Chapter 112: You Don't Have a Temper When You Beat You

Lin Wushan played against Wen Zhuyan, and Wu Hu stepped on the snow to single out the yellow zebra, and the audience suddenly exploded.

Surprised, surprised, not exciting?

There are those who cheer, those who are angry and angry, and those who are wailing and crying, and a pair of beings are in front of them, Cui Hanzhang is Gujing Wubo and even a little bored, it is strange that Chili Street does not operate like this, the law of the ages is that the heat will die.

"The two favorites meet in advance, and they will inevitably fight to the death." Crowds of viewers have already begun to chatter.

"It's not fair, someone is operating in the dark." There are bold ones who even opened their mouths to question, which immediately attracted the scolding of another group of people, if they didn't hold their heads and flee in time, they would definitely be drowned by the spittle stars. There were many people present who bet heavily on the two favorites, and at this time, a heart was raised to the throat.

"I'm still in a hurry! I regret that I shouldn't be in a hurry to make a premium. "The new shopkeeper of Qingshui Cabinet Fang patted his head, the bye rule is not allowed to have two byes in a row, since Wen Zhiyan had a bye in the last round, the next round will inevitably have to fight. It's just that I didn't expect to run into Linwu Mountain directly, so there will be an injury when the two tigers fight.

King Kang stared at the audience slightly, and then said slowly: "This king asked the queen to hold a spring outing polo club, which is for everyone to have fun, and everyone should have fun." For the sake of fairness, the king and the princess will personally oversee the last two games. ”

Without waiting for everyone to clap their hands, King Kang raised his hand again to signal quiet, and turned his head to the right side of the high platform to make a gesture of invitation.

I saw King Ze, who had an elegant temperament on the other side, walking slowly, looking at the expectant expressions of everyone in the audience and saying: "Brothers, to participate in the grand event, this king took out a set of dark iron heavy armor captured during the Northern Expedition as a reward for the champion of the horse fighting competition." ”

Xuantie heavy armor is the equipment of the elite heavy cavalry of Beihu, and the cavalry and war horses are covered with armor and have both attack and defense, which can be described as the world's top horse combat equipment. This set of equipment is expensive, and Beihu has built less than 10,000 sets with the strength of a country. Whether it is Beihu or Shenguang, they all attach great importance to such a complete set of Xuantie heavy armor, especially the disciples of the sect are all proud to get the Xuantie heavy armor.

King Ze rewarded such a set of dark iron heavy armor to the hearts of the young people present, as the so-called gold is difficult to buy. Two years ago, a suit of armor flowed into the ghost market, and later attracted the mansions of Chili Street to snatch it, but the auction price went all the way up, and finally it was bought by a mysterious buyer at an absolutely high price.

"King Ze is mighty!"

"King Ze is mighty!"

It was Cui Hanzhang and others who were very hot about this set of Xuantie heavy armor, Bai Yanqiu rarely glanced at Youyin, he really didn't expect that this prince who was full of benevolence and morality could be so arrogant, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The Xuantie armor is a baby, and you can't pull it out when you see it in your eyes." ”

Cui Hanzhang remembered that during the stalemate of the war in the Twelve Prefectures of Youyun, the Beihu heavy armored cavalry appeared on the stage to change the situation of the battle.

"The symbolism of the Xuantie heavy armor is significant, and it was captured on the battlefield of King Ze, and obtaining this set of armor may also be a step forward in the future."

Just as the two were chatting, there was a wind coming from the ghost market, and a mysterious buyer bought this set of Xuantie heavy armor by offering 100,000 silver dollars. As soon as this news broke out, it detonated the atmosphere of the scene, and it became more and more prominent the preciousness of the Xuantie heavy armor, and it seems that many people are eyeing this set of Xuantie heavy armor.

With the two princes taking their respective positions, everyone also returned to the stands one after another, giving up the central court to the two favorites in this horse fighting competition.

The noon sky is clear, the breeze is warm, the warm sun is sprinkled on the horseback, and Lin Wushan is dazzling in a silver helmet. Immediately attracted the attention of the audience, only to see that at the entrance of the fence, Bai Yanqiu led a black horse into the field, the horse was ink-colored except for the four hooves, the mane was black and bright, and the eyes were blazing, like a divine beast.

Bai Yanqiu walked in front, smiling like a spring breeze, waving his hand to greet the audience from all directions, as if it was he who was angry at this time, it seemed that in Cui Hanzhang's eyes, he felt that this kid was underbeaten, not to mention that there were so many people in the audience who didn't deal with him, and they couldn't wait to go up and punch him in the smug face.

The head of the black horse stepping on the snow is raised to the sky and roaring, the horse is strong, the body is spurted, the limbs are slender and strong, everyone who is watching the battle is a person who understands horses and loves horses, and they have sideways eyes when they see the black horse so bright.

