As soon as the strongman said this, the onlookers immediately went into an uproar. Yang Fan was seventeen years old. He was tall and slender, and his face was handsome. He looked like a young girl. He was handsome, but he was not at all mighty and majestic. On the other hand, the big man's thighs were thicker than Yang Fan's waist. If they fought, would it still be a contest of skills? It would be a one-sided trampling!
"Shameless! Too shameless! How can you have the nerve to compete with that young man? "
Before Chu Tiange's people could say anything, the maids behind the strongman were the first to speak. Look at this lovely young man. He was so charming that they wanted to swallow him with water. If he was trampled by this big man who looked like a mountain of flesh, how miserable would he be?
The women all raised their arms and shouted, "Wang Rufeng, you're so shameless. How old is the young man? You have the nerve to challenge him!"
"Wang Rufeng, if you can't do it, just admit defeat. Don't be so shameless!"
This Wang Rufeng was the second in command. Those who were familiar with him usually called him Wang Er. At this moment, the maids and maids of the madams had all defected to Yang Fan, so they directly called him out by name and did not stand on ceremony. Chu Tiange's brothers were about to protest, but when they saw that they had turned against each other, they did not say anything.
Wang Rufeng gritted his molars and tightened his face. He did not make a sound. He only stared at Yang Fan and sneered.
Yang Fan touched the back of his head and said shyly, "Since this uncle wants to compete, then … I'll give it a try!"
Chu Kuangge rushed to his side and said worriedly, "This man is tall and strong. Can you do it?"
Yang Fan looked at Wang Rufeng, who was like a mountain of flesh. Wang Rufeng had a fierce face and was looking at him with a sneer. Yang Fan tightened his belt, stretched the corner of his clothes, and said to Chu Kuangge without confidence, "I think … It should be fine. This uncle looks very friendly, I don't think he will make things too difficult for me."
Yang Fan had never pretended to be so honest in front of Chu Kuangge. Naturally, Chu Kuangge did not believe that Yang Fan was a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. Seeing his charmingly naive appearance, he knew that he must have something to rely on, so he relaxed and said, "Alright! Then be careful yourself. Go! "
Yang Fan hurriedly said, "There's no hurry. Big Brother Chu, I still have something to ask you."
Chu Kuangge said, "Speak!"
Yang Fan bashfully asked, "May I ask, in sumo wrestling, what can and can't be done? What counts as a loss and what counts as a win?"
Chu Kuangge: "…"
Wang Rufeng: "…"
All the spectators: "…"
"Cough!" "In sumo wrestling, almost any part of the body can be used. Neck, shoulders, hands, arms, chest, abdomen, waist, knees, legs, feet can all be used …"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chu Kuangge began a surprise training for Yang Fan, "You can use pushing, falling, grabbing, pulling, dodging, pressing, tripping, and other movements to control the enemy. When fighting, you can't grab the opponent's waist, you're not allowed to pull the opponent's hair or ears, you're not allowed to twist, hit, kick, or kick the opponent. Also, when fighting, you absolutely cannot leave the area of the competition. Other than your feet, any part of your body that touches the ground is considered to have lost. If two people fall at the same time, the one who falls first loses. If you can push the opponent out, carry him out, or throw him out of the carpet, it will be considered a complete victory! "
Chu Tiange thought for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "You've never learned sumo wrestling, and you're at a disadvantage in terms of physique and strength. However, you're nimble. You can try your best to dodge later. If you can't beat him, immediately fall to the ground and admit defeat. Don't let him throw you out of the competition area. That would be a huge loss of face."
Seeing Chu Kuangge pulling Yang Fan and earnestly instructing him on how to sumo, even Wang Rufeng was speechless.
A maid in green said indignantly, "Wang Rufeng, he doesn't know sumo wrestling at all. You still have the nerve to compete with him?"
Wang Rufeng looked embarrassed. The strongman who had just lost a match next to him said, "Nonsense! How many men in our Tang dynasty don't know sumo wrestling at all? This person is so pretentious. It's clear that he's timid and afraid of fighting. He's just putting on a show. If you want to talk about shame, he's the one who's shameful. "
At this time, Yang Fan had already understood the rules of sumo wrestling. He slowly walked onto the carpet, and the cursing and scolding immediately quieted down. Yang Fan didn't take off his clothes. He only cupped his fists at Wang Rufeng and said in a clear voice, "Hero Wang, I'm Yang Fan. Please advise me."
