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"You are Chu Yang?"

"I heard that you won the championship of walking horses and galloping horses, and threatened to win the championship of wrestling?"

These two Mandarin sentences sound a little twisted, like they were spoken by someone who has not been in Chinese for a long time.

As soon as Chu Yang heard this, he subconsciously began to look at the person in front of him who spoke.

With his height of one meter eighty-two, he even had to raise his head when looking at this person.

Moreover, this person's physique is also a little exaggerated.

The man in front of him felt like a mountain.

Tall and big!

If it were someone else, Chu Yang might still praise a "good man".

But there was not much kindness in the other party's words, so he said unevenly.

"I said I wanted to win the wrestling match. How? You don't think I should say that? "

"Hmph!"

The man snorted coldly, but did not say anything more.

Instead, he turned around and walked towards a certain table.

Such an attitude made the audience in the live broadcast room very unhappy.

[What kind of person is this?] Come up is to question, after asking coldly snort and leave? 】

[Is this an inappropriate provocation?] Brother Chu, him! 】

[What for!] Brother Chu is a civilized person! I think this person must also participate in the wrestling match, and Brother Chu will give him a good look at the match when the time comes. 】

[Hmph! Dare to look at no one because of your physical advantage? Brother Chu doesn't beat you to cry, I'll take your last name! 】

【......】

The live broadcast has been watched for so long.

Except for the poachers, this person can make the audience angry.

The same goes for Di Li Gerba.

She looked at the man's back, and her little face turned red with anger.

"What a man, this is! So rude! "

Di Lireba's words sounded in her ears, and Chu Yang was about to open her mouth to ask her not to care about this kind of person.

But in the next second, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

At the table where the man was seated, he saw a group of people who had a relationship.

This group of people is the Mongolian people I met yesterday.

No wonder the man's Mandarin "seven eight zero" sounds twisted.

I thought it was a minority, but I didn't expect it to be Mongolian.

If it's Mongolian people, then it's quite reasonable.

The people of Mongolia inherently hate everyone in the steppe.

For him, the champion of horse racing, there is naturally targeted disgust.

Apparently.

This man came over just now, just to give Mawei.

Thinking of this, the corners of Chu Yang's mouth rose upward.

Things got interesting.

A Mongolian man dared to provoke him, the horse racing champion, at the Naadam Conference.

If this is a big deal, it will be exciting.

This person is either brainless, so he can't think of this.

Either they have enough confidence in their own strength and are not afraid of making a big deal at all.

On the contrary, if he really has strength, he still wants things to be big.

At that time, everyone present will pay attention to him.

In this case, if he can slam the champion of the horse race to the ground.

This is equivalent to hitting the Mongols in the face in front of a large audience.

If so, it's really a good calculation.

Thinking of this, Chu Yang suddenly sighed.

Although the abacus is good, it is a pity that the wrong person was chosen.

With this person's size, choosing others has a good chance of winning.

But he chose himself, which is the biggest mistake!

Greeting the banter or cold eyes of the Mongolians at this table, Chu Yang showed a bright smile.

Since you are so proactive, then I will go all out at that time.

......

The people of Mongolia were just a small episode for Chu Yang.

His focus now is to solve the problem of hunger.

Taking Di Li Gerba, he sat down at an empty table nearby.

As soon as I sat down, a staff member came over and asked.

"Brother Chu, what do you want to eat?"

Chu Yang thought for a while and said quickly.

"A bowl of haggis soup, buns and wheat and other things, you can help me match."

"Not too much, I'll be going to wrestling later, it's not good to eat too much."

The staff nodded and turned to look at Di Li Gerba.

"What would you like to eat?"

Di Li Gerba's brows furrowed, obviously still thinking about what had just happened.

However, hearing this, she still changed her normal expression.

"I also have a bowl of haggis soup, and then take two siu wheat, thank you."

"Okay, wait a minute, the food will be delivered immediately."

The staff went to prepare breakfast, and Di Li Gerba also returned to an angry expression.

Chu Yang looked at her bulging appearance, and also smiled and comforted.

"Okay, don't take what happened just now to heart."

"But the more I think about it, the more angry I get! That person is so rude! "

"Impolite person, you are useless to be angry, what we have to do is to teach him what politeness is."

"Teach him? How to teach? "

"Mo Yun was also rude at the beginning, didn't he also become polite later?"

Chu Yang's words that sounded unanswered the question, but it made Di Lireba's heart feel a little chilly.

How Mo Yun became polite, she knew it all.

Apparently.

Chu Yang was preparing to teach the person just now a lesson in the wrestling match.

