Chapter 1226: The National Eagle Race
Chapter 1226 National Eagle Race
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Because on the rostrum, the distance between these bigwigs, especially the bigwigs in the front row, was relatively separated, and when Nachuk and Saheri were communicating at that time, they deliberately lowered their voices, so under the influence of the surrounding noise, the Chinese ambassador LΓΌ Wei, who was sitting on the left of Nachuk, and the Russian ambassador Igor Zhirkov on the right, did not hear the content of the conversation between the two clearly.
Thinking that it was just an internal affair of Mongolia, they didn't ask much.
However, compared to Lu Wei, who was more simply interested in Liu Dong and the following games, Igor Zhirkov kept his eyes on Pig, who was lying on the grass like Liu Dong.
If someone could see his eyes at this moment, they would be able to peek out a trace of rich greed from the depths of Igor's eyes!
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"Boss, everything is done according to your orders!"
Sitting in the second row of the VIP seats, and just behind Igor Zhirkov, a high-nosed, deep-eyed, short-haired, handsome Slav didn't say much after hearing the words of her subordinates, but simply waved his hand and let him go down.
He was now clearly more interested in the young Chinese man lying on the grass than he was in the boredom of the wrestling tournament because of the peripheral gambling set up for the rich.
Khodor Kovsky never imagined that he would come to Mongolia this time to avoid the increasingly tight investigation of the "Yukos" oil company in China, but he never thought that he would actually meet here, and now the world is in control of another major oil giant, Pacific Oil Industries, which is hot because of the acquisition of Unocal Company!
"I didn't expect you to be interested in wrestling?"
After looking at Liu Dong from a distance, Khodorsky beckoned behind him, "Berek?"
"Boss, what do you command?"
"Help me put everything out of the way tonight, and then prepare a generous gift for me!"
"Boss. You made an appointment with His Excellency Zhirkov tonight, ...... you put it off now?"
"I know, I'll call Zhirkov personally!" said Khodorsky.
Looking at the determined expression on the boss's face, Berek, who knew his character, did not persuade again, "I understand, boss!
"Wait!"
After stopping his subordinates who were about to turn around and leave, Khodorsky pointed to Liu Dong, who had already stood up, with his right hand. Then he said: "Send someone to check his residence in Ulaanbaatar, and let me know if there is news!"
"Understood!" After glancing at Liu Dong, Berek nodded.
"It's okay, you go down!"
After his subordinates left, Khodorsky looked at Liu Dong with interest in his eyes.
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Liu Dong didn't know that many people on the rostrum at this moment had already learned his identity and were extremely interested.
For Liu Dong, the most important thing in front of him now is the competition.
So after seeing the arrival of two Mongolian wrestlers who were going to play against him and Pig, Liu Dong patted his ass and stood up.
"According to the rules of the game, and the result of the draw just now. Gri Fever vs. Piggy!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, the Mongolian big Hange, who was more than 1.8 meters tall and fat, but had a strong physique, was very hot, and after seeing the Pige who was even more like himself, his face suddenly showed a look of bad luck.
Obviously, having seen the power of Piggy wrestling, he was not confident that he would be able to defeat his opponent.
ββ¦β¦ Liu Dong fights against Timur!"
Looking at the look of joy on the faces of the wrestlers opposite, Liu Dong smiled faintly. Xin said: "It seems that this person really thinks of himself as a soft persimmon!"
"The two matches will be played at the same time, and the winner will continue to participate in the next 'National Eagles' main event. The loser is out! Do you understand?"
"Understood......!"
"Alright, now invite the two groups of opponents to the No. 5 and No. 8 arenas respectively!"
The wrestling ring doesn't need to be too big, but the arena is large enough to fit all the wrestlers who can now compete in the National Eagle Tournament.
Of course, if you do, it can be a little crowded. So the official decision is: Divide the sixteen pairs of wrestlers into two groups and fight separately.
If Liu Dong and Pig win against their opponents, they will be divided into the next wave of the National Eagle Race, which will also allow them to rest for 15 minutes after the game.
Although the time is short, I can recover my exerted stamina!
Under the guidance of the referee. Liu Dong and his opponent Tutuo Timur came to the No. 8 arena.
Mongolian wrestling is different from the official Olympic wrestling competition, except for the fixed rule that Greco-Roman wrestling cannot attack the eyes, throat, lower body, and legs, Mongolian wrestling tournaments do not have an Olympic point system, but a simple three-round duel system.
According to the rules, as long as you can knock your opponent down twice and let him land on his knees or upper body, he will win, and he will be promoted if he wins two out of three games!
"Whoa......!"
