When the broken bone of the calf protruded like a right hand, Tara finally passed out this time.

Ding Yi stood up and smiled at Boyan Timur: "The warriors of the grassland are indeed strong. They have not given up defeat to this point." Then Ding Yi walked to his backpack, took out the water bag, and poured it on Tara's face.

On the ground, where the limbs were severed, the grassland warrior soon woke up screaming in pain.

Looking at Tara screaming on the ground, Ding Yi smiled and prepared to break one of his legs again.

"That's enough." Yingzong shouted, signaling Ding Yi, who was about to torture him again, to stop, because Yingzong knew very well that this seemed to be a way to relieve his anger, but after all, this was his territory, and he and he were prisoners. Doing this was already enough.

It's too much. If you continue to do this, it will cause public outrage. Those Wala people will swarm up. Can Ding Yi still be able to conjure three heads and six arms?

Yingzong whispered a few words to Boyan Timur. Boyan Timur, whose face was not pretty, forced a smile and nodded, and motioned for his guards to go up and bandage Tara to stop the bleeding.

Ding Yi did not stop him, he just cupped his fists at Boyan Timur and said: "According to the rules of our Central Plains people, the winner must take a commission. I wonder how many women, children, cattle and sheep he has? You take a commission?"

How about leaving at 30%?" Ding Yi said, shaking his head at Yingzong, who kept winking at him, "Don't worry, this guy seems to be a figure on the grassland, so he won't be dishonest."

Boyan Timur had calmed down now, nodded and said with a smile: "Whatever you win will be yours naturally. The men on the grassland are not as cunning as the people in the Central Plains. There is no need to give witnesses any whips."

The guard beside him, under the signal of Boyan Timur, said to Ding Yi: "Tala is a warrior in the tribe. He has five women, two cubs, thirty horses and more than a hundred cattle and sheep...

I just came with one kid, and the rest are in the tribe." Naturally, it is impossible to bring women, children, cattle and sheep out to fight.

Ding Yi said to the Wala soldiers: "Who has time? Help call his son over..."

"I want to duel with you!" At this time, someone among the Wala people suddenly shouted. The tall and thin man named Jida just now, the guy who peed on the battle flag, pointed his halberd at Ding Yi, with a murderous expression on his face.

I mean, the scar on his face was red because of anger, which was really scary.

Yingzong shook his head, it was over, what he was most worried about happened.

In fact, in Yingzong's opinion, Ding Yi should not have messed with Tara from the beginning.

Now it's good, it's nice to take down a Tara, but if they have 20,000 cavalry, they come to you for a duel one by one, it will tire you to death!

"Okay, you are the second one." Ding Yi said calmly to the Wala man called Jedda, "Two a day. If you are not convinced, you can come again tomorrow. Or you men on the grassland have no talent and feel that

No one can beat me. They are all taking turns and preparing to tire me out. So let’s go together and don’t bother. I can’t defeat so many of you by myself.”

Jida "spit" a mouthful of phlegm on the ground and said bitterly: "Bullshit on your mother! Men on the grassland will not do such despicable things! Brothers, no matter whether you win or lose today, you will let Ming Gou go!"

"The Walas people on the side responded one after another. For the prairie men who have not yet climbed to the position of politicians, most of them still admire heroes and the strong, and they are not necessarily all shameless.

"Your horses, your cubs, your women, in short, the property around you, as well as Tara's, please bring them to the side." Ding Yi seemed to be afraid that the matter was not big enough, "so as not to worry about it later."

Damn it, I don’t know where to get these things that I deserve.”

No one thinks that Jeddah will lose, and they are not people who talk on paper. These Walas can survive the battle. At least everyone knows how Tara lost, even though their research on human structure is not as good as Ding Yi.

, they didn’t know how to free themselves after being locked in a joint technique, but as long as they were not dragged into the ground by Ding Yi, they felt that there was no suspense in killing Ding Yi.

Yingzong's eyes tightened as he looked at it, but he began to think hard. After a while, he called Ding Yi over: "Admit defeat!"

No matter how good he is at deceiving, he has to take time. It is impossible that Boyan Timur will listen to him now, so Yingzong did not go to talk to Boyan Timur, but just directly persuaded Ding Yi: "Fan Zhong, you know, right?

?" Ding nodded, the leader of the guards of the Yingzong, the giant man who had just died in the battle.

"This man's posture is the same as that of Fan Zhong." Yingzong lowered his voice and said to Ding Yi, "Fan Zhong said that he learned his kung fu from the sage Killer Bahe from Mulaiyi in the Western Regions. It seems that this guy's posture is similar to Fan Zhong's.

The same thing... I saw Fan Zhong with my own eyes.

How can you beat Yi when you tear apart a tiger and a leopard with your bare hands? Give up and keep the mountains alive!" Although he has never practiced kung fu, as an emperor, his bodyguards are naturally among the best in the world, and he is also a master of deception.

, but the eyesight is there.

Ding Yi was stunned for a moment, Sha Ba He? Why does it sound similar to the name of the character in Ma Rongcheng's comics? What Xiong Ba is the same as Bu Jingyun? Is this the Ming Dynasty or the comic book world? Sha Ba He? It's better to call it Sha Ma

Special...but as he thought about it, Ding Yi suddenly felt something was wrong.

