Chapter 18 Strangle, Shock!

The palace of the Wang family covers a large area, which is not comparable to the kind of villas in the previous life. The yard is several times heavy, divided into the owner's family's courtyard, the steward's courtyard and all kinds of miscellaneous courtyards, as well as some backyards such as kitchens, firewood rooms and raccoon rooms.

The yard of the guardian is close to the family yard, so when Song Yi followed Wang Wu into the courtyard, he could also see several maids of the family in the house chatting with several young familymen at the door on the other side. As soon as he saw Wang Wu coming with Song Yi, several maids and the young nurse stopped talking and looked at them suspiciously.

Wang Wu and Song Yi stood facing the courtyard, and then Wang Wu began to roll up his hair on the top of his head and take off his clothes...

Song Yi immediately understood that Wang Wu was going to compare himself with sumo.

Taizu of this dynasty won the world with martial arts. Although he advocated the literati's atmosphere after stabilizing the world, the promoted scholars in the army have always been based on the role of sumo. I heard that the mighty army of Yue Wu, the great general of this dynasty, has always used the method of sumo as the military to train the physical fitness of soldiers. Therefore, most folk martial arts people will learn sumo.

Song Yi also learned more about this aspect in his chat with Du Qingyan and in some books of Xiaoyanju. He saw that Wang Wu had taken off his coat, revealing his knot muscles, which were very powerful. At first, several maids not far away were still a little scared and shy. When they saw Wang Wu's hardcover muscles, the little maids who had turned their faces out turned around and looked at this side curiously. The well-informed guard understood Wang Wu's intention and gathered around him to prepare for the play.

"This is in the courtyard of the family. Just think of it as you and me. Don't want your mother-in-law. Take off your coat quickly." Wang Wu shouted at Song Yi with his strong chest muscles.

Song Yi had no choice but to start to take off his coat. After a while, Song Yi's white upper body was exposed to the air. Fortunately, Song Yi was an athlete who liked hiking in his previous life, and he also participated in the Taekwondo Club at school. Although the muscles on the body are far from comparable to Wang Wu's abrupt muscles, they look beautiful. His whiteness and Wang Wu's bronze color are in sharp contrast.

At this time, who didn't know that the two were going to have a sumo match, so a large group of guards gathered around and cheered, and even the maids who were originally shy approached to watch the battle, although the faces of these maids were blushing with shame.

"Are you ready? I'm going to do it!" Wang Wu drew a big circle with a branch in the middle of the field, and then put his hands on his chest like catching a chicken to attack.

Song Yi took a deep breath, knowing that fighting was inevitable, and then said alertly, "Okay!"

Wang Wu roared and was about to rush over. Suddenly, he stopped strangely. Looking at Song Yi swinging his feet and jumping in place, he asked suspiciously, "What kind of move are you doing? Do you still have your feet floating like this in sumo?

Of course, Wang Wu didn't know that Song Yi was imitating Bruce Lee's signature beating in his previous life, in order to reduce his pressure and be flexible. Because Song Yi knew that his body strength could never be compared with Wang Wu, he thought about avoiding as much as possible with the help of his dexterous skills for a while, and then take advantage of the opportunity to do it.

"Come on, I'm ready!" Song Yi said with a playful smile, continuing his swinging rhythm.

Wang Wu has never seen such a strange posture since Sumo, but when he saw that Song Yi could laugh, he couldn't help but feel fierce. Suddenly, the tiger roared and rushed to Song Yi as if he had caught Song Yi's waist and was about to fall down.

Song Yi has been bouncing. He only saw the direction of Wang Wu's pounce. Suddenly, his dexterous body passed through Wang Wu's armpits easily, dodged Wang Wu's hug, and took the opportunity to catch one of Wang Wu's thighs and overturned him over. Who knew that Wang Wu was indeed a good sumo wrestler. As soon as he failed, he immediately returned and grabbed him. Song Yi gave up the attack and hurriedly avoided it.

The two changed their orientation and faced each other face to face again. Song Yi still bounced in a posture that made Wang Wu feel upset, one left and one right, making it difficult to figure out which side Song Yi would go to.

