Chapter 1219 Wolves, Eagles, Elephants, and Lions

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Looking at the confused look on Liu Dong and her boyfriend's faces, Urigova explained again: "In the Mongolian Naadam wrestling competition, 512 wrestling masters participate every year, and then the opponent is eliminated by drawing lots, and after two days and 9 rounds of competition, the champion is determined. The wrestler who wins 5 of the 9 rounds is called the "Eagle", the winner of 7 is called the "Elephant", and the fighter who wins all 9 of them is called the "Lion"!

When she said the end, Wuri Gaowa's face couldn't help but show reverence and pride.

However, it is understandable that the champion of wrestling competitions every year is regarded as a national hero of Mongolia. Mongolians often proudly say that it is Mongolian wrestling that has indirectly produced a number of sumo wrestlers who have long been dominant in Japan, such as Yokooka Ritsushi Asaolong, as well as Hakuho, Asahi Teng, and Asahi Ryu.

Among them, there are many of the most powerful 'yokooka' level wrestlers in sumo!

"It turns out that Ba Chulun is so weak!" Chen Qing couldn't help but be shocked.

"What is Ba Chulun, this year's Naadam wrestling competition, not only the sumo masters who came back from Japan, but also the wrestling masters who came here from all over the world, and there are a lot of new Mongolian wrestling talents this year, a Ba Chulun who has never even heard of his name, there are too many Mongolian wrestling masters who can beat him!"

At this moment, a voice with a deep arrogance and disdain interjected.

"Who are you?"

Chen Qing asked with some resentment.

"I—you're smashing my shop like this, and you're asking who I am?" said the middle-aged man, with an ugly face.

Just now, he didn't look good at the back one, and actually let a few Chinese smash the store. He's so angry!

To know. At the time of the Naadam Conference. But it was the most profitable time for each store, and how much money did I lose this time, and I felt distressed when I thought of the middle-aged Mongolian boss.

"Don't look at it, hurry up and lose money!" said the middle-aged boss angrily.

"Lose money, why only let us accompany us, that Ba Chulun just now also had a share!" Chen Qing said angrily.

"He's gone, where can I find it? And, as I just asked, you broke all the tables and chairs in my shop. If I don't ask you to lose money, who will I look for?"

"You're ......!"

Stopping Chen Qing, who was about to speak, Liu Dong stepped forward and said, "How much money do you want?"

"How much?"

The boss of the Mongolian clan rolled his eyes, obviously he wanted to take the opportunity to make more money from these ******** people. Anyway, the Chinese have money, and in Mongolia it is their Mongols who have the final say. If they dare to say no, they will be sent to the police station, and when the time comes, they will have to pay for themselves obediently, and they will accompany them more.

"My tables and chairs are all new, so you have to accompany me for 4 million tugrik!" said the Mongolian boss loudly.

"4 million tugriks? What are you robbing money of? And, all these broken tables and chairs. I don't want to give it to me for nothing, you still want 4 million tugrik. There is no slander to anyone!" Chen Qing was completely furious!

"If you don't lose money, I'll call the police!" the Mongolian boss threatened.

"Call the police, then you can report it, I'll see if the police in Ulaanbaatar are as unreasonable as you!"

"We'll give you the money!" Liu Dong said suddenly.

"Liu Dong, you ......!"

After stopping Chen Qing, who was about to speak, Liu Dong took out two million tugriks from his pocket, equivalent to about 12,000 Huaxia coins, and threw them to the Mongolian boss, "These should be enough, right?"

"Enough is enough!"

After the Mongolian boss with a happy look hurriedly took the money thrown by Liu Dong, he was secretly happy in his heart, and even regretted that he didn't order much just now.

"It's really 'summer insects can't talk about ice'!"

After seeing the greed and philistine of the Mongolian boss in his eyes, Liu Dong couldn't help but shake his head.

He thought that more than 12,000 Huaxia coins were already a rare huge amount of money, but for Liu Dong, it was not even a drop in the bucket.

The definition of wealth between the two sides is too different.

Just like ordinary people think that a Bugatti Veyron and Ferrari worth tens of millions are a lifelong unattainable goal, if you have the opportunity to get it, all your inner greed can be satisfied.

But in the eyes of many real rich people, the Bugatti Veyron is just a car, and if you don't like it, you can change it at any time!

Therefore, Liu Dong doesn't think that these 4 million tugriks have anything at all, even if they are doubled, what can they do if they are doubled or multiplied?

If he is angry because of this, then for him, his anger is too cheap!

"Liu Dong, you really shouldn't have given that guy so much money just now, he was blackmailing us!" Chen Qing, who walked out of the restaurant, was still a little indignant.

"It's a lesson, right, the wound on your face is okay?"