Thinking of the scene where Mo Yun was held and fell to the ground, Di Li Gerba suddenly felt some sympathy for the rude person.

And the audience in the live broadcast room was also a little excited at this time.

[The first time I heard Brother Chu say such things, that person was going to be unlucky! ] 】

[I hope that person is strong, and don't cry on the stage.] 】

[Crying? If only I could still cry, I only hope that person bought insurance, otherwise he was dropped by Brother Chu, and whether he could live was still a problem. 】

[What's the matter, Brother Chu is not stupid, can he be guilty of taking human lives for this kind of person? ] 】

[Just kidding! ] I also know that Brother Chu has a measured hand. 】

[Don't worry. Since Brother Chu spoke, he would definitely give the other party the greatest blow within the rules. 】

[Can't help it, I really want to fast forward to the picture of Brother Chu and that person competing! ] 】

【......】

For the first time, Chu Yang took the initiative to teach a lesson.

The audience in the live broadcast room observed a second of silence for the rude person.

And at the same time.

The breakfast ordered by Chu Yang and Di Lireba has already been delivered.

It was the same staff member, but he had two more large trays in his hands.

Seeing this, Chu Yang quickly helped take the tray.

When the contents of the tray were placed on the table, the staff did not leave.

He pretended to clear the table, but whispered in his mouth.

"Brother Chu, I heard from others that people from Mongolia came to you to talk ruthlessly?"

For Mongolian people, Mongolian people are still very well distinguished.

The conversation between Chu Yang and that rude person was also normal to be heard by someone with a heart.

Facing the staff's inquiry, Chu Yang nodded with a smile.

"Yes, a very rude person."

The staff did not laugh, but said with some seriousness.

"Brother Chu, you have to be careful."

"I just inquired about it, and the person who spoke to you is a Mongolian wrestling champion."

"He came this time to sweep the players on the grassland."

"He is eyeing you, probably mainly because of your fame."

"Winning against a famous person is better than beating a hundred ordinary people."

Unexpectedly, the staff came to report the news.

For the concern of his own employees, Chu Yang also sincerely thanked him.

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll pay attention."

"What is there to thank for this! Brother Chu, you eat slowly, I'm going to get busy. "

The staff soon left, and Chu Yang also began to eat breakfast.

Seeing this, Di Lireba also picked up the spoon of haggis soup.

Of course she heard the previous conversation, but she was not prepared to say anything.

Mongolia's wrestling champion?

So what!

Unless this person is the champion who wrestled with the black bear, there is no threat to Chu Yang.

Since there is no threat, it is better to eat first.

Delicious haggis soup with soft and sweet roasted wheat.

This breakfast, Di Liba ate very satisfied. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Chu Yang is the same, the food is current, those bad things are temporarily left behind by him.

The breakfast brought by the staff was not too much.

If it's usual, Ken can finish it.

But for the wrestling match, he didn't eat it all.

Seeing Di Lireba's already empty plate, Chu Yang asked.

"Can you still eat?"

"Can't eat, it's already full!"

Di Li Gerba was not polite.

The haggis soup is very generous, and with two roasted wheat, it is already nine points full.

But the rest can't be wasted.

Chu Yang thought about it, anyway, the rest of the food was not dirty, nor was it touched with his hands.

In that case, let's send things back again.

But before he got up, there was suddenly an extra hand on the table, and he also took a bun.

Chu Yang looked up and found that the owner of this hand was Qing Gele.

He pushed the plate with the food towards the other person, and then said with a smile.

"Uncle Qinggele, you haven't even eaten breakfast yet?"

"There's no time to eat! Although the work on the stall is not troublesome, there are too many trivial things. "

"Then why are you free to eat now?"

Qingle casually glanced at the group of Mongolians who had left from the table.

Only then did he say with a smile.

"It's not that I heard that someone from Mongolia has found you, so I came to ask you."

After a while, the news reached Qinggele's ears.

Chu Yang secretly complained.

If it was ancient times, his family's ranch might have set up an intelligence agency.

He shook his head, leaving the mess behind him.

"What do you want to ask?"

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Qingle said with a smile.

"Ask if you have the confidence, that's Mongolia's wrestling champion."

"Although the people of Mongolia do not deal with the Mongols, in terms of strength, they are not bad."

Qinggele's tone was not as nervous as the previous staff.

After all, he witnessed with his own eyes the moment when Chu Yang hugged Mo Yun.

Just one sentence.

Unless the guy from Mongolia can also break the Mongolian horse, he won't worry at all.

Listening to Qing Gele's words, Chu Yang smiled again.

"Even Uncle Qinggele, you said that the strength of the people in Mongolia is not bad."

