Song Yang began to rummage through his medicine bag, and the guard of King Sha frowned from the side. Regardless of whether Song Yang could understand or not, he directly asked in barbaric words: "I drank alcohol, I ate meat, why am I fine? Wang
Poisoned?" Just listening to his tone, it seemed that he was very unhappy that he was not poisoned. No ads in the entire text.
King Baiyin himself was also very concerned about this issue. After interpreting it smoothly, Song Yang responded: "This kind of poison does not need to be taken in the mouth. It is not put in food and drinks."
With that said, Song Yang took a step back and said to King Baiyin: "Get ready, I'm going to punch you. As promised in advance, you can only resist or dodge, but you can't fight back." As he finished speaking, there was a sound of wind blowing.
, Song Yang raised his hand and hit him straight in the chest.
King Baiyin raised his hand and made a Sealing Technique to block the opponent's fist. The punch Song Yang handed over was not too strong. With King Baiyin's ability, he was able to block it steadily, but he never expected that
, when he caught the fist, the two sides started to fight. The scene in front of him shook slightly for no reason, and he felt dizzy for no reason. The parry was broken by Song Yang, and the fist went straight into the middle palace and continued to hit his lower abdomen.
The dizziness only lasted for a moment, and King Baiyin recovered before his fist touched him. He had excellent martial arts skills, so he could adapt quickly. As soon as he saw that he was not blocked, he immediately used one foot to avoid it, and was about to turn sideways to avoid it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he exerted force, another thought appeared in his head.
He was dizzy, his movements were slow for a long time, and his dodge was not fully effective. He barely dodged his lower abdomen, but was still hit by Song Yang on the side of his waist.
As soon as the punch hit his body, Song Yang immediately withdrew his strength. Of course, he couldn't hurt his friend.
King Baiyin stood there, his eyes widened: "How could this happen? Isn't this a ghost?"
Song Yang also put away his posture and continued to pick up the previous topic: "The poison of Lord Sand was put in your ears. In addition to listening to the wind and distinguishing sounds, your ears are also used to control balance, which can also be regarded as martial arts practice.
The foundation of a person, a little bit of poison can destroy your foundation, and make you dizzy when you exert your strength in a fight. How can you win?"
"What's particularly interesting is that this 'ear poison' only slightly affects the balance, but does no damage to the internal strength. You are also a master after all. Before the battle, you can only gather your mind, concentrate your mind, and use the mysterious power to silently move the Great Zhoutian.
He doesn't prepare by waving his arms and kicking like ordinary martial artists.
You won't notice anything is wrong until you get on stage to do it; in a similar way, when you get on the stage, your punches and kicks will still be powerful, but your accuracy will be off, and the people watching below will naturally not think you are wrong.
If you are poisoned, you will only suffer the consequences of being dumb."
After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, then Song Yang shook his head and said with a smile: "This is so poisonous. I couldn't find all the ingredients to match it before."
What Song Yang said was clear and logical. How could King Baiyin not believe it? He stopped asking nonsense and said directly: "Detoxify!"
Song Yang took out a long needle from his bag and laid King Baiyin down on his back. Now he applied the needle around his left ear. After working for a long time, Song Yang let out a sigh of relief. King Baiyin hurriedly asked: "Has the poison been cured?"
"No, there is no poison in this ear, it's the left ear." Song Yang could only confirm that he was poisoned by the ear canal, but he couldn't directly figure out which ear it was. Fortunately, one person only has two ears.
If you find something wrong with this one, just move on to the next one...
Song Yang ran to the left side of King Baiyin again and moved the needle like the wind through the ears. He was able to use his thoughts while working and said with a smile: "I am also confused. You Sha people have the etiquette of hugging to the left. That is Sha Sha."
This is a good opportunity for me to poison you. I should have directly touched your left ear just now."
The silver needle rises and falls. To an outsider, Song Yang's movements are nothing unusual. They are just pricking. However, as his long needle pricks lightly, it is almost imperceptible to others, and Baiyin King's ear canal is also lightly vibrating.
, squirming, it didn't take long for the effect to be achieved, and a colorful drop of water the size of a soybean was driven out by the vibration of the ear canal, and slowly flowed out.
Song Yang didn't give up, and continued to do it. He drove out a total of four drops of this gorgeous 'dew' before he stopped. He also took materials from the medicine bag and helped King Sha prepare a magical elixir to clear away the remaining poison, and then stopped.
He nodded and said: "It's done."
King Baiyin stood up, jumped a few times, and then punched and kicked with all his strength. Sure enough, the dizziness was gone, and his whole body felt relaxed. He couldn't help but take a better look at Song Yang, and said with a slightly surprised smile: "I didn't expect that you also know how to poison.
