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Chapter 1128 Contest (I) [Asking for Recommendation Votes]

"Okay, then play ......"

Battle had just drunk two bowls of wine in a row, and when he heard that someone was about to wrestle, he immediately stood up, walked to the middle of the field, and said, "Who goes first?"

"Delmar, you proposed, you play with Battle......"

"Timur, why don't you kid go up?"

"I can't beat Battle, of course I won't be able to ......"

Battle stood in the middle of the field, and none of the Mongolian men around him dared to go up, Zhuang Rui, who was watching, was a little stunned, and grabbed Peng Fei and asked, "Is Brother Battle very good at wrestling?"

You must know that Mongolian men have always been fierce, and even if they lose, they will not be turtles with shrunken heads, and now that this kind of scene appears, it can only be said that Battle has scared them all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Of course, if he hadn't gone to the army, I'm afraid it would be possible to participate in the Olympics, and he ......taught me wrestling."

Peng Fei nodded, if it was really about wrestling kung fu, he was not as good as Battle, but when it came to killing skills, then Battle was far worse than him.

Seeing that no one came up, Battle beckoned to Peng Fei and said, "Feizi, come and let them see my brother's skills......"

"Okay, I'm afraid you won't succeed, Lao Ba, don't you capsize in the gutter?"

On this occasion, Peng Fei felt as if he was back in the army camp, a group of brothers gathered around to play and compete, and he was also very happy at the moment, he ripped off his shirt, took off his watch and other things and put them in front of him, and jumped to the middle of the field in a vertical step.

"Be careful, don't fall, you won't be able to get up tomorrow, hey!"

Battle let out a low cry in his mouth, grabbed Peng Fei's right hand first, and cha Peng Fei's foot condyle very hiddenly, just grabbed Peng Fei and threw him out with force up and down.

However, although Peng Fei's strength is not as strong as Battle, his body is much more flexible, and after taking a step on the left side, he dodged Battle's hand and came to Battle's side.

Without waiting for Battle to turn sideways, Peng Fei lowered his head and bent his upper body, hugged Battle's waist, let out a loud cry from his mouth, and used his arms to hold Battle's waist with one hundred **ten pounds.

"Good!"

"Fall ......"

"Haha, Big Brother Battle also has an opponent......"

"Peng Fei, good job, drop one!"

The onlookers seemed to have suffered from Battle, and when they saw that Peng Fei had the upper hand, they shouted one by one for fear that the world would not be 1uan, and even more had already rushed forward to cheer Peng Fei loudly.

Zhuang Rui was also infected by this kind of exercise that combines strength and skill between men, and the alcohol was surging, and he also got up and shouted loudly, his face was full of excitement.

Battle was able to fall when he was a teenager and the adults avoided walking, naturally it was not a vain name, although his feet were off the ground at the moment, he did not panic at all, but leaned forward, and the whole person lay on Peng Fei's back, and wrapped his arms around Peng Fei's waist.

At this time, Peng Fei was moving forward, and he was hugged by his waist, and before he could react, he only felt a strong force, and the whole person flew forward with his face up.

The trick used by Battle is called hugging his waist and falling over his back, but after throwing Peng Fei out, his back also hit the ground, of course, Peng Fei was a little more miserable in comparison, and he was directly stunned by this fall.

"Good job, come again......"

"Haha, Big Brother Battle has also fallen to the ground......"

"Brother Peng has real skills, and he can be on par with Battle, ...... powerful"

Although Peng Fei fell behind this time, in the eyes of these wrestling experts in the arena, Peng Fei had already made all his efforts against Battle, and even if they were down, they might not be able to beat Peng Fei.

Peng Fei turned up from the ground with a carp, and after moving his body, he said with some indignation: "No, no, Lao Ba, you still have to rely on your strength, otherwise you won't be able to fall out of my ......."

"Hehe, you can't do it in terms of skills......

Battle didn't say anything big, wrestling is like riding a horse for the Mongols, and it has become an instinctive physical reaction since he was wearing open crotch pants, and if he hadn't been lightly attacked at the beginning, he wouldn't have been hugged by Peng Fei.

Battle patted his chest and said with a smile: "I'm not convinced, let's come again, I've been home for so long, and I really haven't been comfortable......"

Peng Fei pursed his lips when he heard this, and said, "Isn't it just because of great strength? Why don't we practice free fighting? You can't find the North ...... if I fight?"

"This is Mongolia, not when we were in the army, I had the final say......

In the past, when he was in the army, although Battle was an equestrian and wrestling instructor, he was also a student in other sports, and he would be beaten by Peng Fei, but the excitement of the army was beaten, and no one would take it seriously.

"Strength?"

