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Chapter 1130 Competition (II) [Asking for a Monthly Pass]

In this gathering place of the Mongols, Battell's strength was the greatest, although his figure was not as thick as Timur's, but Battell was recognized as the first good man in this hundred miles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When Battle first returned home, he once represented Inner Mongolia to participate in the competition in Outer Mongolia, and once defeated those who thought they were descendants of Genghis Khan.

However, due to the special xing of Battle's former troops, he was approached to negotiate not long after he participated in this competition, and after he came back, Battle did not participate in similar activities again, but raised horses and grazing on the prairie with peace of mind.

"Battle, you have to win......"

"Isn't this nonsense, when has Battle ever lost?"

"I really can't see that this young man is tall and thin, and he actually has so much strength?"

"Don't worry, as long as Battle is on it, he will definitely win......"

Over the years, Battle has rarely wrestled and competed with others, so when Battle said that he wanted to compete with Zhuang Rui again, everyone who was still a little frustrated just now suddenly became excited.

Although Zhuang Rui can win Timur, he is also a good man, but by an outsider to win his own warriors, these Mongols onlookers, there is still a little unhappy, now Batel is going to come out, in their opinion, the first Mongolian warrior will definitely be able to regain the title of Hercules.

"It's better than that, big brother Battle, I can't wrestle, it's better to compare than to break my wrists......"

Although Zhuang Rui is drunk, he also knows that wrestling does not rely on strength, and if he tries to wrestle with Battle, it will definitely be looking for death.

"Okay, it's better than breaking your wrists......"

Battle nodded, his face was a little solemn, his eyesight was far from being comparable to those Mongolians, at the moment when Zhuang Ruili was just now, Battle could see that Zhuang Rui's explosive power was extremely strong.

It's just that Battle doesn't know that Zhuang Rui is not using explosive power at all, his own power can be called terrifying, and Timur's strength in front of him is not much different from that of a child.

When Zhuang Rui and Battle stood in front of the table, Peng Fei's voice rang out: "Lao Ba, you lost to me a good horse just now, if you lose again, what will you do?"

Hearing this, Battle smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "Ahem, your boy's horse is indispensable, if I lose, I will lose you a good horse......

In the prairie, the most important thing is horses, and Battle's ranch itself has dozens of good horses, and he doesn't care about losing a few to his brothers, and Battle doesn't think he will lose this game?

You must know that people with strong explosiveness often have weak endurance, as long as Battle is prepared at the beginning and withstands Zhuang Rui's first three axes, he believes that the final winner must be his own.

Peng Fei smiled evilly and said, "Okay, if you lose in the future, then the horse will be let me choose it myself......

As early as today, when he first met Battle, Peng Fei noticed the red steed behind him.

"Well, no, except for red blood, you pick ...... whatever you want"

After hearing Peng Fei's words, Battle's face suddenly changed, and he could see that he really liked the horse called Red Blood very much.

"Hey, what am I doing, I'll talk about it when I win. By the way, Brother Zhuang, you just tried once, now let's compare the left hand......"

Battle laughed self-deprecatingly, when did he become so unconfident, thinking about losing before he even competed.

Since Zhuang Rui had just tried a game, Battle didn't take advantage of him, and proposed to test the left hand, Zhuang Rui nodded indifferently and said, "Okay, the left hand is ......the left hand."

This time, without Peng Fei's interruption, Zhuang Rui and Battle stood on the side of the table alone, their two left hands clasped tightly together.

"Big Brother Battle, come on, ......"

"Battle, you have to win......"

"Brother Zhuang, come on......"

Wrestling and horse wrestling wrists, these are all sports that can speed up the secretion of hormones in the body, but the call in the arena is obviously that Battle has overpowered Zhuang Rui, who called others to fight at home.

"Brother Zhuang, be careful......"

Battle waited until the father next to him shouted out, smiled slightly, and with a fierce force in his hand, the green tendons appeared on his forearm, and Battle wanted to try to use his explosive power to see if he could directly defeat Zhuang Rui.

However, to Battle's disappointment, he almost used all his strength, but Zhuang Rui's left hand and forearm did not move at all, and his strength was also like a stone sinking into the sea, and was quietly dissolved by Zhuang Rui.

Battle was shocked in his heart, he now understands that Zhuang Rui did not win Timur with his extraordinary explosiveness, but Zhuang Rui's original strength was amazing.

After figuring out this joint, Battle took a deep breath, but he used all the strength of his body on his left forearm, but what he wanted to do was not to attack but to defend.

"Brother Battle, I'm going to do it......"

Zhuang Rui said lightly, but Battle didn't dare to reply at this time, his situation was the same as Timur just now, and he had been overwhelmed by Zhuang Rui in terms of momentum.

