my body has no limits

Chapter 67
Ok?
what happened?

After Tuta exerted his strength, he found that Yang Ding's feet were rooted, and he did not fall down.

Oh!
Tuta remembered what Yang Ding said before, that he was stronger.

But wrestling is not just about strength, skill is also important.

Tuta exerted his strength again, and with all his strength.

Ok?
Feeling the rock-steady Yang Ding, Tuta's mind was a little dazed, still not moving?

Motionless is...

Of course it was impossible for Yang Ding to remain motionless. Just when Tuta was a little dazed, Yang Ding's right foot reached out to Tuta's, and he fell to the ground forcefully.

"Wow..."

The hunters on the sidelines are boiling!
"That's great Yang Ding, I knew you could win!"

Xikten had always believed that Yang Ding could win, but he did not expect it to take him so long.

Tuta thinks that he is giving Yang Ding some opportunities to experience the arena, but in fact this is an opportunity Yang Ding gave him.

"Admit it, I said I have great strength."

Yang Ding pulled Tuta up, hugged him, and continued to stand on the field.

"it is good!"

Seeing that Yang Ding didn't intend to come down, Xi Keteng, Jiaolao Buhu and some other hunters all shouted better off the court.

They like such a vigorous young man.

Seeing that Yang Ding wanted to continue wrestling, a hunter quickly stepped up from the field. This hunter was short, but he was very stocky, and he was suitable for wrestling at first glance.

"Please!"

"Ah."

After saying hello, the two people on the field began to formally fall.

The opponent who just came up was indeed stronger than Tuta.

Not only is the strength stronger, but the technique is also more proficient.

Judging by his appearance, he should often wrestle.

Yang Ding didn't try his best at the beginning, he had to carefully understand his opponent's wrestling skills, no one would think that he had mastered too many skills.

Yang Ding also wants to learn the technique of wrestling in actual combat, which can be regarded as a special kind of fighting to support fighting.

Yang Ding exhausted all his strength and skills, but he could not shake Yang Ding by a single point.

He knew that there was a huge gap between his own strength and Yang Ding's, not in skills, but in pure strength.

Yang Ding did not launch a counterattack at all, otherwise he would have fallen down long ago.

After seeing the gap between the two, he relaxed even more and took Yang Ding to show off his wrestling skills.

Ten teachings are not as good as one personal experience.

Yang Ding is now being taught on the spot.

After a while, this stocky opponent discovered that besides his strength, Yang Ding also had a top-notch learning speed.

Soon Yang Ding will be able to use the skills learned from him to practice duel with him.

"Okay, I lost!"

After Yang Ding had used all the skills he had shown, he stopped the game and conceded defeat.

Knowing that you have lost, you don't need to admit it after you fall down on the field.

"Thank you!"

Yang Ding bowed to him sincerely to express his thanks.

"I'm not talented, but I still want to continue to challenge. Please give me your advice, fellow hunters."

Yang Ding had no intention of going down. He heard from Xi Keten that if he won ten games in a row, he would have an honorary title.

Yang Ding is a person who attaches great importance to honor.

Hearing that Yang Ding wanted to continue the challenge, the hunters off the field also responded positively.

How can the men of my Oroqen nationality shrink back.

"I come!"

"I come!"

"I come!"

There are three opponents who want to play in one breath.

Finally, after negotiation, a man with pigtails got the priority to play.

Yang Ding's performance this time was different from the previous two. He had to be more active in this wrestling and started to take the initiative to attack.

Yang Ding did not overthrow his opponent with brute force, but launched a contest of skills.

These Oroun hunters were very good at wrestling and were able to withstand Yang Ding's several attacks.

But in the end it was a pity to lose.

Then the fourth opponent started to play, and after 2 minutes, he failed.

The fifth, 2 minutes, failed.

"Do you still want to continue? If you stop, you are already the champion of today's wrestling match."

Being able to defeat five opponents in a row, the hunters present have recognized Yang Ding's strength, but he still has a higher level of challenge, defeating ten opponents in a row.

"continue!"

"Good job!"

Hearing Yang Ding's answer, all the hunters below gave warm cheers and applause.

Regardless of whether Yang Ding is from the Oroun tribe, as long as he has the courage to challenge the honor, the Oron tribe hunters will support him.

The hunters who had won a game before had rested and played again one after another.

But no matter who it was, none of them persisted under Yang Ding's men for more than 2 minutes.

1 minute is respect, 2 minutes is strength.

sixth

the seventh

The eighth

Ninth

……

The tenth!
"awesome!"

"Good job!"

"Bamo, Bamo!"

The hunters off the field were excited again, and they finally saw the birth of a Bahmo with their own eyes.

And it is also a Bamo of the Han nationality.

Xi Keteng came up and gave Yang Ding a bear hug, and Jiaolao Buhu and his hunter also came up to congratulate him.

An older hunter presented Yang Ding with a hat with Oron ethnic characteristics and a belt representing honor.

"Congratulations, Han boy!"

The old hunter hadn't seen such a clean victory for a long time, and today he enjoyed a wonderful wrestling match.

"Thank you!"

Yang Ding expressed his gratitude to the hunter who congratulated him and the old hunter who gave him something.

And then this morning's game is over.

Yang Ding was dragged to have dinner with these hunters.

"Come on, Bamo, let's have a drink."

There were many Oroun men who came to toast at noon, and their Bamo honor was taken away by Yang Ding, but this drinking can't be lost again.

Yang Ding also came here without fear, firstly because the wine is really delicious.

And he is not afraid of drinking too much, today I will show you what it means to be a man who is a wine fairy, and he will never pour a thousand cups.

This meal was originally just a festive dinner, but it became more lively because Yang Dingchen won the title of Bamo.

After the family-wide large dinner, dozens of hunters gathered again at an old hunter's house.

Dozens of people were eating and drinking until three o'clock in the afternoon.

What about the afternoon activities?
According to the arrangement, there will be an archery competition in the afternoon.

put off.

Because all the main contestants drank too much, including several hunters who acted as referees.

In the end, the patriarch could only decide to turn today's competitive competition into a tourist experience. Tourists who were not enjoying themselves had the opportunity to shoot arrows in the shooting range all afternoon.

"Isn't there still a game in the afternoon?"

Seeing that most of the people were staggering and unable to stand up straight, Yang Ding remembered the afternoon game.

"Competition? Competition, no, no problem, let's continue drinking."

Seeing Jiaolaobuhu who finished talking intermittently, Yang Ding was puzzled, are you really all right?
Then, the game was postponed.

After Yang Ding came to the arena alone, he enjoyed the tourists' performance for an hour.

It's a mistake to drink!
(End of this chapter)