Peng Fei suddenly thought of something, peeked at Zhuang Rui, and immediately laughed, "Old Ba, don't look at your strength, if you compare it with my Brother Zhuang, it's far behind......"

"Brother Zhuang, does he have a lot of strength?"

Battle's stunned moment when he heard this, turned his head to look at Zhuang Rui, shook his head and said: "No, Brother Zhuang doesn't look like he has practiced, you look at his figure, he doesn't have any muscle ......."

At this time, the grassland was in summer, Zhuang Rui was happy to drink just now, took off his coat, and now he is only wearing a tight-fitting elastic vest, although he also has a little muscle, but compared with these Mongolian men, the skin is almost as delicate as the NV people.

"Lao Ba, people can't be good-looking, you forget, our old captain is only a little more than one meter six, and he is thin and weak, but it's no problem to beat you both......"

Peng Fei was talking about the supreme commander of their unit, who, although called the captain, had the rank of major general.

In that kind of army that is all arrogant and strong, you can't eat without two hands, and the old captain in Peng Fei's mouth is the soldier who conquered him with his fists and feet, and if he is not convinced, he will beat him first until he is convinced.

"Really?"

Hearing Peng Fei mention this matter, Battle looked at Zhuang Rui suspiciously, he was taught a lot of lessons by the old captain back then.

"Really, if you compare strength, Brother Zhuang can make you ...... with two hands"

Peng Fei nodded solemnly, he knew Zhuang Rui's strength very well, just like the golden anchor that weighed hundreds of catties, Zhuang Rui could carry it with one hand, and he could have the upper hand in the competition with King Kong.

In fact, Peng Fei also wondered in his heart, he asked Zhuang Rui several times, did he eat what kind of fairy grass god yao he ate when he fell into Pirate Island, otherwise how could he have so much strength?

"Battle, what are you talking about? Come and drink......

The onlookers saw Battle and Peng Fei chatting in the middle of the venue, and beckoned them to go back.

"My brother said, Brother Zhuang is even more powerful than him, should we invite Brother Zhuang to practice......

Battle was a straight man, and he immediately said Peng Fei's words in public, but as soon as his words fell, the venue suddenly became silent.

Although this Peng Fei is not very tall, connoisseurs can see at a glance that he is a practitioner, but Zhuang Rui is a little inscrutable, he is taller than Peng Fei, but the muscles on this body are too well-proportioned, and he does not seem to have kung fu.

"Nainai, this stinky boy, give me trouble again......"

Zhuang Rui scolded Peng Fei angrily in his heart, and just when he wanted to excuse himself, a Mongolian man sitting not far from him stood up and said, "Brother Zhuang, or ...... Let's go down and practice to cheer everyone up?"

Zhuang Rui looked up at the buddy when he heard this, and his heart jumped, why does this guy look so much like Battle? It's not Battle in the court, but the one who used to play basketball in the national team, this head is estimated to be almost 2 meters, find yourself to wrestle, don't take such a bully!

"Timur, my brother can't wrestle, but he has a lot of strength, you better compare your strength with him, no...... Let's change someone......"

Battle walked over and repeated what Peng Fei said just now, but he looked at Timur, who was obviously bigger than Zhuang Rui, and still shook his head, wanting to find a relatively "thin" opponent for Zhuang Rui.

"Strength?"

Zhuang Rui laughed when he heard this, "This is my buddy's strength", and immediately stood up and said, "It's okay, I'll try my strength with Brother Timur......"

"Brother Zhuang, can you do it? Timur's strength is a little smaller than mine......"

Battle looked at Zhuang Rui's little arm a little suspiciously, this is almost as thin as a firewood stick, it would be bad if he was not injured by Timur, others are always guests.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, Brother Battle, I've had a lot of strength since I was a child, and I haven't met a ...... with more strength than me when I'm so big."

Zhuang Rui drank at least a pound of wine just now, although this old wine was not very intoxicating at the time, but the stamina is really not small, Zhuang Rui can speak with a bit of a big tongue, and he forgot how the word "modesty" is written.

"Okay, move a table......"

If Battle stopped the competition at this time, it would be to look down on Zhuang Rui, and immediately beckoned someone to move a table and put it in the middle of the venue, secretly touched Timur, and whispered: "Wait a little bit, have the courage to compete with us, that is a good man......"

"Brother Battle, I know, I can't use only a third of my strength in a while?"

Timur looked at his arms, which were almost thicker than Zhuang Rui's thighs, and couldn't help but think in his heart, is it enough to use only a quarter of his strength?

ps: Ming'er is going to Guangzhou, and today I have a chapter manuscript, just one chapter, brothers, forgive me.

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