Kill Bahe, kill Bahe, isn't it Sabbah? He couldn't help but ask Yingzong: "Hassan Ben Sabbah?"

Yingzong said uncertainly: "I don't know, I just heard him say it's called Sha Ba He, murderer's kill, overlord's Ba, famous He. In short, give in, give up and give this guy the cattle and horses of Tara just now.

That’s it.”

Ding Yi shook his head and said: "I have something to ask you, Zhang Sanfeng, do you know? Is he an anti-Yuan hero?"

"Where did you hear that? It's true that he has always considered himself an old man from the Yuan Dynasty!" Yingzong frowned, feeling that Ding Yi had asked a rather retarded question.

Ding Yi breathed out, as long as Zhang Sanfeng is not an anti-Yuan hero, it will be fine, because this illustrates a problem, this is the real world, not the world in martial arts. As long as it is the real world, even if it is Ji Da and Fan Zhong

Same, they all learned Kung Fu from Sabah, the old man in the mountains in martial arts novels, Huo Shan. Ding Yi also dared to fight!

Jeddah gave Ding Yi no chance to get closer, and even gave up the wrestling method that the Mongolians were good at.

Moreover, Jida's body coordination is much better than Tara. He saw through several of Ding Yi's fake moves, but instead he was kicked to the side by the opponent and flew away. Moreover, Jida did not stand still and show off his power.

, or like the masters from the Central Plains, who have a good accent.

He pressed forward extremely quickly, and Ding Yi had to roll twice on the ground to avoid the opponent's stampede. When he got up in a hurry, Ding Yi saw several deep footprints on the ground where he had just fallen.

If he hadn't dodged in time, he might have broken several of his ribs.

Ding Yi could only walk around, using modern fighting footwork to control the distance. Although he was very careful, he was kicked by Jida at the beginning. Although Ding Yi did not bear it for the sake of face, he took advantage of the fall.

Although most of the force was removed, there was still a burning pain in his ribs, and Ding Yi felt that he was at least bruised.

Modern fighting is not without its advantages. Ding Yi hit Jida in the face at least four or five times, two of which were backhand straight punches and one elbow. Jida's ability to withstand blows is really good. Not only was the head and face attacked completely,

There was no impact, and Ding Yi was hit with multiple knees on his ribs and legs, and there was no sign of any sluggishness in his footwork or punches. On the contrary, every time he couldn't dodge his punches and had to forcefully catch them, Ding Yi was...

Very embarrassed.

At least that's what it seems on the surface.

Ding Yi tried it once just now. He was punched hard by Jida twice in the ribs. He circled Jida's neck at close range, put his arms around the back of Jida's neck, and prepared to press his head downward.

state, and then wrap it around the neck and fix it on the chest to force Jida's brain to suffocate due to insufficient oxygen supply. This is the guillotine twisting technique.

But Jida is really very talented in fighting. He has never been exposed to ground skills. He just saw the battle between Ding Yi and Tara. But when Ding Yi just did this, Jida's

The fist immediately gave up hitting Ding Yi's ribs, and instead blocked Ding Yi's hands from bottom to top, then hit Ding Yi's forehead with his forehead, and suddenly threw Ding Yi flying out.

This was the ninth time that Jedda beat Ding Yi so hard that he fell down. The Walas who were watching excitedly kicked and pushed Ding Yi up again.

All Ding Yi could do was to get up quickly, without even having time to wipe away the bloodshot eyes that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and dodge the opponent's attack. Only then did Ding Yi understand what Yingzong had just said, that Fan Zhong could tear a tiger apart.

Leopard, I'm afraid it's real.

But now there is no more way. The strength and speed are far inferior to the opponent, and the opponent's ability to resist is so strong. All Ding Yi can do is to use footwork to drag down and compete with Jida for endurance and strength.

, does not necessarily mean you have good endurance.

Jida knew Ding Yi's purpose very well. He knew that as long as he fought steadily, Ding Yi would be the one who fell.

But Jida soon became anxious because he felt very bad.

No matter who it is, it doesn't feel good to be hit by the tip of the elbow seven times.

Although his strength was very strong, Ding Yi couldn't bear it at all, but Ding Yi decided to fight for endurance with the opponent, hitting the opponent's fist with the tip of his elbow every time.

This is what Ding Yi can only do.

This made Jida start to get irritated, and his fists became heavier and heavier. He was eager to knock Ding Yi down, otherwise, if this continued, he felt that his fists might not be able to bear it.

Jida, who was in control of the situation, quickly seized an opportunity. When Ding Yi tried to kick him, he stepped forward to meet him. Although he estimated that it was a fierce sweeping kick, he punched Ding Yi.

He knew that Ding Yi would definitely fall down if he hit his ribs with one punch and one kick. But when Ding Yi once again raised his elbow to meet his fist, Jida hesitated.

After a while, the fist that collided with the tip of his elbow many times began to feel swollen and painful. If the impact continued like this, it is very likely that he would soon be unable to lift his arm. In fact, Ding Yi's strength was much weaker than him, otherwise it would only take one
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