On the other side, the yellow zebra was not to be outdone, its front hooves ploughed the ground, its snort erupted, and it seemed that it could not wait to start the battle, and before the gong sounded, the two horses suddenly burst out and rushed out.

The yellow zebra instantly erupted as fast as lightning and thunder, fierce and vigorous, uninhibited and wild as a whole, as if changing a form, that is, Wen Zhuyan's original eyes on the horse's back suddenly opened, and there was a cold light shooting out between the opening and closing of his eyes.

"Wen Qiyan has been hiding clumsy, and the yellow zebra under his seat is not an ordinary species." Cui Hanzhang instantly captured the change in the qi engine.

Cui Hanzhang caught a glimpse of Bai Yanqiu's palm suddenly clenching as he spoke, presumably because he also noticed the change in Wen Yanyan's state.

The audience only saw two lightning bolts staggered, and it was only one round, and the state of the two horses fighting each other rose rapidly.

King Kang stood up instantly, and he remembered in his mind what the elders of the Motuo tribe in Lok Ma Chau had said about the fighting horses, and he seemed to see the wildness of the fighting horses in the horses in the field.

According to legend, there has been a wild fighting horse in the northwest of the grassland, arrogant and aggressive by nature, outstanding physical strength, stronger endurance, the king of ten thousand horses, and other idle horses can not get close, the Motuo people have injured several people in order to catch wild fighting horses, and have never been trapped in it.

Fighting horses are natural war horses, and no one can tame them! Later, the Motuo people came up with a clever way to cross the best mares with them during the estrus period in March and April every year, striving to breed a second-generation horse breed with a fighting horse pedigree. According to the records of the Motuo tribe, the survival rate of the offspring of the fighting horse is very low, and the bloodline has almost been broken, and it has been bred and cultivated until the fourth generation can be gradually domesticated, and the fifth generation can cooperate with the soldiers to fight, so the five generations of war horses are already rare.

"Go to spread the word to Princess Tiange, saying that it is suspected that the bloodline of the fighting horse has appeared, and invite her to watch the battle." King Kang waved his hand and asked Xiao Liu to go to the inner tent to deliver the message, and directly invited Mo Tu Tiange over to send a message.

"Wait, go and carry the princess's couch over directly, and make sure you don't let her go to the ground." King Kang added again.

"My subordinates understand!" Xiao Liu quickly retreated, and took the government soldiers and guards to the inner tent to carry people.

Just as the two were talking, they had already exchanged hands again. Of course, Wen Qiyan knew the fighting horse lineage of the yellow zebra under his seat. At the beginning, Mrs. Xiao hired him as a guest secretary of the Xiao family with this horse as a reward, and Wen Zhuyan, who loved horses like an idiot, naturally couldn't refuse. Although the yellow zebra only has a thin bloodline of fighting horses, and it is the sixth generation of fighting horses after traveling to the Central Plains and crossed and bred again, Wen Zhuyan, who has seen its state when it goes crazy, has been completely conquered by it.

Fighting horses are wild and untamable by nature, and when they are strong, they are stronger, and they become more and more crazy. This bloodline inheritance will not be broken, and at this time, the yellow zebra is stimulated by the black horse stepping on the snow, and the aggressiveness in its nature is stimulated.

"The yellow zebra has fighting horse blood in its body, and it should be a direct blood relative to the Hejian horse based on its body shape." Motuo Tiange saw the extraordinaryness of the yellow zebra at a glance, and even guessed its origin.

King Kang's eyes were full of pampering, he clenched the beauty beside him Rouyi, and said softly: "This king vaguely remembers that the elders of the clan mentioned that there had been wild fighting horses at the southern foot of Gabu Snow Mountain, and I didn't expect Tiange to see the origin of the yellow zebra at a glance. In this way, it is difficult to win in the snow. ”

Mo Tu Tiange's body was full of maternal brilliance at this time, and he unconsciously stroked his abdomen with his other hand, and said with a soft smile: "Not necessarily! Although the yellow zebra has the blood of a fighting horse, but after all, it is thin, it must be a breeding horse beyond the six generations, although the wild explosive power is also amazing, but the endurance is insufficient, not to mention the physical strength of a generation of fighting horses. ”

"So, the victory between Motuotiange and Wu Hu Treading Snow is a long-term battle?" King Ze, who came to greet his brother and sister-in-law, heard this and asked subconsciously.

Motuo Tiange found out that it was King Ze who asked, and wanted to get up and salute, but he quickly stopped him, "I've seen Sister-in-law Wang, please don't get up, otherwise you will break the little brother." ”

Mototiango nodded in thanks, and followed the words just now:

"Thank you, Lord Wang! Although Tiange does not know the origin of the black horse stepping on the snow, he can see that this horse is good at fighting, especially the horse's legs are slender and powerful, and it runs like four hooves to make the wind, which is most suitable for long-distance running, which shows that this horse has long physical strength. Judging from the equestrian skills of our clan, the lean muscles and bones are as prominent and distinct as the blades of a knife, and the ears are as sharp as oblique bamboo chips. ”

King Kang couldn't bear to be tired from Concubine Ai's heart, so he interrupted and said, "Show the fourth brother to sit, I'll wait to see their wonderful performance first."

