Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1060 Haze
"I lost."

Under the night, the beginning bell still echoed in the air, Murong Feixing, who was about to fall headfirst on the sand, grabbed Ying Baoyue's arm, gasped, and shouted loudly.

Grabbing an opponent in a wrestling fight is a foul and a sure sign of surrender.

Ying Baoyue, who had just made a move, let go of the hand holding his waist, and said in surprise, "Certain."

She didn't expect that the young and energetic boy would admit defeat as soon as he said it.

Murong Feixing didn't expect that she could say that she would let go of her strength, and she suddenly rushed her face down, looking at the sand sticking to the tip of her nose, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

He suddenly regretted not listening to his elder brother earlier, at least he would not admit defeat with such a subtle gesture.

But feeling the pain in his right leg, Murong Feixing had to admit that what his elder brother said was right, falling against her would indeed be quite dangerous.

His legs are now pinned, and his muscles and bones are completely immobile, and if he keeps pinning it like this, it will break!

"Sorry, I didn't know you were injured so badly before," Ying Baoyue tapped on Murong Feixing's leg, which was temporarily immobile, and helped him stand up.

"It's okay, I'm just trying to hold on and don't want to admit defeat," Murong Feixing hissed and inhaled, glanced at the bandage on Ying Baoyue's arm, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, "Your wrestling skills..."

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Murong Feixing shook his head, suppressing some dangerous guesses in his heart.

He didn't feel it when his leg was not injured, but just now, he suddenly saw a little familiarity in Ying Baoyue's wrestling skills.

He must be in pain.

Hou Liao and Xi Rong originally belonged to the same branch, but they separated completely 30 or [-] years ago. Xi Rong wrestling and Hou Liao wrestling were also divided into two branches. Even the Hou Liao people became very different from Xi Rong in terms of wrestling methods.

But for some reason, he actually saw a little... the shadow of the Xirong people from this girl's skills?
how can that be possible?Murong Feixing shook his head, and looked at many scarred practitioners off the field.

The Xirong people were cruel. The light ones who fought against them had broken limbs, and the severe ones had their muscles and bones shattered. However, the opponents who fought against Ying Baoyue basically had no casualties.

He must have read it wrong.

At this time, the final bell sounded on the stage, Murong Feixing put away his thoughts, looked at the opponent opposite, and saluted with one hand on his chest, "I lost, thanks for your enlightenment."

Although it is not reconciled to lose, but if you lose, you lose.

"It wasn't me who defeated you," Ying Baoyue shook his head and looked at Zhao Guang in the audience, "It was the King of Dongling County."

If Zhao Guangxian hadn't seriously injured Murong Feixing, she might still have a fierce battle.

"Probably," Murong Feixing shrugged, but if he were to fight this woman in his prime, who would win?

At least there will be no answer to this question today, Murong Feixing refused Ying Baoyue's support, and limped off the wrestling ring.

Ying Baoyue followed behind him, looking at the two, everyone couldn't hide their astonishment, and many of them rubbed their eyes.

"This woman really entered the decisive battle..."

"At least they are all No.2? Is the little old man not blind?"

"Why did Lord Fenghua admit defeat? It seems that he was injured too badly by the King of Dongling County!"

"It's a pity that Dongling County King, who was so brave today, was taken advantage of by this former Qin woman! This woman is too lucky!"

"I don't know what to say about the battle report in Ruyang City tomorrow," Zhao Guang said while standing beside Li Ji, frowning, "Will no one see that she also won with her own strength?"

"People will only believe what they want to believe," Li Ji said lightly, "This is just a wrestling battle."

If it is really the fourth round of the real sword battle, I am afraid that the arena will be full of excitement at this time.

"Fortunately, she finally won," Zhao Guang looked at Meng Shi and Hu Yanxie who were walking toward the red circle.

"I don't know, will her final opponent be Meng Shi or the northern giant?"

……

……

"Should the northern giants win?"

Under the tree erected by Ying Baoyue Ji Jiashu and others, Chen Zichu guessed, "There are already many god dance realms under his hands."

People with good deeds have already started betting on the periphery, and practitioners have also started betting on each other.

"Really? I think Jizi Meng also has hope," Jiang Yuanyuan said aside, "Jiashu, what do you think?"

Ying Baoyue also looked at Ji Jiashu beside her when she heard the sound.

Ji Jiashu pondered for a while, "I think Meng Shi will win."

Unexpectedly, Ji Jiashu, who was usually cautious, would be so determined this time, and the teenagers around were a little surprised.

"As expected of the one who defeated Jiashu," Jiang Yuanyuan laughed. "It's really not easy for Mr. Chunhua to value him so much."

"However, Chunhua, have you ever seen Hu Yanxie's wrestling fight?" It was Xu Yishan who had been silent all the time who spoke, and he said concisely, "Huyanxie's realm is higher, and his body is also higher."

Meng Shi and Hu Yanxie on the stage had already stood relatively still, looking at Meng Shi who was only up to his chest in front of him, Hu Yanxie showed an undisguised sneer and yelled.

"What did he say?" Jiang Yuanyuan frowned.

"Did he say that there is no one in the Central Plains? There is only this thin monkey left," Ying Baoyue said calmly, "He can win with only one finger."

The practitioners around who understood the Xirong language showed anger on their faces, but Meng Shi's expression did not fluctuate and he remained silent.

"Does the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty not understand Xirong dialect?" Chen Zichu asked doubtfully.

"She understands," Ying Baoyue said quietly.

She just doesn't want to talk nonsense with the Xirong people.

Just then there were screams from the crowd.

"here we go!"

On the high platform, Qian Bofang gave an order, the bells rang together, Meng Shi and Hu Yanxie rushed towards each other at the same time.

With a bang, the True Yuan belonging to the Divine Dance Realm collided fiercely, bringing a gust of wind, and blowing the railings outside the wrestling field to rattling noises!
"God, this is really..."

It is not that there is no battle in the God of Dance Realm today, but this is the first time that such a big battle has occurred.

The wind was blowing, and everyone opened their eyes wide, watching the collision between human bodies above the sand!

What happened in front of them was beyond everyone's expectations!
The northern giant was like a tall tower, grabbing at Meng Shi's body with the momentum of Mount Tai, but Meng Shi kept dodging, shaking the body that was much stronger than hers at a tricky angle, Hu Yan staggered and almost fell down.

After three rounds, Meng Shi actually gained the upper hand.

"Now I understand why this person can beat Jiashu," Chen Zichu swallowed. It wasn't that Ji Jiashu had lost his standard, but that this skinny boy was actually a master of wrestling.

"Can he really beat the northern giant?"

"Have you ever heard of a fable?" Ying Baoyue smiled, "Mice eat elephants."

It doesn't mean that the tall and strong will win.

Hearing Ying Baoyue's words, the practitioners around gasped, and Meng Shi in the wrestling ring became more and more courageous. Ying Baoyue watched her take a deep breath.

Although it was earlier than expected, she might meet this woman soon.

But at this moment, Ying Baoyue's pupils shrank when he suddenly felt a familiar aura!
A powerful coercion suddenly spread to the wrestling field. At this moment, Meng Shi, who was originally flexible in the red circle, suddenly froze.

The originally howling wind on the field stagnated, and the thick haze suppressed it.

Ying Baoyue looked at Meng Shi who seemed to be controlled by some force, and suddenly raised his head to look at Shenzi sitting on the examiner's high platform.

For a moment, she couldn't restrain the anger in her heart.

The Imperial Teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Xu Canghai!

(End of this chapter)