Lu Bing realized that Arak Khan had seen stones made weapons from tree trunks, which could not take advantage of weapons, so he said that weapons were not needed.
But Lu Bing didn't reveal it. He just nodded and asked, "Then I would like to ask Da Khan, will you decide the outcome of this game?"
Arakkhan said ambiguously: "Let's finish this game first!"
Standing on the side in silence, I answered, suddenly speaking, and sneered: "If you lose this game, there will definitely be no next game!"
Lu Bing ignored my answer, just took the trunk in Stone's hand and watched Stone enter the field.
When the stone reached the middle of the field, the Mongols on the side shouted, even threatened with words.
The stone seemed to slowly enter the state. He moved his body first, and then stood quietly on the court, lowered his head and waited silently.
In a short while, the warriors selected by Arakkhan also appeared one after another, and Arakkhan shouted: "Mongolian warriors, this Da Ming warrior thinks that he can deal with ten Mongolian warriors! You guys! Not convinced!"
Several Mongolian men yelled angrily: "I don't accept it!"
The Mongols on the sidelines also roared in response.
"Okay! Then you have to fight hard, don't shame Ben Khan!" Arak Khan said loudly.
Lu Bing took a cold look, and didn't take Arak Khan's tricks to heart. He had secretly decided in his heart that if he felt that the stone was in danger, he would help him! Even if it provokes public anger, you must save the stone first, and then fight to go out! There are Li Jin's people outside to respond. Although he will die for a lifetime, there is still a ray of life!
A group of Mongolian warriors entered the field one after another. Although they were shorter than the stone in size, they were sturdy and strong, and some were even bigger than the stone. They surrounded the stone and looked at the stone fiercely. They only waited for Arak Khan to give an order, then rushed on and tore the stone to pieces!
Arakkhan explained to Lu Bing with a smile: "This group of warriors are all the winners of the "Nadam" conventions over the years. Although they are weaker than Baturu, they are also rare fighters. Master Lu should do well. ready!"
Lu Bing heard the murderous aura in Ara Kehan's words, secretly watched out, ready to take action at any time.
Arakkhan pointed to a Mongolian warrior facing the stone. This warrior wore a leather vest-wrestling suit "Zhaodege", and his shoulders were studded with silver and copper foam nails, "Zhaodege". It is embroidered with simple and solemn animal-shaped patterns, and wears white trousers with wide and large pleats. The front knees of the trouser cover are embroidered with fire-shaped and auspicious patterns, and the background color is bright and colorful. His riding boots, a wide brown belt around his waist, and various colored stripes on his neck-"Jiang Ga", Lu Bing knows, these colorful "Jiang Ga" represent strength, indicating that this warrior is a famous blogger Qing is a wrestler.
From the appearance, this warrior is obviously younger, but other older Mongolian warriors unanimously left him the position of facing the stone. It can be seen that the strength of this young warrior is due to these older men. The Mongolian warriors agree.
Arakkhan pointed at him and said: "This young man is called Gada, he was the winner of the Bokbay Dehu Contest of the "Nadam" Conference last year, that is, the winner of the wrestling match that you Daming said! It is the best blog of Ben Khan. Even though he seems to be thinner, he is a rare wrestling genius. He went to you Daming to learn your sumo skills, and combined it with my Mongolian "Bokbayildehu". Last year In the wrestling match of the Naadam Conference, I won easily! Those old Bo Keqing admire him and learn from him!"
Lu Bing took a closer look. The thinner wrestler in Arak Khan’s mouth was not thin at all from the perspective of the Han people. He had dark skin, dark red cheeks, angular faces, and broad shoulders. , And a strong body, both show that he is not only a skill to win, in his body, there is explosive power.
At this time, the young warrior was staring at the stone, but his posture was not an attacking posture. Lu Bing himself was also a master. He thought a little and understood the young man’s thoughts, and couldn’t help secretly applauding. :"so smart!"
It seems that this young warrior is not a reckless man. He intends to do things with ease. He understands that the person who can defeat Batru must not be the weak, but must be an existence with superior strength. What Khan wants is victory. If you want to win, cooperation is the most important thing.
What this young man is best at is technique. Therefore, as long as he seals the direction of the stone, as long as he can hold the attack of the stone, others will naturally attack. At that time, one punch will be hard to beat! I'll win!
Lu Bing wanted to understand this, and he was even more worried, staring at the court, just waiting for an opportunity to move!
After looking closely, Lu Bing immediately discovered that there were only nine people surrounding the stone. Lu Bing looked at it again and noticed that on the edge of the open space, a person was standing there with his arms in his arms. People. However, he just held his arms and stood quietly, without doing anything else. Therefore, Lu Bing was able to separate him from the onlookers.
Lu Bing took a closer look and found that although this person was also wearing a leather robe and dressed as a Mongol, in fact, he looked like a Han Chinese!
Arak Khan also noticed that Lu Bing discovered this different "Mongolian warrior" and smiled: "Looks like Master Lu has discovered it, that master, but you Han people!"
Huang Duxian also noticed the person, "Huh".
Lu Bing asked Huang Duxian: "Huang Daxia knows who he is?"
"Yeah" Huang Duxian nodded and said: "If I am not mistaken, it seems that he is the head of the Wang family on the Green Forest Road in Shanxi, North Leg Wang Zhaoyi.
"Wang Zhaoyi?" Lu Bing questioned.
When Arak Khan on the side heard Huang Duxian say Wang Zhaoyi's name, he laughed and said, "So you have heard of his name. It seems that it is not just your Master Lu who has a master!"
Lu Bing ignored Ara Ke Khan, but continued to ask Huang Duxian, "He is great?"
Huang Duxian nodded and said, "On this northern boundary, Wang Zhaoyi is the only one who can directly bear the title of the north leg. Only he can represent the greatest power of the north leg! So, just say the north leg, called the north leg, It can only be him."
"Oh, so, he is a family of martial arts?" Lu Bing asked again. Ara Ke Khan on the side had never heard of these Da Ming's anecdotes. He was listening with his ears erected at the moment. Although Arak Khan heard that this man named Wang Zhaoyi was very powerful and famous in Daming, he did not expect it to be so famous.
"You can make good use of it after reading it." Arak Khan thought.