my body has no limits

Chapter 66 Wrestling and Archery
In the next two days, Yang Ding followed Xiketeng and the other three around the entire Oroq inhabited area.

Because all the hunters who entered the mountain have not returned yet, Yang Ding has enough time to experience the normal life of the Orun people for two days.

Aunt Oroqen was very enthusiastic. In two days, Yang Ding and Xi Keteng ate three Oroqen families.

Taste delicious food every time.

"Is the game starting tomorrow?"

Yang Ding has temporarily been confused by the delicious food, and before he knew it, all the hunters had come back this afternoon.

"Well, the hunt went relatively smoothly this time."

Not only did the hunting in the mountains take a relatively short time this time, but all the hunters returned safely, which is a very auspicious omen.

Going into the mountains to hunt is not only as easy as talking about it, the ice and snow, wolves, tigers and leopards, which one does not want human life?
Just like Xi Keten and the others, if Yang Ding hadn't joined them, even if they found two wild boars, they would still be injured.

Kuang Nuochuan may be injured, but Xigten is hard to say, the crazy pig crashed into him, Xigten can't even imagine the scene now.

Thinking of this, Xiketeng felt a little more grateful to Yang Ding, this is his savior!

"Brother Yang Ding, let's go drink!"

"Drinking again? Brother Xiketeng, the competition is tomorrow, so let's stop drinking today, shall we?"

"It's okay! It won't delay the game, let's go!"

Xi Keteng dragged Yang Ding to drink at his house, but Uncle Anba didn't stop him. Anyway, the competition was not going into the mountains, so drinking a little more would be fine, and he was more brave after wrestling.

After drinking, he was really brave in wrestling. The next morning, he added milk wine to the meat for breakfast.

Xi Keteng brought Yang Ding, who was slightly drunk like a normal person, to the venue of the wrestling competition.

Every Oroun hunter will come forward to say hello.

The news that Anba and the three of Xiketeng hunted two wild boars has spread throughout the Oron hunters.

They have all seen that big wild boar. It is said that it is not yet four years old, but it already weighs two hundred kilograms. This is the seedling of the Wild Boar King!
So when they saw Xi Keteng and Yang Ding coming over, they stepped forward to say hello.

Xi Keteng pushed Yang Ding out drunk, "This is the reason why we hunted wild boars. If it weren't for Brother Yang Ding, we might all be injured."

Everyone didn't care about the smell of alcohol on Xigten's body. Hearing that Yang Ding avoided Xigten's injury, he immediately gained the respect of these people.

"Thank you, friend."

Many hunters put their right hands on their chests and saluted slightly to express their gratitude to Yang Ding.

Yang Ding also clasped his fists, and hurriedly returned the salute.

Although the etiquette is different, there is no weirdness between the two groups, and they are very harmonious.

Yang Ding came to the arena with everyone.

There are no detailed rules for the wrestling competition of the Oroun nationality. Generally speaking, as long as it is wrestling and does not avoid fighting.

The site is also a piece of land that has been cleaned up, maybe it will still be a lawn after spring.

"Which one of you will come first?"

There is no lottery in the competition, and whoever goes first is entirely a matter of personal choice.

After defeating an opponent, you can choose to rest, or you can choose to continue.

If a person can win five games in a row, he can directly win the championship without continuing to compete with other winners.

If a person can win ten times in a row, he can get the title of "Ba Mo".

Ba is Batulu, the warrior.

Mo is Mo Zhigen, that is, a hero.

It has been several years since no one of the Oroun people has won the title of Bamo. This is related to many factors. The most important thing is that force can play less and less role in the life of the Oroqen people.

"I come!"

Jiaolao Buhu was the first to step forward, seeing Xigten excitedly wanting to step forward, Yang Ding quickly grabbed him, and told him to sober up before going up.

Another Oroun man saw that someone was already on the field, so he responded and stepped forward. Jiaolao Buhu had an opponent.

The young and middle-aged hunters of the Oron nationality are very good. Although they have not received professional training, wrestling seems to be their talent, and they look very comfortable.

Their steps and throwing techniques are very refined and have been tested for many years, so they are testing and entangled with each other more often, and the real decision to win or lose is in an instant.

In the end, Jiao Lao Buhu lost, and the hunter who won him clapped his hands happily, then hugged Jiao Lao Buhu, and walked out of the arena, apparently planning to continue after a rest.

This also shows the strength of Jiaolaobuhu, the two are evenly matched, but the opponent is better and seized the opportunity.

"I, I'm coming!"

Yang Ding still didn't hold Xi Keten and let him run to the field.

Now that you have gone up, you cannot come down easily.

Although Xicten looked a little drunk, the other hunters did not underestimate him.

A hunter about his age stepped forward, "I'll fight you."

"bring it on!"

The two began to test each other.

Xicten's footsteps were relatively light, and he grabbed his opponent's arm with both hands, like a drunk man stumbling around.

But the strength in his hand is not small, and he cannot let the opponent bring him down.

The two started to trip each other, and Xiketen suddenly tilted his body, as if he had missed a step with his left foot.

good chance!
His opponent took the opportunity to knock him down, but just as he was trying to throw Xigten down, Xigten suddenly used his strength to knock him down.

"Fuck, Drunken Fist!"

Isn't this a move from Big Brother Cheng's classic movie Drunken Master?
What is it called Tieguai Li drunk or something.

"Haha, you can't do it, old Jake!"

"It's careless!"

Old Ji Ke got up from the ground and hugged Xi Keten, but he wasn't annoyed.

The hunters around also laughed happily, Xi Keten can always play new tricks.

"Great!"

Yang Ding gave a thumbs up to Xi Keten who was walking down, but he didn't expect that he was a martial arts master, even drunken fist.

After a few more wrestlings, the most people won only two consecutive victories.

"Brother, you go up!"

Off the court, Xi Keteng urged Yang Ding to make a shot.

Originally, Yang Ding had this intention, but when Xi Keteng mentioned it, he pushed the boat forward and stepped forward.

"Brothers, I also want to try our Oroq wrestling competition. I am relatively strong and my skills are rough. Please forgive me!"

After Yang Ding came up, he first talked about his own advantages and disadvantages.

"With great strength, we like friends with great strength."

The hunters didn't care about Yang Ding's skills, as long as he dared to play, they would agree.

"Which one of you will go up and compete with Brother Yang Ding."

"I come!"

A man of more than 1.8 meters stepped forward, and he seemed to be older than Yang Ding.

"This big brother please."

Yang Ding was ready to compete with him.

"My name is Tuta!"

"Yang Ding!"

Tuta came up and grabbed Yang Ding's arm, and Yang Ding made the same movements as him, which seemed to be a fixed move in wrestling.

The two also started to test each other, moving their hands and feet, trying to knock each other down.

Yang Ding's skills are really poor, he only learns fighting skills, he doesn't know much about wrestling.

Fortunately, Tuta attacked violently before he came up, probably because he wanted to save some face for Yang Ding so that he could stay on the court for a while.

Two minutes later, Tuta suddenly smiled, "Brother Yang Ding, I'm sorry."

I have already given you 2 minutes of experience time, so you can watch it below if you save time!
Tuta is going to work hard!

(End of this chapter)