Chapter 39: Elder Liang picks up Wanyan Rui with a stick; Lady Guo beats Nanuhan with a stick
Last time, when the martial arts competition was approaching noon, everyone was having lunch, and the Mongolian side only served roasted whole lamb and mare's milk wine. Guo Jing led the heroes to compete with the Mongolian martial arts warriors, and he was in high spirits and sang loudly, which aroused the resonance of the heroes. Yue Fei's song "The River is Red" temporarily eliminated everyone's hostility.
Ban Basi originally wanted to establish his authority in Xiangyang City, but Guo Jing became more and more popular and became more and more popular. He was even more impressive than himself. I couldn't help being shocked and angry, seeing wine stains all over the floor, ceramic shards scattered all over the floor, and only the skeletons of two roasted whole lambs left. Then he shouted sharply:
"Now that everyone is drunk and well-fed, it's time to show off."
The lively atmosphere that had just been set up was called out by Ban Basi, and everyone suddenly felt that they were completely uninterested and sat down one after another.
Bambasi stood up and said loudly:
"Just now, our leader, Yan Yanyan, won two games in a row and drew one. For this round, you can first select a ring guard and establish the rules of the competition."
Huang Rong looked around and couldn't help but hesitate. The two brothers Zhu Ziliu and Wu Santong were already old and should not be busy. The elders of the Beggar Clan seemed to be very young and had no confidence in winning. Guo Jing had to sit back and wait for the opponent's coach. Ban Ba Si took action. After thinking about it, it seems that it is better to go out and deal with the game first. With this in mind, I stood up. Just when Guo Jing and Guo Xiang were about to stop them, two people emerged from the Beggar Clan. It turned out to be Elder Liang and Elder Shen, the guardians of the Beggar Clan. They bowed and saluted:
"Don't worry, the old gang leader will do it himself. Let me wait for a while to be the Mongolian hero."
When Huang Rong saw someone volunteering, she felt relieved, sat back and whispered:
"The opponent is too strong. Two elders, please be careful. If you lose, get out as soon as possible and don't fight forcefully!"
The two elders bowed and said:
"I will obey the old gang leader's instructions!"
Elder Liang said to Elder Shen:
"I'll go on stage first, and when I can't hold on any longer, you'll take my place!"
Without waiting for Elder Shen to answer, he picked up a bamboo stick and jumped into the center of the ring. He said loudly:
"Liang heard that the Invincible Divine Fist was rampant in the Changbai Mountains. He rarely encountered an opponent. Countless heroes died under his hands. Wu Quan, the helmsman of the beggar sect, was killed by him. Today, Liang will talk about this A pair of divine fists!”
Wanyan Rui, the invincible divine fist, saw that Elder Liang was challenging him one-sidedly. Seeing that there was no way to escape, he bit the bullet and came to the center of the ring.
Elder Liang pointed his halberd and cursed:
"The Beggar Clan has nothing to do with you, so why did you hurt my leader Wu's life?"
Wanyanrui said coldly:
"There are always casualties in martial arts fights. It's because he's not as good as others. I can't blame him."
Elder Liang was furious and said:
"Then you have the ability to take Lao Jinghua's life?"
After saying that, he walked to the desk, picked up the pen, and signed the certificate of life and death with three strokes of "swish, swish, swish".
Wanyanrui sneered:
"You are seeking death on your own, you can't blame me."
He also walked over and signed a life and death certificate by counting three times, five times and two times.
When Elder Liang saw Wan Yanrui signing his name, he shouted loudly and said:
"Thieves, please die!"
Before he finished speaking, he swung his stick straight up and stabbed Wanyanrui's Tianling Cap.
Wan Yanrui is said to be invincible with his divine fists, and he has no mediocre skills. He stepped aside, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the bamboo stick, and used his left hand to cut off a small section of the bamboo stick, neatly, as if cut by a sharp blade. Generally broken. Elder Liang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He swung his bamboo stick and inserted it like a sharp arrow at the edge of the ring. He waved a pair of fleshy palms and fought with Wan Yanrui.
It turned out that Elder Liang's pair of iron palms had been soaked in for decades. The former gang leader Huang Rong taught him a dog-beating stick technique, which saved the life of the young gang leader Yeluhe. A bamboo stick never left his side. This time, before the dog-beating stick was used, Wanyan Rui cut it off, so he simply threw it away and used his special skill. Both of them were using a calm movement technique. Suddenly, two pairs of fleshy palms flew up and down. In an instant, both sides used eighty moves each.
