"Is that what you want to do in a wrestling match?"
When the three of them found the organizing office of the Naadam Conference and Liu Dong applied to participate in the wrestling competition as a foreigner, a strong Mongolian man in his forties, wearing a Mongolian robe, walked out of the room.
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After first looking Liu Dong up and down, a trace of undisguised contempt appeared on his big, rough face that was shaped like a Chinese character and was 'damaged' by the wind and sand and the hot sunshine on the grassland.
"Yes, it's me!"
Facing the unfriendly eyes of the other party, Liu Dong nodded calmly, not too angry in his heart. When he came back, he had already expected such a result.
"Boy, I advise you not to go in and seek death. With your small physique, apart from being able to deal with a few ruffians, if you want to participate in a wrestling competition, you should go back and practice for four or five years! Maybe then
, you still have some chance!" The big man laughed without reservation.
"Practice for four or five years?" Liu Dong shook his head slightly, "It's just to deal with a few stupid wrestlers. Why does it take four or five years? Now I am enough to knock them all down!"
"Are all you Chinese as arrogant as Liu Dong?"
Wurigaowa, who was standing aside, frowned and whispered in her boyfriend's ear.
Although she couldn't stand Bachulun's bullying of her boyfriend earlier, as a Mongolian, she couldn't stand Liu Dong's contempt for her country's most proud sport.
"No, don't you think I'm easy to talk to?"
Although Chen Qing supports Liu Dong in her heart, she can't help but feel short-tempered when facing her girlfriend at this moment.
Not to mention the debate between the two because of Liu Dong. At this moment, the Mongolian man also had a look of anger on his face because of Liu Dong's arrogant attitude.
"Originally, it's for your own good. Since you are so ignorant, I won't stop you from seeking death. However, before that, let me weigh your strength to see if you are just talking nonsense, or if you really have some ability.
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"Does that mean if I defeat you, I can participate in the wrestling competition?" Liu Dong said directly after nodding indifferently.
"Of course!" the Mongolian man said angrily.
"Okay then. Come on!"
Seeing Liu Dongsong slouching, he didn't look like he was ready to fight at all. The face of the big Mongolian man became even more angry. However, although he looked down on the Chinese, especially the young Chinese in front of him, he still had a loyal heart and did not want to
A sneak attack, or some kind of conspiracy.
"Get ready, I'm going to attack!" the Mongolian man reminded patiently.
"Then come on!"
Although he somewhat admired the Mongolian man's upright attitude, Liu Dong's only change from before was that he put his hands behind his back flat on his trousers.
Compared to his opponent, who had his feet spread apart, his arms spread out in an inverted 'eight' shape, his fingers spread out, his knees bent and his center of gravity lowered, as if he was a tiger descending from a mountain, Liu Dong didn't look like he was about to engage in wrestling right away.
Hands, it's more like chatting and spanking with someone!
Seeing that he didn't take him seriously at all, the Mongolian man was angry and did not hesitate anymore. After the tiger roared, his strong thighs suddenly burst out with powerful force, pushing the tall and strong Mongolian man, his hands were lightning
Grab Liu Dong's shoulders!
Wrestling is recognized as the earliest competitive sport in the world. There are written records of wrestling in ancient civilizations in Greece, Egypt, China, Japan and other countries.
At the same time, wrestling is also divided into two types: Greco-Roman wrestling and freestyle wrestling.
Greco-Roman wrestling and free-style wrestling are collectively known as international wrestling in the world. They are an Olympic event. Greco-Roman wrestling cannot hold the opponent's legs or use legs to trip or attack the opponent with hooks. It can only use upper body skills to knock the opponent down.
, you can attack the opponent with your hands or legs in freestyle. In Mongolian wrestling, you cannot touch the opponent's lower limbs with your hands. There is a leather wrestling suit. You only need to knock the opponent's part above the knee joint to the ground to win!
Therefore, Mongolian wrestling is more inclined to classical wrestling. Therefore, the Mongolian man mainly attacks Liu Dong's upper body from the beginning.
Moreover, Liu Dong's physique did not look like that of a wrestling master. Therefore, the Mongolian man prepared to grab him and throw him away.
But most things in the world are often not as expected.
The Mongolian man easily grabbed Liu Dong's shoulders!
"It's over!"
Seeing this, Chen Qing, who had these two words in his mind, couldn't help but close his eyes. He didn't want to see the good friend he just met being thrown out in embarrassment.
However, to his surprise, after waiting for a long time, except for the sound of heavy breathing, he did not hear the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground around him.
"It's so hard...!"
Chen Qing, who was moved in his heart, quickly opened his eyes and looked towards the field, but when he saw it, he was completely stunned.