The momentum of the yellow zebra climbed again, and Wen Qiyan felt that it had a tendency to get out of control, and the hind limbs were lifted and the horse's hips were slightly raised.

"Come on, old man!" Wen Qiyan kicked his legs hard, and the man jumped up and stood on the horse's back, exactly the same move as the one used by Motuo Tiange to defeat Xiao Ju'an before, and the man and horse rushed over in one.

"It's good to come!" Lin Wushan slapped the horse's back, the harrier turned over and flew up, raised his knees and raised his elbows to hit Wen Yiyan, and the two fought more than ten times in mid-air in an instant.

I saw two horses running and chasing around the huge arena, colliding with each other with their horses' heads, and the two people standing on horseback had swept down and landed, each performing a mastery and fighting unbreakable.

Wen Zhuyan actually fought against the most widely circulated Taizu Long Fist in the army, the moves were simple and unpretentious, but the power was huge, as if the ordinary moves that everyone understood were sublimated in his hands. The opponent Lin Wushan is based on the family Lin's marksmanship, taking off the gun as a fist, and even showing the spirit snake marksmanship of the Lingwu Marquis Mansion.

The two horses fought over there, and from time to time there was neighing; Here, two masters are fighting to the death, like a dragon and a tiger, and it is easy to divide life and death. After a while, both of them were sweating like rain, especially Lin Wushan was wearing silver armor, and every move and style was very physically demanding.

Lin Wushan exchanged fists with Wen Zhuyan again and then took advantage of his strength to take off, only to hear a whistle sound from his mouth, and the black horse immediately got rid of the yellow zebra and rushed to catch the falling owner.

Linwu Mountain and Wu Hu Tread the Snow Heart, holding the reins, the black horse half of the body lifted up and kicked the sky and jumped high, and the man and horse collided with Wen Xiyan.

However, the yellow zebra broke out wildly, indulged in chasing and fighting, and failed to pick up the owner in time, causing Wen to face the double pressure of Linwu Mountain and Wuhu treading snow for a while. Under the lightning speed of the black horse, Wen Zhuyan couldn't dodge, and had no choice but to make a hard connection, and collided with the horse's hooves with both fists, resulting in the whole person falling out two feet away.

Sure enough, the yellow zebra and Wen Zhuyan should not have achieved the unity of humans and horses, which is due to the wild nature of the fighting horse. If it weren't for the untamable wildness, my Motuo clan would have already begun to breed fighting horse bloodlines on a large scale. Mototiango confirmed his thoughts, and patted the bed and said.

When King Ze heard her assert this, he asked again: "Could it be that the bloodline of Douma cannot be improved and incorporated into the army?" ”

Motuotiange smiled again and shook his head, "It's not that it can't be improved, it's just that the conditions are demanding. The fifth-generation fighting horse bloodline cultivation and combat in our clan are required to accompany the horse from the time it is born, so that it knows you from the bottom of its heart, is familiar with you, and then conquers it with strength when it becomes an adult, so as to ensure that it will not hurt the owner when it relapses wildly. It's just that the success rate is too low, and less than one percent of the hundreds of foals are successful, and they can't be scaled at all. ”

Lin Wushan took advantage of the gap between the black horse and the yellow zebra in the snow, and instantly recalled the black horse to severely injure Wen Zhuyan with the joint force, and then flew off the horse and chased after him. As the boxing scripture says, beating people is like kissing the mouth and hands to the body, and a short close-fitting blow like a rapid rain of arrows forced Wen to turn to guard the door, but he was still hit again in a hurry, and a blood stain overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

In fact, Wen Zhuyan's kung fu is all in swordsmanship, and the horse fighting competition can wear armor but is not allowed to bring weapons to the field, for fear that someone will be angry and hurt the horse race. And Lin Wushan has long fused the two marksmanship into the boxing method, and taking off the gun for boxing is her kung fu. failed in one move, and never wanted to be restrained everywhere.

Even he himself didn't expect that there would be a moment when he was forced to collide with the hooves of the black horse, and at the moment of the collision, he felt like a thousand jun pressing on the top, and there was a domineering spiral force on the horse's hooves. In the blink of an eye, he was knocked out, fell to the ground, and his internal organs were shocked, and a mouthful of dantian qi was not raised. As a result, Lin Wushan walked like a plow, and the ghost did not disperse, chasing after him for a short period of close-fitting shortness, which caused his internal breath to be chaotic, and it had already hurt his heart. At this time, he can only defend passively, and it can be said that he has no temper when he is beaten.