Shortly after the Emperor and Inagawakai high-level officials entered Sangoji Temple, the host announced that tourists queuing in front of the temple could enter the temple for free. However, only a thousand people could be intercepted, and those behind had to wait until the first game was over.
Watching the tourists in front excitedly enter the temple, the people behind were inevitably a little anxious and disappointed, but considering the big shots in the temple, the commotion quickly disappeared before it arose.
Not long after, the temple door slammed shut. About twenty minutes later, thunderous cheers started to sound inside, and they came one after another, including silence, roars, and occasional screams of excitement. Waves of cheers.
A burst of sound echoed over the temple and spread clearly throughout the surrounding mountainous areas, showing the excitement of the competition and tugging at the heartstrings of the tourists down the mountain.
Fortunately, the noisy cheers only lasted for less than ten minutes. With the ear-splitting roar, the first game came to an end!
The anxiously waiting passengers in front immediately became energetic and packed their belongings, waiting for the host's invitation.
About ten minutes later, the temple door opened again, and the first group of tourists were invited out. On the way down the mountain, they were still talking about the fighting situation.
In this way, the first group of tourists left, the second group of tourists entered, and the cycle started again. After a full two hours, the fourth game ended, and Di Cheng and others, the last group of tourists, had the opportunity to enter the temple.
The Triangle Temple is built on the mountain. Its scale is four to five times larger than imagined. It is divided into three floors from bottom to top, with tile houses and palaces scattered throughout. It seems chaotic and dense, but it is covered by lush ancient trees and green branches.
Incense is lingering, Buddhist chants are chanted, and spring water drips. The entire temple is filled with tranquility and peace, as if you are in an ancient temple in the forest, making people feel calm involuntarily.
Di Cheng and others mixed in with the crowd and walked along the gravel road to the top of the mountain under the guidance of the monks. Along the way, they carefully observed the temple's deployment and defense situation, and silently perfected the evacuation route in their minds.
Ten minutes later, the crowd arrived at a cave in the upper part of the temple. An earthen square platform with a diameter of about five meters was located in the center of the cave, with a circle surrounded by linen ropes. This was the venue for the sumo wrestling competition.
A fat man about two meters tall and weighing three to four hundred pounds was squatting in the corner of the field, doing simple warm-up exercises.
Not far from the site, directly in front of the cave is a simple and elegant wooden house. The emperor in gorgeous clothes is sitting inside. Twelve geishas are sitting around, serving respectfully like maids. Several high-level leaders of the Inagawa Society
He sat on both sides of the cabin, quietly watching the game on the field.
The viewing platform is circular and surrounds the venue, one layer at a time, rising successively, enough to accommodate a thousand people sitting together.
"That's Ishida Hongmu!" In the highest auditorium, Wulong pointed at the relatively whiter sumo wrestler in the field and introduced him to Di Cheng.
"Yes." Di Cheng nodded simply, but his attention was more focused on the twelve geishas. The wide kimonos were scattered around, the body leaned forward slightly, and the head hung deeply, keeping the same posture.
The pose showed almost no signs of movement, just like twelve heavily made-up sculptures sitting there.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the more I stare and observe, the more dangerous a feeling fills my heart. Because the postures of these geishas don’t have any softness at all. Instead, they are more like lying female leopards, waiting.
Watching the prey approach, waiting for the opportunity to suddenly intercept!
Thunder Girl? This weird name suddenly appeared in Di Cheng's mind. Is it because of her temper? Or because of her attack method?
What kind of strength is this woman?!
After a long time, Di Cheng's lips moved and he said in a small voice: "Meiyan, keep an eye on that woman. If you have a chance, destroy these twelve geishas!"
"Yeah." Mei Yan nodded in agreement.
Each sumo match is measured in seconds, and usually the fight ends quickly. However, the rituals performed by the players before the start of the match are complicated, including preparation, getting up, drinking water, and spreading salt, which is very impressive.
After the tedious ceremony, the two sumo wrestlers turned around as usual and crouched in the field like toads, leaning forward and glaring at each other coldly.
Just a moment later, following the referee's order, the sumo wrestlers who were ready to go suddenly rose up, like two huge meat bombs colliding hard, with waves of fat all over their bodies swaying, symbolizing the strength of their strength.
surge.
Bang bang bang! Ishida Hongmu stomps on the ground and charges forward against the opponent.