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Song Yang smiled: "You are lucky, some people are unlucky. No ads in the entire text."
Just when the Sand Lord was preparing to send out an expedition and lead his people back to the old land, King Baiyin was extremely unlucky; but he just happened to catch up with Song Yang to recover his memory, which could detoxify him, and his luck was really good... or rather, he just happened to be able to recover his memory.
After Song Yang really regained consciousness, he was forced to abandon his home, but escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's mouth again. King Baiyin and the Baiyin tribe began to change.
Then Song Yang asked carefully about the meeting between King Baiyin and Lord Sha. After clarifying all the details, King Baiyin started another topic: "You help me detoxify, and if you give me a chance of winning, give me Baiyin."
The whole clan is free, no longer needing the water of heaven to wash away sins, Song Yang is no longer a sinner, and will always be Bai Yin's most noble friend. If you want to leave, I will send someone to escort you to the border between Quanrong and Uighurs now."
Lord Sha sent people to shout in front of Baiyin's camp to inform them of the gambling situation. King Baiyin also returned the original amount and sent a group of clansmen with loud voices to shout haha in front of Lord Sha's camp. Everyone in the two armies knew about the gambling fight at noon.
, Lord Sha and King Baiyin, both sides are gone.
There is no room for regret. If the Sand Lord loses the bet and wants to break his promise, his army will have to mutiny first without Bai Yin's resistance. After all, the Sand Clan's system has changed, but their temperament has not. Chong Nuo
Faithfulness is the bottom line in every Sandman's heart.
Song Yang shook his head: "If you don't leave now, I'll see you finish the ring. But there's one thing you have to know... Lord Sand poisoned you naturally because he was not sure of winning you. Now that the ear poison has been cured, you have a good chance of winning.
It's big, but it's just 'big', not 'under control'. The Sand Lord still has the power to fight you."
When explaining the ear poison just now, Song Yang made it very clear that this poison only hinders the enemy's balance, rather than completely destroying the combat power. If it falls on King Baiyin, even if his ear poison is not resolved, a master like Qi Shang
Still can't beat him.
This shows that King Sha also has considerable fighting power, otherwise what would be the point of poisoning King Baiyin?
Sand Master is also a fierce and skilled player. If King Baiyin is careless, he may not suffer a big loss.
When King Baiyin nodded sternly, Song Yang continued: "Also, you have a problem. You like to stare when you talk, do things, or fight. You should pay attention to it and squint your eyes when you get on the ring."
King Baiyin now narrowed his eyes and asked: "What do you mean? What does this mean?"
"A person who has been poisoned by ear poison will have three blood lines under his pupils. This is how I can tell that you are poisoned. If you go to the stage with your eyes wide open, Master Sha will know that your poison has been cured at a glance. Do you understand?" Song
Yang smiled.
How could King Baiyin not understand? He squinted his eyes and also laughed... The enemy thought he had been poisoned, but in fact the poison had been eliminated. King Baiyin must take advantage of this.
After finishing the gossip, Song Yang left temporarily. When he was busy, the porcelain doll only watched from the side and did not say anything. Until this moment, he stepped next to him and asked: "The poison of an acquaintance?"
Ear poisoning, bad balance, even if the porcelain doll knows nothing about poisons, he can still understand the extraordinary nature of this 'good poison', and when talking about it, Song Yang talks about it, and detoxifies it effortlessly, even if Song Yang is a poison master
, if you are not familiar with this poison, you will not be able to do it so easily.
Song Yang gasped, opened his mouth wide, and exclaimed in astonishment: "What a smart woman, you can guess all this, tell me, whose daughter are you?"
The porcelain doll didn't expect that he suddenly became out of tune. He was shocked at first and then laughed. His eyes were a little helpless but full of joy.
Song Yang also laughed a few times, and then said seriously: "The poison of the same sect." When he spoke, his eyes and tone were relaxed: "He is born to be a mortal enemy. I can bump into him wherever I go! But speaking of it,
His hands are really far-reaching!"
The porcelain doll pondered for a moment: "The Sand People and Quan Rong have a feud. Yanding and Jingtai are in the world. It is not surprising to have a relationship with them. However, there is a huge difference in strength between the two tribes on the grassland. The power of the Sand People alone will
It is far from being able to hold back the wolf soldiers. If Lord Sha is dispatching his troops to deal with the Quanrong under the orders of the Imperial Guard... Yan Ding is probably going to make a big move."
Good steel should be used on the blade. This is a truth that even children can understand. There is no need to explain too much. Song Yang can completely understand the meaning of the porcelain doll, but it is obvious that he does not care much about these general trends. He has never heard of it.
Forget it, I didn’t make any more comments.