Wang Rufeng roared, "Good! Come on! "
Wang Rufeng stretched his arms and pounced at Yang Fan like a giant bear. The onlookers' hearts were in their throats. In their hearts, the winner and loser had already been decided. What they were worried about now was not whether Yang Fan would lose, but whether Wang Rufeng would dive down and crush this handsome young man into a meat patty.
At this time, Tin Aino took advantage of the fact that everyone was paying attention to the movements on the field to walk out of the tent. He lightly patted the leopard's head and ordered it to return to the tent. Then, he leisurely walked over.
When Madam Yao saw the young man walking onto the field, she couldn't help but make a fuss and said, "Aiyo, what a handsome young man. What is he trying to show off? My Wang Er can throw him out with one hand, but he doesn't want his face to hit the ground first and break his skin. It's such a pity for him."
A woman at the side covered her sleeves and laughed, "He looks tender, like a young chicken. If you like him, quickly tell Wang Er to be lenient."
Madam Yao said in a frivolous manner, "What's so good about a young chicken? It looks good, but it's useless. It's better to make soup from an old chicken. It's nourishing to drink and chewy to eat."
"Hee hee, this is what you don't understand. A young chicken is very nutritious!"
"Come on, it'll be sad if you can't go up or down."
As Madam Yao spoke, her pair of watery eyes glanced at Chu Kuangge, who was staring at Yang Fan and was ready to help at any time.
"I'm not afraid of the capital governor in life, and I'm not afraid of the King of Hell in death!"
Look, even his tattoo is so valiant. If I were to be hugged by such a pair of strong arms …
Madam Yao subconsciously clenched her legs, and her face was flushed.
Liu Junfan was standing outside, but her ears were listening to the movements inside the tent. When she heard this, she couldn't help but curse in her heart, "Shameless woman! Not to mention that you're like a wolf and it's getting harder and harder to satisfy you, and now you're blaming me for not serving you well? Hmph, at your age where you're like a wolf and tiger, which man would be able to stand you! "
Liu Junfan was gritting her teeth and cursing when she suddenly heard a pleasant woman's voice, "Ah! Isn't this the Liu family's Langjun? "
Liu Junfan turned her head and saw a person in front of her. She was wearing an embroidered hat, a narrow-sleeved gown with a lapel collar, and a pair of deerskin boots. Her skin was smooth and clear, and her face was as tender as a lotus flower. Her eyebrows were like willows, and she was really delicate and charming. Liu Junfan couldn't help but be surprised and happy as she said, "Miss Xiahou! Why are you here? "
At this time, on the carpet, Wang Rufeng roared and pounced at Yang Fan again. He closed his arms, and the mountains of flesh on his body rose up. It looked like if Yang Fan was hugged by his arms, he would suffocate to death.
Yang Fan didn't imitate Chu Tiange and forcefully collided with him. There was a huge difference in weight between them. Martial arts could make a person strong, and it could also make a person nimble, but this kind of difference in weight and physical strength couldn't be ignored. Since Yang Fan had martial arts skills, there was no need for him to use this kind of stupid method of killing a thousand people at the expense of eight hundred.
However, he couldn't use too high a level of martial arts in front of everyone's eyes. Thus, he only flicked his legs and narrowly dodged the moment Wang Rufeng's thick arms were about to close in. This was the third time he had avoided fighting. The strong man on the side booed again and again to boost Wang Er's momentum.
In Wang Rufeng's view, compared to Chu Kuangge, this Yang Fan in front of him didn't need to show any skills at all. He just needed to pick this person up and throw him out of the competition area. In the end, three attacks in a row — a push, a bump, and a hug — were all dodged by Yang Fan relying on his agility. He couldn't help but feel anxious.
Seeing that after three attacks, Yang Fan had been forced to the edge of the carpet, Wang Rufeng was secretly happy and pounced forward. Taking advantage of the time when Yang Fan was retreating again, his body flashed and firmly locked onto him. At this time, Yang Fan had been forced to a corner of the carpet. Wang Rufeng sneered and reached out to grab him.
According to Wang Rufeng's intention, he wanted to grab Yang Fan's belt and throw him out. Yang Fan only wanted to test his sumo techniques, but he found that other than his heavy body, he had no redeeming qualities in terms of technique or speed. He didn't have the patience to continue grinding and actually made a move at the same time.
At this time, Yang Fan still did not reveal his true martial arts. He spun around, and his body was as slippery as oil. Wang Rufeng's palm slid past his lapel. Yang Fan's figure stabilized, and he had already moved to the side. Wang Rufeng stretched out his palm to grab the position he had predicted. His ribs were wide open, and Yang Fan pushed out with both palms. With just a light push, Wang Rufeng's huge body flew out, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
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