…… The one who led the way led them to the box on the third floor of the main building, whispered a few words to the people waiting inside, and then said goodbye to Chu Yuewan and the others.

They came up the corridor bridge, and they couldn't see the interior all the way, and when they got to the box, they saw the scene of the arena from the railing.

It was filled with a somewhat breathless smoky smell mixed with the smell of blood and sweat, and the cheers from downstairs rose and fell so high that it tickled people's ears.

Hanxiang couldn't stand this environment and hurriedly covered her nose.

After experiencing the discomfort of coming in just now, Chu Yuewan felt that there was nothing serious, the smoky smell was mixed with a little sandalwood incense, and the stimulation of blood and sweat did not seem to be so excessive.

What's more, her attention has been drawn to the arena.

In the middle of the main building is a tall ring.

Now on the field, two tall men are colliding fiercely with half-naked bodies, sweat and blood spilling on the ring.

Each time they slammed into the fire, Chu Yuewan shrank her shoulders, but the people below cheered and cheered loudly for help.

And the people in the ring did not retreat under the pain at all, they fought heartily, and unleashed their strength as much as they wanted.

Chu Yuewan seemed to know why his uncle liked wrestling.

The fight looks like a dance.

She remembered the dances that were performed to the gods, and the wrestlers were just as hard-working, the same devout.

After a fight, the subdued party fell out of the ring hard, and the spectators sighed.

The wounded were carried away, and the victor stood on the stage and shouted like a beast, and his supporters raised their glasses in celebration.

In the evening of the first month, I watched two competitions with great interest.

However, I haven't seen my uncle yet.

"Princess Yuning, don't worry, the little grandfather is about to play."

Chu Youkang inquired about the good news and came to report to her.

"Little boy," the maid came up with chips, "do you want to bet?" "Early Moon Night:" Bet? Downstairs was about to start a new round, and someone shouted: "Buy and leave!" ”

"It's just a bet on who will win."

Hanxiang encouraged her, "Childe, let's have a play!" Chu Yuewan looked at the writing cards on the tray and couldn't see the name of Yun Jinshu, so she asked, "Excuse me, which one is Grandpa Yun?" ”

"Childe wants to bet on the little grandfather."

The other party said, turning a piece out for her, "This is it." ”

Chu Yuewan looked at the words on it, and it was written "The moon is full in the West Building".

"Uh-huh, so be it!" Chu Yuewan said and gave the three bags of small golden beans to the maid.

Soon after the maid walked down, the gong began to sound downstairs.

I saw a tall man coming up in the ring, with scars on his face, looking extremely fierce.

Chu Yue was a little disappointed when he saw that he was not a little uncle, but he still waited patiently.

Suddenly, a shout came from the spectators downstairs: "Welcome to the arrival of Little Grandpa Yun!! Suddenly, the shouts in the venue rushed up to the tall building like a flame, and all the guests stood up and took the initiative to make way for them, and the surrounding boxes threw sachets, handkerchiefs, and hairpins, and people were almost crazy.

The entire Chongwu Pavilion boiled for him.

Surrounded by people, the young man in white walked over and jumped over, standing lightly in the ring.

He took off his robe and threw it off the stage amid cheers, shirtless, his slender body did not resemble a boy who was only thirteen years old.

He is like a vigorous and thin tiger and leopard, his eyes are burning and like a predatory falcon, and in this ring, he is the only one who radiates the light of the scorching sun.

"Wow, little grandpa...... That's how many years of kung fu I've been practicing. ”

Even Chu Youkang, who was the same age on the side, couldn't help but admire.

Chu Yuewan had never seen him take off his robe completely, and his face turned red inexplicably when he saw this moment.

But...... But the little uncle is really handsome! It's hard to take a look at it less! On the evening of the first moon, a little fairy child floated in his right ear and said, "Reserved and reserved!" How can Her Royal Highness the princess casually look at a man's nakedness. Body! You're still a yellow flower girl who hasn't been out of the cabinet! In his left ear, a little evil ghost floated and said, "This is your husband!" You don't look at who looks! Besides, what is it to be bare-chested! You're bare-bottomed at people! "Huh."

The early moon struggled and flattened the chirping little fairy.

On the stage, Yun Jinshu hugged his fist at his opponent.

The opponent also bowed his hand very respectfully and said "conced", and the two took two steps back, ready to go.