"It's okay, just smear some medicine!" Chen Qing grinned, obviously the truth was not as simple as he said.

Liu Dong didn't expose his move of 'slapping his swollen face and becoming fat' in front of his girlfriend, and under the cover of his trouser pocket, he took out his secret bone-setting wine from the mustard seed space and handed it over.

"Wipe it on!"

"What is it?" took the palm-sized blue and white porcelain vase in Liu Dong's hand, and after shaking it, Chen Qing wondered.

"This is my secret bone-setting wine, which specializes in treating trauma!"

"Bone-setting?"

Chen Qing, who often watches Chinese martial arts TV movies, is naturally no stranger to this name, but Chen Qing, who has never used it, is very skeptical of its utility, "Does it work?"

"Can you try it and it will be clear?"

In modern times, the invasion of Western culture has caused many traditional Chinese things to gradually decline or be lost, and Chinese medicine is one of them.

In particular, many young people in the new century have high regard for Western medicine, but they dismiss Chinese medicine as superstition, which is really absurd!

After a little hesitation, Chen Qing, who nodded, opened the red stopper on the top of the porcelain bottle, and suddenly a spicy and fragrant smell rushed straight to Chen Qing's nostrils, making him frown at the same time, and after hesitating for a while, he hesitated to wipe a little clear liquid medicine on the wound on the left side of his face under the guidance of Liu Dong.

"How do you feel?" asked Liu Dong with a smile.

"It's cool, it's not as painful as before!Liu Dong, your bone-setting wine is really useful!" Chen Qing said in surprise.

Of course, it is useful, but this secret bone-setting wine took Liu Dong a lot of effort to concentrate more than a dozen kinds of precious Chinese medicines such as ginseng, snow lotus, and Ganoderma lucidum. Don't look at it as a small bottle the size of a palm, but the cost is enough to be millions!

"I'll wipe it for you!"

Looking at her clumsy boyfriend, Wuri Gaowa on the side took the porcelain bottle!

Soon, all the palm-sized wounds on Chen Qing's left face were smeared with a light yellow clear liquid, and then the originally red and swollen wounds returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye. If it weren't for the difference in color, I'm afraid others wouldn't have seen that the left side of his face had just been slightly injured!

"Liu Dong, your bruising wine is really useful, it doesn't hurt as much as just now!" Chen Qing, who moved his mouth, said in surprise.

"It's good to be useful!"

After retracting his bone-setting wine, Liu Dong turned his head and said, "Gao Wa, I heard what you said in the hotel just now, it seems that if I want to participate in the Mongolian 'Naadam Conference', there is also a preliminary test, right?"

"Well, because the number of wrestlers involved in the 'Naadam Conference' is limited, the participants must be registered wrestlers from Mongolia. If a foreigner wants to participate in the Naadam Wrestling Tournament, he must pass the preliminary examination, which means that he must defeat a 'wolf' level wrestler!

"A 'wolf' wrestler is a wrestler who can win three fights in a row. Also, if you pass the preliminary exam, you can't participate in the main match of the wrestling tournament, and you must go through the qualifiers before you can enter the main event!"

"What? And the qualifiers?" Chen Qing said in surprise.

"Well, every year when the Naadam Conference is held, many foreign martial arts masters who come here want to participate in the wrestling competition, so the organizing committee has specially prepared a qualifier for them! The last two winners of the qualifier can participate in the 'National Eagle' main event, which is the final of the 16th round!"

"I see. Sounds like a hassle!"

Liu Dong nodded knowingly.

However, this is reasonable, after all, the Naadam tournament will only be held for 5 days, and the wrestling competition will only be held for 2 days, so it is certainly impossible for everyone who is interested to participate, and only some of them can be screened in advance.

"That Ba Chulun is too cunning, he can't beat Liu Dong, so he actually came up with this kind of trick...... Liu Dong, I don't think you should participate in any wrestling competitions! lest you fall into that Ba Chulun Dadang again!" Chen Qing couldn't help but say.

After he finished speaking, Urigova, who was standing on the side, opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything.

In fact, in Mongolia, if a person accepts an invitation to participate in the Naadam Conference, he cannot refuse it. If they refuse, they will be seen as cowardly and despised by their fellow Mongols around them.

But Liu Dong was not a Mongol after all!

"It's okay, since I agreed to participate, I can't back down halfway. And I'm just trying to see how good Mongolian wrestlers really are!" Liu Dong smiled confidently.

The hardships of the long journey, coupled with the fire that has been held back for so many days, always need a place to vent.

By the way, let these Mongolian barbarians who like to flaunt their strength know the gap between them and the **** kingdom.

In addition to politics, economy, science and technology, and world influence, they are too far behind, and even the wrestling they have always been proud of is nothing more than 'Yelang arrogance'!

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