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Chapter 177 The Battle of the Bison Valley (3)

What is the manifestation of a person's domineering appearance? It is that even though he knows someone is going to kill you, he still appears in front of those people openly and uprightly. Wu Yonglin is such a person, either making a big splash or losing. Do you say that Wu Yonglin is very proud of his face? That may not be true. If this can successfully attract the other party's attention, will other people have the opportunity to sneak in secret? What's more, he may not lose this time.

Perhaps the only group of people left was Cuomli who understood Wu Yonglin's true intention. When the attention of those people was successfully attracted, several people had already touched them without realizing it.

When a Tubo sentry saw Wu Yonglin, he was stunned at first, but immediately realized that he seemed to have seen this person somewhere. Wasn't this Wei Chaoren who showed his skills in the competition a few days ago? Wasn't he beaten to death by Lord Chuomhun that day? Was he unwilling to give up, so he turned into a ghost to find trouble for those of himself?

In the dim light, the dark night, the timid man, when the guy named Wu Yonglin walked without sound and could not see his shadow (the light was not good, and the ghost could see the shadow), the sentry blew the horn in his hand. After the low voice sounded, a group of nervous Tubo people with bright armor and bright swords appeared in front of Wu Yonglin with fierce momentum. They really didn't believe that those little bastards dared to come to rob the camp.

When they saw that there was only one person on the other side, they slapped him hard with the horns of the sentry's hand. It was so fucking fuss. Is it that a person who blew the horn of the charge?

The sentry stammered: "Sir, you... look... this... person... is familiar."

The commander slapped him with his horns again: "You are a big-headed ghost, you are late at night, disturbing me to do the serious business."

When he recalled the word "ghost", he understood the implication that the sentry had just expressed. This person was really familiar and could not be more familiar. I was staring at him almost every day in those days. If it weren't for the slutty hoofs that I had been pestering me all day long, making me dizzy and really forgot about this. Isn't this Wu Yonglin, a Wei Chao person who Lord Chuomhun had always wanted to capture? I didn't expect that this kid actually came to the door on his own initiative, and I didn't expect that I would pick up another master. Hahaha, the chief finally couldn't help laughing, and the people next to him were even more confused.

"Today I'm here to find you to fall. If you are interested, you can compete?" When Wu Yonglin made the puzzled suggestion of this person, the people around him were already eager to try it. He could fall with Kubaizhi, but many people dreamed of it.

"If it's a pure game, it's too boring. Why don't we fight a game? The loser must pay the other party a certain amount of money or property. Is this reasonable?" Wu Yonglin said again.

The commander knew that his wishful thinking might be about to fail, because these Tubo people recognized Wu Yonglin in front of him as the Wei Chaoren who shone in the competition field for those days. They respected the heroes, so they no longer had any precautions on Wu Yonglin's face. Everyone was surrounded by him enthusiastically. Even if they just shook hands with him, they would be excited for a long time. As the one who defeated the previous Kubai champion, they believed in their hearts that Wu Yonglin was the Kubai champion of this martial arts competition.

The chief felt that he was neglected. In order to show that he was the leader here, he took over Wu Yonglin's bet. He would send many good players from his side to compete with him one by one. Moreover, their bet this time was very simple, just to exchange goods for goods.

After a sharp whistle sounded, a tall and handsome horse with a black body appeared in front of everyone. Isn’t this the sweat-blooded BMW that this person won in the horse trap that day, known as the “Thousand Mile Night Meteor”? Is this person really willing to use it as a bet?

When Wu Yonglin said that this sweat-blooded BMW was his bet, even the officer swallowed a few saliva. Damn, this is even more tempting than a naked woman standing in front of you, so let alone other Tubo warriors who are ready to move.

Wu Yonglin's competition was also fair. Because he was better at his skills, he took the initiative to fight against two, and he made a harsh statement that he would never stop if he didn't throw everyone here to the ground.

This is like giving these people a reassurance. No matter how powerful a person is, he will always be defeated by this kind of wheel battle. This is undoubtedly preparing to give him this sweat-blooded BMW. The commander next to him was even more smiling. When Wu Yonglin said the other party's bet, he agreed without thinking.

Wu Yonglin's request is also fair. You can send two people to the competition, but your bet must be doubled. For example, if you ask two people to participate, you must use four horses, four sheep, and four cows to increase your own bet.

The competition began again with everyone's onlookers. When Wu Yonglin was not a fame, the commander couldn't help but frown, but thinking about the big cake that Wu Yonglin drew for him, he didn't realize that he had fallen into the trap designed by Wu Yonglin.

The game was fierce and the crowd was excited. When Wu Yonglin showed his almost perfect wrestling skills in front of these Tubo soldiers, there were bursts of cheers and applause in the crowd. Wu Yonglin was like a bullfighter, constantly playing with the two bulls attacking him. He used his skill of using a group of tricks to make the other party suffer many times. The other party either bumped into each other, or was easily thrown out by someone. Wu Yonglin on the field was always at ease, but he was also tired and sweated all over his body.

Looking at Wu Yonglin, who seemed to be weaker, deliberately showed weakness, the superior urged the challenger below to continue to get up and get him up, but a Tubo man in charge of the horses next to him quietly told the superior a bad news: their war horses were exhausted, and if they continued to bet, they could only bet on sheep and yaks. If they lost all of these, they would have to drink the northwest wind next.

Behind the "Chasing Clouds", there were a group of good horses standing densely. I heard that it was Qing Tang horses, which was the most expensive gifts given by the Wei people in Qing Tang City to bribe them this time.

The commander was completely crazy now and didn't care about the warnings from the people below. After being fat sheep and fat yaks entered the "Chaoyun Chasing" camp one after another, the commander realized something was wrong, but it was too late to regret it at this time.

Looking at the winner, Wu Yonglin rode the Qing Tang horse, their fat sheep, and their yaks disappeared from sight, the hospitality of the Tubo people actually called him to come again next time, and they didn't care about this little bet at all.
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