When King Baiyin came back from the negotiation, the sky was already bright. After struggling with the detoxification matter, it didn't take long to reach noon. At this time, the heavy rain was still pouring. It may be the last rain of this autumn and this year. The dark clouds in the sky lingered for a long time.
More than three hours have passed since dawn, and the heavy rain has been roaring endlessly, with no intention of stopping.
The Lord of Sand once again sent an envoy to announce that the time had come, and asked King Baiyin to enter the ring immediately. Then the horns of both sides sounded, and the soldiers of both armies lined up neatly, although their own leaders advanced slowly.
The ornate tent that stood in the center of the battlefield and was used for negotiations had long since been removed by the sand master. The temporary high platform that took half a day to build was simple and ugly, but it was strong enough to support the battle between two fierce warriors.
The big clan is in the north, and Baiyin is in the south. The men and horses of both families are stationed thirty feet away from the ring. They are both warriors and clansmen, and they are the evidence of this battle of leaders.
The Sand People have assembled nearly 300,000 young men for this expedition. Their formations are neat and majestic. At a glance, the army is so densely packed that it stretches all the way to the sky. On the other hand, Baiyin's side... everyone was there yesterday.
had invested
After a fierce battle, the leather armor on the body was damaged, but life was difficult and there was no spare new armor, so they could only appear in rags. Many people had thick bandages on their heads and shoulders, with faint traces of blood seeping out, and they were poured by the heavy rain.
Unspeakably abject and shabby.
What's even worse is that all the Baiyin warriors who walked out of the camp and stepped onto the battlefield were without exception... none of them had weapons. Without weapons, how could they be called warriors? Not to mention the military power of the lineup. But that's right.
Because they came with bare hands, Bai Yin's momentum was faintly superior to the hundreds of thousands of majestic soldiers on the opposite side.
Although the formation is awkward, the momentum is high. They are here just to watch the competition, so there is no need to carry weapons.
King Baiyin learned everything from his master Zang Qing about the Han general's ability to "seize the mind and spirit".
The army stopped, and Lord Sand and King Baiyin continued to move forward. Behind them were dozens of people, including personal guards and important members of the clan. They could go to the ring to watch the battle, but no one was allowed to carry weapons.
, Song Yang, as a distinguished guest of Baiyin, also had the opportunity to follow the crowd. He followed King Baiyin all the way to the edge of the ring. Thanks to Song Yang's blessing, Porcelain Baby and Mr. Ban followed.
The leaders of both sides came on the stage. They first made some wild words, confirmed the bets, confirmed the rules, and finished all the trivial matters. With the sound of gongs, hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield cheered in unison and entered the ring.
The two kings of the Sand Tribe stepped forward at the same time and fought each other.
The bet involves a big battle and countless lives, but the battle in the ring is only about victory and defeat, not life and death. Both Sand Master and Baiyin King fought with bare hands and only fists and feet.
Song Yang was completely uninterested in this fight and didn't even bother to watch it carefully. Instead, he smiled at King Baiyin's appearance. He pointed at Wang Jia on the stage and whispered to the porcelain doll: "Before,
I'm used to seeing him staring, but now I see him squinting his eyes again, and I always feel like he's sneaky, like he's a thief."
King Baiyin has been squinting his eyes since he entered the ring to cover up the traces of his ear poison. At the beginning of the fight, he would have to pretend to be dizzy and unbalanced. He has been in danger several times. Until now, Baiyin has been in danger.
Wang also wanted to understand one thing: Generally speaking, hair
When he felt that his friend was poisoned, he immediately took action to relieve him. However, Song Yang did not rush to treat him at that time, but tried a few tricks with him... This was of course to explain the ear poison more clearly, and at the same time, it was more important.
It was to let King Baiyin understand what it was like after being poisoned.
If you don't know the symptoms of poisoning, how can you pretend to be a fool after taking the stage?
Because of his willfulness, Song Yang may not be considered a truly smart person, but he does have endless tricks and tricks.
As expected, although the Sand Master is old, he is agile in his movements, powerful and ferocious in his attacks, and his fighting experience is even more advanced. He should not be using his full strength at this moment. He is probably still testing the extent of the influence of King Baiyin after being poisoned. He is temporarily in the ring.
It's a very evenly matched situation.
The porcelain doll didn't understand martial arts, but he could still feel the power from the sound of the wind blowing from the sand master's attack, and asked Song Yang softly: "What is the approximate level of this person's martial arts?"
Song Yang didn't even think about it: "Top grade, Bingmo Dingtou, if we fight alone, only Mr. and his wife in your family can beat him, but they are slightly inferior to King Baiyin, plus he thinks the other party is poisoned... lose
It’s decided.”
