Qin Langchuan smiled secretly on the side, thinking that Chang Sihao had to teach Tianzheng a pure and natural internal strength pile method, and his gestures were with a sense of relaxation, it can be seen that he is always experiencing, always improving, and Ming Chengjun when he was fighting against the sword, the deep internal force shown when he was fighting with Qin Yi is not the same, this son has a high level of understanding, the speed of progress is so fast, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, although Wu Enqi is majestic and tall, but he is only an external strongman, how can he be his opponent, this game is a must-win game, there is no need to consider what is worth it, but it is a pity that this child still lacks experience, otherwise he can add more conditional chips in this gambling game, and now what are the conditions he proposedDo you think that the wind on the pillow can to answer such a man?

Chang Sihao looked at Zhong Jin, and there was always a faint smile in his eyes.

Zhong Jin took a breath and said, "I understand. Suddenly raised his voice: "Unqi!"

"Yes!"

A word was shouted, and the two pieces of turf flew backwards at the feet of Wu Enqi, the red robe shook, and the huge body suddenly rushed forward, the speed was extremely fast, as if it had fallen into a mountain, and the big hand probed, already grasping Chang Sihao's shoulder, twisting his waist, his arms screamed, and accelerated with the inertia of his own body weight, picking him up and throwing him out violently-

After a while, Chang Sihao's body was thrown over the top of everyone's heads, shooting obliquely eight or nine feet high, and the air was tumbling continuously!

When they looked up, they saw that he had fallen into the moon.

Wu Enqi stood firm, his hands on his hips, looking at Chang Sihao's body flying in the air, smiling slightly, with a kind of arrogance and disdain at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

The red-clothed guards pointed their torches to the sky and let out a warm cheer!

This time was beyond Qin Langchuan's expectations, and he thought to himself, why is Chang Sihao so unhelpful? After a little recollection of the scene of Wu Enqi's shot just now, he immediately understood: Yes, the Central Plains martial arts pay attention to having roots under their feet, so no matter which sect or school they practice, they all have the saying that they will stand on the pile for three years before they get started. Regardless of force or bearing force, it is closely related to the lower plate, it is the source of strength, but also the gate of discharge, the strength of the force to self-sufficient, the upper waist and crotch pass the shoulder and arm out, when the external force comes, it is also transmitted layer by layer, with the whole body to bear the strength of the hit at a point and pass away from the foot, so that the body can not be harmed, the horizontal force and the force from the top down, or lead or pass, can be easily dissolved, but the force used by Wu Enqi just now, is from the bottom up, pulling out the root of Chang Sihao. From a technical point of view, this technique of wrestling is the nemesis of Central Plains martial arts!

No matter what kind of national martial arts, are evolved from actual combat, the ancient wrestling of the Tatar people is famous all over the world, passed down from generation to generation, the use of strength has its own unique opinion, the good can fight the bull and tiger with bare hands, the technical things in the interior are extremely exquisite, and the martial arts of the Central Plains coincide, it is not as simple as simply using brute force.

Sonam Gyatso is also a great expert in martial arts, his mind flashed, and he had already understood, thinking that the Han people have a saying called the unity of the great road, and it is true, martial arts have its different forms of expression, but the essence and gist of it are so similar.

Chang Sihao folded a few times in the air, his body fell, next to him was an arrow tower, he made a force on his waist, pointed to the roof of the building on his toes, stood firmly, the full moon behind him was big and bright, extraordinarily bright, he smiled: "Good bravery!"

The army was also taken aback when they saw that he was light and agile and did not fall.

Qin Langchuan's heart was wide, and he secretly thought that he could choke enough to throw ordinary people with Tartar wrestling, because no matter what the method of attack was, it was to exert force on the human body, and when the strength exceeded the limit of bearing, the body tissues would be injured if they were destroyed. Central Plains martial arts mostly use short force to promote the attack, directly hit the human body, while wrestling uses long strength, after acting on the human body, it will be injured when it is unbalanced and landing, but with Chang Sihao's skills, even if he throws it high and far, he can also find the center of gravity in time, and if he does not fall, how can he hurt him.

Wu Enqi shouted: "You come down, let's compete again!"

Chang Sihao responded with a good sound, shot down with a frustration under his feet, and swung out with a single palm by taking advantage of the falling momentum, breaking the wind and roaring, and the head and feet were in a straight line, like a strong arrow from the bow, hitting with the momentum of penetrating the sky and the earth. The corners of Wu Enqi's mouth twitched, he took a lunge and stretched out his hand diagonally, and when the two were about to touch, he suddenly made a mistake, grabbed Chang Sihao's wrist on the ground, twisted his body backwards, and threw his waist to the ground like a whip-

The red-clothed guards around them widened their eyes and sighed in unison, because they all remembered one thing at the same time!

It was a meeting of the Nadamu that a bull was frightened and went mad, and jumped and injured several people, and then jumped into the ring for the game, and flew the two wrestlers who were fighting, and frightened the leaders and nobles of the various tribes who were sitting in all directions. The commander Wu Enqi was under the stage, shaking the red robe and standing up and shouting loudly, the mad bull saw the red, his eyes were even more angry, he ran a few steps from the stage, his front legs were flexed, and he flew down in the air, the bull's head was low, and two giant horns like ivory rose straight over, Wu Enqi was quick in his eyes, he didn't dodge or dodge, he grabbed the horns with his hand, and slammed it behind him! The mad cow weighing hundreds of pounds fell to the ground with a bang, and the two ribs and spine were all shattered, the belly burst open, the intestines and stomach collapsed two or three feet away, and the cow rushed out of the anus, and the blood spread all over the ground, and the cow didn't even shake its legs, and it was out of breath at that time.

The current Chang Sihao is that cow!

No one can withstand the godlike bravery of the Great Commander!

Qin Langchuan also knew that this was a killer, because the first time Wu Enqi threw Chang Sihao into the air without hurting him, this time he threw him to the ground, but he was no longer able to save him.

Although Tartar was by nature, he couldn't bear to look at the scene of his stomach bursting and his intestines collapsed, many people closed their eyes tightly, Zhong Jin trembled in his heart, knowing that it was over!

Chang Sihao flipped his wrist in the air, buckled Wu Enqi, his back was stiff, his legs were bent back, the speed of the fall became faster, his feet hit the ground first, and his back was opposite him. The broad sword eyebrows stood up suddenly, and with a roar, with the help of force, his arm slammed forward—

Before Wu Enqi understood what was going on, his feet had left the ground, and his body of more than 300 catties flew up like half a mountain, whistling and hanging the wind went straight out for more than ten zhang away, and after smashing through an arrow tower, he continued to fall out of more than two zhang, and overwhelmed a Mongolian tent with a bang.

The wooden frame of the arrow tower was smashed out of a big hole, and the rest could not be supported, and it broke and collapsed violently, leaving the lookout inside with a blue nose and swollen face.

This stunned the red-clothed guards one by one, and the prayer wheel in Sonam Gyatso's hand had long forgotten to shake, the emeralds were hanging down, and the silver chain was in his hand.

Zhong Jin's whole body was loosened, his hands were raised, and he screamed with joy, forgetting that it was his own side that lost.

"Great Commander!" "Great Commander!" dozens of iron guards shouted Mongolian and rushed over to inspect them.

Unqi got up from the tent, waved his huge arms away from the crowd, and strode back, his cowhide boots stomping on the ground, and he didn't seem to be hurt much.

The Iron Guards split their ways, and the torches shone on Unki's broad face full of joy, and the color of the treasure fluttered red.

He walked to Chang Sihao's opposite and stretched out his hands, the two thumbs facing up, and said, "Okay! Let's come again!"

The Iron Guards were all excited, shouting and cheering in Mongolian, the Tatars have always respected the heroes, and in any year the Nadamu Assembly had to sing joyful songs, so that the warriors of all tribes would come out and have a good time, and those who won the final victory would be welcomed like heroes wherever they went. Over the years, who among the men on the grassland has been able to go through a round in front of the commander? No matter how strong and brave a man is, he will break his intestines and vomit blood, and there is no one who has been praised by him.

Chang Sihao saw that he fell out so hard as if he was nothing, and he secretly admired it in his heart, and the smile was already on his face, and said, "Okay, come again!" The people of the Iron Guard Camp Hulala spread out a little, making room for the two of them, Wu Enqi did not hide his excited look, tore the red robe on his chest, shrugged his shoulder blades and moved his two arms, although his arms were thick, his hands shook but the muscles trembled, they were all living tendons, there was no half dead flesh or fat, and the chest hair and iron-like complexion that grew into the shape of an inverted burning torch made him look more powerful and majestic.

The two of them looked at each other, their expressions returned to calm, and they changed from the enthusiasm and joy just now to a kind of ruthlessness like a wolf staring at its prey! Wu Enqi's feet were staggered, constantly changing his position, Chang Sihao moved in his direction, and his footwork was slow and methodical.

All the iron guards also held their breath, and their eyes were good, for fear of missing the wonderful scene.

The torches cast uncertain shadows on the faces of the two, and the world was so quiet for a while that only the sound of the wind remained.

Zhong Jin's eyes lit up, his palms were damp, he gurgled in his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

When Chang Sihao turned to the position facing the moon, Wu Enqi moved!

The huge figure moved and rolled up with a strong wind, menacing like a predatory mountain bear, and two big hands like a fan grabbed Chang Sihao's shoulders.

Chang Sihao's hands went up a grid, the front end of the two forearms touched together, each turned his wrist, buckled the other party's arm, and at the same time shouted force, the body was leisurely, the feet of both sides took turns to touch the ground, no one could get rid of each other, turned in a circle, the Iron Guards pulled back and flashed the place, in a blink of an eye, the two turned to the collapsed arrow tower, there was no way forward, they all made a sinking horse, a struggle, four feet stepped into the ground, Wu Enqi roared, the right foot flew up, the sole of the foot was parallel to the ground, the toe was slightly hooked inward, and the side of the outer instep was obliquely cut Chang Sihao's calf tibia！

This trick he usually practices with the bull, and the outside of the foot is like an iron plate, grasping the horns of the ox in his hand, and going out with one leg at the bottom, he can immediately break the ox's knee.

At this moment, the distance between the two is too close, and the four hands are held together, and there is no way to avoid it.

There is no room for hair, Wu Enqi's right foot has been shoveled on Chang Sihao's shin!