Bai Yang watched Yuzhu's back disappear at the top of the stairs, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said, "In tonight's competition, I lost weakly, I'm afraid that even this little girl will look down on us?"

As he spoke, he closed the door and sat down on the bamboo couch with a bitter face.

Tie Niu didn't care, and asked with a smile: "What do you mean, you don't have the confidence to compete with this patriarch?"

"It's not a question of faith, you also know that it's the patriarch's son!" Bai Yang glared at him, "If I really win a big victory, I'm afraid it will be a humiliation for him! If I deliberately lose, I will be looked down upon by them, and even if I can save my life, I am afraid that I will be driven out of the village overnight!"

"Then ...... Undefeated and undefeated?" Iron Bull still grinned.

"Undefeated and invincible, how can it be so easy! Now I don't know what the strength of this patriarch is, if he is really a warrior in the village, I may not be able to parry it with all my might, and I have to maintain an undefeated and invincible, unless I can defeat him a lot! But I know very well how many catties and taels I know, it is impossible at all!"

Tie Niu couldn't help but scratch his scalp when he heard what he said, and said, "Then what should I do now? The patriarch has already issued a war letter, and we can't compare now, I'm afraid that we will be looked down upon by them!"

"I don't know what to do, I can only take one step at a time!"

Bai Yang sighed, and Tie Niu also sighed, and said: "Originally, I wanted to take advantage of Yuzhu's liking for you, so we could ask her about Senior Brother Wang this afternoon, but now it seems that we can only wait until tomorrow to ask!"

"Whether I win or lose, I'm afraid that tomorrow that little girl won't pay attention to us anymore!" said Poplar.

"That's not necessarily!" Tie Niu immediately said, "Even if you lose, as long as the defeat is not very bad, so that the patriarch still admires you a little bit in his heart, I think they will still be very enthusiastic about us!"

Bai Yang was right when he heard it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was reasonable, and he couldn't help patting Tie Niu's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Although you guy usually doesn't like to use his brain, he can often get to the crux of the matter! Yes, I don't need to draw with him, as long as I do my best to block his attack, and when we are about to lose strength to each other, I will lose to him one or two moves, and he should be very happy!" It's the same as playing chess, it's boring to meet someone who is too weak, but it's also boring to meet someone who is stronger than yourself, and only when you meet an opponent who is a little weaker than you, but not a lot weaker, then you will want to find him every time you play chess!"

Iron Bull doesn't know how to play chess, and every time Poplar plays chess with someone, he can only watch from the side.

But of course he understood that Poplar was complimenting him, and laughed again.

Since the battle could not be avoided tonight, Poplar didn't think much about it, and after eating a few bites of the dim sum sent by Yuzhu with Tie Niu, Poplar lay on the bamboo couch, calming down and sleeping.

At more than five o'clock, someone came up and knocked on the bamboo door, led the poplar iron cow down the bamboo building, and walked outside the bamboo building.

There is a flat field outside the bamboo building, at this time the field has been surrounded by old and young, it is estimated that the patriarch son is going to test martial arts with the Han people, and they all came to watch.

Poplar Tie Niu swept his eyes and found that there was no man dressed as a Han in the crowd.

Of course, they had never met the senior brother surnamed Wang, and if any senior brother was forced to change the clothes of the Miao people, they would not be able to recognize him.

But the big brother Miao who brought them here was also standing in the crowd, his brows furrowed tightly, and he seemed very annoyed that they could cause such a mess.

The chief steward said a few opening remarks to everyone in Miao language, and Poplar Tie Niu couldn't understand it, but from the eyes and expressions of others, he also knew that the chief steward was explaining the reason for tonight's competition.

And it can be seen from the eyes of everyone who threw themselves at Poplar that these people are all full of confidence in the patriarch and son, but they are full of contempt for Poplar.

Bai Yang's heart is a little up-and-down, but the matter has come to this point, and he can only face it head-on.

Soon the patriarch also came out, and someone moved a chair to invite the patriarch to sit down, and Yuzhu also followed the patriarch, but a pretty face could not tell whether it was joy or sorrow.

Originally, there were no rules to talk about between each other, and the patriarch only asked Bai Yang: "What weapon do you use?"

Bai Yang came to Miao Village this time pretending to be a writer, for fear that bringing a long sword would make Miao people hostile, so even the black sword he carried with him was placed in Xi'an, but he and Tie Niu brought a dagger on their bodies.

Hearing the patriarch's question, Bai Yang could only shake his head and say, "Since I came to visit your village, how dare I bring weapons?"

