1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 75 [Naked Twist]

duel?

Ma Whistle was taken aback.

At first, he felt that Lushou's request was a bit inexplicable. After all, he had already won the battle now, and there was no need for a duel.

However, after a little thought and observation, he still felt that he should agree to the request for a duel.

First of all, even in a duel, he can almost win with certainty.

The physical fitness of the two is very different.Although Lushou was also strong, he was still a bit weaker than him. He was at least ten centimeters shorter in height and weighed more than ten kilograms less.

According to the division of heavyweights in later generations of fighting, this gap is already nothing less than a huge level of suppression, and it is completely crushed at the same level of skill.

And the horse whistle not only has physical advantages, but also technical advantages.He trained with soldiers, and fighting was also part of his training. His semi-original military boxing involved many advanced fighting techniques.

These fighting skills are of course from the matches he watched on TV in his previous life. Although he has never practiced it in his previous life, he knows some of it theoretically.

With advanced theoretical guidance, combined with the practical experience of this life, Ma Shao has indeed mastered many fighting techniques that transcend the times.

Facing the double oppression of the body and the times, Lushou has no hope of winning at all.

For the Apaches, victory in a duel is a great honor, which undoubtedly can greatly reduce the resistance of the horse post to become the great chief.

The horse whistle can feel that not only the deer hands, but most people here don't respect themselves very much. After all, only a small number of people participated in the battle of Arapaho.

He needs a win here.

"Okay, I promise you." Ma Whistle said.

Shikata asked: "So, according to tradition, you can now choose the field and weapon."

"Right here, the weapons are our fists."

"Very good!" Lushou seemed to be very confident in his level, which may be due to his thick fingers.

Everyone separated the venue, leaving enough space for the two of them.Almost everyone came to watch, standing, sitting or squatting, surrounding the open space, three floors inside and three floors outside.

"Who do you think will win?" People were discussing.

"I think...the horse whistle looks stronger."

"What's the use of being strong? He must not even be able to break a finger of the deer's hand!"

"That's right, Lushou is the bravest fighter, and he is about 40 years old and has rich experience. The horse whistle is tall and tall. In fact, I heard that he is only 14 years old, a young man, and he must not understand anything!"

Most members of the tribe trust Lushou more and are more optimistic about Lushou.

Even on rainy days, I don’t really believe in the horse whistle. Before the duel officially started, I ran over and said: “Why don’t you compare, I don’t think it’s necessary... Although the deer hand doesn’t look as strong as you, its strength is amazing .”

"Don't worry." Ma Whistle smiled, stretched his limbs, and the crisp sound of muscles and bones came from under the steel-like muscles.

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and put on a boxing posture: "Let's start."

To the Apaches, his pose looked odd, or the fact that he posed in a particular pose was odd.

In contrast, the deer hands on the opposite side have almost no posture at all, just standing with their legs crossed.

"Ah!" Lu Shou roared angrily, and went straight up.

When Ma Shao saw this kind of bastard punch, he suddenly felt that he had just overestimated him. He turned out to be a reckless man who only knew how to use brute force.

The horse whistle easily escaped the attack of the deer hand, followed by a left jab!

The fist hit Lushou's face, but it was not a heavy punch.Moreover, although Lu Shou's fighting skills were far below the expectations of the horse whistle, his ability to resist blows was much higher than expected, and there was almost nothing wrong with it.

The horse whistle was patient, almost teasing, while dodging all the attacks of the deer hand, while constantly increasing the strength of his shots.

The deer hand couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all, and the horse whistle was not only stronger, but also faster and more flexible, which even reminded him of the scene where he beat his son before.

After a while, he was beaten black and blue, out of breath, and his attacks were mostly empty, without any substantial effect.

The outcome has been determined.

The onlookers were naturally very surprised and unbelievable.

"Strange, why can't the deer hand hit at all?"

"Could it be a spell of the horse whistle? I heard he is a shaman..."

Ma Shuo looked at Lushou with a bruised nose and swollen face, and said calmly, "Admit defeat, Lushou."

Lu Shou didn't intend to admit defeat at all, he roared and rushed forward again, and was beaten again without any accident.

This time the horse sentry used all its strength, with both fists and feet, and every move was a heavy blow!His powerful limbs seemed to build a gorgeous storm, and the onlookers could feel the fierce attack.

Under his onslaught, even the deer's hands were rough and fleshy, and he was beaten all over with bruises. His mouth and nose were bleeding, and he gasped for a moment before regaining his footing.

"Aren't you going to admit defeat?" Ma Shuo asked again, his voice was a bit unfriendly, he disliked such a deadly opponent.

Lu Shou was still slamming, and came up recklessly again.

Seeing this, the horse whistle turned around and turned into a naked choke, crossed his arms and strangled the deer's neck, and a huge force suddenly pressed against his carotid artery!

As the most well-known strangling technique in Jiu-Jitsu, the power of the naked choke goes without saying.

The deer's hand was weak, and as soon as the horse sentry got hold of it, it was almost fainted within a second of wringing it.

The deer fell to the ground weakly, breathed hard, and his body twitched a few times. He couldn't get up for a long time, and completely lost the strength to fight back.

"The duel is over." The horse whistle said lightly, then turned to look at the rainy day, "Let's finish the funeral of the previous great chief first."

The naked choke that flashed by just now stunned everyone - such a simple movement, unexpectedly knocked down the deer hand in an instant?

On a rainy day, I was taken aback for a while before I realized it: "Okay, let's finish the funeral first."

With the complete defeat of Lu Shou in the duel, no one objected to Ma Shao's succession as the new chief, at least on the surface.The next thing will be a matter of course.

After the funeral of the tent guard, people began to prepare for the succession ceremony of the new chief.

In tribal schools or classrooms, horse whistles and rainy days discuss some topics.

"...The writing promotion of the Mianxiong Clan should be going well, right?" Rainy Sky asked, flipping through some papers with words, which were the students' homework.

Ma Shuo nodded, but seemed a little distracted: "Yes, most people already know numbers and can write their names."

On a rainy day, I couldn’t help sighing: “Oh, it’s much more difficult on my side. I don’t care about words when I keep the tent. I want to expand the classroom and let the tribe have a more formal school, but it’s still the same.”

"Fortunately, these days are finally over. In the future, everyone in the tribe will learn to write like your clan." The rainy day showed a little smile, but soon restrained himself.

The horse whistle glanced at him, then looked back.

After a long silence, he suddenly said, "You... killed it?"

(End of this chapter)