Chapter 33: The Technique of Force

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Perimeter of the Colosseum......

Yue Fan's waist was straight, his hand was holding a war knife, his chest was straight, his eyes were not squinting, and he believed that no soldier could stand more straight than him.

"I am a soldier and have my own responsibilities. ”

Hearing this, Dorgon felt a lot. A person who is dedicated to his duties, no matter where he is, will be respected by others, even if the other person is an enemy.

Yue Fan had a tough attitude, he didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and even ignored it.

Knowing that things could not be forced, Dolgon suppressed the anger of his people and went to Di Qiuran, for it was easier for him to find officers than soldiers.

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"Brother Huang, today is the day of great joy for my clan, why don't you invite General Di's soldiers to help with the fun?" Dolgon gestured to Huang Taiji.

For the warriors of the Tatar tribe, Huang Taiji is still very confident, so he echoed and said: "The words of the emperor's brother are just and lonely, the friendship between the two states, and the friendship with martial arts." I also want to see the outstanding skills of the Ming soldiers, so that the people of my clan can open their eyes! Only by learning from each other's strengths can we make greater progress. Of course, if your Ming soldiers win the first place in this competition, I will not be stingy with rewards. ”

Huang Taiji said very generously and behaved very generously, but he never thought that his side would lose. In his mind, the wrestling technique is no better than the rivers and lakes, and he can only fight with strength, not internal force. In contrast, Yue Fan's body is "thin" and not tall, how can he be the opponent of his own warriors.

Di Qiuran secretly complained, but his face was indifferent. The invitation of Huang Taiji and Dolgon made him feel torn. Although he and Yue Fan are nominally in the relationship between the commander and his subordinates, in fact Yue Fan is not his subordinate, how can he order Yue Fan to do something.

In the blink of an eye, Di Qiuran couldn't help but look at Yue Fan outside the field.

"Alas~~ The dignity of a nation cannot be lost!" Thinking of the honor and disgrace of the nation, Di Qiuran had no choice but to walk cheekily towards Yue Fan.

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"Okay?"

Di Qiuran patted Yue Fan on the shoulder, and only said two words lightly, but they contained two meanings. With Yue Fan's wisdom, how could he not understand the meaning of the general's plea, and outsiders thought that Di Qiuran was asking his subordinates if they could win.

Yue Fan looked around, nodded expressionlessly, and followed Di Qiuran towards the gladiatorial arena.

At this moment, Yue Fan suddenly felt an indescribable excitement in his heart! If he had to ask why he agreed? He only had five words in his heart -- "the responsibility of the nation."

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Watching the two of them stride away, everyone's eyes were full of banter, and they exchanged heads and ears, as if they had expected Yue Fan's cruel ending. Broken hands and feet, waist bones out of the body......

"Let's see, these Han dogs are just beyond their strength, and they dare to challenge the warriors of our clan. ”

"Hmph, look at his bones, he will be out of breath after three or two clicks. ”

"What three or two, I can't stand it when I see him. ”

"Let's go, let's take a look. ”

"That's right, call all the brothers in the clan, and see how those dogs make a fool of themselves. ”

"Haha-"

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Yue Fan walked into the gladiatorial arena, and what caught his eye was several naked men, they were covered in flesh, and their arms were thicker than ordinary people's legs and feet. I believe that the overall power is also extraordinary.

Just now, Yue Fan also secretly observed the rate for a while, and he had a slight understanding in his heart.

Wrestling Rule 1: During the match, both sides must not use the slightest internal force. There are many people here who are innate masters, and if someone uses internal force, they are confident that they can recognize it at a glance.

Rule 2: During the game, both sides cannot use sharp weapons or anything like that as a means of attack.

Rule 3: In the gladiatorial arena, life and death are fateful, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere. In the previous competitions, there was no such rule, but this time, because of Yue Fan's joining, Huang Taiji and others deliberately added this. Obviously, they wanted to exert power on Di Qiuran by defeating Yue Fan.

