Chapter 7 The Scene of Wrestling

11days ago Rural fiction 10
Because some of the people who watch the fun are from other villages, and these individuals also like this wrestling sport very much, they often bring some of the most powerful kids in the village to participate in this informal amateur wrestling event. This is an informal sports and cultural exchange between villages. If you win a fall, it is equivalent to bringing honor to the village. Therefore, these idiots who like to join in the fun sent a representative out and asked me to fall. Good guy, what else can I say? Just one word!

Zhang Lixin's face was filled with an excitement red light. While rolling up the sleeves of her clothes for me, she leaned close to my ears and said to me, "Be careful, you must stabilize your legs first, then hold them up, then hug them, then hook them down." No problem, I believe you!

The one who was about to fall with me was a little boy from Shangbutou Village. Shangbutou Village was not far from our village. The little boy looked blank, but very strong, with dark skin, about the same height as me. When I saw this master, I knew that he should not underestimate the enemy and should do his best to fall with him!

Wrestling requires waist and abdomen strength, but hands and legs are also very important. In addition to strength, you must also have the ability to hold the ground tightly with both legs. Even if you are knocked down by the other party, you must have the ability to turn over and press the other party under your body in a flash. Only with this ability can you be considered a master in the wrestling industry. After these wrestling struggles, I can basically judge the opponent's strength by just a hug with the other party. A rookie with poor strength basically hugs his waist in three to five seconds, hooks his legs, and puts the other party on the ground. You are still standing. This kind of person who throws the other party down and is still standing is the highest level of wrestling.

When you encounter an opponent with equal strength, you will inevitably have a flesh-walking battle, and you will inevitably turn around and roll on the ground until you really press the opponent under you and cannot turn over!

As soon as I contacted this Erlangzi in the dock, I knew that I had met a tough character today. After hugging the other party's waist, I tried to hook a few times with my legs. The good boy was still standing still, holding the ground tightly, and his legs were still motionless. I thought to myself that this guy not only had good waist strength, but also his legs were very stable. He had to use all his strength to fight to win!

We fought for a long time, and the black Erlangzi who was on the port had no choice but to do anything to me. The two of them stood and hugged each other, and neither of them could bring down each other. In the end, my cleverness helped me a lot, because, unlike the black Erlangzi who was on the port, only had waist and brute force, I could use my brain. I took advantage of the stalemate and deliberately revealed a flaw to this buddy. I really thought I couldn't stand firm and was about to fall down by him. This buddy really thought I couldn't do it anymore. He raised his foot from behind and hooked me, trying to put me down. Everyone, when you were on the wrestling, you only had one foot to support the ground. When you were on the ground, you were just defending the other person's feet when you were on the hook.When I was at the weakest time, I said it quickly and then slowly. I seized this fleeting opportunity, hugged the other party's waist hard, and suddenly used all my strength to hook the leg on the ground with my feet. With a bang, Hei Erlangzi was pressed hard by me and never turned over again. The masters fought, and the winner was often in a moment. I beat the Hei Erlangzi in Shangbutou Village. To be honest, I am equal to his strength, and his waist might be better than me, but I still won. Win because I am not a fool with only brute force, but I always have yearning and envy for the fool with me. I don't know why, I think the fool with me is very cute, I yearn for such cuteness!

Good, stupid!

The old men, uncles, elder brothers and sisters in this village cheered and cheered, okay, good, good!

I was pulled up and patted the soil on my body, which looked like a rooster who had just won a battle, with a smug look on my face. Don’t mention how happy that was, the black erect man in Xiabutou Village who was pressed under me looked surprised and at a loss and disappointment on his face!

You think Ah, this guy may have never lost a fall among his peers in his village. Today is just the time to give their village chief a face. Unexpectedly, he lost. How could he lose?

The idiot Hei Erlangzi was very disbelief and a little dissatisfied. After standing up from the ground, he kept shouting loudly, pulling my clothes and insisting on falling with me again!

I am not so stupid. I stop when I see it. I also know in my heart that this little black guy is a very powerful and tough character. I promised to fall next time and have the chance to fall again next time!

The young man who came with Hei Erlangzi was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was not tall and looked sophisticated. His nickname was a tuft of hair!

I heard that this guy is very flexible and is famous for his wrestling and fighting skills in Xiabutou Village. This time it’s this guy’s turn to play!

A young man from our village who is about the same age, nicknamed Boss He came out to fight. This old man He was tall and big, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, looked dark and stupid, but he looked very strong, with a brute force on his body. Young people of the same age as him in our village usually dare not mess with him. Boss He and Yibu Mao stood together. Boss He was more than half a head taller than Yibu Mao. A group of people were waiting happily to watch this wrestling match that seemed to be a very disparate strength!

As soon as Boss He went up, he hugged a tuft of hair, and a tuft of hair also hugged Boss He's body tightly. Boss He did have brute force and twisted his body to hold the tuft of hair. Almost almost lifted the tuft of hair. On several occasions, Boss He's feet were completely picked up by Boss He and left the ground, but the tuft of hair was flexible under his feet. As soon as his feet touched the ground, they immediately stood firm. He reacted very quickly. Boss He wanted to hook a tuft of hair with his feet several times, but he didn't hook it, and was avoided by a tuft of hair. Seeing this tuft of hair was so flexible!

Boss He held a tuft of hair like a bull, spinning and looking for an opportunity to put a tuft of hair on the ground. He only saw two feet of hair on the ground from time to time, and in the air from time to time. When the two feet scraped the soil on the ground, it stirred up a stream of dust. It looked so intense!

What’s strange is that a tuft of hair seems to have roots on the feet, and it can be safe every time. No matter how Boss He uses brute force to hold and throw it, he can’t fall down a tuft of hair. Unless Boss He himself falls to the ground first, the tuft of hair may fall down together. However, Boss He will not use such a self-harm method, and he could not imagine such a way to hold a tuft of hair, twisting and spinning, making himself exhausted!

Suddenly, an unexpected miracle happened. A tuft of hairs held by Boss He was holding his waist suddenly raised one foot hard, and then hooked Boss He from behind Boss He with the other foot. The raised leg exerted force. Boss He was pressed under his body by a tuft of hair. Seeing us little kids, we couldn't believe our eyes!

What's going on?

Boss He, who usually looks so fierce, actually lost to this tuft of hair that is shorter than him, sighing!

sigh!

There is an idiom that says well that there is heaven beyond heaven, and there are people above others!