The first fight was won and lost, and Burzin won, but at the same time he was the loser. He killed his brother-in-law with his own hands, and then died of exhaustion on the grounds of the Golden Bag Club. Zhuoligtu sat on the main seat, condescending, looking down on the whole process like a falcon. In the end, he just waved his hand and ordered the two corpses to be carried down.

The grassland is vast but not as big as people's hearts. At this moment, Li Le realized the deeper meaning behind the Golden Bag Club.

The father and son of Zhuoligtu took advantage of this event to weaken their clans and at the same time improve and consolidate the status of the Golden Family. The golden dragon that symbolizes glory and wealth outside the gate is a bait. Once in a decade, this huge wealth can make these families always have awe and dependence on the Golden Family, and this life-and-death battle can eliminate the elite talents of these tribes under controlled circumstances. The more fierce these people fight, the deeper the enmity between each other, the happier Zhuoligetu father and son are.

Only then would it be even more unlikely that they would form an alliance that would shake the leadership of the Golden Family.

The battle between the fields continued, and this time it was replaced by Battle. He was the most courageous son of Zhuoligetu, and he did not deliberately choose his opponents, but directly faced off against a man named Bajie who was immediately behind him.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Battle means hero in Mongolian, and sure enough, the man lives up to his name. The man named Bajie was also a six-foot-tall man with broad shoulders, who appeared in the style of a traditional Mongolian wrestler, and his huge body slammed on the ground, and his momentum was extraordinary. However, after only one hand-to-hand move, Battle was thrown cleanly in the center of the court. Lying on the ground.

Yan Xiaowu frowned and said, "This guy is so loud, why can't he help fighting?" ”

"Amitabha." Fan Qinghui clasped her palms together and said, "That's good, the way of fighting that ended up together just now is too bloody, I'm afraid I'll vomit if I watch it again." ”

The stone asked, "Brother Le, what do you think of this scene?" ”

Li Le grinned and said, "Even Yan Xiaowu can see that it is fake, what do you think I can think?" He added: "However, although the process is a bit fake, but Battle's strength is more real than the real gold at the door, he should practice Dongying Yiquan, this road boxing originated from China." During the Republic of China, known as Japan's modern 'martial saint', Sawai Ken was defeated in the hands of Wang Xiangzhai and worshiped Wang Xiangzhai as a teacher, at that time it was in the period of the Japanese invasion of North China. ”

"Is this Wang Qianzhai's kung fu very high?" Stone asked again.

"In terms of martial arts, he can be called a generation of grandmasters." Li Le didn't say much, and continued: "After Kenichi Sasawai returned to Japan, he devoted himself to practicing and promoting Yiquan, and later changed the name of Yiquan to Taiqi Boxing according to the actual situation. ”

Yan Xiaowu nodded again and again on the side, and let out a sigh of understanding.

Li Le then said: "Have you noticed, the moment he made a move just now, he first stomped on his feet, the force went from the feet to the legs, and the two muscles of the back ran through the shoulders, as long as he wanted to, the strength of his whole body could burst out from his hands at once." Even if this Bajie resisted with all his might, it would probably be difficult to block it with only brute strength, unless he had the natural strange power of Bidang. ”

Fan Taohua frowned and said: "Then it's my turn to appear, if he refuses to go down to rest, does Brother Li feel that it is still necessary for me to fight him?" ”

"You've learned from Gu Laowei, but I don't think the focus of what you learned was martial arts." Li Le shook his head solemnly and said: "If you talk about cooking skills, Brother Fan is naturally a thousand times stronger than him, but if you compare fists and feet, you will also learn a skin, although you have a good foundation, but you lack actual combat experience, and you don't even have a chance to fight him." ”

Fan Taohua smiled: "Don't worry, buddy has this self-knowledge." ”

Battle, who was in the middle of the field, did not go, and he chose a special opponent - the stone.

Li Le's heart moved, and he expected that the stone would never flinch, and instructed in a low voice: "Your brother's kung fu is not weak, compared with you, it is about half a catty and eight taels, your characteristic is to resist beating, and your flexibility is not as good as his, give full play to your strengths, don't fight a war of attrition with him, you can win." ”

He did not say why he chose the stone, and the stone did not ask him why he chose himself, and did not hesitate to come to the center of the field. The two of them looked at each other, and their figures were so similar, like twin brothers. The two spoke in voices that were almost inaudible to each other.

Battle looked at the stone, "I know who you are. ”

Stone nodded: "I know who you are, too." ”

Battle: "You're from the ancient city, how are you over there?" ”

Stone: "You grew up in the grassland, how are you doing here?" ”

"The steppe is huge, but Mongolia is a small country with a population of more than two million, and it's actually very small compared to the outside world, and there's hardly anything to do except drink and ride horses with friends," Battle said. ”

Shi said: "The ancient city has a population of 3.6 million, and the population of the provincial city is three times that of Mongolia, so the outside world is indeed very big, and there are many things that can be done, but there are very few people who can really drink a few glasses. ”

"Things on the prairie are actually very complicated, especially in the last few years, when many people have left here, and there are fewer and fewer people who can ride and drink together. ”

Shi said: "The ancient city is simple, the more people gather, the more people gather, whether they are familiar or not, they can sit together and drink if they have money." ”

Battle said: "I practice Taiqi boxing, which originated in Japan, and I heard that there is a denser population than the Chinese, and the technology is more developed. ”

Shi shook his head, now learning and selling: "The predecessor of Taiqi Boxing is actually China's Yiquan, Japan's population is indeed very dense, and science and technology may be more developed than China in some fields, but Brother Le once told me that they are just a group of good students, never good teachers, you learn from them, in fact, there is no future." ”