Before Liu Dong could make a move, he suddenly heard the exclamations around him like angry waves.
Looking at Ge Rire, who was hugged and dropped by Pig, the whole person was slammed on the ground, and he couldn't get up in half a ring, Liu Dong couldn't help but shake his head, the difference in strength between the two is too big, and the outcome has been decided!
He had expected such an outcome for a long time.
"Hey, it's our turn!"
After greeting the Mongolian man with a happy face on the other side, Liu Dong said.
"I will defeat you!" said the Mongolian man with a fierce expression.
"That's not sure!" Liu Dong said indifferently.
Although this is not trash talk, the referee next to him has already given the order to start.
And Timur, who had already opened his arms, stared at him, and felt that his strength was stronger than his slightly thinner opponent, pounced on Liu Dong like lightning.
With a strong physique, a weight of more than 100 kilograms, and a height taller than Liu Dong, Timur has a strong oppressive momentum.
And none of the wrestlers who were able to stand out from more than a thousand people and make it to the top 32 were weak!
However, although in the eyes of outsiders, the other party's momentum is amazing, as if it is several times better than Liu Dong, and will soon be like the Pige next to him, Proper Timur, who won a decisive victory quickly and effectively, was thrown by the other party at the moment of contact with Liu Dong and fell directly to the grass four meters away.
If Pig's victory just now was expected by everyone, then Liu Dong's victory was unexpected. Naturally, it attracted cries of surprise from the surroundings.
"Come on Liu Dong, defeat him!"
Liu Dong, who was deaf and clear-sighted, soon heard the shouts of Chen Qing from the stands from the mixed voices, and after glancing at Chen Qing from a distance who was full of excitement and even dancing, Liu Dong gave him a thumbs up.
"Hey ......!"
was thrown out by Liu Dong so easily, realizing that the opponent's strength was strong, and he was more cautious in his heart, and when the referee announced the start of the second game, he almost threw himself at Liu Dong with all his strength.
But even so, the result remained the same, Liu Dong didn't even use much force, just used a very common technique in martial arts' of 'four or two thousand catties', and easily threw out the proper Timur again.
Looking at the proper Timur that rolled out more than ten meters after landing like a gourd rolling on the ground, Liu Dong chuckled and shook his head.
"Referee, now that I've won, right?"
"Yes, yes!" Hearing Liu Dong's voice, the referee who had recovered from his surprise nodded hurriedly.
"You...... You won too?"
At this point, Pige strode over.
Looking at the joy on his face, Liu Dong smiled and said, "Didn't you win too?"
patted Pig's shoulder, Liu Dong didn't plan to go back to the locker room to wait, but directly pulled Pige to the side and sat down on the grass and waited.
The sun is shining, the grass is green, and the air is fresh, so it's much better than a noisy locker room.
Seeing them like this, the staff on the sidelines didn't say anything! The winner always enjoys more power!
However, to Liu Dong's surprise, Hu Lei, who originally joined halfway like them and also wanted to participate in the National Eagle Qualifying Battle, never appeared on the field, and later Liu Dong asked to know that the wrestler who fought against Hu Lei had already admitted defeat before the game started!
The shadow of the name of the tree, Liu Dong really understood it this time.
The list of the real 32 strong eagles was decided, and the next step was the wrestling match of 32 into 16.
According to the arrangement of the wrestling tournament organizing committee, the 16 players who were drawn to decide the first half had walked to the central stadium under the leadership of the referee and their coach.
"I think that is Chaoqinglong Mingde?"
Looking at the big fat man who is more than 180 cm tall, has an amazing weight, is full of fat, has a Japanese hairstyle on his head, and has a strong oppressive momentum on his body, Liu Dong secretly said in his heart.
To be honest, among all the fighters Liu Dong thinks are qualified to fight with him, only Chao Qinglong Mingde's appearance is more like a wrestler.
Others, like the first time I saw the Ganden Temple Husi Boke Chi Wengu, although he looked slightly stronger than him, he did not surpass ordinary people too much, and his height was also lower than Liu Dong, who was 182 cm!
Needless to say, Liu Dong is simply the standard figure of a Chinese martial artist, and he is a typical example of being thin in clothes and fleshy in undressing. And known as Mongolia's once-in-a-century god of war 'Sudden Thunder', although he is taller than Liu Dong, he is not a muscle club, but looks a little elegant as a scholar.
Of course, people with exaggerated muscles are not absent here, and Lobsang Kaba and Pige are typical of them. Lobsang Kaba is tall and muscular, but he's more like one of those black centers in the NBA basketball league, with a relatively well-proportioned build.
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