Ren Yuan felt a little timid when he saw Yan Qing's agile skills. He was so arrogant that he was invincible that he was not afraid of those powerful opponents, such as Feng Dali, but he was a little afraid of such opponents who relied on his flexible skills to fight. Therefore, he pretended to be generous and said: "Yan Qing, for the sake of the prefect, if you give all the benefits, we don't have to fight anymore. What do you think?"

Everyone in the audience heard this and there were noises, and some envious people. After all, the pile of spoils is tens of thousands of yuan, and even one-tenth of them is an astronomical figure, which is enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for a lifetime. Yan Qing is just enough to get it without any effort. This is really good luck; but there are also sarcastic people who want to watch a fighting battle, and it is certainly not their wish to stop the flag like this.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing sneered: "You don't know what. I know I win and I lose! If you want to give me 90% of this benefit, I can let you go."

Everyone got together. Tens of thousands of incense officials separated, and the sides were lined up like fish scales, and the ridges of the corridors were also full of them, afraid that the pair of sumo wrestlings would be covered. Ren Yuan wanted to throw Yan Qing out of the sky and fell to him to death, and shouted, "Boy is looking for death. Since you don't want to eat it, the master will ask you to take a penalty for wine, so you won't get a penalty."

After saying that, Ren Yuan rushed over immediately. Although he was tall but his movements were not slow, everyone was shocked. Only then did he realize that Ren Yuan had no use of all his strength when fighting Feng Dali just now. However, although he was quick to move, Yan Qing was not panicked. Seeing that his hands came over, he just shook and walked around behind him.

Ren Yuan snorted coldly, turned around and kicked again. Yan Qing avoided it gently again. The two of them instantly fought one place. Ren Yuan was like a big bear, wishing to knock Yan Qing over with one punch and one kick, but Yan Qing was so agile that he was like a raccoon cat, surrounding Ren Yuan, under his ribs, and even running around in his crotch. Ren Yuan spent a lot of effort to catch him.

At this time, Ren Yuan looked at the impulse coming in, and Xu General's left foot made a flaw. Yan Qing shouted, "Don't come!" Ren Yuan was about to run to him, but Yan Qing went to Ren Yuan's left flank and walked over. Ren Yuan became more and more arrogant, and then turned around and came to take Yan Qing again. Yan Qing jumped by Xu, and then crawled under the right flank. It was inconvenient for the man to turn around, and the third exchange made his steps messy.

Yan Qing snatched the ball into the air, twisted Ren Yuan with his right hand, inserted his left hand into Ren Yuan's crotch, pressed his shoulder blade against his chest, and held Ren Yuan straight up. He was heavy and light, and he used the force to rotate four or five times, and then he swung to the edge of the offering platform, shouting: "Go down!" He put Ren Yuan's head down, his feet on top, and straight down from the offering platform. This pounce was called the Pigeon. Tens of thousands of incense officials looked at it and cheered in unison, as if he was turning the sky. Wu Songlei Hengle and others beside Du Jia also cheered loudly.

At this time, Ren Yuan's disciples saw Yan Qing knocking over his master. Some went to help him, and some pulled down the mountain shed first and snatched the spoils. When everyone was drinking and beating, the one or two hundred disciples rushed into the offering platform. They were all strong men and could be kept in the prefectural place.

Wu Song couldn't see such untrustworthy people the most, and he admired Yan Qing's skills. He was already furious and looked at Du Jia. Du Jia smiled and said, "My second brother wants to do whatever he wants, just do it. Lei Dutou also goes to help. By the way, just use the name of Heihu Mountain, haha."

Wu Song and others were stunned and then suddenly realized that Du Jia wanted to take the blame for the four tigers of the Zhang family I met yesterday. It was also considered that their ancestors were blessed. A small place with hundreds of people dared to seize Tai'an Mansion, which was also famous in the martial arts world.

At this time, the more than 100 people who were smuggling into the city were hiding under the stage with sharp weapons. Wu Song waved his hand and rushed forward: "Brother Yan Qing, don't panic, I, Wu Er, come to help you."

After saying that, he rushed straight to Ren Yuan's group of disciples. Two of them were about to come and stop him, but Wu Song grabbed his arm with one hand, which became his weapon. You must know that these were two strong men weighing more than 150 kilograms, but in his hands it was as light as nothing, and everyone was stunned.

Ren Yuan's disciples were not convinced and resentful. Although Yan Qing fell down, Ren Yuan and the others still thought that he was due to skill. In addition, Ren Yuan's carelessness underestimated the enemy, he did not think that Yan Qing was really that powerful - this was the importance of appearance. When everyone saw the strong man, the first impression was that he was very strong, and those who were agile would inevitably be underestimated. So when they were about to besiege Yan Qing, they saw Wu Song carrying the two brothers and brothers as if they were divine weapons from the sky. Even their master might not have the strength, and they were shocked and dispersed.

Yan Qing also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, his figure and strength were limited. It seemed easy to defeat Ren Yuan and it took a lot of effort. If he really wanted to face dozens of strong men, he would have a headache. When he saw Wu Song coming to help, he hurriedly clasped his fists and sang with gratitude: "What do you call this brother? Thank you for your help. Thank you for your help here."

Wu Song smiled and threw the two strong men in his hand who were already dizzy by him and said, "Don't say that the world is in charge of the affairs of the world. Ren Yuan has lost to Brother Yan, so he should be honest and admit defeat. It would be too much for these guys to bully them because they rely on the number of people. Of course, Wu Er will not sit idly by. Come on, Brother Yan, let's fight out first and sit down and have a few drinks."

Yan Qing was very happy to see Wu Song so brave and righteous. He also realized that Wu Song was afraid that he would come to fight. With his skills, both strength and agility, Ren Yuan was probably even more unsuccessful. He had gained a bargain. Not only did Wu Song not blame him, but he also took the initiative to help him. It can be seen that he was a real hero. He hurriedly bowed: "What Brother Wu said is that I am also trying to have a few cups with my brother, and get out of here first."

Just as they were talking, the small Liangshan minions lurking in had already rushed over and slashed at the officers and soldiers and Ren Yuan's apprentice. Lei Heng even ran towards Ren Yuan at the first time. Unfortunately, Ren Yuan was knocked out of the ring and was cut off by Lei Heng before he could react. A generation of sumo wrestlers thought that this time they would gain both fame and wealth, but they didn't know how to report to the King of Hell first.

The audience was stunned when they saw this scene, and then shouted to run around. The prefect saw that the head was about to leave the place of failure under the crowd of several people, but saw a young man coming slowly and blocking them. Behind him was a young man with a flexible look and more than a dozen minions holding weapons. He smiled at him and said, "Where is the prefect who wants to go? Why don't we find a place to have a cup of tea?"

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