"If that's the case, then I'm going to take it seriously."

Qing Gele nodded, and then picked up another bun: 0

But before stuffing it into his mouth, he suddenly said in a serious tone.

"Start lightly, don't kill it."

Hearing this, Chu Yang replied with a smile.

"I don't have a hobby of eating prison food, don't worry, at most, I will break bones."

"Just break it, remember to fall a few more fractures to come out, I see these Mongols are too upset!"

"No problem, guaranteed to fall to your satisfaction."

"With your words, I am relieved. Okay, I'm busy, I'll come and cheer you on during the game. "

Qing Gele picked up all the last few buns on the table, and then turned and left here.

Looking at his back, the audience in the live broadcast room sighed.

[Come out where you fall a few more fractures, is this what the people on the steppe say?] 】

[It does sound scary.] But I can understand that, after all, Mongolian people have a deep grudge with Mongolian people. 】

[I have read the relevant literature, Mongolia prides itself on Mongolian orthodoxy, and often jumps to ridicule the Mongols as impure blood... Mongrels ... I think it's normal that Uncle Qingge Le can say such things. 】

[Listening to you say this, I feel that the fracture is light, if someone mocks me like this, it is not as simple as the fracture. ] 】

[It is said that the people of Mongolia are so disgusted, why do they still let them sit down and eat, and not drive them away?] 】

[You're stupid! If the Mongolian people are driven away, this group of self-proclaimed orthodox people will definitely use the problem to accuse the Mongols of inferior hospitality to Mongolia. 】

[Good guy, what you said makes sense, you have been taught, it seems that you have to think carefully before doing things. ] 】

【......】

You can't drive out the people of Mongolia, you can only find a place elsewhere.

At present, the best opportunity is a wrestling match, and the pressure has returned to Chu Yang.

Of course.

The audience in the live broadcast room firmly believed that Chu Yang could win, so they were not too worried.

And Chu Yang also stood up from the table after watching Uncle Qinggelle go away.

Looking at Di Lireba, who also stood up, he pointed to the south and said.

"Remember the location of yesterday's celebration banquet?"

"The venue of the wrestling tournament is further south of the celebration banquet."

Di Li Gerba nodded.

"Then let's go."

"Hmm."

......

It took less than five minutes to walk from the booth to the playing field.

Here we got to the playing field.

The most striking thing is the shirtless men.

In fact, these men are not really shirtless.

They were just wearing wrestling-specific shoulders and covered backs, but their chests and belly were not blocked.

Looking at this contestant who is larger than a size, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room gradually became warm.

[There are so many people! As far as the players that can be seen so far, there are four or five hundred people. 】

【Hormones! Thick male hormones! 】

[These are men, can those traffic stars of the sissy cannon die?] 】

[I have a doubt, how do these people look fatter than the other?] 】

[I also want to ask, I am fat, I don't feel good. ] 】

[Fatty meat? It should be the fat wrapped muscle! 】

【Fat wrapped muscle? What is that? 】

[Is there muscle under the fat, can't you understand it so simple?] 】

[4.0 still don't understand, such a figure, can you really wrestle? ] 】

【......】

Mongolian wrestling, the audience does not have much contact.

Therefore, they do not quite understand why these players are fatter than the other.

Di Li Gerba didn't understand either.

She leaned towards Chu Yang, and then asked in a low voice.

"Chu Yang, I feel that these players are a little fat."

"Wrestling is supposed to be a strenuous exercise, right? It stands to reason that there will be no fat people. "

Chu Yang was looking at these players in front of him.

Hearing this, he did not turn his head, but he did not forget to explain.

"These people are not fat, but fat wrapped muscle, that is, fat wrapped around muscle."

"This is a specially trained body, and its main purpose is to resist falling."

"Look over there."

Chu Yang explained, and suddenly pointed not far away.

Di Li Gerba looked in the direction of her finger and soon saw two competitors practicing against each other.

At the moment she looked over, one of the contestants suddenly exerted her strength and threw the other player firmly to the ground.

This kind of unprotected and full back landing on the ground should logically cause great damage.

But the contestant who was thrown to the ground stood up like a nobody.

Patting the dust on his butt, the player joined the sparring again.

Seeing these pictures just now, Di Lireba suddenly realized.

"No wonder the players are fatter than the other, and while ensuring strength, using fat to relieve the impact is indeed a good method."

"In this way, you can avoid a lot of damage in actual combat."

Chu Yang nodded and was about to continue saying something.

But at this time, a scream suddenly came out on the left.

He looked at the voice.

I saw someone on the ground wailing in pain, and next to this man stood the impolite Mongol from before.

He still had a cruel smile on his face.