Battle clearly felt that with Zhuang Rui's words, there was also a huge force from his left hand, but Battle had already prepared, blushed and made enough effort to defuse this wave of attacks.

At this time, no one in the onlookers cheered for Battle anymore, because it can be seen from the facial expressions of the two that one is flushed and the other is not discolored, which has actually been distinguished.

And the changes in the scene also proved everyone's judgment, although Battle was struggling to support, but his left forearm was still tilting outward, and Battle's right hand was unconsciously propped up on the table.

In fact, according to the rules of wrestling wrists, this is a foul move, but Zhuang Rui doesn't understand, Battle didn't mean it, and everyone didn't care, which made Battle recover a little disadvantage.

But what made Battle desperate was that just as he was about to strengthen and maintain this game on the number of five or five, Zhuang Rui's left hand suddenly emitted a huge force like turning the river and the sea.

The power was so great that it gave Battle a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and it destroyed Battle's defenses like a wither.

After a loud bang, the two forearms were flat on the table, and of course, Zhuang Rui's left arm was on top.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

"Big Brother Battle also lost, this ...... It's impossible......"

"Who the hell is this young man, and why does he have so much strength?"

"He must be the reincarnation of a living Buddha, this is a miracle......"

Zhuang Rui's performance shocked the entire gathering place, because the people who didn't come to the dinner just now also gathered around to watch their game, and now there are hundreds of people in and out of the venue.

The invincible Battle was defeated, which made it difficult for people to accept, and some people even used the reincarnation of the living Buddha to describe Zhuang Rui, such a thing seems to be explained only by this reason in their opinion.

"I lost ......"

Compared to his own people, Battle's expression was very calm, in fact, when he failed for the first time, he had already expected this outcome.

Battle suddenly grabbed Zhuang Rui's right hand with his right hand, raised it high, and said loudly: "I lost, lost to my brother's eldest brother, everyone said, is Brother Zhuang a good man?" The reason why he didn't use his left hand was because Battle was overpowering his left hand, and he was still trembling.

"A good man, Brother Zhuang is a good man......"

"Brother Zhuang is good, and Brother Battle is also a good man......"

"Brother Zhuang, an iron-blooded man, a real man......"

"In the vast grassland, there is a good brother, he is so brave, so handsome......"

As soon as Battle's words fell, the sound of gossip of praise rang out, although Zhuang Rui won the first warrior in their clan, but the Mongols naturally worshiped the strong, and did not have any hostility towards Zhuang Rui because of this, but became more enthusiastic.

There are also those Mongolian girls who can sing and dance, and they actually made up songs on the spot, danced and sang songs around the bonfire, which made the atmosphere in the venue reach BSP; Battle took Zhuang Rui's hand, walked back to the low table next to the bonfire, picked up a bowl of wine and said: "Brother Zhuang, it's me Battle who has lost his eyes, this bowl of wine is done first as a respect, and it is not considered to be a compensation for my brother......

Listening to the singing of the Mongolians beating in his ears, Zhuang Rui was also proud, and also picked up a bowl of wine and said: "Brother Battle, you are an eagle on the prairie and a good man, I will accompany you to drink a bowl of ......"

Peng Fei on the side looked stupid, he has been with Zhuang Rui for a few years, this brother has always been gentle, restrained and humble, Peng Fei didn't expect Zhuang Rui to have such a bold and free side.

After this bowl of wine, Zhuang Rui's face was almost like a monkey's buttocks, and he said drunkenly: "The Mongolian brothers are all good men, let's drink ...... again"

Although Battle's amount of wine is not small, but just now a bowl of wine went down, and his body was also shaking, which was lost to Zhuang Rui in terms of strength, and he couldn't lose anymore when he drank, so he had a bowl with Zhuang Rui at the moment.

This bowl of wine was down, and Battle was completely bad, and his body slid crookedly under the table, but this was the home field of the Mongols, and immediately four or five people came up with wine bowls to salute Zhuang Rui.

"Brother Zhuang, have you drunk too much, can you go and rest?" Peng Fei kindly pulled Zhuang Rui.

"Go, I didn't drink much, come, Brother Timur, do ......"

Zhuang Rui, who had already drunk too much, did not refuse, and after drinking three bowls of wine in a row, he finally softened to the ground, and when he was carried back to the yurt by Peng Fei, he still muttered vigorously "I'm not drunk!"

ps: It turns out that the consequences of 1uo Ben are very serious, after wearing briefs at home for a day, I burned my eyes sadly, all kinds of uncomfortable, try to write another chapter, but I have to go to the injection first, it will be a little late.

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