A 20-meter-long wooden pole stood in the field. A number of sharp knives were fixed on the wooden pole, showing a staircase shape, leading to the top of the wooden pole. The people below stepped on the sharp knives with bare feet and pointed towards the pole.
Climbing up is called Daoshan; descending into the sea of fire means walking through red-hot charcoal with bare feet, and your feet are unscathed.
This activity is extremely popular among many ethnic minorities, and only true warriors can do it. Usually, it takes thirty-six or seventy-two knives to climb the mountain of swords, depending on the situation; it takes at least ten days to walk barefoot on the sea of fire.
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If a person is very dissatisfied with another person, he will issue a challenge according to ancient customs. The content of the challenge is to go up a mountain of swords and into a sea of fire. The reference for winning or losing is very simple. First, it depends on who is injured, and second, it depends on the time.
After the winner is determined, the winner will be regarded as a hero, and the loser will surrender to the winner.
Yan Fenghuo's behavior deeply stimulated Xiang Yu, so much so that Xiang Yu directly issued this challenge.
"Isn't that too barbaric?" Yan Fenghuo said with wide eyes.
He didn't know anything about going up a mountain of knives and under a sea of fire. If he stepped on a sharp knife with his feet, he would definitely be injured. Not to mention going down a sea of fire. It would be okay to walk barefoot on red-hot charcoal.
It is estimated that a pair of feet also turned into charcoal.
Yan Fenghuo has always felt that such activities are magic and require props and skills.
"Are you insulting us?" Xiang Yu glared angrily.
"No," Yan Fenghuo, who was in the Miao village, quickly clarified himself, pointing to the gauze on his abdomen and said: "I'm still injured. Do you think it's better than something else? For example, how about we play rock, paper, scissors? No.
Ah? Where are the two little bees? They are the kind that sing while doing actions: Two little bees, fly to the flowers, fly left, fly right..."
Xiang Yu's face became worse and worse, and his breathing became heavier. He Jingyan Fenghuo was a man who said that he would go up mountains of swords and go down into seas of fire. Most people had no qualifications in front of him. But this oily guy actually
Rejection would hurt not only his face, but the face of the entire Laolong Village.
"Brother of the Yan family, compete with him." A crisp voice sounded, and the peacock jumped over with a bunch of grapes, wrinkled his nose at Yan Fenghuo and said: "I know you can definitely beat my brother, hehe, you are
The most powerful in the world!"
"Peacock!" Xiang Yu scolded his sister.
Ever since Yan Fenghuo came to the village to recover from his injuries, his sister seemed to have changed into a different person. Yan Fenghuo was longer than Yan Fenghuo, and she was always around Yan Fenghuo all day long, without the reserve of a girl.
"Why are you yelling at me?" Peacock pouted and said unconvincedly: "Didn't you just bully the Yan family's elder brother and get hurt? How about I compete with you?"
While talking, Peacock stood in front of Yan Fenghuo, confronting Xiang Yu's strong body with her graceful figure, as if she was protecting Yan Fenghuo.
Xiang Yu laughed angrily, pointed at Yan Fenghuo, who was smiling and shouted: "Injured? Isn't it just that the bullet scratched the flesh a little? He has been lying there for a week with just such an injury, is he still a man?"
The extent of Yan Fenghuo's injuries is not important. The bullet that hit his abdomen was just a flesh wound because the bullet hit him close to the flesh. If the bullet had hit straight in, he would have been dead long ago.
"Brother of the Yan family is the most manly man in the world!" Peacock refused to give in and shouted to his brother.
In her eyes, Yan Fenghuo is the most powerful man in the world.
Yan Fenghuo, who was lying on the bamboo chair, looked embarrassed and felt ashamed in his heart. He just boasted a little more in front of the little peacock, such as the thrills of training all over the world. But he didn't expect this little girl to be so simple and determined.
You are the most powerful yourself.
Hong Xiao next to him looked at the peacock blankly, with a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
"How can you be called a man if you don't even dare to go up to the mountain of swords and the sea of fire?" Xiang Yu pulled Peacock aside, glared at Yan Fenghuo and gritted his teeth: "Yan Fenghuo, I ask you again, how dare you go up to the mountain of swords and to the sea of fire?
?"
This was pressing harder and harder, and Yan Fenghuo's face was full of helplessness. Under normal circumstances, if a second-rate guy commits a second-rate crime, no one can stop him.
"Brother Xiang, he is still injured." Hong Xiao said to Xiang Yu in a pleading tone.
It's okay if she doesn't speak, it's okay if she doesn't speak for Yan Fenghuo, these words completely made Xiang Yu go berserk.
With a "pop" sound, Xiang Yu grabbed Yan Fenghuo's collar and punched him in the face without any warning.
Not only was he angry, but he was also jealous and sad. He couldn't stand Hong Xiao's concern for Yan Fenghuo.
After being hit, Yan Fenghuo's eyes flashed. While blocking Xiang Yu's fist with his hand, he hit the opponent's mouth and nose hard with his forehead.
There was a muffled sound, and Xiang Yu's nose was broken, and a stream of blood flowed down. Yan Fenghuo was not having a good time either. He had been stabbed with many wounds on his face by sawdust when he was in the casino. With a little force, the wounds burst open again, and blood burst out.
Face full of fluids.
"Brother, how could you do this!"
"Brother Yan!"
The two girls rushed towards Yan Fenghuo at the same time, with distressed and anxious expressions on their faces.
Xiang Yu, who allowed the blood to flow downwards, stood there in a daze without speaking, with a hint of disheartened loss in his eyes.
