Reborn 73 years later, he takes his mother-in-law hunting in the mountains.

This man was named Jiang Baocai, and he was one of the militiamen who went with Yang Shouye to capture Lu Yao.

However, I greatly admire Lu Yao's marksmanship.

When Lu Yao called him, he immediately jumped up.

The two exchanged names, then wrestled, going back and forth. Lu Yao let him throw him twice first, then retaliated, throwing him down twice.

Then they smiled and held hands, looking like they appreciated each other's company.

"Brother Bao Cai, you're amazing!"

"You're not bad either. You're just letting me win. If we really fought, I couldn't beat you."

The seated militiamen also applauded and cheered.

Lu Yao's movements just now were indeed quite swift and agile.

I thought the ceremony would be over once it was over.

But no one knew that this was just Wang Biao's opening statement.

Use Jiang Baocai as a transition.

Then he said, "This young man is quite skilled; who else wants to spar with him?"

His gaze fell on Liu Dameng.

"Let me take a look at this young man!"

As soon as the tall man stood up, many people started to advise him against it:

"Come on, Da Meng, you're so big, throwing a kid like that is just bullying!"

"Yeah, who can out-tumble you!"

"No need to compete, you're the undisputed wrestling king. Even the old cow has been pinned down, don't hurt this kid!"

Hearing this, Liu Dameng became a little embarrassed to step forward.

He looked at Wang Biao.

Wang Biao clapped his hands:

"Quiet down, all of you, be serious! Why can't you fall just because you're big? Do you pick and choose your enemies based on their size on the battlefield? If the enemy is burly, you..."

Should we surrender or run away?

After hearing this, the militiamen fell silent.

Knowing that if he spoke again, Wang Biao would be severely criticized.

Wang Biao waved to Lu Yao:

"Kid, go! No matter how big he is, treat him as an enemy and take him down!"

As he spoke, he gave Liu Dameng a wink.

I had already given instructions: throw Lu Yao to his death.

Just break his bones and send him home to recover.

As soon as Liu Dameng entered the industry, everyone felt the pressure.

Lu Yao smiled and shook his head: "No, I can't beat him in a wrestling match."

He had already guessed that Yang Shouye would make things difficult for him, perhaps to settle a personal score.

At this moment, Wang Biao's attitude made it clear.

Deliberately feigning weakness:

"Company Commander Wang, even if I can't beat him in a wrestling match, it won't affect my chances of joining the militia, right?"

Wang Biao pushed Lu Yao with a forced smile:

"Go, kid, don't be afraid. If you knock him down, I'll make you the group leader."

Eight people form a group, and the militia company has three groups in total.

Not just anyone can become a team leader.

Lu Yao had just had a mixed performance against Jiang Baocai, and his performance was mediocre. Now, he deliberately showed weakness, which made Wang Biao think that he was no good.

To make the act seem more convincing, they deliberately appeared to be generous.

I'm telling you, if I give you some motivation, you'll be brave enough to fall down and become even more powerful.

It's only natural that Da Meng will use all his strength to smash you when the time comes.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yao immediately took it seriously:

"Really? Company Commander Wang, you said you'd make me the team leader if I knock him down?"

"Yes, go ahead."

Lu Yao seemed a little embarrassed when he entered the circle.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Liu Dameng:

"Dude, go easy on him, stop while he's at it!"

"Come on over!"

Liu Dameng went to great lengths to please his cousin.

Its massive body suddenly pounced on him.

Two large hands came to twist Lu Yao's cotton-padded coat.

Lu Yao spun around and quickly descended.

He grabbed one of Liu Dameng's legs and simultaneously kicked his other leg.

This is the authentic wrestling technique that Lu Yao learned from the veteran Wang when he was a mercenary.

It is especially suitable for achieving big results with small investments, relying entirely on skillful maneuvering.

Liu Dameng was strong and heavy; in a real wrestling match, no one could defeat him.

However, the militia members were mostly rough and uncouth villagers who lacked technical skills and relied mainly on brute force.

At this moment, Lu Yao used a skillful move, catching the little giant off guard, and he fell face-first into the air.

The militiamen spontaneously applauded and cheered.

That leg grab and kick was so clean and efficient.

Steady, accurate, and ruthless; not a single movement is superfluous.

Lu Yao scrambled to his feet, smiling broadly at Wang Biao:

"Does this count as a win?"

Wang Biao angrily scolded Liu Dameng: "Idiot! Be steady and methodical! What did I tell you all along?! Get up, try again!"

It took Liu Dameng a long time to get up.

Seeing the militiamen cheering for Lu Yao, he was also enraged.

He spread his massive hand: "Kid, I'll smash you to death!"

He grabbed Lu Yao by the collar and lifted him up.

"Go to hell!"

This unruly fellow actually tried to throw Lu Yao at a rock.

If a living person falls from a height of more than one person onto a rock, their bones will inevitably break and their tendons will be fractured.

Everyone gasped in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yao reached out in mid-air and grabbed Liu Dameng's hair from the back of his head.

As he threw it with force, he felt a pain in the back of his head and failed to throw it.

Lu Yao then straightened his knees.

"Bang"

It hit him right in the temple.

Liu Dameng felt dizzy, and his strength in his hands decreased considerably.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lu Yao twisted around and wrapped his arms around his neck with his legs.

With a single armbar, Liu Dameng was brought down.

Pull your hands back forcefully, push your hips against his elbows and thrust upwards, and lock your feet around his throat.

Use all your strength to control one of his arms.

If this move is used properly, and you dare to use any more force, it can break your arm.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Liu Dameng screamed in pain.

The militiamen shouted "Go for it!"

It's unclear whether to encourage Liu Dameng to fight back or to encourage Lu Yao to subdue this usually arrogant big guy.

The militiamen didn't recognize the technique as "armic cross".

Once formed, it cannot be resolved without a huge difference in physical strength.

Although Lu Yao's muscles were not fully developed, he was still quite strong.

They controlled Liu Dameng's joints, causing him immense suffering.

He kept shouting:

"Ouch, that hurts! That hurts!"

Lu Yao shouted, "If you're going to admit defeat, slap the ground, or your arm will break!"

Liu Dameng knew that admitting defeat was a shameful thing, but the excruciating pain in his arm was unbearable.

"I lost!"

"Slap slap slap"

He patted the ground with his other hand, and then patted Lu Yao's leg.

Lu Yao then loosened his grip and leaped up.

Reaching out to help him:

"Is it alright?"

The militiamen erupted in thunderous applause.

Wang Biao was furious.

It seemed that Lu Yao was clearly no match for Liu Dameng and didn't dare to confront him directly, yet he managed to subdue Liu Dameng by using tricks.

He winked at Liu Dameng, who looked ashamed.

"Best of three, awesome! Let's go again!"

He glared at Liu Dameng fiercely, his eyes clearly saying, "Smash him to death."

Liu Dameng dared not disobey him, and reached out to grab Lu Yao's cotton-padded coat again.

"I'll smash you to death!"

He used all his strength to pull Lu Yao over and pin him down.

Lu Yao knew he was no match for this big guy in terms of strength.

As soon as he grabbed her by the collar, he unbuttoned her coat, shrank back, and threw off his robe to make way for her.

Taking advantage of Liu Dameng's stumble, he immediately launched a counterattack and struck Liu Dameng's broad back.

Extend your right hand forward from behind and grab your right wrist with your left hand.

A triangular area locked around Liu Dameng's neck.

This is the "naked choke" that was previously used to subdue the wolf king.

Once formed, it is difficult to break even if there is a huge difference in strength.