At this moment, Du He suddenly took off his outer coat.
Only then did everyone see that his upper body was actually wearing four huge iron plates. The iron plates looked rough, but their shapes were modified according to his figure. After wearing them, apart from adding weight, they would not cause any problems.
Any inconvenience.
Du He patted the iron plate.
Bang bang bang.
It made a muffled sound.
He pointed at Su Wo Ya Zi and said: "Su Wo Ya Zi, come on, let you see my young master's invincible armor!"
Everyone fainted.
Do you have the nerve to call it armor?
You just have a few big iron plates, right?
Although iron is used less in this era and its price is high, it does not mean that everyone has not seen it before!
"idiot!"
Su Woyazi was furious.
He attacked again.
He raised his long knife and rushed towards Du He.
Du He held a wooden stick and stood motionless.
Seeing that the long knife was about to get close to Du He, ugh.
when.
The long knife flew towards Du He again, and Wenwen dad stuck to the iron plate.
At this moment, Su Woya's foot slipped again.
Plop.
Still tripped by the half of the wooden stick, still in the same posture, he knelt in front of Du He again.
The posture is exactly the same.
"Wow……"
Everyone's eyes widened again.
…
Snapped.
Off stage.
The real Su Wo slapped his teeth on the pillar next to him and said angrily: "What's going on? Is Beichen crazy? He actually knelt down to Du He again? Is he a spy sent by Du He?"
Panasonic Xia Cui said: "Prince, please calm down, I just saw that it was Beichen who stepped on the wooden stick just now!"
"Is he a stupid donkey? Even I can see that stick clearly. As one of the most powerful warriors in Japan, how could he not see it!"
…
In Su Wo Yazi's third attack, the sword was finally not sucked away by Du He. However, when he was five steps away from Du He, he tripped over a palm-thick bump on the floor of the arena, and then
Feeling that his right hand was not in control, the long knife in his hand suddenly fell off and flew into the sky. Before he could react, his legs softened and he fell to the ground like a dog eating shit. Then, the long knife that flew into the air fell straight down.
Insert it into his butt.
"Ouch..."
Suddenly, Suwa Yazi let out a scream.
…
The fourth time, he finally got close to Du He. He held the long knife in both hands and was careful not to be sucked away by Du He. The long knife was indeed caught, but he was too focused, and Du He caught the opportunity and held half of it.
The wooden stick hit him hard on the forehead, and a fist-sized bump suddenly appeared on his forehead.
…
the fifth time……
the sixth time……
…
Time and time again, Suwa Yazi always made mistakes and made a fool of himself.
"Ha ha……"
The audience burst into bursts of laughter.
"This is not a life-and-death contest, it's just a show!"
"Wonderful!"
"Prince Su Wo Yazi of Japan behaved very well. Of course, the Duke of Huyi County is also very good!"
"so fun……"
If it weren't for the lack of time, many people would have gone to make friends.
Hou Junji said: "I have been on the battlefield for decades, but this is the first time I have seen such a funny competition!"
Li Daozong said: "I have led troops in wars for many years, and have seen various martial arts competitions. I have seen many masters, but this is the first time I have seen such a weak guy. Is this guy really a Japanese master?"
Qin Qiong said: "Japanese warriors are nothing more than that. Give me three hundred servants and it won't be a problem to conquer Japan!"
…
Snapped.
The real Suga Yazi in the audience was angry again.
"What the hell is Beichen doing? Does he want Datang to see Japan's jokes? This bastard is simply unforgivable. Panasonic, please tell him about the flaws of the arena and ask him to kill Du He quickly!" Su
I said angrily.
Matsushita Xia Cui heard this and hurriedly gave instructions.
I saw a Japanese warrior hurriedly came to the bottom of the ring and spoke in Japanese to Soga on the stage.
What this guy said was: Beichen, there is a problem with the wooden board in the northeast corner of the arena. If you force Du He there, he will fall down and be killed by the wooden stake. You will win. The prince asked you not to waste time.
Kill Du He quickly.
Because he was afraid that there would be people in the Tang Dynasty who could understand Japanese, the warrior didn't speak very loudly, but it was enough for Sugazi to hear.
On the stage, Su Wo Yazi listened carefully.
However, the common people burst into bursts of "haha" laughter from time to time.
Therefore, what Su Wo Yazi heard was: "Beichen, the arena... haha... the northeast corner, the wooden board... hahaha... there... hahaha... he will... kill... hahaha... just you
Win...Prince...hahaha..."
He turned around, wanting the warrior to say it again, but the guy turned around and left.
Su Wo Yazi secretly thought, in the northeast corner, at the wooden board, if I stand there, can I kill Du He?
Very good!
He suddenly beamed with joy.
On Du He's side, the system announced: "4...1, the countdown is over, the fortune cookie is invalid, host, come on!"
Come on, sister!
Du He cursed secretly in his mind.
Is this the end?
But Su Wa Ya Zi is not dead yet!
Others don't know, but he knows very well that the fortune cookies must have contributed to the fact that Su Wo Yazi made fools of himself again and again just now.
Now, the fortune cookies are out of action, trouble!
Du He thought to himself, the worst possible outcome would be to admit defeat.
Is it embarrassing to admit defeat?
It must be embarrassing!
But being embarrassed is nothing compared to losing your life!
At this time, he saw a smile on Su Wo Yazi's face, full of pride and pride.
Then, I saw Su Wo Yazi confidently holding a long knife, walking towards the northeast corner, standing at the northeast corner, raising the long knife, and shouted: "Du He, you are dead, hahaha..."
As he said this, the guy slammed his feet and was about to jump up.
When Du He saw this, he thought to himself, "Damn, this is going to be a big move. I can't afford to offend him, so he slipped away."
He turned around and left.
boom.
There was a crisp sound.
He watched helplessly as the wooden boards in the northeast corner of the arena suddenly fell down.
Soga Yako, who was charging up a blow, fell down with the board.
"Hell, what kind of big move is this?"
Du He was dumbfounded.
The audience was also stunned.
What does this mean?
Is this some mysterious Japanese Kung Fu?
Everyone craned their necks, waiting for Suwa Yazi to appear.
However, there was still no movement.
After a while, Li Junxian took several forbidden troops and went to the ring to check the situation in person.
Later, Li Junxian came out and said loudly: "Su Wo Yazi is dead!"
"What?"
"died?"
"Is Su Wa Yazi committing suicide?"
"How is this going?"
Du He ran to the northeast corner of the ring and saw a circular hole in the wooden board there. It was neat and tidy. It was not stepped on by Su Wo's teeth just now, but someone had done it long ago.
hands and feet.
Recalling the Japanese man who appeared in the audience just chattering, Du He guessed it in an instant.
"Damn it, if someone dares to touch me, I'm afraid Su Wa Yazi will get the wrong idea. If the fortune cookie ends twenty seconds early, I will die!" Du He said with a cold sweat on his back.