Chapter 745: Horse Racing Festival

Nai Yan also laughed when he heard Xiao Peng's words: "Fortunately, you are not my son-in-law, if you were my son-in-law, I would definitely kill you." ”

Xiao Peng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then you must not live with your son-in-law." My father-in-law lives with me! Over the years, I have pressed three mountains on my head, namely: my father-in-law, my father-in-law, and my father-in-law! If you are really my father-in-law, maybe I will do it before you want to kill me. ”

After hearing this, Nai Yan and Bu Baicang glanced at each other and laughed together.

Xiao Peng became interested: "I'm really not joking, my father-in-law's skills are much more powerful than mine, he taught me how to strike iron, let him rely on his own technology and your information to combine it, maybe he can really create a good knife with the same level as your current 'Hutuga'!"

Nai Yan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then turned to Bu Baicang and said, "Baicang, these children you know are very interesting!"

Bu Baicang said with a smile: "Right? Let me introduce you again, this is called Yang Meng, who turned out to be a doctor; this is Hu Erdu, who opened a restaurant in the mainland; and this young man wearing 'Zhuo Duge' is very powerful, his name is Long Teng, what kind of world fighting champion is it! What is it called? What is it? The young man is very low-key, if it weren't for Hulan Bari recognizing him, he wouldn't say anything himself! Don't look at him who hasn't played Mongolian wrestling before, but as soon as he gets started, my three sons are not his opponents. ”

Don't look at Yang Meng's good popularity in the mainland, but on the grassland, his popularity is really not as high as Longteng. That's because combat sports are developing quite well here!

Inner Mongolia has always been a place where martial arts masters come out in large numbers, like the first Han Chinese in history to enter the UFC, it is the Mongolian mixed martial arts fighter Zhang Tiequan nicknamed 'Steppe Wolf', and in the fighting circle, there are many Mongolian celebrities, such as Dai Shuanghai, Ge Ri Letu, Nashun Ge Rile, Bao Li Gao, Ala Teng Heili, Ao Ri Ge Le, Qing Ge Le, Bada Leng Gui, Bao Sheri Gulen, Uli Ji Buren。。。。。。 That's a lot of things!

The title of 'natural warrior' of the Mongolian people really didn't fall from the sky, they have fighting genes in their blood.

It was for this reason that after Bu Baicang's son returned, Hulan Bari, who was a math teacher, recognized Long Teng at a glance. What is this? A math teacher who doesn't want to be a champion is not a good herder?

Bu Naiyan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then laughed: "I said how do you look at this kid familiarly! I've watched you play a lot of games! But why are you so dark?"

Long Teng's face is black, he has been playing on the grassland for so long, can he not be black?

Achilletu on the side was stunned after hearing this: "Second uncle, are you saying that Hulan Bari can't fall him?"

Hulan Bari was on the side, and he said directly: "Yes!

Achilletu scratched his head: "You weigh at least a hundred pounds, right?

Hulan Bari did not deny it, but nodded and said, "Lose in strength." ”

Hearing his words, the faces of the people in the audience changed slightly.

Mongolian-style wrestling, also known as 'Boke', is the only wrestling competition regardless of level in the National National Games, in the grassland you can often see more than 300 pounds of strong men and more than 100 pounds of thin people competing on the same field, sometimes see the thin people try their best to even push the opponent。。。。。。

Although many people say that Bo Ke should be

The rules should be changed by level, but this matter is still not resolved.

After all, bok is a wrestling style that has been handed down by the Mongolian people for thousands of years, and it has always been regardless of rank!

Boke originated from the technique of the Mongols fighting with wild beasts in order to survive, and later on, when fighting between tribes, they also relied on Boke to decide the winner, and Boke hands in battle meant war. And who cares how much you weigh on the battlefield? The winner is king, and the loser is the loser! If you don't have a strong fighter in your tribe, you deserve to be bullied!

If you divide the level into divisions and play the game, you will lose the original flavor of the fight!

In fact, Bock also won mainly by skill.

Since the rules of boxing are simple and straightforward, it is a game that determines the winner of the fall, so it is also full of chance. In the fighting game on the grassland, there are often examples of the weak defeating the strong, which is all kinds of borrowing strength and so on.

But as the old saying goes, if you weigh more than 100 pounds, no matter how many skills you have, it is tantamount to a fool's dream, after all, the difference in strength is too great!

As a result, Hulan Bari weighed at least 100 catties more than Long Teng, but he said that he lost in strength. Isn't that scary?

Just when everyone was looking at Long Teng there, Hu Er was stunned and poked Yang Meng: "Damn, why are you in a bad mood?"

Yang Meng asked curiously, "What's unpleasant?"

