South China Sea.

Liu Dalu was like a violent shark, rushing around the sea and swimming in the established direction.

His speed is very fast, but the most eye-catching thing is not speed, but the visual impact given to people during the entire swimming process.

Absolute power, absolute violence, and absolute barbarity made the waves raised dimly in front of him.

Ge Zhen sat on the reef he had swim to, and there were two bottles of white wine, a small box of peanuts, and waiting in front of him.

"Wow!Wow!Wow!..."

The sound of breaking through the water surface came, and Liu Dalu integrated with the waves and swam to this end point with a bang.

When he stood up from the water and stood in front of Ge Zhen, he grinned.

At this moment, he was naked and his bulging muscles gave people a terrifying sense of explosion. It was beyond ordinary muscle lines to describe, and it was paired with the darkness of the sun, like a steel bar.

"Ge Zhen! Hehehe..." Liu Dalu smiled.

He sat in front of Ge Zhen, picked up the white wine and bit the bottle cap, raised his head and took a big mouthful, then grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth, chewing them hard.

"You slow down. As soon as you reach out, you have caught me with peanuts. What should I eat?" Ge Zhen cursed: "I haven't seen you for almost a year. Why are you still like this bird?"

"It's okay if you eat less. I haven't eaten peanuts for almost a year." Liu Dalu grabbed another handful and stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them: "Eat seafood every day, eat seafood every day, eat raw, cooked, and roasted... I'm almost vomiting."

"No, no... leave one for me." Ge Zhenyan quickly and snatched a peanut from this guy's hand.

"So stingy." Liu Dalu turned his neck, and the thick muscle fibers on it carried the terrifying muscle strips moving.

This guy has become a monster completely. After staying here for more than half a year, his body seems to have expanded again. In contrast, Ge Zhen in front of him is like a child.

The sea can forge everything. Liu Dalu has undergone a brand new forging here. Just like Ge Zhen, the desert gives him wildness and the sea gives him violentness.

This is the source of life, which can devour all things and forge divine weapons.

"This is the Medal of the Soldiers." Ge Zhen took out a medal and threw it to Liu Dalu: "You have passed the first phase of the training test of the Soldiers, numbered 047."

After taking over the medal made by Black Iron, Liu Dalu couldn't put it down and bit his teeth twice. He was so happy that he laughed trembling.

"Iron." Ge Zhen said.

"I thought the iron plated person was at least a soldier who made some gold." Liu Dalu was silent.

"Golden... only iron. If there is gold, will it be your turn?" Ge Zhen rolled his eyes: "Eat and drink quickly and follow me."

"Okay, go and eat better, hehe. Ge Zhen, I'm almost greedy. Take me out of this ghost place quickly. Let's have a good meal. Let's tell you, I can't eat anything here, so I took the time to sneak to the island there and steal the food from those guys, hehe..."

"All right, let me say a few words and I will take you to eat roasted whole lamb." Ge Zhen said.

"What? Roasted whole lamb?" Liu Dalu's eyes lit up, and he wiped his mouth heavily and stood up: "I want two, one with cumin flavor and the other with original flavor. Ge Zhen, let me tell you, I'm greedy here, I'm so hungry about mutton, so I drool at night. I remember when I was a child, my grandfather soaked me in Chinese medicine soup and would definitely eat mutton at night. I told you that the best lamb is the layer with a fat belt, which is full of oil in one bite... And, the roast is even better, especially the oil-covered waist, so it feels good to bite it! By the way, put a chicken in the belly of the whole lamb, and the taste will be delicious after it seeps in..."

This guy started talking, and Ge Zhen's head hurts and he wished he could block his ears.

Extreme loneliness training can really make people crazy. Even if it was a dull gourd who couldn't get out of his fart, he would have to become a chatterbox after being left here for a year or two.

"Ge Zhen, are you looking for a partner? Are you still considering whether to consider my sister?"

"Ge Zhen, will the allowance be higher after becoming a soldier? Do you have to be awarded the rank of officers to me? I can go back to glorify my ancestors!"

"What? Do you have a partner? What should I do if my sister... Uh, my sister is indeed a bit big and round, and she doesn't match you very much."

"Ge Zhen, have you ever slept with a woman? What does it taste like? I guess it must be fragrant, it tastes better than eating pig elbows."

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Liu Dalu was talking along the way that he could just have some time to sleep, which was about to drive Ge Zhen crazy.

I took a boat to Hainan, then took a plane to Inner Mongolia, then came from Inner Mongolia to Mongolia, and finally came to the scene of Nadam Festival.

Nadamu's predecessor was the Mongolian Sacrifice Aobao, which was a competitive and entertainment event with a unique ethnic color created and passed down by the Mongolian people in their long-term nomadic life.

"Bak the whole lamb!" Liu Dalu stared at the roasted lamb that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Eat, you still have something to do after you finish it." Ge Zhen said to Liu Dalu: "You have to participate in the Blog competition here."

Without saying a word, Liu Dalu rushed over and grabbed a large piece of mutton and ate it very hard. In a blink of an eye, half of the sheep was stuffed into his stomach.

"It's great!" Liu Dalu wiped his mouth hard, looked at Ge Zhen and said, "Ge Zhen, what did you say just now? Boke Competition? What's the thing?"

"Wrestling." Ge Zhen pulled the mask on his left eye to breathe, and said to Liu Dalu: "This is the most powerful fighting technique in the world."

Indeed, wrestling can indeed become the world's most powerful fighting technique, and it is easily overlooked by people.

Taekwondo, Jeet Kune Do, Brazilian Jiu-jitsu, Karate... so many fighting techniques will be overshadowed in the face of real wrestling.

Mongolian wrestling and Russian Sambo are more like real battlefield killing skills than fighting techniques.

"Mongolian wrestling belongs to wrestling, which includes more than 300 kinds of throwing and kicking skills. It is the strongest hiking and fighting mode on the ancient battlefield. When facing fully armed enemies on the battlefield, attacking with fists and feet is tantamount to self-harm, and fighting on the ground is more like suicide, because when you use a cross on the ground, the surrounding enemies can cut off your head at any time. The most direct and effective way is to quickly fall down the enemy and then take a knife to end the opponent. This is the original intention of Mongolian wrestling." Ge Zhen poured a glass of horse milk wine, raised his head and continued to say: "Take you here not only to let you eat mutton, but to let you complete the challenge to the Mongolian wrestling king. We don't have much time, and we start after we have enough food."

"Wrestling? No one can ever fall before me, hahaha..."

Ge Zhenxiao said nothing. He glanced at his watch and calculated the time.

There is no hurry to enter Mayatu Prison. They still have time to let Liu Dalu complete his second training and assessment project first.
Chapter completed!