This look was caught by Yan Fenghuo. He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face and said to Xiang Yu: "Go up the mountain of knives and go down to the sea of fire, right? Okay, let's play up the mountain of knives and go down to the sea of fire. But we have to add a little bonus, you
What do you think?"
"It's up to you!" Xiang Yu muttered.
"Hehe," Yan Fenghuo chuckled, touched Hong Xiao's head and said, "Whoever loses promises the other person something, no matter what, how about it?"
"As long as it doesn't violate moral conscience, it's up to you." Xiang Yu raised his head and said loudly: "If it doesn't violate moral conscience, I would rather die than do it."
Wisdom accrues after every adversity, and Xiang Yu learned his lesson after what happened to Mo Laosan.
"Who do you think I, Yan Fenghuo, am?" Yan Fenghuo stood up on the chair and said proudly: "I am a soldier, do you think that I am too dirty?"
Yan Fenghuo stood up with his head held high and his chest held high. Although his face was stained with blood and almost disfigured, no one could deny the spirit of justice in his bones.
Xiang Yu took a deep look at Yan Fenghuo, waved his hand and said, "Mount the knife holder, seventy-two!"
Following the words, several Miao people took out the knife shaft, inserted knives on it, and quickly erected the knife mountain.
Seventy-two shining knives shone coldly in the sun. Xiang Yu tore a piece of cloth and cut it in half on the blade to verify that the knives were indeed real knives and extremely sharp.
"Please!" Xiang Yu waved to Yan Fenghuo and said.
"Wait a minute, there's another question." Yan Fenghuo came over and touched the knife and said, "We have to decide first, how to calculate winning and how to calculate losing?"
"Isn't that simple? Of course, the one who climbs to the top wins, and the one who doesn't climb to the top loses." Xiang Yu defined winning and losing.
"Oh, you mean you win as long as you climb to the top, no matter horizontally or vertically, right?"
"Of course, no matter what method you use, as long as you climb to the top, you will win." Xiang Yu raised his head to Yan Fenghuo and said confidently: "I won't take advantage of you, as long as you can climb to the top, you will win. After all,
I often go to Daoshan, but you may not have been there."
"Okay." Yan Fenghuo nodded.
"please!"
"Wait a minute." Yan Fenghuo shouted again.
Xiang Yu said impatiently: "What's wrong?"
"I need to confirm, does it matter if you climb up to the top horizontally or vertically, you will win?" Yan Fenghuo said with a serious look on his face.
"That's right, you win regardless of whether you climb up horizontally or vertically."
"Haha, that's good." Yan Fenghuo covered his face and said with a smile, "Should I come first?"
"That's right." There was a hint of mockery in Xiang Yu's eyes.
Climbing up Daoshan is a skill. Although Yan Fenghuo is very powerful, he will never be able to climb up Daoshan. He is 100% sure of this.
"Be careful." Hong Xiao looked at Yan Fenghuo worriedly.
Peacock's little face flushed with excitement and he shouted loudly: "Brother of the Yan family, you are the best! Come on!"
Yan Fenghuo turned around, endured the pain on his face and burst out with a bright smile, then turned around sharply, raised his legs, and pulled hard towards the bottom of the knife shaft.
With a "click" sound, the wood that could not withstand the force of the kick broke, and the twenty-meter-long knife shaft crashed down to the ground.
"Crash..."
Dust was flying, the knife shaft changed from vertical to horizontal, the blades were all facing forward, and the blade was facing upward.
Yan Fenghuo danced sideways, jumped from the blade to the top of the blade, turned around and stretched out a scissor hand.
"This is not how you go up Daoshan!" An angry Xiang Yu accused Yan Fenghuo.
Yan Fenghuo walked over leisurely, picked up a grape and threw it into his mouth, saying: "We have agreed from the beginning, no matter whether we go up horizontally or vertically, as long as we can reach the top of the road, we will win, right?"
"But I'm talking about the human body, not the knife shaft."
"But I'm talking about the knife shaft."
"you……"
Xiang Yu was so angry that he couldn't speak. He had seen shameless people, but never such a shameless one.
"Brother of the Yan family has won!" The peacock jumped up and down excitedly and said happily to his brother: "Brother of the Yan family has outsmarted him, and outsmarting is much better than using brute force."
Hong Xiao obviously breathed a sigh of relief, but tightly held Yan Fenghuo's arm with his right hand to release the tension just now.
As Yan Fenghuo ate the grapes, his mouth felt bitter, without the sweetness of the grapes at all. He was not a dull person like Xiang Yu, and the way the two girls treated him spoke volumes.
"Down into the sea of fire!!!" Xiang Yu shouted almost in a roaring voice.
"Let's talk about the rules of winning and losing first," Yan Fenghuo said.
"There are no rules!" Xiang Yu interrupted Yan Fenghuo rudely, gritted his teeth and said with wide eyes: "With bare feet, you must first touch the charcoal with your feet, otherwise you lose."
"Xiang Yu, how hot is that?" Yan Fenghuo looked bitter.
"Since you have accepted the idea of going up mountains of swords and going down seas of fire, you have to carry on, otherwise don't blame me, Xiang Yu, for falling out." Xiang Yu growled extremely arrogantly.
"Okay, you have to use your bare feet to touch the red-hot charcoal, right?" Yan Fenghuo repeated again.
"Yes, we must touch. If we can't touch, we lose."
"No problem, let's do it this way. Does it mean I win if I pass?"
"Not bad." Xiang Yu nodded heavily.
Faced with such a slippery man, he had to strictly enforce the rules: his feet must be bare and he must step on charcoal.