Huang Rong saw Elder Liang walking calmly, his silver beard fluttering, and his imposing manner, while Wan Yanrui leaped and moved around swiftly, as if he wanted to wear Elder Liang to exhaustion before killing him. I had a slight feeling that something was not good, and I knew that as time went on, it would be bad for Elder Liang. I was hesitant and helpless, and I couldn't help but feel anxious. Looking up at Guo Jing, he saw a serious look on his face, and seemed to see the serious connection between them.
Guo Jing saw Huang Rong looking at him and knew that Elder Liang was in extremely dangerous situation. Suddenly he saw Wan Yanrui's boxing technique change and his movements were extremely slow, so he chanted to Huang Rong:
"The energy is overwhelming, the power is unparalleled, rushing left and right, pointing towards the middle palace!"
Although Guo Jing only spoke to Huang Rong, Elder Liang heard these words clearly. Elder Liang's palm technique changed and he used the "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon" technique called "The Dragon Regrets".
Elder Liang rescued Yeluhe in a critical situation. Huang Rong asked Guo Jing to teach him the three "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" as a reward. Elder Liang had just learned it and didn't know how to send and receive it naturally. He just heard the mental formula of "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon" recited by Guo Jing. Elder Liang heard the sound and took the shot. It was extremely powerful, and the skill of the "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon" was instantly brought into full play. Wanyanrui didn't expect that Elder Liang would suddenly use a powerful move. She was caught off guard and it was impossible to dodge, so she received the palm forcefully. Before Wanyanrui could react, Elder Liang's second move "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss" was taken. With a muffled groan, Wanyanrui's figure floated up and fell to the ring like a kite with its string broken. Then he struggled a few times and spurted out a few more mouthfuls of blood.
Elder Liang spat at Wanyanrui, then flew over, pulled out the bamboo stick, pointed the halberd at Wanyanrui and said:
"Get up quickly, don't pretend to be dead!"
Wan Yanrui had no fighting spirit at this time and could not stand up anymore. She could only lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. Elder Liang stretched out his bamboo stick, used the "stick" technique, and lifted it hard. Wanyanrui's fat body was picked up again and fell heavily in front of Ban Basi.
Elder Liang clasped his fists, said "acceptance", turned around and walked back to his seat. Two Mongolian soldiers walked to the ring, helped Wanyanrui up, and helped him down half-drag-half-pull.
Ban Basi was secretly frightened when he saw it, he laughed and said half-sarcastically:
"It's true that 'Those who are in authority are confused, but those who are watching are clear'. When Guo Daxia watched the battle, he still had the leisure to recite poems. I admire him!"
Guo Jing's face turned slightly red and he didn't answer a word. Just as Huang Rong was about to retort, she heard a tall man walking out of the opponent's camp.
The man spoke half-baked Chinese and yelled:
"This round will be set by us. If anyone defeats me, I, Nanuhan, will be convinced!"
When everyone took a look, they saw a man who was fat in the middle, pointed at both ends, and his whole body was like a top. I saw him walking steadily to the center of the ring, wearing a gold belt around his waist and wearing bare feet. As soon as Guo Jing saw it, he knew that this was the number one warrior in Mongolian wrestling. He couldn't help but stretched out his hands and tightened his belt.
Guo Jing's movements could not escape Huang Rong's eyes. Huang Rong was shocked and quickly winked at Guo Jing. Huang Rong knew that only Guo Jing in her side had lived in the desert since childhood and had practiced wrestling skills. The only one who could defeat Nanuhan was Guo Jing. But if Guo Jing comes out at this time, he won't have much chance of winning against Ban Basi.
Guo Xiang stood behind her and saw her mother's dilemma, so she stepped out and said:
"Uncles, please wait a moment and let Xiang'er go out to stretch her muscles."
When Huang Rong saw Guo Xiang voluntarily asking for help, she thought, okay, let this little girl go out and fight this match. Even if she loses, it will only be a draw. He said with concern:
"Use your own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses. Stop when you see good things, and don't cause trouble!"
Guo Xiang bowed and said:
"Xiang'er can take care of himself. Please don't worry, mother."
Huang Rong nodded and said softly:
"Just go and don't care too much about the outcome."
Guo Xiang agreed and walked slowly into the center of the ring. I saw Guo Xiang's fluttering clothes and towering cloud bun, looking forward to the brilliance and radiating beauty. Nanuhan suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball, his self-esteem was greatly insulted, and he shouted in a rough voice:
"Little girl, this is a competition, not a joke! Go back quickly and call your adults. I, Nanuhan, have never wrestled with a woman!"