The porcelain doll nodded. She was not interested in fighting. There was a smile in her eyes. She followed Song Yang and said, "My family? Mr. Bo and his wife are not the only ones who can defeat him. In my family, there are also
He is an extremely powerful person."
Song Yang replied seriously: "Don't always praise your husband. I don't even praise myself."
The porcelain doll was triumphant, with a pretty face full of pride, which inevitably caused the class leader to snort. The old man really couldn't bear to see them playing tricks like this.
As soon as the Prime Minister spoke, Song Yang seemed to remember something again. He changed places with the porcelain doll and stood next to the old man: "I have something I want to discuss with you. Can you not go back to Nan this time?
reason…..."
The old man's face suddenly darkened, and he gave Song Yang a cold look. Song Yang hurriedly said: "It's not that I won't let you go back, but there is something very important. None of us have this ability. You have to be an old man to do it."
, I have no choice but to ask for your help. I don’t dare to delay you for too long. It will take at most one year. After one year, I will beat gongs and drums to welcome you back to Yanziping."
Mr. Ben's face softened slightly: "What's the matter?"
However, Song Yang hesitated for a moment and responded: "We'll see if it's not sure yet. I just want to say hello to you first."
The class leader is so popular... The old man has been the prime minister all his life, and his self-cultivation skills are unparalleled in the world. But now that he is old, defeated, and in such a state of despair, he has become more willful and no longer engages in those hypocritical things. He may not always laugh when he is happy, but he is definitely angry.
He would scold and ask in a dark voice: "Boy, are you trying to make fun of me?"
Song Yang immediately shook his head. Chang Chunhou always had a playful smile on his own people and would never take things seriously: "It's too late for me to regard you as my savior. It's too late for me to beg you to make fun of me. Please don't misunderstand me."
At this time, the two people on the ring suddenly shouted at the same time and let out a loud roar. King Baiyin fell to the sky and fell to the ground; Master Sha also fell backwards and flew away. His left shoulder was obviously dislocated, and his right arm
Then it hung down softly, twisted in an extremely unnatural way, with the elbows forward and the wrists backward. The situation in Song Wuzuo's eyes was very clear. The sand master's right arm was fractured, and more than one section was broken. It was basically useless.
Already.
Just a moment ago, the Sand Master finally confirmed King Baiyin's 'poisoning'. He stopped testing too much and seized one of the opponent's 'stuns' to launch a fierce attack. Little did he expect that the advantage in front of him was actually the enemy's trap. It was Baiyin.
The king's plan to lure the enemy suffered a big loss. His right arm was broken by the opponent. He hurriedly tried to save it with his left hand, but the joint was removed. King Baiyin also suffered a vicious counterattack from the sand master and was shaken to the point where he could not stand.
He fell to the ground steadily.
Both sides fell down, but King Baiyin just had a surge of energy and blood for a while, and quickly got up; while Master Sha's arms were bent and detached, and he couldn't reset his dislocated shoulder, and he couldn't use both hands.
The outcome of this game has been decided.
The turbidity and dullness in Lord Sha's eyes were swept away, and he looked at King Baiyin in surprise: "You...were you pretending before?"
King Baiyin finally regained his true colors, opened his eyes again, and said with a smile: "Stop talking nonsense, if you want to hit me again, I'll give you a good time."
After winning a crucial game, King Baiyin was full of heroism. In addition, he no longer had to squint his eyes, and his face felt indescribably comfortable. This sentence was extremely domineering, and he was even more filled with true energy, and his voice was loud and spread throughout the audience.
Lord Sha shook his head slowly: "No need to fight anymore, you win, Baiyin wins. But you must tell me clearly how you broke the ear poison."
With a cry of surrender, the boulders accumulated in countless Baiyin's hearts were lifted. In the blink of an eye, tsunami-like cheers rose from the Baiyin formation to the sky! King Baiyin laughed loudly. Naturally, he would not answer the other party's question. He just waved and said: "
You go, take your people and leave, and... are you really going to fight the Dog Rong?"
King Baiyin is eager to give it a try, and his intention is self-evident... Baiyin refuses to surrender to the Sand Lord, but will always consider himself a Sand citizen. They are fighting against their old enemies. They really want to participate, but they must form an army and cannot be mixed together.
Enter the main brigade of Shasha.
The Sand Master slowly shook his head and rejected the good offer. At this moment, what he was most concerned about was no longer whether he could conquer Baiyin, but how the other party could break the 'ear poison'. However, the other party refused to answer, and it was useless to ask more questions. His face was gloomy.
Turn around and prepare to leave the ring
The stage. However, no one expected that at this moment, a figure flew up from the stage, the movement and sound were roaring, as fast as the wind and as fierce as the fire, regardless of the rules of the arena and the fairness of the gambling game.