But with a roar, the opponent's footsteps violently twisted the ground, and his body silently moved to the side, slamming him out. However, Ishida Hongmu was very experienced, so he just shook a few steps and immediately stopped without even looking.
Look, without stopping, the huge body suddenly turned back and hugged the waist of the person behind him.
Roar!! His eyes widened, his expression ferocious, a roar shook the whole place, and his whole body surged with strength, sending his opponent flying into the air with all his might, and then suddenly smashed him against the ground.
Wow!!! The ear-splitting cheers rang out loudly. The audience sitting cross-legged could not help but jump up. The girls around Di Cheng even flushed with excitement and screamed.
However, the match was not over yet. The sumo wrestler who fell to the ground rolled around on the spot and bounced up like a running rhinoceros. After two steps, he slammed into Ishida Hongmu. His body collided, his limbs tumbled, and he was so powerful.
With violent impact, the two men were like wild beasts, entangled and colliding in the ring, causing loud cheers from the audience. Even the emperor in the wooden house and the leaders of the Inagawa Society outside the house also applauded.
Although sumo wrestlers are extremely obese and look bloated and clumsy, they actually have super balance ability, quick movement, strong strength, and a shocking sense of power in attack.
"If the specifications of the game hadn't restricted their performance, this game would have been ten times more exciting." Yu Xiaotian casually speculated while admiring the game on the field.
Wu Longdao: "After all, a competitive match is a competition. Kneel down and watch, not fight. In fact, if Ishida Hongmu is put in the death fighting arena, he may also be a king with hundreds of consecutive victories. But don't underestimate him.
On the field, he is a sumo wrestler who follows the rules of the game, but in private, the blood on his hands is no less than that of some of Tianmen's generals. He is one of the killing machines of the Inagawa Society! Be careful!"
Roar!! A muffled roar suddenly exploded, and everyone looked intently, just in time to witness Ishida Hongmu's wild impact, which knocked the opponent who was also charging forward violently into the air, and was smashed miserably amidst the exclamations of the entire audience.
To the audience below the stage.
"Ah!!" Ishida Hongmu violently shook his arms and shouted loudly, his expression extremely arrogant, showing his bloody side.
Five games in a row, five wins in a row, including three at the Sekiwaki level and two at the Ozeki level. A perfect ending, a perfect retirement match, bang bang bang! Everyone stood up one after another, cheering for their martial arts god, and for Ishida Hongmu's
Cheers for a complete victory.
What followed was a series of tedious procedures. The retirement ceremony that should have been led by the host was replaced by the emperor himself. The audience on and off the stage all bowed and saluted with respectful and solemn expressions, which was regarded as a farewell to their god of war.
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After half an hour of tedious etiquette, Ishida Hongmu officially announced his retirement. The game was over. Everyone dispersed. Di Cheng and others followed the flow of people and returned along the same route they came in. But no one was there.
I noticed that as the flow of people "surges" outward, some people disappear silently, avoiding all eyes, and scatter into the depths of the temple.
First Yaya, then Meiyan, and finally Di Cheng. One emperor and two ghosts, the three peak powerhouses, like three demons from hell, curled up quietly, but the bloodthirsty gasps spread out silently.
, tightly wrapping the entire temple.
Wu Long took Yu Xiaotian and Annie to leave the temple, but they did not leave there, but separated one by one. Annie went to contact the intelligence agent of the Qianmu Army to prepare for response and other related matters. Yu Xiaotian lurked at the foot of the mountain, ready to respond at any time.
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Wu Longze ran all the way, rushing through the forest, rushed to the nearby hilltop, found the package that Qianmu troops had hidden in advance, placed the gun body parts inside in order, and then quickly assembled it.
Soon, the W03 12.7mm heavy-duty sniper rifle with a range of two thousand meters took shape. The 1002mm long barrel pointed directly at the Triangle Temple a thousand meters away. Wu Long took a deep breath, adjusted his position, and then lay down on the top of the mountain, silently.
Restless, waiting for night to fall.
When it comes to pure marksmanship, he dare not boast of being number one, but compared to heavy weapons, especially heavy sniper rifles, he is qualified enough to claim to be the number one in the Chinese military!
Di Cheng chose to bring Wu Long to Japan, firstly because of his various experiences in Japan, and secondly because of his understanding of the control of firearms and weapons. After all, this place is different from China, and there will definitely be no shortage of firearms confrontations!
Wulong's battlefield is tonight!
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