Guo Xiang clicked his tongue and said:
"Although you have a golden belt around your waist, you are the best wrestling warrior in the Mongolian grassland. But when you come to our Central Plains region, you probably won't even be able to hold on to the corners of my clothes!"
Nanuhan didn't know what the plan was and said seriously:
"If I hold the corner of your clothes, then you belong to me."
Nanuhan is very naive and thinks that a boy holding a girl's clothes is a lover.
Guo Xiang smiled slightly and said:
"If you can catch me by the hem of my clothes within half an hour, how about I lose this round?"
Huang Rong couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the exchange between the two of them, and nodded secretly. He thought to himself, this little girl Xiang'er is really a ghost. Even three Nanuhans, not to mention one Nanuhan, might not be able to grab her by the hem of her clothes! It seems that there is no need to worry about the outcome of this round.
Nanuhan looked at the petite and pretty Guo Xiang, tilted his head and said:
"If I catch you, not only will you lose, but you will also have to follow me back to Mobei!"
When Banbasi heard that Nanuhan had fallen into the trap, he was very anxious and said:
"Let's have a good wrestling match. Why are you so hesitant? You don't look like a man!"
Nanuhan lost his temper and protested:
"I insist on catching her and making her convinced that she lost."
Guo Xiang's heart moved and she said with a sweet smile:
"It's a promise, no regrets!"
After saying that, he stepped aside. Nanuhan howled, opened his arms, and surrounded him like an iron hoop. Guo Xiang shrunk, slipped under Nanuhan's side, and stood behind Nanuhan.
Nanuhan clasped his hands, but seeing that he was not hugging Guo Xiang, he used his right foot as the axis, rotated his left foot 180 degrees, turned around, and stood opposite Guo Xiang. Guo Xiang was shocked. She thought Nanuhan was clumsy and would not turn around so quickly. In desperation, he stood up, jumped over Nanuhan's head, dodged his hands, and then flew behind him, stepping on ceramic shards on his feet. Suddenly he had an idea, picked up a piece of shard, and kicked it towards Nanuhan.
Nanuhan had just turned around and suddenly saw a white ceramic shard flying towards his forehead like a sharp arrow. Nanuhan couldn't avoid it, and hit Nanuhan hard on the forehead without any bias, causing blood to flow from his forehead immediately.
Guo Xiang saw that the move was effective and acted according to the law. The porcelain pieces on the ground were picked up one after another and turned into her weapons. They shot at Nanuhan like locusts.
Nanuhan was so brave that he waved his hands to protect his eyes, regardless of the blood stains on his face and hands. No matter where Guo Xiang was hiding, he always faced the flying porcelain pieces and grabbed Guo Xiang without hesitation.
Guo Xiang saw that Nanuhan's skin was thick and thick, and even if he hit the acupuncture point, he would only be slightly injured. As he dodged and moved, he came to Elder Liang's side, reached out with his right hand, and took Elder Liang's bamboo stick in his hand.
Nanu saw Guo Xiang pause slightly, and pounced on him with his arms like iron pincers. Guo Xiang took advantage of the situation and put the bamboo stick on Nanuhan's shoulder, and used the "Yin" formula of the dog-beating stick method with a slight pull. Nanuhan couldn't hold back his momentum, staggered, fell down and gnawed on the mud, and everyone burst into laughter.
It turns out that the dog-beating stick method requires four ounces to move a thousand pounds. Guo Xiang's bamboo stick was used skillfully and Nanuhan was hit.
Nanuhan secretly wondered, he had never seen such a wrestling technique before, so he got up and pounced towards where Guo Xiang was standing.
Guo Xiang saw the incoming attack and used the bamboo stick to hit Nanuhan's feet, using the "trip" technique of the dog-beating stick technique. Nanuhan became unsteady and rolled to the ground. Huang Rong saw this and said loudly:
"The Mongolian warrior fell twice, lost, lost."
Nanuhan struggled to get up, his face was red and his ears were red, his expression was embarrassed, and he muttered:
"This little girl knows sorcery, I didn't lose."
Although he spoke harshly, he knew that he had indeed lost to Guo Xiang, and he was too embarrassed to stay too long, so he staggered back to his seat with blood on his face. Zhu Ziliu said loudly:
"Why are you leaving and not taking Miss Guo Er back to Mobei?"
When Guo Xiang heard this, her pretty face turned red. She stood in the center of the ring, standing tall and handsome like a willow blown by the wind. How could she still have the slightest bit of the heroic spirit that overwhelmed the other heroes just now?
It's exactly this: using one's own strengths and skills to turn defeat into an opportunity to win. If you want to know how the competition in the ring ends, please read the breakdown next time.
