Said to fall, the two of them were very simple, directly crossed their hands, and there was no temptation, they rushed towards each other, no one made concessions, real men just want to be tough and tough!

The two of them put their hands against each other, crossed their fingers together, and pressed each other, both squeezing and pressing!

At the same time, the ten fingers are brought together in the middle, as if turning into a torture instrument with ten fingers connected to the heart, attacking the opponent's fingers.

If it were an ordinary person, if they were to hold down their fingers like this for any of the two of them, they would be afraid that their fingers would be broken on the spot.

But both of them smiled evilly, and they did not flinch.

The Mongolian generals on the side were all familiar with Battle's strange power, and they all raised their hands to applaud.

"This southerner dares to compare his strength with Battle, it is simply in Battle's arms!"

"Hey, looking at his size, he is not weak, but it is impossible to compare to Battle, who is born with divine power, and if he wrestles head-on, I am afraid that he will lose very badly."

During the discussion, the two Tibetan monks, Qi Zhicheng, Zhang Daochang, Evil Toutuo, and the noble son of the Semu people who Fan Zhuoyuan had noticed before, also looked at the venue very attentively.

They all had their own judgments in their hearts, and among the two Tibetan monks, Aniro, who practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, said in a low voice: "This Nanren will not be Battle's opponent in terms of strength, he doesn't know that Battle is both internal and external, not only pure brute force, even me, I have to use the power of the five dragons and five elephants to suppress it." ”

The voice was heard by Zhang Daochang beside Qi Zhicheng behind him, he smiled slightly, but said: "It's comparable to wrestling, not just wrestling." Mongolian wrestling is also very skillful. ”

Aniro smiled hesitantly: "Not bad! Naadam is not without a small and broad wrestler, but he has to use skill to restrain the opponent from the beginning, but this person directly fights with the opponent with brute force, and there is no chance to use wrestling techniques. ”

Zhang Daochang looked thoughtfully at the field, and Seropa also said: "I have seen this General Fan's horizontal kung fu, and his whole body is indeed like a fine steel bone, but unfortunately the competition here is wrestling, and if he lands above the knee, he will lose, and General Fan's strength will not be allowed to be played." ”

The evil head Tuo Quack laughed and said, "What kind of bullshit and steel bones, I can't see the wine bag and rice bag, but I can drink and eat!" ”

Obviously, as long as everyone in the audience knows Battle's strength, they are basically not very optimistic about Fan Zhuoyuan.

Fan Zhuoyuan in the wrestling did not exert the limit, and purely relied on the original physical strength to wrestle, but he didn't expect to be unable to push the other party.

From the power that poured out of the opponent's arm, Fan Zhuoyuan felt that the Mongolian in front of him did not seem to be a puppet who only knew how to use brute force.

He has cultivated the internal strength of Middle Earth, and the internal strength cultivation is not bad, that momentum is more intense than the other, like a mountain and a sea, if it is an ordinary person, it is not an exaggeration to be pushed out of the ten zhang by such a violent force.

Fan Zhuoyuan couldn't help but praise: "Your Excellency's internal and external strength is quite remarkable, but it's a pity that it is not as good as a certain family to focus on the outside!" ”

Battle's eyes widened, he had been taught the internal skills of the Quanzhen Sect by the other party because he had saved the life of a Quanzhen Sect Taoist who was preaching on the grassland.

However, Battle himself has quite a backbone, and after a long period of internal and external cultivation, he has actually cultivated a body of Xuangong for him, and he has never met an opponent in the competition.

Unexpectedly, at this time, he couldn't take down the southerner general in front of him who seemed to have only muscle brute strength, which made him shocked.

Fan Zhuoyuan said again: "Your true qi has already been triggered, can you still stop it next?" ”

As he spoke, he took a step forward under his feet, but Battle was pushed to slide a step back, Fan Zhuoyuan went in again, and he retreated.

At this time, even people who don't know martial arts can see that Battle is already at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

Those who were familiar with Battle showed a look of horror, he was completely suppressed by his opponent in terms of strength!