Hu Er was stunned and whispered: "Dude, this old man Bu Baicang is not righteous, he praised Xiao Peng and Long Teng to the sky, we are supporting roles, you said that I also recognized Long Teng as a supporting role, why do I still have to give Xiao Peng a supporting role?"

Yang Meng laughed after hearing this, and he replied: "Okay buddy, Bu Baicang is enough to save face for you, he said that you opened a restaurant in the mainland, if he said that you opened a barbecue restaurant, do you believe that the people here will despise you? Maybe you can feel that you are almost like a liar!"

This is really not his nonsense, compared to other Mongolian herdsmen and brothers, they may be more modest and modest, than barbecue?

Hu Er grinned mysteriously, put his hand into his arms and took out a small bottle: "Hehe, what do you see here?"

Yang Meng was stunned after seeing it: "I'll go, why did you bring the barbecue sauce out?" Didn't I say that it was all left to Hua Chong?"

Hu Er grinned: "Didn't I think that if we ate barbecue outside, it would make it taste more fragrant? I just brought a little bit out, how about it? Did I think about it enough? I will barbecue meat and shock them! Hey, buddy, why do you think of me like that?"

Yang Meng pointed to his nose and asked, "Who gave you this material?" It's me, do you still need it if I'm here?"

"Then why didn't you take it out earlier?" asked Hu Er in confusion.

Yang Meng spread his hands: "Of course you have to eat the original flavor when you come here!Hey, do you still think that you have thought it through? Isn't this taking off your pants and farting?"

Hu Erstunned stretched out his middle finger.

This is obviously a horse racing festival, but the first thing that is held is a poker competition.

The boxing competition here is naturally not as high-level as the Naadam conference, but more like a joy between friends, and even old people like the Bu Baicang brothers have gone up and fallen twice to enjoy it: the boxing competition not only does not respect weight or age, but also has no time limit, anyway, it is a wrestling decision.

But though

It's playing, but it's very serious and formal, and before going on the field, they all sing 'wrestling songs' and dance eagle steps.

Long Teng didn't win in the end: this fight was a one-time battle to decide the winner, and whoever touched the ground lost. After all, Long Teng was a layman, and he didn't understand the technique of Mongolian wrestling------ so he lost to himself.

Here's the thing, kicks or trippers are allowed, but only below the knee, and the upper body can do whatever you can, but it must be limited to the upper part of the buttocks.

Dragon's opponent is one of their best fighters in the field, and they have even participated in six Naadam tournaments, many of which have not won the championship. And the Naadam conference is attended by hundreds of thousands of people every year, and only the one who stands last is a hero.

When Long Teng and the Hulan Bari brothers competed, they were all upper body strength competitions, but Long Teng had been attacking his calves when he met this opponent.

Long Teng also came up with a countermeasure: Directly throw the opponent into a big horse with a leg hug! However, it is forbidden to fall with a leg in a boxing competition. So under the judgment of the referee, that is, Nai Yan, Long Teng lost the game------ the referees of the Boke game were all respected elders.

Judging Long Teng to lose, it is estimated that there is also an element of competition: how can we let an outsider win the championship in our Mongolian boxing competition?

Of course, they don't care about Longteng, they are here to play! If Yang Meng signed up in order to win the championship, in fact, he didn't participate in anything, just took pictures on the side.

And Long Teng also received a prize for the competition: a little lamb.

Sometimes the champion is rewarded with a horse or a camel, the runner-up gets a cow, and the next is a sheep, a lamb, a horse boot, and so on.

But this is not surprising, after all, the distance of 25 steps does not require arm strength and eyesight, and the more experienced, the better, and Bu Baicang is called an excited, desperate pair of Naiyan.

Yang Meng later understood why he was like this: it turned out that before Bu Baicang's father passed away, he left his two most beloved items to his two sons: the dagger was given to his brother Naiyan, and his longbow was given to his younger brother Baicang.

And that's just a warm-up. The most shocking thing is the horse racing here----- even Yang Meng also participated in the race as a number! Longteng and they drove behind to the end of the race, and the horse race was over, and today's race was all over.

This so-called horse racing race has no track, no rules, just set two points, a straight-line distance of 15 kilometers! Everyone rides horses together! Dozens of men, women, and children rush out together, and the picture is a shock! The more people in this kind of race, the more enjoyable it is, so Yang Meng was also dragged up to make up the number of people。。。。。。

In fact, Mongolian horse racing is divided into horse racing, horse walking and horse racing, like this full run should belong to the 'horse race', horse race over eight years old horses run 30 kilometers, under eight years old run 20 kilometers. But since it's a game here, it's not so much exquisite, what's the big horse and the pony together, the young man rides and rushes, and the old man and woman ride behind.

Yang Meng didn't run much, but followed behind with Bu Baicang and slowly 'bumped', and suddenly a horse in front of him ran back and waved at them desperately: "Something's wrong!