There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 499 Smashing your arena
"Stop talking nonsense, come here and die!" Yan Dashan was a general after all. He stood on the ring and showed his dignity without anger.

"court death!"

The Liao wrestler was furious and bullied him like a mountain. The weak lamb dared to be so arrogant. He was so angry that he really wanted to tear off the opponent's limbs immediately.

In an instant, the two people on the ring were about to come into contact.

The soldiers watching in the audience were all excited.

Su Xian is not too worried. Yan Dashan is not a person who likes to brag. Since he said that his wrestling style can be ranked among the top three in Liao Kingdom, it must be true.

In front of the large tent behind the arena, Nalan Jie leaning against the door had a complicated expression on his face.

Nalanxiong in the tent looked calm, holding a tea cup in his hand and hovering near his mouth. He stared at the ring with unblinking eyes like an eagle and said disdainfully:
"The chickens and dogs will be defeated in one blow!"

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, bursts of cheers suddenly erupted outside, like a tsunami more than 100 feet high, which was in sharp contrast to the silence just now.

Snapped!
Nalan Xiong crushed the tea cup that was hovering near his mouth. The hot tea splashed on his body and face, steaming out, but he did not dodge.

He was staring at the ring, his calm expression had long since changed, and his face was very ugly.

It turned out that at that moment just now, the two people who were on the verge of breaking out in the arena suddenly fought.

After all, the Liao wrestler had underestimated his opponent. Yan Dashan found an opportunity and grabbed the opponent's wrist with one hand, while holding the opponent's arm as thick as the woman's thigh with the other hand. He turned his steps forward, leaned under his armpit, and exerted force instantly. .

The Liao wrestler, who was twice the size of Yan Dashan, suddenly jumped into the air, rolled around in the sky, and finally hit the ground hard with a loud bang and scattered dust.

With a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, Yan Dashan easily knocked down his opponent.

The soldiers cheered, this was the first time they had the upper hand in the ring.

Although Su Xian did not doubt Yan Dashan's ability, he was secretly relieved at this moment. The smooth start would help boost the morale of the army.

in the big account.

"Humph!"

Na Lanxiong's complexion had returned to normal, he picked up the teapot and poured another cup, still hovering over his mouth, his eyes were fixed on the ring and he said angrily:
"The continuous victories have made Abatu so dizzy that he underestimated the enemy and rushed forward... It doesn't matter if he suffers a little setback, then... hmm?"

His tone suddenly changed. Did you read that right just now?
Abatu, the Liao wrestler who was thrown to the ground, seemed to want to stand up just now, but failed. He seemed to be weak.

"Abatu's spine is broken!"

Someone came to the stage to check and announced loudly.

Just a fall, and this person's spine was broken?No wonder he couldn't get up... The soldiers burst into cheers, and they defeated an arrogant Liao wrestler in one fell swoop, which was regarded as revenge!
Snapped!
In the big tent, Nalanxiong crushed the tea cup to pieces again. His head, face and body were splashed with hot tea, but he seemed not to feel anything.

His expression completely changed. He slowly stood up from his seat and looked at the arena outside the tent and the proud figure on the arena. His expression was so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water.

It turned out that Yan Dashan's skills were not weak in the first place. After learning the wrestling method, he merged the two, making his wrestling technique extremely domineering.

For example, this time, a seemingly ordinary over-the-shoulder throw actually broke the opponent's spine due to the use of dark strength. It was really powerful!

Amidst the warm cheers of the soldiers, Yan Dashan slowly turned around, faced the direction of the tent, and shouted loudly: "Come up, all of you, I will beat you all!"

"..."

Stop it abruptly!

The cheers of the soldiers disappeared at the same time.

It was too noisy just now, and now it is too quiet, causing the lingering lingering sound in the ears, tinnitus bursts, making people feel dizzy.

What did Yan Dashan just say?
He wants to beat all the opponents alone?

Those are ten big men as big as iron towers!

This person must be crazy, the soldiers thought in their hearts. It was not easy for a powerful wrestling master to appear, but they didn't expect that he turned out to be a fool!

The soldiers had already imagined the scene of Yanshan being torn apart by ten big men, and they were all shaking their heads secretly.

Su Xian was also stunned for a while, hitting ten of them alone?Are you sure it's not a joke?He really broke into a cold sweat for Yan Dashan, no matter how much he believed in him, he couldn't help feeling anxious at this moment.

Behind the ring, in front of the tent.

Nalan Jie, who was leaning against the door, had a complex expression, he hesitated to speak several times, but he didn't say anything after all.

The Liao wrestlers who were resting in front of the stage got up and moved their limbs one after another. They were all ready to go, ready to let the ignorant boy on the stage understand why the flowers were so red!

In the big tent, the originally gloomy face of Nantu Prince Nalanxiong now turned into a sneer.

That man was a good wrestler, but against ten well-trained wrestlers, each of them could kill him with one slap!

But not long after, the sneer on Nalanxiong's face gradually froze.

The ten strong men like iron towers have already stepped onto the ring and are fighting against Yan Dashan.

In his opinion, in just a short moment, Yan Dashan would be beaten to the point where he didn't even recognize his mother, but... Although Yan Dashan seemed to be surrounded by dangers, he was able to handle it with ease.

On the contrary, it was the ten strong men who were fooled around by him.

Under the ring, Su Xian, together with thousands of soldiers, slowly opened their mouths wide enough to stuff an egg.

A soldier asked:
"Under the siege of ten wrestlers, this person was not defeated. It seems that the opponent did not underestimate the opponent in the previous match. This person does have real ability... Who is he?"

No one answered his question.

Because people around him don't know either.

"Look, that person is starting to fight back!" Suddenly someone shouted loudly.

"Beautiful... Although those Liao people seem to be huge, they are not flexible enough. He took advantage of this to take advantage..."

"The first one was brought down!"

"The second, the third..."

"..."

Soon, the scene was silent again.

The soldiers stared blankly at the man in the ring, the only one still standing. He had indeed defeated all the Liao wrestlers by himself!
There were people lying all over the ring.

The two flags that humiliated Daliang and Liang Jun's soldiers were also stepped on by Yan Dashan.

Someone went up to check the injuries of the Liao wrestlers, and finally announced loudly: "Six of them died on the spot, and four of them are permanently disabled!"

This sentence was like the spark that ignited the powder keg. The soldiers immediately became excited and rushed to the edge of the ring, asking loudly for Yan Dashan's name.

Yan Dashan shook his head, but did not respond, he jumped off the ring in full view, walked up to Su Xian and stood still.

In the big tent behind the ring, after a crackling sound of broken porcelain, Nalanjie walked out of the big tent, looked at Su Xian from a distance and shouted:

"Su Consultation, please come to the account and discuss in detail."

"Nothing to talk about."

Su Xian glanced coldly in the direction of the tent, turned around and left resolutely.

Wang Sima wanted to have a talk, but seeing this he had no choice but to follow Su Xian and leave.

The rest of the people followed closely behind. The soldiers' faces were all red, and they were all discussing what had just happened, and guessing who the wrestling master was.

In the big tent, Nalanxiong looked at Su Xian's retreating figure and punched the remaining coffee table. The coffee table could not bear the force and shattered into a pile of rotten wood.

"Su Xian, very good, I remember you!"

Nalanxiong gritted his teeth. This Su Xian not only led people to pick the arena he had set up, but even negotiated with him without taking any credit after winning. The moment he turned around resolutely, he was so free and unrestrained.

But in Nalanxiong's view, this is contempt for him!
(End of this chapter)