Aniro smiled bitterly: "It's me who underestimated this Nanren general, I didn't expect that there are people with such divine power in this world, I'm afraid that the overlord will be like this in the next life." ”

Seroba said, "I can make sure that this general will not have any internal skills!" ”

Zhang Daochang and Qi Zhicheng glanced at each other, both full of surprise.

Evil Toutuo sneered, "I have some strength. ”

The shock in Battle's heart was far greater than that of others, and he kept trying to stabilize the retreat with the method of falling jacks, but the opponent's power was steady and continuous and unstoppable, and the slow and heavy push made it difficult for him to maintain the status quo.

After struggling in his mind for a moment, Battle finally gave up his plan to continue wrestling with Fan Zhuoyuan, suddenly let go of his right hand, and quickly penetrated into the armpit of Fan Zhuoyuan's right arm, and his arms wrapped around and tightly clasped his entire right arm.

Then he violently borrowed the power of Fan Zhuoyuan's forward push, quickly pulled in front of him, and at the same time bowed his waist to his hips, using waist force and inertia, and threw it out with his back throwing technique!

This hand-clamped arm back wrestling action was clean and neat, and the force of the momentum was extremely in place, almost only in between breaths, and ordinary martial artists did not have time to react at all.

Everyone exclaimed, and Fan Zhuoyuan was thrown over, but when he was in mid-air, he clamped the back of Battle's neck with his left arm, stabilized his upper body with his strength, landed only with his legs, and pressed down on his neck with his left arm.

At this time, after being thrown to the ground, the upper body pressed on Battle's body and did not fall.

Seeing that he couldn't fall down the other party, Bart took advantage of Fan Zhuoyuan's time to turn around to face him, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to buckle Fan Zhuoyuan's waist from behind, and supported one leg into the middle line of Fan Zhuoyuan's legs, ready to perform a bridge hug waist fall to the rear!

When wrestling, it is extremely dangerous to be taken to the back position by the opponent!

But Fan Zhuoyuan fought in the UFC in his previous life, and he has a lot of experience in anti-falling.

He seemed to have fallen into an absolute inferiority, and at this moment, he immediately reached out to clamp Battle's head, and at the same time hooked the other party's leg that penetrated his midline.

Battle threw his waist with all his might, his face flushed, but finally the force was applied to his hooked leg, and he couldn't do it for a while.

Fan Zhuoyuan took the opportunity to borrow the strength of the other party's waist to pull out of the ground, hooked Battle's legs and jumped forward at the same time!

Instead, he used Battle's force to lift his legs, destroying his center of gravity, and gently and skillfully squeezed the arm that was holding Battle's neck backwards!

Battle, who had been dominant, threw up in a dizzy foot, and the man fell backwards and slammed to the floor.

Fan Zhuoyuan looked back at the other party, the wrestling technique used by Fang Cai is the twist in traditional Chinese wrestling, and the response is to be hugged by the opponent from behind.

Battle didn't fall hard and got up quickly, but according to the rules of Mongolian wrestling, landing above the knee is considered a loss, and he has completely lost at this time!

He looked at Fan Zhuoyuan with big eyes in a huff, and finally snorted coldly and threw his hand back to his seat.

This time, everyone has clearly understood that Bart not only lost to the opponent in wrestling, but also inferior to the opponent in wrestling skills, which can be regarded as a defeat, and he can't be convinced.

Kublai Khan took the lead in applauding and said with a smile: "General Fan is really better, and he deserves to be the first general of the southerners!" Are you interested in going to Shangdu and Lin to participate in Naadam next year? ”

This sentence made many Northland generals hostile, and they looked at Fan Zhuoyuan coldly, and the applause that they were originally ready to do was all suppressed at this time.

At this time, Aniro, who had learned the dragon elephant prajna skill, stood up, bowed down and said: "The poor monk sees that the general is incomparably powerful, and he wants to come to compete with the general, is the general interested?" ”