Wang Wu opened his hands again and forced Song Yi to move forward, just like catching a chicken. This time, he deliberately slowed down and wanted to force Song Yi to the edge of the circle before doing it. Who knows that Song Yi bounced in place from left to right. When Wang Wu approached him about half a meter, Song Yi pretended to pose to the left, but suddenly drilled under Wang Wu's right rib at the moment Wang Wu subconsciously caught him to the left.

"Good!"

A family who knew sumo suddenly shouted and applauded when he saw this clever dodge.

When Wang Wu heard this sound equivalent to the sound of applause, he suddenly felt slightly angry. He stared at the cheering young nurse, and then circled a pair of copper bell-like big eyes and roared at Song Yi again. This time, he was no longer slow, but quickly rushed several times, and even rushed at the same time. After stopping, he rushed over again. There were several times when he grabbed Song Yi's body, but it was really difficult to grasp it with his upper body, and Song Yi's flexibility jumped away the moment he touched him in the palm of his hand.

After several times, Wang Wu roared angrily, and Song Yi was not much better. Sumo was extremely exhausting. If he hadn't been choking firewood and feeding horses recently, I'm afraid that his body would not have been able to support this kind of exercise for too long with the amount of exercise in his previous life.

Song Yi gasped and stared at Wang Wu. Wang Wu frowned angrily and scolded at Song Yi, "You were not good at first, but now you are hiding well. If you are a man, you should compete with me and have the strength."

Wang Wu was so angry that he couldn't attack for a long time. Song Yi was not willing to be fooled. He only cared about jumping in place.

What no one noticed at this time was that the little maid who had already had good gossip told Wang Su, a daughter who had always been good at martial arts, that there was someone in the courtyard guarding a sumo wrestling.

When Wang Su heard that the little maid came to inform him, he immediately rushed to watch the battle with interest. Who knew that he walked to the door of the nursing home and saw that the woman with white skin who fought with Wang Wu was Song Yi, who had seen in front of him.

How can this one do sumo? Wang Su's eyes were slightly bright.

Wang Su stood quietly at the courtyard door. Of course, not many people noticed it. What's more, at this moment, the spectrum of Wang Wu and Song Yi has reached the white-hot stage.

Wang Wu is worthy of being the head of the nursing home of the Wang family. He has great strength and long endurance. He repeatedly pounced, took, forced, locked, and almost grabbed Song Yi several times, but he was suddenly broken away by Song Yi when he first touched Song Yi's body. With the help of his flexible figure, Song Yi kept drilling around Wang Wu, disrupting Wang Wu's footwork rhythm and causing Wang Wuhu to roar repeatedly and have to circle around Song Yi.

Song Yi's face and body have sweated heavily, and Wang Wu is almost the same. The shiny sweat is on the man's muscles, which is undoubtedly a visually shocking scene. Both of them were gasping for breath. The spectators only saw Wang Wu pounce on him, but Song Yi kept dodging and was already a little impatient. Some family men even coaxed at Song Yi and laughed at Song Yi's coward.

No matter how wonderful the dodge is, the audience likes to fight head-on.

Wang Su looked at the sweaty Song Yi jumping left and right in a strange posture, and frowned slightly and was curious.

It's too late, it's fast. Just when Wang Wu suddenly rushed towards Song Yi again, Song Yi once again passed through Wang Wu's left rib with his flexible body.

Before waiting for everyone to continue to sigh, they suddenly found that Song Yi did not dodge through the ribs alone. It turned out that it was one hand that caught Wang Wu's hand with the help of forward rushing, and cut Wang Wu's hand behind him with the pace of his impact.

Wang Wu was shocked and hurriedly stretched out his other hand to hug Song Yi and throw Song Yi with his own strength.

But the crowd on the field suddenly exclaimed. After Song Yi took Wang Wu, he bent his body and passed the other hand through Wang Wu's **, and then suddenly shouted!

From!!!

Wang Sumei's eyes flashed a strange color in her eyes. Song Yi caught Wang Wu's ** and put his shoulder against Wang Wu's chest, and then suddenly carried Wang Wu's shoulder, turned around several times, and then suddenly toss it out...

Wo!!! Everyone on the court was boiling and shouted aloud. They completely forgot that Wang Wu was his head, and they all applauded Song Yi's wonderful move.

Everyone was still cheering. Wang Wu's body had been taken away by Song Yi, but the scene that made everyone sighed.