Chapter 135: Bow to the whole martial arts
Princess Taiping saw that the two sides were angry on the court, one was broken here, the other was broken, and Yang Fan was the main offensive player of the White Horse Temple team, always charging forward, if one was not careful, it would inevitably be ......, and she was a little nervous for no reason.
After listening to Shangguan Wan'er's words, she didn't come back to her senses for a while, and blurted out, "What are you talking about?" β
Shangguan Wan'er said with a smile: "In previous years, although there were some small movements, how could it have been so intense, this year's Shangyuan is really interesting." β
She thought about it for a moment and said with a smile: "Why just today, it's been interesting from the first day." The sumo leader of the Taiping Princess Mansion for three consecutive years was robbed by two monks of the White Horse Temple. In the last game, the style of our Ouchi team was also robbed by them, and today ......"
Shangguan Wan'er looked back at the field and said with a smile: "Today is even more funny." In this way, the master of the Hongshi Dagger Seat seems to be inseparable, this person is really interesting, this year's Shangyuan, it is really interesting. β
When Princess Taiping heard this, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have said the same thing, and she suddenly thought of the night before yesterday, of the huge lamp tree, of the pair of men and women sitting on the top of the flowers and leaves of the lamp tree, and of the loveless kiss, and she was in a trance for a while.
At this time, the scene on the field can only be described as miserable, the bowing competition has evolved into a full martial arts, and both sides have their own hands and feet, and the screams are one after another.
For the Uighurs, although they were rough and savage, they were more skillful in the use of the skill of rational collision, and they were able to dismount many of the monks of the White Horse Monastery in a way that the monks had previously used to do so could not be used here. Because it was a clear foul, he was sent off countless times at one time.
However, their foul behavior also injured members of the Uighurs, although they could have made substitutions. However, the level of bowing of the person who was replaced was obviously slightly inferior. Although the people of the White Horse Temple are not good at reasonable collisions, Yang Fan and Chu Crazy Song are not, especially Yang Fan, he is not good at the rushing and killing kung fu in the military formation, but the small and moving personal martial arts are outstanding. It's the perfect occasion to get your hands dirty.
Yang Fan swung out a stick, the ball was intercepted by one of the opposing players, and behind him, a Uighur rider hit the horse Rufei and was hurrying to make a look of not being able to grab the ball and stop unsteadily, and the stick went straight to Yang Fan's calf. Yang Fan hit the air with a cane, and his face was depressed. Yang Tian shouted: "It's a pity! β
At the same time, the staff in his hand slipped in his palm and slipped backwards, while his feet in the stirrups were raised forward. This action is like a good ball being destroyed. Extremely regretful exaggerated actions, no one can say that it is not.
But with this move, his legs moved forward, and the Uighur man's staff was empty, and Yang Fan's staff slid backwards, popping out like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. Everyone could see clearly that the Uighur man seemed to have crashed into Yang Fan's staff by himself.
The stick was slid back and not clutched tightly. The force was not great, but it struck the bridge of the Uighur's nose, and the sharp and straight nose bone was crooked, and the nosebleed for a long time, and the man screamed and fell off his horse. All the generals on the sidelines shouted in unison: "Good color! β
"Yay?"
Yang Fan turned his head and lifted the reins of the horse. "Puzzled" looked at the Uighur rolling on the ground, and scratched his hair, looking confused. As a result, the Uighurs on the other side wanted to make a reasonable collision, but Yang Fan's circle of horses was enough to give up half of the horse's body, and the man rushed past him, and the horse's hooves were tripped by Yang Fan's war horse, and even the man and the horse slammed to the ground.
In the stands, Princess Taiping laughed "sneering" and said softly: "Little slippery head, so treacherous!" ββ¦,
Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but laugh.
On the other side, Chu Madge slapped his horse and rushed up, swinging a cane, only to hear a "click", the stick and a Uighur stick struck together, and suddenly broke into four pieces, the polo rolled to the side with a grunt, and the half-cut staff of Chu Madness seemed to be out of reach, and it was raised into the air, and a Uighur who was chasing after him could catch up. Half of the cane was slapped on his mouth, and the man didn't say a word, and his lips were beaten to pieces, and his upper and lower front teeth flew away.
"Good luck!"
The onlookers rubbed their hands and cheered again.
Xue Huaiyi saw that his people were beaten off the horse one by one with blue noses and swollen faces, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he took off his purple robe violently, bare his back, wore a pair of calf nose pants, picked up the Zen staff and was about to jump off the field to fight, so that a few old monks such as a turbid Taoist hurriedly dragged him.
No matter how the people on the field play, it can be said that they are playing football, and if Xue Huaiyi rushes off the field, it will become an international event. At this time, seeing that Chu Yangge and Yang Fan let go of their ruthless hands and made each other suffer a big loss, Xue Huaiyi turned his anger into joy, stepped on the stool, and hahadaxiao got up.
At this time, there were no reserves left on both sides to play, and there were few remaining participants on both sides of the field, and only Yang Fan, Chu Tiange, Ma Qiao and Hong were left on the side of the White Horse Temple.
