacted very quickly, and was only touched by the hair.
"Hmph" Thinking of this, Wei Dong used the gravity field skill he learned in the 'Giant Spirit Sect', due to his lack of talent in this area, he only learned twice the gravity field, but this was enough.
When the two of them staggered again, Wei Dong just dodged and did not attack, he pointed to the ground and muttered to himself.
The desert cat wolf saw that Wei Dong only cared about dodging and no longer punching, and he was secretly proud in his heart, and suddenly felt that his body was extremely heavy, and his speed slowed down a lot, and when he felt extremely surprised, Wei Dong punched, and it was still that speed, not slowing down at all. A punch slammed into the desert wolf's abdomen, knocking him flying.
Looking at the desert cat and wolf who fell to the ground, Wei Dong felt that he had won the game, and was there to raise his head and stretch out his hand to greet Ma Yunlu's private room, when suddenly, he heard a burst of exclamations from the surrounding audience.
Wei Dong hurriedly turned around and saw an incredible scene: a very tall and strong sandman, with a height of nearly five meters, and a desert cat and wolf standing on his shoulder, was walking towards him step by step at the moment.
Wei Dong shook his head, and took a leap of arrows, heading straight for the desert cat wolf. Although the sand man was slow, he actually reacted quickly, and his right arm suddenly stretched and bent, and he punched Wei Dong who jumped into the air. Wei Dong rushed forward too quickly, couldn't dodge, was hit by a huge sand punch, and fell down with a flip. At this time, the sandman's left arm was also stretched, and he slammed dozens of times at Wei Dong on the ground, and the entire field of the hammer was shaky.
"Wei Dong!" a heart-rending scream came from the private room on the third floor.
"Brother Wei!" followed by Liu Wu's shout.
When the sandman finished thrashing, he took a few steps back, lowering his hands and not moving. The desert cat wolf standing on the shoulder of the sandman looked at Wei Dong, who had been hammered to the ground, and shook his head inadvertently, as if waiting for the host to announce victory.
Ma Yunlu was in the private room at this time, slumped on the chair that the wealthy businessman once sat on, and cried bitterly, "We all hurt you!"
Liu Wu was at a loss, he didn't know whether to comfort Ma Yunlu at this time, or to confirm Wei Dong's life and death first.
Just when the host came on the stage and was about to announce the results of the fight, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience.