Chapter 184 A Guide to the Evaluation of Customs in the Great Zhou Dynasty
Dazhou's sumo is slightly different from the Japanese sumo that Ning Yan knows. The kicking skills and various wrestling and boxing techniques are very interesting to watch.
The same is true for women's sumo wrestling. The best among them are extremely professional, and the top group are organized. They are required to come from a good family and be able to perform in front of the court. They are called nakshasa.
In layman's terms, it is equivalent to a professional player registered in the Big Zhou League.
And the stunts they use, such as the Yuhuan Step and the Mandarin Duck Kick, are naturally similar to the Marseille slalom, Sam Goad, blind monk r-dodge kick, etc., and they win a round of applause every time they perform them.
Of course, the entry fee for such a master is very high, so you can't see it here. But then again, who would come to a small tent like this to watch it?
It just seems unseemly.
This is the first time Ning Yan has been to a place like this. In the past, he was short of money and couldn't afford to go to Goulan Washe, but now he finally got the chance.
Huh, later I must make a sharp comment on Dazhou’s unhealthy tendencies from a critical perspective!
After paying the money, he followed Wu Qing into the small tent. What hit his face was a complex smell of sweat, wine and cheap powder. Fortunately, with his current cultivation level, he would not be dizzy.<
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Walking further inside, all the scenes in the tent were revealed in front of him. The place didn't look big from the outside, but it was a strange place inside. In addition to the ring area simply circled with bamboo strips and white rope, and the gambling table for the audience to place bets,
There is a rest area for sumo wrestlers and a drinking area selling food and drinks.
The men and women surrounding the ring were cheering for the players they supported. The loud noise made Ning Yan's ears hurt. But when he saw Wu Qing and Lu Heng next to him who were already in the state, he didn't want to show any timidity and patiently looked at each other.
Flutter.
The battle on the ring is now approaching a fever pitch. The contestants on both sides are folk experts, called Luqi people in the jargon. They are slightly inferior to the others in terms of skills, but they are better because they have handsome faces and cool clothes, wearing only two pieces of white cloth.
Covering the upper and lower vital parts, the rest is exposed, and the white flowers are dazzling for everyone to see.
In order to attract the audience, these Luqi people will occasionally apply some highly volatile aromatic powder and essential oil on their bodies. On the one hand, it can make their bodies more slippery and avoid being captured. On the other hand, after applying the incense, they will smell good when fighting.
Being dripping with sweat makes the smelly men in the audience even more excited.
The effect was remarkable and the box office sold out like crazy.
Ning Yan thought this was just a side show at first, but after watching it for a while, he realized that the reason why women's sumo is so popular is not so superficial.
Take these two players as an example. They both advance and retreat in a well-organized manner. At first glance, they are the masters of training. During the fight, they throw, catch, pull, and use various techniques at their fingertips. When the waist and horse are combined, the plate is extremely stable. Apart from strength and cultivation,
It's a bit weaker, but it's already considered the king of passers-by among amateur players.
Coupled with the sudden glimpses of spring during the fight, the strong visual impact makes people's blood swell, and they can't wait to go up and compete with them in person.
After giving up, Wu Qing tilted his lips and said: "How about it, you're not in the wrong place."
Ning Yan, like a good-for-nothing Chu brother, nodded repeatedly: "It's an eye-opener."
"Hey, this is the territory of Nan'an Temple after all. Even if you pay the stall fee, you don't dare to go too far. There are even bigger ones in Bianjing."
Ning Yan was speechless after hearing this. This scene was almost forbidden. Is there anything bigger?
Is it possible that CG was defeated?
"Old Wu, I knew you were my friend the first time I saw you."
"Go, go, come less." Wu Qing scolded with a smile: "It's time to go, let's go back."
"Don't worry, let's wait and see!"
Ning Yan looked at the center of the field attentively. At this moment, another young woman appeared on the ring, and it seemed that the next competition was about to take place.
The strange thing is that her clothes are very different from those of the sumo wrestlers in the tent. She has a narrow-sleeved shirt with gold belt and riding boots. Her skin is not as fair and delicate as that of the Dazhou women. Her long hair is braided into bundles of fine braids and falls down casually. She has an extraordinary heroic spirit.
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As soon as the woman took the stage, she pointed at the contestant who had just won and said arrogantly: "I will fight with you!"
However, the class leader in the audience couldn't sit still. He was afraid of running into someone who wanted to kick the club, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Noble man, please don't joke, this... this is against the rules."
The rest of the guests were just watching the fun and didn't mind the big deal, and they all shouted: "What's wrong with the rules? If someone is willing to fight for free, let her fight."
"What if we don't let her hit us?"
"Maybe someone doesn't know how to do sumo wrestling and just comes here to have fun. Don't be afraid!"
The woman seemed to enjoy the feeling of being in the spotlight. She raised her chin slightly and said, "I won't let you suffer. If you let her fight me, I will give you money. Cui Yan!"
Suddenly, a young man in blue clothes dressed as a warrior walked out of the crowd. He had a straight mouth and a tiger-like face. He looked doting on the woman's willfulness. Without saying a word, he took out an ingot of gold and threw it at the class leader. p>
At this moment, Ning Yan suddenly noticed that Lu Heng's aura beside him was confused, and he pressed his hood firmly and did not dare to raise his head.
"What's wrong?"
"Sir, that man is the only son of Cui Pingshan, the leader of the Sihai Cao Clan, with a sixth-level cultivation level and backed by wolf Cui Yan! He recognizes me!"
On the other side, the team leader weighed the gold ingot, immediately changed his face, and discussed in a low voice: "Hei Sanniang, can you still fight?"
The sumo wrestler known as Black Sanniang let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from her head, and moved slightly. Even though she knew very well that her physical strength would not last long, and she might still be able to survive if she lost.
It will affect future appearance fees, but the other party gave too much.
"Then I get half the points."
"It's done!"
Both sides stood on the ring, and Cui Yan couldn't help but expressed concern in the audience: "Girl Yi Lian, please don't hurt yourself."
But the girl didn't take this trick and snorted coldly: "Don't think that my Yi Lian Zhen class will be as weak as you southern girls!"
As soon as these words of hatred came out, the trend in the stadium suddenly changed. Many people immediately changed the wall to support the local players: "Hei Sanniang, teach her a lesson!"
"Damn it, the barbarians from the north still dare to look down on us Da Zhou?! Take off her clothes!"
When Cui Yan heard these filthy words, a cold light flashed through his eyes, and he unscrupulously exuded the aura of a sixth-grade warrior. He ignored his position as a great Zhou man and suppressed the others with his own strength.
Speak.
The smell of gunpowder in the field became stronger and stronger, and Hei Sanniang also regretted taking on this competition, but now she was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off. Seeing her nervous expression, Yilianzhenban said: "Don't say that I bullied you, this time
If we compete with each other, I will reduce my cultivation to the same level as yours, so just come over."
Hei Sanniang gritted her teeth and cupped her hands: "Please enlighten me."
As soon as the gong sounded, the competition officially began. Yi Lian Zhen Ben stepped forward and relaxed his shoulders, his palms stretched up and down. As she said, the surging blood gradually calmed down.
Ning Yan always felt familiar when he saw her method of transporting energy and blood, but Yan Yan's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Babu Beast Blood Skill! She is from the Golden Family!"