In this regard, Di Qiuran was not worried, but laughed secretly. Just kidding, the name of the "fierce god" is called in vain, and you should snicker if he doesn't beat your warriors to the bridle.

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After listening to Dorgon's brief introduction, Yue Fan inserted the "Hundred Tribulation Battle Knife" on his waist into the grass, and then walked directly to the field.

"Boom-"

When the people around saw Yue Fan playing like this, they all burst into laughter, and the mockery on their faces became even stronger, just like looking at a dirt bun in the countryside.

Yue Fan participated in the wrestling competition for the first time, and he didn't know that under normal circumstances, the more he wore on his body, the worse he would be thrown, so the wrestlers were all shirtless and shirtless, and they didn't give the enemy any strength.

Yue Fan didn't pay attention to other people's ridicule, even if he knew that it would be difficult to take off his clothes? In Han customs, clothing is courtesy, and nakedness is shame, even if Yue Fan doesn't care about this, this deep-rooted thinking has also become his habit.

This wrestling tournament has entered the final moment, and because Yue Fan has the special permission of Huang Taiji, he is allowed to participate in the final directly without needing to advance.

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Standing opposite Yue Fan was a one-eyed man, eight feet tall, two heads taller than Yue Fan, and a huge body, it was not difficult to imagine the power of his destruction.

Seeing that the opponent was a "short and thin" boy, the one-eyed man despised and said: "Hey, Han boy, Lao Tzu's name is Kemeng, and you will remember this name for a lifetime, hehe." ”

Common had a meaty face and a very vicious expression. Yue Fan didn't talk nonsense, his hands were exposed, he drew a circle at random, and posed out the starting style in "Grabbing Eighteen Dozen" - "Fixing the Word".

Take the fight as the force, take the force as the foundation, the life of the body, borrow the point of the ground, and run the world......

Cumon may seem rude, but he is actually very vigilant, otherwise he would not have stood out in the wrestling tournament. However, he still looked down on the other party! He sneered lightly, spread his hands and threw himself at Yue Fan.

"Smack!"

Ke Meng didn't expect to catch Yue Fan's wrist so easily, and even the surrounding clansmen were surprised.

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly to watch Yue Fan being ravaged.

"Huh!"

Everyone was surprised! They thought that Yue Fan was in a catastrophe, but the scene they imagined did not happen.

I saw that after Ke Meng grabbed Yue Fan's wrist, no matter how hard he pulled, the other party still didn't move at all, and the same was true for his foot sweeping the plate...... Like a thousand-year-old tree, its feet are rooted in the grassland, becoming one with heaven and earth. How can a person shake the power of nature?

At the table, Huang Taiji and Dolgon looked at each other, and their expressions couldn't help but be moved. In terms of wrestling skills and strength alone, this Ke Meng is the strongest warrior in this wrestling, much stronger than the general Dahu just now. If Da Hu stumbled because of anger, then the strength shown by Yue Fan at this moment is impressive.

"Come on! Fall him...... Hit!"

"Komon-Komon-"

"Komon—"

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The surrounding clansmen cheered for their warriors, and the other warriors on the side were even more anxious and almost rushed into the gladiatorial arena.

"Drink!"

Ke Meng's forehead was exposed, and he once again hugged Yue Fan's waist. The feeling he felt at this time was like holding on to a huge rock, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move half a minute.

Yue Fan's heart moved, and he carefully observed the other party's strength...... Or grab or throw, or drag or press, or fall or bump, do everything!

The technique of wrestling is relatively simple, mainly focusing on the favorable combination of force and skill. Yue Fan also agrees with this point, and compares it with his own "Breaking Strike".

"Breaking the Blow" is from the eighteen basic techniques of "Eighteen Dozen Grabs", many and scattered, broad but not refined. And the wrestling technique does have some very ingenious things that are eye-opening.

This trip can be said to have benefited Yue Fan a lot, and his understanding of strength and skill has been raised to a new level.

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