Battle said: "I've learned everything, it's too late to say anything, right or wrong is not said with my mouth, if you can beat me, I will listen to everything I say." ”

The stone took a step back and said, "I'll stand here and let you punch three times, if you can impress me, then I will lose." ”

Battle was stunned for a moment, and hesitated: "You stand still and let me punch three times?" ”

Shi Ji said: "If you don't have confidence in your fist power, I didn't say this." ”

Battle said: "I don't have confidence in your body, I'm afraid that I will kill you by mistake." ”

Shi Hehe smiled: "You have to kill me, as long as your ability is big enough, you can kill me, it's better for me to stand here and let you fight, if you want to keep your hand, it's easier." ”

It is useless to say more here, Battle nodded, said You are careful, and with a pause, he stretched out his fist like a cannon hammer, and the sky-high cannon went straight to the front chest of the stone, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

The stone did not dodge or dodge, and the dantian mixed the vitality with all his strength, and the muscles of the whole body bulged, and the training clothes he wore outside were swollen and cracked. The momentum is even more amazing! Battle threw a punch that left four points of force, and seeing this, he suddenly added another point, and slammed it into the chest like a stone and iron with seventy percent of his strength. The stone was unharmed, and Battle's hand bones were numb. He couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart, what a powerful Golden Bell Jar kung fu!

Li Le sat down and finally reassured, if the two of them competed back and forth, the stone lacked actual combat experience, even if the kung fu was slightly better, he might not be able to win. The strength of such a competition is equivalent to promoting strengths and avoiding weaknesses for stones, and the chances of winning are naturally much greater. Just now, the two of them spoke in a low voice in Chinese, and no more than three people outside the audience could hear it, but there was only one person who could understand it, and that was Li Le.

From the conversation between the two brothers, it is not difficult to hear that Battle, the son of the grassland, is yearning for the outside world, while the steppe people who grew up in the city of Stone have come here to find their roots. They are not fighting for victory or defeat, but exchanging moods and communicating ambitions. Battle is testing the stone's abilities, and the stone wants battle not to go astray. Because Battle learned kung fu from the Japanese. In Stone's opinion, what kind of kindness can little Nippon have when he gets close to Battle?

Battle's second punch hit the stone in the chest with nine points of force, as if hitting a mountain. The stone didn't move, but Battle's hand was tingling to the bone, and his body took two steps back. Battle raised his fist again, but this time it was raised, not unleashed. Said: "There is no point in not beating this punch, I used nine points of strength in a punch before, if it can make you change color a little, this punch is still a little interesting." After a pause, he added, "So, I lost." ”

Battle conceded defeat, and the stone did not continue to challenge, and also walked out of the field.

Old Zoligtu looked at the two young men who looked very similar with a complicated gaze, his brow furrowed slightly when his gaze stopped on Battle's face, and when he turned to the stone, he stretched out again and nodded with satisfaction.

Stone went down, and then it was the turn of Bidang, who was in fourth place, to take the stage. He did not specify a special opponent, and in order, his opponent was a great man from the Don steppe, named Chaksutu. Without exception, there was another giant man, although he was not as tall as Bidange, he was a cut taller than Shi and the others, less than forty years old, with a full beard, about two meters long, and his body was as strong as a mountain of meat.

Before appearing, tie your waist tightly with a large plate belt, stand there and do not move, hold down one end of the one-foot-wide plate belt, and on the other side are six big men pulling tightly, pulling hard like a tug-of-war, but this Chaksutu is not moving at all, and it took a lot of effort to finally tie the plate belt tightly.

On the other hand, Bidanger appeared calmly, wearing a traditional coat and full of auspicious belts, striding proudly, with a steady demeanor and a calm gaze. Every move is clear, just looking at the bearing, it is no less than the likes of martial arts masters.

"Master Chuck, you are the first place in the Golden Bag Meeting ten years ago, after the Monte Grass Naadam the year before last, this is the second time we have met, the last time you didn't make a move, I was lucky to get the first place, this time it is the Golden Bag Meeting, you must have to do it, I know that your Yan Dengbu suffered from the black hair storm at the beginning of the year, and in the summer, it was a hailstorm, and the loss was not small, I definitely hope to win the golden dragon outside to survive the difficulties of the past two years, but I also have a reason to win, we have no way out, it is better to have a good fight."

He spoke Mongolian, and Shi sat next to Li Le as an interpreter, and Li Le knew that Bi Dange's opponent was actually the top of the last Golden Bag Meeting.

Yan Xiaowu leaned over and asked curiously: "Li Le, do you think who can win the contest between the new and old wrestling kings on this grassland?" ”

Li Le didn't answer immediately, turned his head to look at the field, stared at it for a while, and muttered: "Both of them are huge physiques and are born with divine powers, Chaksutu is older and more experienced, Bi Dange's physique is stronger and younger, and the physical advantage is obvious, and it is estimated that there will be a little advantage in strength, and the last time I watched him compete with the fat man, those hands are really extraordinary, and the wrestling techniques have been perfected, reaching the level of skill that is close to the Tao, but also inside and outside." ”

Yan Xiaowu pouted and said, "It's really boring, which means a one-sided situation." ”

Li Le shook his head and said: "This is not necessarily, this old man named Chaksutu is not simple, the wrestling skills are all on the hands and annual rings, he is more than ten years older than Bidange, there must be a few unique skills in his hands, and if he is not even, he can create a miracle by defeating the strong with the weak." ”

While he was talking, the two of them in the field had already exchanged hands.