Ma Qiao's left arm was hit with a cane, and his upper arm was swollen with a big one, he endured the pain, held the cane and did not retreat, but also blessed to the soul, during the fight, he integrated the chopping technique taught by Yang Fan into the use of the stick, and was stunned to split the opponent's two big men off the field, one of which was broken by his cane.
When he first entered the field, seeing the fierceness of the Uighurs, Ma Qiao was still a little apprehensive, but at this time, his confidence was greatly increased, especially the series of battles, which completely aroused his blood and energy.
On the battlefield, the battle is fierce, usually as docile as a virgin, timid as a white rabbit, can also be stimulated as fierce as a killing god, not to mention that Ma Qiao is not a good class, but he has never seen a big scene before, at this time his eyes are red, gritting his teeth, that hideous look, even those fierce Uighurs are afraid to see it.
Not to mention Hongliu, he was originally born as a skin-thrower, at this time the left side of his face was bruised, his right eyebrow bone was scratched, and half of his face was smeared with blood, his face was vicious, but he had a cold smile, a pair of thief eyes looked straight at the opponent's vital point, and he clutched the stick in his hand, looking at it like that, he would be ruthless when he seized the opportunity.
The other party is not very good, there are only five people left, and all of them are wounded. The Uighur envoy could not sit still, so he hurriedly stood up and hurried to Empress Wu's side, and when he came to Wu Zetian's side, the Uighur envoy said: "Respected Empress Dowager, Honorable Emperor Bixia, bowing has turned into a fight, this is too unseemly, and the foreign ministers respectfully ask the Empress Dowager and Bixia to issue an order to immediately suspend the game." β
Li Dan turned his head to look at Wu Zetian, Wu Zetian smiled faintly, and said casually: "It's just a lively scene, it should be in season, these children, they are strong in blood, brave and ruthless, in the end, they are young people, they don't know anything!" I have asked them to rest. β
Li Dan immediately nodded and said: "Yes, yes, what the queen mother said is that on such a festive day, these people are making a little trouble, so let's stop them." β
The Uighur envoy was overjoyed, and a eunuch hurriedly stepped down from his stage to deliver a message to the singer.
At this time, Yang Fan and Chu Madge staggered their horses, struck out a ball, and passed to the foot of the horse bridge, and then Yang Fan crashed into the side of a Uighur because he couldn't get the reins, knocking him and his horse to the ground, smashing up a cloud of dust, and the Huihu knight fell to the ground and was crushed under the horse, and the saddle of 60xs was smashed on his thigh, and he screamed in Uighur language: "My leg is broken!" ββ¦,
On the other side, Chu Yangge's new cue was scrapped again, and in an "accidental" collision with a Uighur player, the club broke in two, with the result that the poor Uighur player was also almost broken in two. Yang Fan and Chu Langge circled the horses, went around the field for half a circle, and when the two horses came back and staggered by, they each raised a palm and struck a "snap".
"The queen has a purpose, the game stops!"
The singer shouted, and Ma Qiao, who had just hit a ball, reined in and looked to the sidelines, where the ball grunted past the remaining three Uighurs, and the Uighur captain looked at the remaining two players with a look of desire to cry without tears. Judging by the red flags on the sidelines, they have at least four more flags than the White Horse Temple team, however, they only have three people left.
With such a miserable victory, how to proceed with the next game? In this year's bowing competition, they had made careful preparations, and they originally wanted to compete with the Tubo people who were the first in the year every year, and go back to the head of the leader, and increase the prestige of the Uighurs.
The Tibetan envoy Jiewei sat in the stands, wearing a big furry leather robe, raising a big furry face, and said to the left and right with a smile: "This year, Shangyuan bowed, it was really fun. Hehe, in my opinion, whether it is the Falcon or the White Horse Temple, they all missed the finals. As for the Tang Forbidden Army...... Don't mention it, this year's bow is in my pocket again. Hehehe......"
The deputy envoy of Tubo said playfully: "I wonder what treasures the Empress Dowager of the Tang Dynasty will take out as a gift to reward the winners this year?" β
Immediately, a messenger replied: "As far as I know, it is a gold-inlaid beast head agate cup treasured in the Tang Palace, which is said to be priceless!" β
Tubo Zheng made Jiewei Qu frown, and pretended to regret it: "Another cup?" The year before last, we got a gilded copper-inlaid white jade cup, Zampu liked it very much, and he must use this cup for daily drinking. Last year, we got a mandarin duck lotus petal ruby gold cup, Zampu felt a little redundant, and if we got another agate cup this year, wouldn't it be even more redundant. β
The deputy envoy said with a smile: "Then what's the matter? Let's get a wine cup of different materials a year, and make seven bottles in the coming day, which can be the treasure of my Tubo Town, and call it a Qibao Cup, so that future generations will know that our seven priceless treasure cups are won by us from the hands of the Tang people. β
"Haha......"
Several Tibetan envoys laughed wildly.
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