The cat-and-mouse game continues, and Li Daikui, who appears tall and strong on stage, is surprisingly agile in front of A Da.
Of course, he didn't actually need to be very agile; he just needed to be slightly better than Ah Da, which was enough for him to barely dodge the attacks each time.
After one difficult struggle after another, Li Daikui could feel the pain in his hand.
He couldn't help but secretly admire that big, dumb guy's immense strength; he was truly not someone an ordinary person could handle.
While I admire him, it's impossible to make Li Daikui bow his head and admit defeat.
“You set the rules. Since a draw is considered complete after a quarter of an hour, there’s no need for me to take such a big risk to confront them head-on. Even if I can’t get ten thousand taels of silver, one thousand taels will be enough!”
Li Daikui quickly made up his mind. He had already had this idea when he sensed the strength of A Da's power.
After several clashes, their resolve only grew stronger.
Having followed Tang Huan for many years, he was no longer the reckless and foolish bandit leader he once was; he had become slicker and cunning under the influence of Tang Huan.
On the field, Li Da Kui dodged with bated breath, watching helplessly as A Da's fist grazed past his clothes each time, secretly terrified.
But for those watching from the sidelines, this scene caused many to frown.
"What kind of competition is this? It would be even more shameful to lose. They don't even have the courage to face each other head-on. They're disgracing Daqing."
Reading spoke dismissively, his words revealing his dissatisfaction with Li Daikui.
But Tang Huan knew that this person was subtly belittling him.
Tang Huan ignored him and said with a smile, "Although this method is not honorable, it is still more shameful than losing outright."
Wang Tianze's eyes lit up, and he realized that indeed, Daqing had lost too many people in a row, and even the emperor had been alarmed and secretly ordered them to get revenge.
Since we can't win now, a draw is perhaps the best option.
This can also dampen the arrogance of the Northern Region and give us room to maneuver later.
"Can I hold out for a quarter of an hour?" Wang Tianze murmured.
At this point, only half of the fifteen minutes had passed, but the fight on the stage was already fraught with hidden risks.
It's clear that Ah Da was also angered by Li Da Kui's actions, and lost his composure when he attacked.
"Hmph, so what if he uses such a trick? I don't think that guy can keep it up. On the contrary, if Lei Bao uses this method, he might have a better chance of winning."
Once Redding spoke, the others also considered things from their own perspectives. If it were their own guards constantly dodging, avoiding, and stalling for time, could they hold out for a quarter of an hour?
Thinking about it this way, they realized it seemed possible.
It was only because Daqing had lost face at first and was under pressure from His Majesty that he wanted to defeat A'da head-on.
Ironically, it was Tang Huan who ended up using this method.
The crowd watched the two on stage chasing each other. Some people recognized Tang Huan and mustered up their courage to bring him a stool. Tang Huan did not refuse and sat down on it.
Reading glanced at it, his expression turning grim.
The prime minister was also there, yet he just sat down so casually, showing absolutely no tact.
Cui Renshi didn't think that way, but he couldn't help but glance at Tang Huan a few more times.
After all, there were many high-ranking officials and dignitaries at the arena, yet it was Tang Huan, the county magistrate, who was offered a stool by others. Did the common people only recognize Tang Huan?
not necessarily.
But they were only willing to bring Tang Huan a stool, which was enough to mean that among this group of people, Tang Huan was the most important to them.
After the common people stepped forward, the servants brought by the ministers went to nearby shops to find chairs for the adults who had been standing and watching for a long time.
The youngest among them was already forty years old. After standing under the ring for nearly an hour, he was already suffering from backache and leg pain, and couldn't help but start massaging them as soon as he sat down.
But in the blink of an eye, he saw Tang Huan smiling as he enjoyed the massage from the maid Xue'e.
The servants behind him tried to imitate him, but those who rarely did such things were too rough and only received a few scoldings before being impatiently chased away.
People looked at Tang Huan with envy and displeasure.
"Brother Tang, I suddenly find watching people fight in the ring quite interesting. The back-and-forth exchanges, the punches landing with real force, are much more exciting."
Cui Yuanzhao was not affected by the hatred between his family and country, and focused all his attention on the fight itself.
Tang Huan glanced at it and laughed, "This is indeed a very exciting thing."
"Does such a thing exist in Qihuai County? When I went there before, I didn't seem to find any arena."
"Private fights are prohibited in Qihuai County. Even a few random shoves are not allowed. If you are caught, you will be expelled from Qihuai County. Therefore, no matter how big the conflict is, people just talk tough and make things difficult for each other."
Xue'e explained the situation in Qihuai County.
Cui Yuanzhao suddenly realized and said, "No wonder. I was wondering why, when I was in the county, everyone on the street, whether old, weak, women or children, was so sharp-tongued that it was hard to keep up with them."
In ordinary times, when there are conflicts, they can't take physical action and can only talk. Over time, they will naturally develop some skills.
"Although there is no such thing in Qihuai County, I have read in ancient books that there was a custom in a distant country where criminals fought each other and the one who survived could be spared the death penalty."
"If it's a fight between people, why is it called a gladiatorial arena?" Cui Yuanzhao didn't understand.
Tang Huan smiled and said with emotion, "Those criminals were already deprived of all their rights and were just waiting to be executed. When a chance to live is presented to them, they will only try to seize it with an even stronger attitude. Such a struggle is even more ferocious and savage than that of wild beasts."
"Hands, mouth, legs, anything can become your weapon. In the arena where dozens or hundreds of people fight, only those who stand to the end will survive..."
He didn't continue speaking because Tang Huan realized that the competition on the stage had reached a fever pitch.
Cui Yuanzhao, meanwhile, fell into deep thought, imagining the things Tang Huan had just mentioned, and his blood began to boil with excitement. Even the ministers couldn't help but turn their heads, wanting to personally peruse those ancient books.
After nearly fifteen minutes, Li Daikui's speed noticeably decreased.
Constantly defending and dodging is also a huge drain on physical strength. The big, clumsy guy in front of him is like he doesn't care about his life, and he has inexhaustible strength, but Li Daikui is not like that.
He stood in front, watching Ah Da charge towards him again.
Like a savage and ferocious bear.
"Wait!"
Li Daikui bent down and stretched out a hand to stop Ada.
Seeing that Ah Da showed no sign of stopping, he shouted, "You've already lost; a quarter of an hour has passed."
Ah Da reluctantly stopped and looked at the man banging the gong below the arena.
The man shook his head.
Ah Da rarely spoke up, saying, "Your way of competing is despicable."
"So what? You said that as long as I can hold out for a quarter of an hour, I'll win." Li Daikui proudly raised his head.
Yes, we didn't lose, so we've already won.
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