The people downstairs raised their fists and shouted cheers, and the early moon evening upstairs stood on tiptoe on the seat where the beauty in the box leaned, staring straight at the Yunjin book on the stage, eager to fly over the railing towards him.

In fact, the reason why you want to be shirtless is to prevent you from grabbing your clothes and catching people during the beating.

To be fair, don't wear it to anyone.

The "wrestling" of the Dagao Dynasty, whose full name is "wrestling gladiatorial fighting", is a fighting game that came from the Da Yu Kingdom in the Western Regions.

Although it is a game, it has actually evolved into a real martial arts competition, and the slightest mistake can kill people.

Before going to the fighting arena, both sides have to sign a life and death certificate, and even if they die on the spot, they don't have to complain.

Aggressiveness has been the nature of men since ancient times, and the more ferocious the struggle, the more it can stimulate the endless desire to win.

So since wrestling was introduced to the Central Plains, it has been popular.

Even if you don't play so much on the surface, there are many people who have nothing to do in private and will have a round or two with their friends for fun.

Fortunately, it is rare for people to fall to their deaths, and the Chongwu Pavilion also defeats the opponent even if it wins, and the early moon naturally has no chance to see the cruelty in it.

"Look at your Highness! It's time to get started! Hanxiang covered her nose, but shouted excitedly.

On the stage, Yun Jinshu is two heads shorter than his opponent, and his body is much more slender, so he is not a heavyweight player at all.

"Good guy, the size difference is so much, can the little grandfather win?" The people in the guest seats at the bottom asked their friends in the noise, "I can listen to you, I bet on him." ”

"What do you know about the newcomer! Follow buddy, yes! Don't look at the little grandfather who is small, he has great ability! His friend patted his chest and assured.

Some people heard it, and deliberately came over and said: "The other one above is the Tiger Ben Zhonglang General, Jing Qi!" The heroic gods are invincible, and the emperor praised him for 'where Jingqing is everywhere, the ghosts stop crying'! "Ghosts can scare him so much that he doesn't dare to cry, you say it's not amazing! Although the Tiger Ben Zhonglang General is only a fourth grade, as the commander of the royal guard, he specializes in retrograde assassination, and his martial arts are first-class and strong.

The new guest was a little intimidated, although Yun Jinshu's physique was sturdy, compared to the man's full body of flesh, he was like a little chicken who could only be lifted with wings.

"Hmph," the old acquaintance in the seat disdained, "Although Jing Zhonglang has two brushes, but that is also the little grandfather's absence a few days ago!" As soon as the little grandfather came, I don't believe that his winning streak can be maintained until this step down! As he spoke, the two men on the stage approached again, facing each other's arms with their heads on top of their heads.

For a while, the audience quickly fell silent.

Suddenly, a high-pitched gong sounded, and the gladiatorial fight officially began! "Oh——!!" The audience was jubilant again.

Yun Jinshu and Jing Qi fought at the same time, and the shouts on both sides were endless, and they couldn't tell which side was better.

Although Yun Jinshu is a victorious general in the wrestling of Chongwu Pavilion and has not been defeated so far, after all, Grandpa Yun has a lot of hard work, and there are not many opportunities to come.

And Jing Qi's days of rest and the little grandfather happened to diverge, resulting in the two never fighting each other in the past.

In the days when Yunjin Shu was no longer there, this person was also a really powerful idol on the field.

Finally, this time, a legend meets a legend, and the grand occasion is rare! Yun Jinshu is really petite compared to him, but his strength is very clever and he can't be shaken easily.

Jing Qi wanted to knock him down, but he couldn't, so he shouted and grabbed his arm and lifted it up, and actually pushed Yun Jinshu off the ground.

There was a sigh from the audience.

Seeing it on the evening of the first moon, I was so nervous that my heart was beating like a drum.

"Tsk."

Yun Jinshu didn't hesitate at all, although his foot didn't touch the ground, he immediately kicked him in the abdomen with a skillful force, turned over and took off, and looked like he was about to ride on his neck.

Jing Qi grabbed him and didn't let go, wanting to throw him off the ring, but Yun Jinshu suddenly hit Jing Qi with a headbutt, knocking him into two steps and letting go of his hand.

The audience cheered.

The two distanced themselves again.

Jing Qi stabilized the chassis, he was taller than Yun Jinshu, and he could directly control the enemy with the overlord cover, but it was also easy to find the flaws in his lower body.