Looking at the balance of strength between the two sides, both in terms of numbers and lineups, they are not a heavyweight. Donkey Song has many people and is arrogant, but we have only thirty people here, and everyone is covered in blood. Most of them are covered in blood.
All injured
After a brief commotion, a man was pushed out from the crowd of donkey chanters and looked over, which really surprised me.
He was a head taller than the others. He was holding a wooden stick as thick as an arm in his hand. He stood in the middle of the field without saying a word. He first picked up the stick by himself, grabbed both ends of the stick with both hands, and slowly exerted force.
, I saw that the wooden stick couldn't withstand his vise-like hands, and after a squeaking sound, it suddenly broke into two pieces!
The donkey singer behind him let out a burst of cheers. Fighting with such an opponent really makes my head hurt. I have to be more careful when fighting him. I looked at General Meng. With his agility, he should be able to win.
"It's our turn," Song Kui whispered to us. We saw the donkey singer in the field, throwing the two and a half pieces of wooden sticks into the ground, shaking his huge body and leaving the field.
"This is the event they competed on," Song Kuidao said
When we heard Song Kui's words, we all felt a little abrupt, oh, is this it?
This is difficult enough, and with stupid strength, although it is simple, it is straightforward and clear at a glance, but who is the most suitable person here?
It was General Meng again. He looked at the two wooden sticks thrown on the field and gave us a fist: "That good brother came forward to show his shame!"
General Meng's kung fu is mostly based on his agility. When it comes to leaping, jumping, and leaping, there is no one in the crowd who is better than him. But today, facing such an opponent, he took the initiative to stand up, which was really surprising.
my expectation
Because for such a long time, I have never seen General Meng use brute force. Every time he used brute force, but without 80% certainty, I don’t think he will go. Winning or losing comes second, and he can’t afford to lose face.
It’s not just an individual’s face that’s lost. This is a contest between two nations at opposite ends of the ocean. Does a human have the power, or does the donkey have the power?
General Meng had already arrived at the center of the field. Someone threw another wooden stick over. The length and thickness were similar to the previous one. General Meng looked at it and did not go to get it. Instead, he walked slowly to the half-length wooden stick that the donkey man had thrown on the ground.
In front of him, he hooked his toes, picked up half of the wooden stick, and held it firmly in his hand.
He also imitated the posture of the man just now and held the wooden stick with both hands.
I understood what he meant. Although it is the same stick, any fool knows that if you want to break it again, you have to use twice the strength.
The donkey chanters around were immediately silent. The contestant who just came off the stage also opened his eyes in disbelief. Not only him, but also I held my breath. Is this possible? Is this Meng Gushang really like a shrewd landlord?
Like Lao Cai, he keeps the best goods at the bottom of his warehouse and doesn't want to show them to anyone?
General Meng kept smiling, holding the wooden stick, and slowly turned around in a circle, intending for everyone to see clearly, and then stood upright
The ten fingers grasped the wooden stick tightly, and the veins on his arms popped out! The smile on his face had already solidified. The wooden stick, which was about a foot and a half long, did not change at all in his hand. One or two chuckles from the crowd on the other side just appeared.
, I saw the wooden stick in his hand changing!
First, the bark on top suddenly lifted up piece by piece. This is a small tree. The bark is tightly attached to the tree.
Look again, a stream of green sap slowly seeped out of the stick, drop by drop, and the stick was like a rag, being squeezed out of the water by General Meng!
Then, with a "pop", General Meng's smile returned to his face and the wooden stick was broken by him!
When I came back, I saw blood dripping from the tiger's mouth on his right hand. It was stabbed by splintered wood. He just wiped his hand on his clothes without saying a word.
"Deuce, deuce!" a donkey chanter shouted in the crowd
What they mean is that since the competition is about breaking wooden sticks, no matter whether the stick is long or short, if both sides are broken, it will of course be considered a tie.
In the second game, no matter what the competition was, I had to go up, so I went straight to the field. When I passed by Song Kui, he said to me, "There is a gladiatorial fight below." Who cares, these donkey people, what do you have to be afraid of?
The result of the first game ignited a fire that burned into a ball in my heart, and I wanted to burst out from my palms and soles of my feet.
The tall man who broke the wooden stick just now stood up triumphantly and kept twisting his wrists, his bones making rattling sounds. Do you want to fight one against two? If it is even possible, do you still plan to fight one against three?
I stood with him, only reaching his shoulders. Before I could stand firm, I saw his shoulders move, and two arms like tree roots were thrown around my neck to let him wrap around me. I had no choice but to let him bully me. I didn't want to
After struggling with him, I turned my feet lightly and came behind him. He wanted to turn around, but I felt a strong wind behind me. I gathered my anger and kicked him on the thigh of his left leg!
A crack wrapped in the flesh was heard by everyone. The man pounced forward softly, one good leg quickly stepped forward, trying to support his body, and he knelt on the ground. The intense pain made him
Then he hugged his left leg and started howling. Just like that, I ended the second match with a kick.
In the third scene, before we could arrange it, Sulu limped up and I said to him, "Why don't you wait? Do you know what tricks they will come up with?"
He said disdainfully, "At worst, it's just one win and two draws!" I saw the determined look in his eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a shiver in my heart.
I have already won one game. What he said about one win and two draws is the worst plan. At least, this Sulu has no intention of losing this game.
After a long time of deliberation on the other side, several small bosses studied it for a long time while secretly looking at Sulu in the field. After a while, a little man who looked like a monkey rushed into the field.
I have to admire the cunning of the donkey song man. Seeing that one of Sulu's legs was injured, he must have difficulty moving, so he sent an extremely flexible person up.
There was no politeness, no words, and as soon as he came up, the man started to attack. Maybe he was too angry in the second competition just now, and he wanted to save some face this time. The man used his hands and feet together, grabbing and kicking. It was completely a monkey's move.
He was in danger of being attacked! There was almost no room to fight back. The two of them were spinning around in the field for a full moment, but Sulu had not yet managed to land a decent blow!
If they are defeated, there is nothing I can say. We can only be their hostages and then exchange hostages.
The donkey singer made a loud noise, and the monkey screamed strangely and pestered Sulu endlessly. The clothes on his shoulders and waist had been torn to pieces by the opponent, but the monkey refused to let go.
Suddenly, he jumped up in the air and kicked Sulu down from behind. However, Sulu hadn't even turned around yet. One of his injured legs was too heavy.
I closed my eyes for a moment, Sulu!
A scream penetrated the eardrums, and Sulu fell to the ground, big beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
And the monkey, lying on his back more than ten steps away from him, motionless, a stream of blood slowly seeped out from between his legs, and he had fainted.
General Meng shouted, "That's tough!" He immediately rushed onto the field and helped Sulu back.