It is said that watching the excitement is the nature of Chinese people, and Huo Chenan is no exception.
He followed the crowd forward and soon arrived at the place where the crowd gathered.
The crowd here fanned outward, with three layers inside and three layers outside. It can be said that there were a sea of people.
In front of the crowd was a tall arena.
The arena was built with round wood, and the platform was about half a person high. Behind the arena was a big "Lie" character hanging.
On both sides of the word "Lie" hung a simple couplet, which was more like a propaganda slogan than a couplet.
On the left side was written "Gathering heroes from all over the world", and on the right side was written "Meeting the beauty together".
Huo Chenan relied on his height and long legs to see clearly, but he didn't know what was so exciting and interesting here, so he couldn't help but ask the old man next to him curiously.
"Old man, what is this for? Are you singing opera?"
"What opera?" The old man turned around and looked at Huo Chenan with the eyes of a stranger. He was suddenly stunned and said, "Young man, I think you look familiar."
After hearing this, Huo Chenan took a closer look. Isn't this the old man who was almost hit by Princess Pinghai when he entered the city that day?
He couldn't help but said with a smile: "What a coincidence, old man, Princess Pinghai was riding a horse in the city that day and almost hit you. Do you remember? I was the one who helped you at that time."
"So it's you, kid." The old man seemed to have some impression of Huo Chenan. He showed Huo Chenan a smile that all men understand and asked: "Do you want to try your luck too?"
"What luck?" Huo Chenan asked puzzled.
The old man pointed to the ring in front and said, "This ring is set up by Haitanglou, a famous brothel in Hangzhou. As long as you win the ring, you can become the lover of Miss Haitang. Miss Haitang is the most famous prostitute in Hangzhou, with that face, that figure..." The old man couldn't help but show a yearning look. Huo Chenan suddenly realized that this was the case. He interrupted the old man's reverie and asked, "Old man, I wonder what this ring is about?" "Of course the ring is a martial arts competition, otherwise what do you think it is? Cooking?" The old man said unhappily when his reverie was interrupted. "Martial arts competition?" Huo Chenan looked puzzled. He thought that the famous prostitutes in the brothel loved talented people. So it should be a poetry competition, but he didn't expect it to be a martial arts competition. He couldn't help but ask in confusion: "It has always been a match between a talented man and a beautiful woman. Why does Miss Haitang like a warrior?"
"Hehehe," the old man said with a lewd smile: "The girl doesn't know the good of a warrior, and mistakenly regards a talented man as a treasure."
The old man's words shocked Huo Chenan speechless.
The old man looked at Huo Chenan's expression and thought he didn't understand, so he continued: "Young man, you don't understand, this warrior's bed skills are amazing.
Miss Haitang likes warriors, no matter how old or young, no matter how beautiful or ugly, as long as they are "skilled", she can have sex with them."
After saying that, the old man gave Huo Chenan a look that said you know.
Huo Chenan was speechless. He asked again, "What did the old man mean by trying his luck?"
The old man sighed and said, "Little brother, you don't know. This ring competition was originally a one-on-one competition. But at the beginning, two people fought against each other for a whole day and night, but no one was determined.
There was no way. Miss Haitang was too charming, and there were too many people queuing up.
So later the rules of the competition were changed to fighting for the ring."
"Fighting for the ring?" Huo Chenan didn't understand.
The old man explained, "The so-called fighting for the ring means that everyone goes on stage together, and whoever stays on the stage at the end is the winner."
Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but show a lingering fear.
Huo Chenan asked in confusion: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"
The old man sighed and said: "It's okay, I just remembered the scene of the first fight. At that time, the ring was not the current one, but a simple platform, which was built relatively high. As a result, after the start, hundreds of people rushed up.
At that time, there was a bang, and the ring was crushed. The people on the ring... fell badly."
Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help showing a scared expression.
Huo Chenan's forehead was full of black lines, this is also possible?
The old man pointed at the current ring and said: "Look, it's a stronger ring.
So, as long as you can get on the ring, you have a chance to stand to the end. After all, it's a chaotic battle. At that time, you may not even need to make a move to win, so it's called trying your luck."
Huo Chenan nodded in understanding.
After the old man finished speaking, he began to look Huo Chenan up and down, which made Huo Chenan feel a little embarrassed. He said, "Young man, you look strong and healthy. Can you help me, an old man, do me a favor?" Huo Chenan raised his eyebrows and said, "Old man, you don't want me to help you fight in the ring, do you?" "No, no, the ring must be fought in person to be effective. I just want you to help me squeeze forward and occupy a favorable position so that I can rush to the ring later." "Old man, do you really want to go? At your age, can that thing still be used now?" Huo Chenan asked with a smile. The old man blushed when he heard this, and couldn't help but said unhappily, "Little boy, do you know what it means to be strong with age? I am, stop talking nonsense, just say whether you will help or not." Huo Chenan saw that he had a good relationship with this old man, so he agreed. Then Huo Chenan led the old man to squeeze forward. "Sorry, make way."
"Why are you pushing?"
"Sorry, sorry."
Finally, after Huo Chenan's efforts, the two finally came to the front of the crowd, and there was a staircase in front of them.
"I'm so tired." Huo Chenan said panting.
"Thank you, young man." The old man said gratefully.
Just as Huo Chenan was about to speak, he heard a voice next to him coldly saying: "Why are you here when you are panting like this? With your small body, be careful to die on the ring."
Huo Chenan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a burly man with a bald head and beard, wearing an open sweatshirt, with tendons all over his body and a chest of hair. The hair was more than his hair. He looked like he was not easy to mess with.
What Huo Chenan wanted to say was held back by him. He thought, if I can't mess with you, can't I just hide? So he moved sideways.
"Hey, hey, hey, keep an eye on the people." As a result, another voice sounded on the other side of Huo Chenan.
Huo Chenan looked back and saw a skinny little dwarf looking at him with disdain. He had triangular eyes, splayed eyebrows, a pointed face, and two moustaches.
Huo Chenan couldn't help but complain: Uh, what kind of weirdos are these? Are they the two generals? How thirsty is Miss Haitang? Is she so gluttonous?
Just as Huo Chenan was daydreaming, the sound of gongs rang out.