Beauty is too weak to be bullied

Chapter 51 The Time to Desperately Come
"Clang clang clang clang..."

The noisy gongs were loud and urgent, and the arena fell silent.

Yue Da raised his arms high and shouted loudly: "Today's fighting is about to begin! Young Master—to General Chang Sheng!"

The faint and distant sound of the flute sounded, and the surrounding lights gradually dimmed, leaving only a few background lights in the center of the arena.

A scholar in a long-sleeved toga and a fur head came walking slowly with his back on his back. He was tall and well-mannered, with a fairy air in his gestures.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, it was enough to reveal his dusty temperament, as well as mysterious and moving.

In the darkness, a woman screamed, "Young Master! Young Master! I want to marry you!"

Another woman yelled: "Young master! Young master! Come into my house! Be my husband!"

The nobles present looked at each other and smiled, not paying much attention to this gimmick, after all, the most indispensable thing around them was beauties.

Dugu walked with his head held high, and the hustle and bustle around him didn't affect him in any way. He was still that mysterious noble son with a cold temperament and a jade tree.

When he arrived in Taichung, he raised his hands in salute, calmly and gracefully, and he was respected everywhere in the southeast, northwest, and everywhere.

The sound of the flute gradually stops, and the sound of the pipa suddenly rises. The music is marching in the army, majestic and inspiring.

The lights suddenly turned on, and a strong black man who looked like a bear was walking towards the people stepping like a mountain, with every step being very hard.

He was bare-chested and wearing sinus nose pants. His whole body was muscled and gleaming with grease.

He stood beside Dugu Buqiu, and punched his chest hard, the muscles on his chest trembled with his movements, as if they were alive.

He is half a head taller than Dugu Buqiu, and his body is twice as thick as Dugu Buqiu.

He roared, stretched out his hand, put it on Dugu Buqiu's neck as if, and twisted it hard.

The men began to shout: "General! General Changsheng! Kill this little boy!"

Some people threw the empty jars into the field and smashed them to pieces.

The arena does not prevent this kind of behavior, only because of this can the blood and emotions of the gamblers be burned up, and the atmosphere is intense.

The more intense the atmosphere, the easier it is for people to lose their minds and make big bets.

Dugu Buqiu stood as usual, his long eyelashes cast a row of shadows under his eye sockets, and his bright red lips drew a mocking arc.

Indifferent and detached.

It seemed that the general who provoked him just now was not him, he was just a passer-by in the world of mortals.

The sound of the pipa stopped suddenly, and the sound of the drum sounded. Every time, it seemed to hit the heart of the person, making it difficult to breathe and restless.

The gamblers shouted frantically: "Do it! Kill him!"

"Hi!" The general raised his arms, roared wildly, grabbed Dugu Buqiu's belt and collar, lifted him over his head suddenly, went around the field, and then slammed him down hard.

This is something that has never happened in the previous four competitions.

People who bought Dugu not expecting to win couldn't help but scream.

But I saw Dugu not seeking dexterity to roll around on the ground, and then jumped up briskly, not in a panic, but still with the cool appearance of a handsome nobleman.

The general strode toward him, stepping on the beat of the drum every time.

Dugu Buqiu finally made a move. He grabbed the general's belt and tried to knock him down.

The difference in strength between the two parties was so great that everyone burst out laughing, only Wu Pengju and the others were pale-faced, holding their skirts to dare not vent their anger.

Suddenly there was a drum sound, Dugu didn't ask his feet to lighten, his body jumped up like a white crane, and his wide sleeves bloomed like flowers, surrounding the ugly and fierce general.

After a while, everyone saw him standing on the general's shoulder with one foot, like a juggler.

The general shouted loudly, grabbed Dugu Buqiu's flowing clothes with his hand, and pulled it violently.

"Stabbed..." Amid the sound of the silk being torn apart, the long-sleeved robe was torn into several pieces, and the dust flew down like butterfly wings.

Dugu Buqiu was wearing a fiery red arrow-sleeve outfit, and he threw himself on the ground, and threw out a punch, hitting the general's side face just in time.

It was his famous stunt - the left uppercut.

The general swayed on the spot for a couple of times, then stood firm again, squinted his eyes and screamed, he punched Dugu Buqiu flying, and landed heavily on the ground.

Everyone shouted excitedly: "Fight, fight!"

Dugu Buqiu slowly got up, a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his lips.

Before he could stand still, a huge fist whizzed along with the wind and hit him hard on the head.

He flew out again, lay on the ground and struggled several times but failed to get up.

"Weak chicken! Puppy! It's too late to throw in the towel! What left hook? Shit! Shit!"

The general laughed loudly, slowly took out a pair of gloves with steel spikes from his pocket, and put them on his hands like a show off.

The bright steel nails emit a cold light under the light.

The show is over, now is the time to desperately.

The audience was silent.

"You son of a bitch! Climb under Lao Tzu's crotch, and I will spare your dog's life!"

The general stretched out his huge palm and grabbed Dugu Buqiu's bun with a loud voice like thunder.

"Master! Get up! Beat him! Beat him!"

The voices of women's support are far greater than those of men.

Just because many people are very disappointed, is this the person who won four games in a row?
The existence of weak chickens is really a waste of their admission fee.

There was that unwilling gambler who yelled loudly: "Boy! Get up! Fight him! Otherwise, I will kill your whole family!"

Dugu Buqiu remained motionless, lingering on his last breath.

"I'm going to crush your face to pieces, and smash your tender flesh into a hornet's nest!"

The general laughed "haha", raised his right foot, and stepped heavily on that pretty face.

A cold light flashed in Dugu Buqiu's eyes, and his thin body bounced up with unexpected speed and strength.

With a sound of "click", he concentrated all his strength and kicked the general's crotch hard with his right foot.

"Ah..." The general screamed, clutching his crotch and knelt down, but the steel nail on the glove pierced his inner thigh again.

He didn't care, rolled on the ground, howling like a wolf.

There was chaos.

No one could have imagined that the fight that everyone was looking forward to would come to an end in such a dramatic way.

There are also many people who bet on the general, shouting unconvinced, encouraging the general to get up and continue fighting.

But Dugu Buqiu did not violate the rules.

Just because one enters the arena, it doesn't matter life or death, as long as one can control the enemy, any means can be used.

Of course, poisoning and lime powder are not allowed.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the general lost because of carelessness and underestimation of the enemy.

Dugu Buqiu is not only treacherous, but also vicious.

Yue Da ran to the general and shouted, "One! Two! Three!"

The general didn't respond, he passed out from the pain.

Dugu Buqiu pursed his bright red lips, stood there lazily, and looked at everyone with cold eyes.

"I won!" he said, and spat out a mouthful of thick blood.

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