Qin Emperor Ziying

Chapter 189 Unbearable
Although Ziying was in a good mood, he was not without anger. He didn't intend to attract too much attention when he came to the Dongou tribe. He quietly investigated the cause of Dongou Lord's death and who was preventing Dongou from joining the Qin army.

However, he couldn't bear so many rumors.

If you can bear it, you can bear it, if you can't bear it, then you don't need to bear it anymore!

"Since you want to loosen your muscles so much, then I accept your challenge." Ziying said calmly, as if the object of Bazaar's challenge was not him.

"My lord..." Zou Ling grabbed Ziying's arm, and said these two words with a pleading expression on his face. Ziying knew that she was worried about his injury, and hoped that he could refuse this challenge.

"Look here obediently, I promise to save his life." Ziying squeezed Zou Ling's face, and comforted him with a smile: "Wait a moment, I'll come as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, he said to Bazaar: "Let's make a move, I'm in a hurry."

Ziying's actions just now made the Huaichun youths in the tribe feel heartbroken as if they were bleeding. This foreign butcher actually touched the princess's face, and what made them even more heartbroken was that Her Royal Highness didn't have the slightest sympathy. dodge.

"Bazaar teach this ignorant boy a lesson!" A young man couldn't help shouting.

"If you destroy this arrogant guy, I will immediately give you the treasured sword left by my father." The person who said this was the son of a tribal master, and the treasured sword passed down by his father has always been Coveted by Bazaar.

"Baza, if you win, we will all admit that you are the number one warrior of the Yue people!" More teenagers said so.

Hearing the encouragement from the Yueren teenagers, Bazaar's blood surged even more.

With a loud roar of "Aw...", he swung his iron fist and rushed towards Ziying, while the surrounding Yue people also hurriedly gave up an open space for the two of them.

It can be seen that this bazaar's style of play does not have many moves at all, and it relies entirely on brute force.

Ziying intends to try the strength of the bazaar first. You must know that the Mohist martial arts are ever-changing, but the soft can overcome the strong. The soft is like a weak willow supporting the wind and dances with the wind.

Immediately, he unleashed a powerful boxing technique, put all the strength of his body on the right fist, leaned forward slightly, and swung his unreserved punch like a hammer.

"Overestimate one's strength!" This was Feng Yu's judgment after seeing Ziying's movements, he knew how powerful Baza's fist was, and it could smash the skull of a hungry wolf.

Ziying used his own fist to meet Bazaar's iron fist, presumably he would end up with broken bones and tendons.

The rest of the onlookers gloated over Ziying's care.

"This kid's arm is probably useless." The princess would not like a man without arms.

The sound of "哐..." sounded like the clash of gold and iron, and came from the fight between the two.

Everyone looked at the battle situation with fixed eyes, and suddenly couldn't believe their eyes.

Ziying was pushed back about half a meter by this huge force, drawing a parallel gully on the soft ground.

Baza on the opposite side actually took two steps back under one blow before stabilizing his body.

In Yue Ren's eyes, this scene was clearly a fight between the two of them competing for strength, and Baza was actually at a disadvantage.

This result caused the Yue people to look at Ziying with a bit of awe. They really couldn't believe that such a beast-like power was hidden in Ziying's seemingly weak body.

The people of Yue lived in the mountains and forests all year round, and their awe of the brave had already been deeply rooted in their bones. There was so much hostility before, one was because of the closeness between Zou Ling and him, and the main reason was that the seemingly weak Ziying was not worthy of this The strength of tenderness.

However, Ziying proved his strength with a head-to-head blow with Bazaar.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but think of Ziying's record that Feng Yu mentioned earlier.

With such strength, maybe he could really rescue Princess Zou Ling from the siege of dozens of black silk guards.

And Ziying also understood Baza's strength through this blow, in terms of brute force, Baza's strength is definitely the most stalwart person he has ever met.

If I hadn't transmitted most of the strength through my feet to the ground in time, whether I could stand up or not is another matter.

Even so, Ziying's blood was churning under this blow, and the scabbed wound on his back also oozes blood beads again.

Fortunately, seeing that Ziying was able to catch his fist, Baza was a little dazed for a while.This gave Ziying a few breaths to calm down.

After being stunned for a while, an extremely excited expression suddenly appeared on Bazaar's face, and he slammed down on his chest a few times like a gorilla.

With a long roar, he swung his fist again and rushed towards Ziying.

Ziying could tell that this punch was more forceful than the one he had received earlier, it was obvious that Bazaar used at most [-]% of his force just now.

It seemed calm and calm, but Ziying's punch just now was barely parrying, so naturally he didn't dare to continue to block it.

Just when everyone was looking forward to the next duel, Ziying's body suddenly became erratic.

Baza's blow with all his strength missed the target, hitting the empty space.

This is exactly the agility of Mozi's sword technique that Ziying used when fighting the black silk guards.

Its pace is slow and fast, and it moves freely.The direction of the next step is completely determined by the heart, and it is difficult for Ziying himself to predict, not to mention the lack of a stringed bazaar in the head.

As a result, the style of the duel on the field changed drastically.

Baza's fierce iron fist could even touch a corner of Ziying's clothes.

On the contrary, Ziying kept jumping and moving in the arena, which was more like playing around than Bazaar.

However, because Ziying and Bazaar were evenly matched and even slightly won a duel, the Yue people naturally did not think that Ziying was a coward who dared not confront Bazaar head-on.

Moreover, being able to easily dodge every time under Bazaar's fierce fist wind has already demonstrated Ziying's strength.

Baza punched and punched with all his strength, and he was a little out of breath after a while.

Seeing that Bazaar was already exhausted, Ziying also started to fight back, but every blow was hit when Bazaar was exhausted, and even went directly in the direction of Bazaar's strength.

With Ziying's counterattack, the offensive and defensive attitude on the field changed immediately.

Baza's fists didn't touch Ziying's clothes at all, and every time he attacked, Ziying always seized the opportunity and got punched and half kicked.

Gradually, Bazaar also learned to be good, and began to stop punching in a daze, but put his arms on his chest in a defensive posture.

However, when Bazaar retreated, Ziying's attacking style immediately changed again.

The originally erratic figure suddenly became clear. Before Baza could react, punches and kicks rained down on Baza.

(End of this chapter)