The patriarch raised his eyebrows and said, "Since this is the case, then let's fight empty-handed! My iron fists can also subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger!"

Before he could say a word, he had already taken a step forward, and with a "whew" punch, he slammed into the poplar's chest.

Bai Yang didn't know what his bottom was, and when he saw this punch, he didn't dare to block it directly, but leaned over to avoid it.

The patriarch Gongzi was going to knock the white-faced boy to the ground with one punch, but he didn't expect Poplar to hide quickly, and he couldn't help but praise "good", his fist was not retracted, and his body suddenly squatted, and at the same time stretched out one leg and swept on the spot.

Poplar didn't expect him to make such a quick move, and such a strange change of move was simply unheard of.

If Poplar jumps and dodges, the patriarch must have another trick.

At that time, Poplar did not allow for consideration at all, and his own instinct had already reacted.

He did leap to his feet, but instead of dodging, he jumped forward, shoveling at the patriarch with one toe.

The patriarch didn't expect Poplar to make such a strange move, so he had to retract his feet and lean back to avoid Poplar's shovel.

Poplar stiffly pulled back the first hand, landed on tiptoe with one foot, and swirled with the other, forcing the patriarch to roll smoothly before getting up.

These few attacks and defenses, I saw that the people around me were dazzled, and no one shouted "good".

The patriarch Gongzi originally had a contempt for Baiyang, but at this time he had to face this opponent squarely, and said: "I didn't expect you, a Han literati, to have some ability!

He didn't dare to rush forward as before, and when the words settled, his left hand shook falsely, and his right fist struck again, but it was in the shape of an uppercut, smashing into the lower abdomen of Poplar.

Bai Yang didn't dare to be a little contemptuous, and leaned his waist to give him this beat, and immediately returned the move with a palm.

In fact, if you can do real kung fu, Poplar must be above the patriarch's son.

It's just that the patriarch's son is quick to move, and his moves are very different from the Han martial arts.

So much so that at the beginning of the twenty moves, Poplar does not seek reactive power, but seeks no fault.

After thirty moves, Bai Yang gradually sorted out the martial arts path of the patriarch son, and then slowly seized the opportunity and fought with the patriarch son.

Although the Miao men who watched were brave and good at fighting, there were not many masters like the patriarch Gongzi, and even fewer had knowledge of the Han people's martial arts.

These people only saw the patriarch's son's roar like thunder, and his fists were blowing, but Poplar was silent.

Because of this, most Miao people thought that the patriarch had the upper hand, and cheered from time to time to cheer for the patriarch's son.

Only Tie Niu was secretly worried about Poplar for more than 20 moves, until after 20 moves, he saw that Poplar gradually stabilized his position and retracted freely, so he slowly put his mind at ease.

But the patriarch's ability is not much lower than that of Poplar, and it is not easy for Poplar to make him make one or two moves quietly.

As a result, this fight went straight to more than fifty moves, and the patriarch's fist was fierce, far more exhausting than Poplar, and gradually his forehead was sweating, and his body movements slowed down.

Bai Yang knew that if he continued to fight, the patriarch would probably be exhausted, so he would also rein in his speed and look for opportunities.

The patriarch Gongzi saw that Bai Yang's figure slowed down, thinking that he had also reached the end of the crossbow, and he was overjoyed and hurried up his fists and kicks.

But in this way, the flaws in his fists and feet are even more obvious, and if Poplar wants to win, it is actually just a flip.

But that was not the result that Poplar wanted, taking advantage of the patriarch's son's punch to hit him head-on, Poplar pretended to be unable to dodge, and could only parry with one hand in a hurry.

The patriarch's son smashed a fist into the palm of the poplar, the poplar hurriedly withdrew his hand in pain, and the patriarch's son smashed out another punch and hit the poplar's waist and abdomen.

Bai Yang hurriedly dodged back, unloading most of the patriarch's son's fist power, still feeling severe pain in his waist and abdomen, so he simply bent over, held down his waist with one hand, and stretched forward with the other hand to stop it, shouting: "Don't fight, I admit defeat!"

The patriarch Gongzi originally wanted to punch again, but when he saw Bai Yang stretching out his hand to admit defeat, he immediately retreated, and while he was overjoyed, he couldn't help but secretly say that he was lucky.

He fought with people in his life, and he never played 30 moves to win. Only this time I fought with a Han white face, and I was almost exhausted.

But it was precisely because of this that this victory seemed more difficult and made him more happy.

(See Chapter 069 "The Mysterious Cave Girl")