Chapter 239 Flaw
Mao Jia did not explain further, only said:
"You two take a rest first. You will understand everything when you go there tomorrow. You can come to me if you need anything! I can provide food, directions, and help. As long as you need this..."
He stretched out his fingers, put three fingers together and twisted them very skillfully, then left with satisfaction.
The small wooden building actually has only one floor, with a loft underneath supported by thick logs, where people can live.
It’s called a small building, but it only has one room and you can see the whole thing when you open the door.
Fortunately, everything we needed was there; after all, it was a “VIP room” that cost thirty yuan a night.
As soon as the two put down their luggage, they heard shouting coming from not far away.
When I opened the window, I saw people all around shouting and quickly gathering towards the wooden platform. One person climbed up the platform step by step amid the cheers of the crowd.
Someone is about to launch a challenge.
Standing on the small building, you can see the wooden platform, but if you want to see it more closely, you can't see it clearly.
Qin Yi said to Su Tong: "You take a rest first, I'll go take a look!"
Su Tong thought for a moment and said, "I'll go with you!"
Just now, Mao Jia mentioned in his introduction that challenges are not available every day. Sometimes there are several games in a day, and sometimes there is only one game every few days.
They don't have much time, so they have to seize the opportunity to learn more.
The wooden platform is somewhat similar to the ancient fighting arena, but this platform is square, larger than the current boxing ring, but there is no net around it.
When Qin Yi and Su Tong arrived at the stage, a young man in his thirties had already stepped onto the stage. He had square eyebrows, broad eyes and a strong body. He had taken off his cotton jacket and was only wearing an undershirt. One could see his bulging muscles, which were very prominent. He must be a martial artist.
He stood on the stage for a few minutes, pacing back and forth, muttering to himself as if to cheer himself up.
Following the sound of a gong, there was another cheer from the crowd. About ten meters behind the wooden stage, the door of a tall wooden building opened.
The reason why it is called tall is that in this village where most buildings only have two floors, this building is four stories high. The doors and windows are built wide and high, as if they were specially designed.
When the people inside came out, everyone exclaimed again.
The person in front of me is almost two meters tall and very fat. To be more precise, he is strong.
Some of them look like Japanese sumo wrestlers, but their muscles are much tighter than sumo wrestlers.
As he walked out of the wooden building and went down the stairs step by step, he could feel the building seem to be shaking from a distance.
Without overestimating, this man's weight is no less than 300 kilograms.
"Nuda-Nuda-"
The crowd began to shout the name.
Then this should be Nuda, one of the warriors mentioned by Maojia.
When Nuda calmly stood on the wooden platform, the young man who seemed strong just now suddenly looked small and vulnerable.
The onlookers seemed even more excited and made strange noises.
A man who looked like a referee shouted a few words from the audience, such as "life and death is your own responsibility", and then lit a stick of incense on a rack nearby.
It is said that this is to show fairness, and one stick of incense represents one round.
If the challenge is not successful before the incense stick burns out, it means failure.
He picked up a drumstick and struck the gong next to him with a bang, and the competition officially began.
Nuda stood steadily on the stage and was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, the young man was very nervous. He circled around Nuda several times, made several starting gestures, and was hesitant to attack.
"oh oh--"
The people around kept making noises and provoking the young man on the stage.
The young man wiped his sweat and finally launched an attack.
He raised his fist and punched Noda in the stomach.
Nuda didn't dodge or evade, but stretched out his hand to catch his punch steadily, and at the same time, he casually threw a hook with his other hand...
There was a dull thud of a heavy object hitting flesh, and the man flew out like a sack.
Absolute power suppression.
"oh oh--"
The people off the field were screaming and shouting excitedly.
The man lay on the stage for a long time before slowly getting up. That heavy punch seemed to have aroused his bloodiness.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stepped forward again.
This time, he learned his lesson and didn't confront him head-on.
He also had some kung fu skills, and this time, he dodged after making his moves, moved forward and backward, and tried in many directions, and actually exchanged a few more moves with Nuda.
However, surprisingly, although Nuda was tall and strong, his moves were not slow. Although he was not very agile, his strength made up for this shortcoming.
Even if the young man could hit him, that little bit of force seemed insignificant to Nuda's overdeveloped muscles, and Nuda only needed to hit back once to take half of his life.
The young man had good kung fu skills and was quite determined, but the strength gap was too great. After enduring one more round of moves, his body also endured several heavy blows from Nuda's iron fist.
When he was knocked to the ground again, the young man had already started spitting blood.
But he struggled to turn his head to look at the incense stick, which was only half burned.
Nuda seemed to have just stretched his strength. He moved his joints with a creaking sound on the spot, then strode towards the young man.
The young man had no power to resist and could only watch Nuda lift him up high, his eyes full of despair.
Nuda lifted the young man above his head, spun him around on the stage as if in protest, and then slammed him hard to the floor.
The young man didn't even utter a scream. He just twitched a few times on the ground and then became motionless.
Only at this moment did Su Tong understand the meaning of that stick of incense.
Even if you are defeated and admit defeat, you can only step down after the incense stick burns out.
During this time, Nuda can keep fighting as long as he wants.
At this moment, Su Tong finally understood why the two people in Wushan Ao had such horrible purple bruises on their bodies...
He was beaten to death like that.
It was not until a stick of incense burned out and the gong was struck again with a "bang" that someone hurriedly went on stage and carried away the young man, who was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Nuda raised his arms and walked proudly on the stage, receiving cheers.
Then, he turned around proudly, and his huge body moved back into the building step by step like a tower.
Su Tong and Qin Yi looked at each other.
Su Tong whispered: "Brother Yi! Did you see it too?"
Qin Yi said directly: "Absolutely not!"
Su Tong was amused. When he heard Qin Yi say this, he knew that he had also noticed two obvious flaws in Nuda's moves.
In a normal match, Nuda can indeed make up for it with strength, but if he encounters someone smaller and more agile, there is a chance that he will be defeated.
What a coincidence! She is small and nimble, and especially agile.
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