This big man was drinking and thinking wildly, but he had no rules. In the end, he just said that no matter whether the person died or not, there would always be a fight in the arena. If he defeated a hero, he would go home to farm. If he returned home and the government was still arresting him, he would leave the grass and go up the mountain.
He suppressed the anxiety in his chest and gradually became drunk from the wine. He staggered past the bed and lay down straight without taking off his clothes, snoring loudly for a while.
In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and there are still two days left before the end of the ring. Early in the morning, Zhao Yan ordered a few of his men to go to the ring today. Lu Junyi has been too powerful in the past few days, and he has already beaten the leader of the No. 1 ring. Death, depending on what he meant, he seemed to be still hesitating whether to kill Yilei again.
Now Zhao Tong had to send people to secretly protect several people who were fighting in a row. Naturally, the people sent to protect him may not be as good as the other party in terms of martial arts, but they were guarding against the insidious and poisonous moves of the Liao people. This has been happening for more than ten years. It happened before, when the Liao people set up a sumo wrestling ring and killed a first-rate naiko.
The audience is still crowded at this moment, and even several well-known Guanpou shops in Zhouqiao have set up temporary stalls here to gamble and win, which is very lively.
The people around Zhao Tong who are preparing to appear include Huang Gu, Jian Suyi, Yang Zhi, Shi Jin, Yue Fei, and Ouyang Bei's cousin Ouyang Tuo.
Zhao Tong specially observed Ouyang Tuo, but saw that he was in his forties, wearing linen clothes, thin and unattractive, but his expression was very serious.
Zhao Tong saw that there was nothing special about his figure and posture. He should be considered second-rate as Ouyang Bei said, but he was good at using poison, but this method was second-rate.
This is just like the concealed weapon master who was challenged in the previous competition. Although his martial arts skills are not top-notch, as soon as he comes on stage, he will shoot like a rain of flowers. Who can stand it? It's just that this person never appeared again, even if Zhao Tong sent people to look for him, he couldn't find him.
At this time, Ouyang Tuo was talking to Ouyang Bei in the audience, but he was holding a little boy in his hand. The little boy was dressed in white brocade clothes and looked like a young man from a noble family. After Ouyang Tuo said a few words, he put this boy in his hand. The child was handed over to Ouyang Bei, ready to watch the opportunity to fight.
When Zhao Tong saw this, he waved to Ouyang Bei. Ouyang Bei took the little boy to the back row and greeted him: "Your Majesty, this is my cousin's second son, his name is Ouyang Mang... Erlang, why don't you salute your Majesty quickly."
The child bowed politely, and Zhao Tong said, "How many children does your cousin have?"
Ouyang Beidao: "I only have two sons. The eldest son is fifteen or sixteen years old, and the second son is ten years old this year."
Zhao Tong shook his head and said, "You should also work hard."
Ouyang said: "I will obey the orders and live up to the prince's high expectations."
Zhao Tong smiled and scolded: "Get out of here, your own affairs have nothing to do with me!"
As the drums rang under the flower canopy, everyone started to compete. Huang Gu, Jian Suyi, Yang Zhi, Shi Jin, and Yue Fei were seen participating in the competition together. Ouyang Tuo was watching, waiting for that difficult opponent to appear again. Come on stage and kill with poison.
In addition to the five people, one of the other four arenas was occupied by the young man Xiao Changkong. Lu Junyi couldn't help but get on another one, and the other two were occupied by two big men.
Zhao Yu had never seen these two big men before. One was majestic and handsome, and he stood on the stage with a heroic look. However, his clothes were a bit simple. He only wore a blue cloth with a collar and washed it white, and an earth-colored stripe around his waist. He wears a belt, cloth trousers wrapped around his legs, a pair of brown shoes, and holds a whistle stick.
The other one is a fierce man like Ruda, with a tall build, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and curly beard. He is dressed somewhat grandly, wearing a hard-shell leather hat, protective leather armor, and hard leather silk waistband. He was wearing thin-soled leather boots, and the most astonishing thing was that this big man actually held two blooming eight-collar hammers.