I saw that the Mongolian man who was taller and stronger than Liu Dong was still holding Liu Dong's shoulders with both hands, but no matter how hard he tried, even the big Chinese character's face was already red from holding it back, and the grass under his feet was
He also stepped on shallow pits due to excessive force, but he just couldn't shake Liu Dong's seemingly thin body.
It looked motionless, as if it was no longer a simple human body, but more like a fine steel pillar deeply embedded in the ground.
"Since you have run out of skills, it's my turn now!"
Hearing this, looking at Liu Dong's indifferent expression, the Mongolian man was instinctively startled. He knew that he was no match for him, so he wanted to retreat and stop his defense. But before he could make any move, he felt his arms being clamped by a pair of irons.
He grabbed it with his big, pincer-like hands, and then an almost irresistible force surged from it. In an instant, he felt that he could not control his body and was thrown away by the opponent.
"boom……!"
Accompanied by a thick impact, the Mongolian man was almost completely thrown away by Liu Dong for two to three meters. He fell to the grass and rolled several times before finally stopping.
Fortunately, there was soft grass here, and Liu Dong also liked his aboveboard attitude before taking action, so the attack was relatively light.
Therefore, the big Mongolian man seemed to have fallen into a panic, but he was not seriously injured.
"******,Are you OK?"
The people who were just standing aside to watch the excitement could not hide their shock and anger and quickly ran over to help the Mongolian man who fell on the ground.
"Bah, don't worry, I'm fine!"
After spitting out the grass clippings in his mouth, the big Mongolian man shook his head.
Then he broke away from his companion's support and strode to Liu Dong. After giving him a complicated look, he extended his right hand to Liu Dong and said, "You win!"
"You are awesome too!"
Although the Mongolian man named **** had a bad attitude before, his character, especially his respect for the strong, made Liu Dong feel that although these upright Mongolian men were sometimes annoying, many of them
Sometimes they also have a good side.
"Thank you, but I'm old!"
After shaking hands with Liu Dong, ****** showed a wry smile on his face.
When he was young, he used to be a top player at the 'National Lion' level in the Naadam Wrestling Competition. But after all, time is not forgiving. At the age of 40, he has already gone downhill, both physically and technically, especially in
The strength, stamina, and reflexes have deteriorated too much.
Otherwise, he would not leave his beloved stadium and come to this competition organizing committee to spend time.
"However, don't think that if you beat me, you can easily win the next competition. The number of people participating in the Naadam Conference wrestling competition this year has doubled compared with previous years. There are 1,024 wrestling masters competing on the same stage. Many of them are better than me.
times the masters, their strength is stronger!"
When talking about the wrestling competition, ******'s face showed a trace of nostalgia and pride.
"I know, but this time I came here just to meet the Mongolian wrestling masters! Let's learn from each other, and then we can make progress together!" Because of ******'s good attitude, Liu Dong's words naturally followed suit.
Soften down.
There is a saying: reach out and don’t hit the smiling person.
"Well, come with me and I'll handle the procedures for you!"
After nodding, Liu Dong followed ****** into the office next to him.
With the help of ***, the procedure was completed quickly. However, when changing clothes at the end, Liu Dong couldn't help but frown.
It was fine to have his arms wrapped up in cowhide, but he really couldn't imagine how "beautiful" it would be to be naked, wearing only briefs and boots, wrestling with a bunch of strong Mongolian men in public.
A scene. If my friends, Wang Qiang and others knew about it, how would they make fun of me in the future?
Thinking of this situation, Liu Dong shuddered in his heart and shook his head firmly towards ***.
"I can cheat on my upper body, but I can't cheat on my lower body!"
Looking at Liu Dong's gray hiking shoes, slim-fitting dark blue jeans, and a belt two fingers wide around his waist, *** advised: "If you really wear these, you will be better at wrestling."
If you suffer a loss, your opponent can easily grab your belt and defeat you!"
"It doesn't matter, I won't give them any chance!" Liu Dongxin said.
"You!" ********* was furious for a while, but looking at the firm look on Liu Dong's face, he knew that he couldn't convince him, "In that case, then just wear it like this, otherwise you will be defeated by others.
, don’t say I didn’t remind you!”
"of course not!"
Although ****** looked at him with a bad face at the moment, Liu Dong was still grateful for his reminder.
And the more contact he has, the more he can feel the kind heart under the savage appearance of this Mongolian man. Of course, if you want to feel the goodness of the other person, you must first gain their respect, and respect is the easiest to obtain.
The only way is to defeat him.
ps: Thanks to the book friends 'Seraph of Pain' (two pieces), 'Spiritual Wings' and 'Lone Wolf Watching the Sky' for their monthly support, as well as the book friends 'Feitian Huanwu', 'Baby Panda' and 'Xiaoyaoyizizai117' for their rewards