This hammer was not as big as a fist like the Star-Breaking Hammer Iron Bone Duo, but as big as a watermelon. The big man stood on the stage holding two hammers and smiled ferociously at the Liao people, who turned pale in the face.
The battle started in the arena. Zhao Tong looked at the list in front of him and suddenly his expression changed slightly. The list was clearly written. The big man holding the whistle stick was named Wu Mingsong, and the other one was named Qi Tianci.
"Wu Song..." Zhao Tong murmured to himself. Wu Erlang was indeed a hero and a good man, but his temper was a bit... Zhao Tong frowned slightly and fell into thought.
"I saw another man wielding a stick, and I didn't know if it was a real stick or a fake one." Mi Zhenting came to watch the competition every day, almost every one of them. At this moment, his two white eyebrows trembled slightly, and all his interest was in Wu Song.
The Liao man opposite Wu Song was also tall and tall, about the same height as him. He held an iron claw in his hand. This was another unique weapon. It could also lock and grab the opponent's weapon, and it could smash and smash. It was far more powerful than Wu Song. The Star Breaker is much easier to use.
The two of them looked at each other and then reached a point of fighting. A few rounds passed in the blink of an eye, but Mi Zhenting's eyelids jumped when he saw Mi Zhenting in the flower canopy: "Is this how a stick is used? Is this still a stick? This man doesn't know how to use it at all. I know how to use a stick!”
"Big Daddy, could it be that this is also a gun wielder, using a stick to confuse the opponent?" Xiao Fangzi said flatteringly from behind.
"What a damn gun. I don't think this guy is very good at using guns. What he really uses is a different kind of weapon. Right now, he just relies on his strength and a burst of blood!" Mi Zhenting said angrily.
Wu Song was also complaining secretly on the stage at this moment. He was not good at guns and sticks, but the knife he was most handy with was a knife. However, he had escaped all the way and had a lot of money on his body, so he had no money to buy a knife.
At this moment, a "click" sound suddenly came from the stage. It was the whistle stick in Wu Song's hand hitting the iron claw on the opposite side. If he had used another weapon at this moment, even if the iron claw was strong, he might be able to hit it. It flew away, but it was a pity that the whistle stick was so powerful that it broke off at once.
The Liao man on the opposite side was overjoyed when he saw this. He was about to make a move, but Wu Song didn't retreat but advanced instead. He unexpectedly used a hungry tiger attack and hugged him directly. Then the two of them fell to the ground with a "bang".
The Liao people never expected that there would be such a ferocious man. Now he was about to regain his senses, but Wu Song pushed his knee into his stomach. He immediately shouted "Ouch", but Wu Song turned over and knocked this Liao man away. The person was pinned down, and then he was punched hard one after another. In a short time, the Liao man was already dead.
Mi Zhenting was shaking with anger on the stage and said: "It's okay to pretend to be using a stick when using a spear, because some tricks always lead to the same goal by different paths, so what's the point of pretending to be using a stick with fists and kicks? It's really not the way of the world to use a stick as a cover up." Ah, the world is not ancient, one generation is really worse than the other!"
After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked away with his stick. Behind him, Xiao Fangzi said, "Big Daddy, don't you want to watch?"
Mi Zhenting said angrily: "You're still looking at shit. If you continue to watch, you'll be pissed to death. Go back to the palace, go back to the palace!"
Over there on the stage, Wu Song was in a daze for a moment after he killed the Liao man, but in his heart he wanted to beat him again, but he was embarrassed and had no weapons, so he had no choice but to sigh and jump off the ring and walk away.
Zhao Tong had seen this scene and turned around and said to Su Shi: "Send someone to follow this big man to see where he lives."
Su Shi took the order, and suddenly there was an exclamation from the front. Zhao Tong raised his eyes and saw that it was the hand that caused the double-hammer man to change the arena.
