duel?
Ma Shao was stunned for a moment.
At first he thought Shikashou's request was a bit strange. After all, he was already sure of victory and there was no need for a duel.
However, after a little thought and observation, he still felt that he should agree to the duel request.
First of all, even if he duels, he can almost certainly win.
The physical qualities of the two were very different. Although Shikate was also strong, he was still inferior to him. He was at least ten centimeters shorter and weighed about ten kilograms less.
If we follow the later classification of heavyweight in fighting, this gap is already a huge level suppression, and it is a complete crushing under the same technical level.
Moreover, Ma Shao not only has physical advantages, but also technical advantages. He trains with soldiers, and fighting is also one of the training contents. His semi-original military boxing involves many advanced fighting techniques.
These fighting techniques of course came from the competitions he watched on TV in his previous life. Although he had never practiced them in his previous life, he knew some of the theories.
With advanced theoretical guidance combined with practical experience in this life, Ma Shao has indeed mastered many fighting techniques that are beyond his time.
Faced with the double suppression of physical strength and time, Shikatate had no hope of winning at all.
For the Apaches, winning a duel is a huge honor, which will undoubtedly greatly reduce the resistance of Ma Shao to becoming the chief.
Ma Shao could feel that not only Deer Hand, but most of the people here did not respect him very much. After all, only a small number of people participated in the Battle of Arapahoe.
He needs a win here.
"Okay, I promise you." Ma Shao said.
Shikate asked, "So, as per tradition, you may now choose your venue and weapon."
"Right here, the weapon is our fist."
"Very good!" Deershou seemed very confident in his level, perhaps due to his thick fingers.
The crowd moved apart to leave enough space for the two of them. Almost everyone came to watch, standing, sitting, or squatting, surrounding the open space in three layers.
"Who do you think will win?" people were discussing.
"I think... Ma Shao looks stronger."
"What's the use of being strong? He certainly can't even bend a finger of a deer hand!"
"Yes, Deer Hand is the most courageous warrior, and he is almost forty years old, very experienced. Horse Whistle is tall, but I heard that he is only fourteen years old, a young man, he must know nothing!"
Most of the tribesmen trust Lu Shou more and are more optimistic about him.
Even Rainy Day didn't trust Ma Shao very much. Before the duel officially started, he ran over and said, "Why don't we just not compete? I don't think it's necessary... Although Shika Shou doesn't look as strong as you, his strength is amazing."
"Don't worry." Ma Shao smiled, stretched his limbs, and the sound of crisp tendons and bones came from under his steel-like muscles.
After that, he walked forward and got into a boxing stance: "Let's start."
To the Apaches, his posture looked odd, or rather, the very idea of posing in such a way was odd.
In contrast, the deer hand on the opposite side had almost no posture at all, just standing with legs crossed.
"Ah!" Lu Shou roared angrily and rushed forward directly.
When Ma Shao saw this turtle punch style, he suddenly felt that he had overestimated him. It turned out that he was just a reckless man who only knew how to use brute force.
Ma Shao easily dodged Lu Shou's attack and followed it with a left jab!
The fist hit Lu Shou's face, but it was not a heavy punch. Moreover, although Lu Shou's fighting skills were far below Ma Shao's expectations, his ability to withstand blows was far higher than expected, so he was almost unharmed.
Ma Shao was patient enough, almost teasingly, as he dodged all of Lu Shou's attacks while increasing the strength of his attacks.
Deer Hand couldn't keep up with the pace at all. Ma Shao was not only stronger, but also faster and more flexible. This even reminded him of the scene when he beat his son in the past.
In a short while, he was beaten black and blue, gasping for breath, and his attacks were mostly ineffective and had no substantial effect.
The winner is clear.
The onlookers were naturally very surprised and found it unbelievable.
"Strange, why can't I hit the deer hand at all?"
"Could this be some kind of magic from Ma Shao? I heard he's a shaman..."
Ma Shao looked at Lu Shou, whose face was bruised and swollen, and said calmly, "Give up, Lu Shou."
However, Lu Shou had no intention of admitting defeat. He roared and rushed forward again, and as expected, he was beaten again.
This time Ma Shao used all his strength, punching and kicking at the same time, and every move was a heavy blow! His powerful limbs seemed to build a gorgeous storm, and the onlookers could also feel this fierce attack.
Under his fierce attack, even though Deer Hand had thick skin and flesh, he was still beaten all over, bleeding from the mouth and nose. He gasped for a while before he could stand firm again.
"Aren't you going to admit defeat yet?" Ma Shao asked again, with some hostility in his voice. He disliked this kind of stubborn opponent.
Lu Shou still fought to the death and rushed forward again.
Upon seeing this, Ma Shao turned around and started a naked choke. He crossed his arms and strangled Lu Shou's neck, pressing down on his carotid artery with tremendous force!
As the most well-known strangulation technique in jiu-jitsu, there is no need to explain the power of the naked choke.
Lu Shou was weak at the time, and Ma Shao strangled him to the point of almost fainting in just one second.
Lu Shou fell to the ground weakly, breathing laboriously, his body twitching a few times. He was unable to get up for a long time and completely lost the strength to fight back.
"The duel is over." Ma Shao said lightly, then turned to look at the rainy day, "Let's finish the funeral of the previous chief first."
The flash of naked choke just now stunned everyone - such a simple move actually knocked down Deershou in an instant?
It took a while for Rainy Day to react: "Okay, let's finish the funeral first."
With Deer Hand's complete defeat in the duel, no one objected to Ma Shao becoming the new chieftain, at least not on the surface. The next thing happened naturally.
After the tent guard funeral was over, people began to prepare for the succession ceremony of the new chief.
In the tribal school or classroom, Ma Shao and Yu Tian were discussing some topics.
"...The Mianxiong clan's promotion of literature should be going well, right?" Rainy Day asked, flipping through some papers with words on them. They were the students' homework.
Ma Shao nodded, but seemed a little absent-minded: "Yes, most people already know numbers and can write their own names."
Rainy Day couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, it's much more difficult here. Guarding the tent doesn't care about words. I want to expand the classroom so that the tribe has a more formal school, but it's still the same now."
"Fortunately, these days are finally over. From now on, everyone in the tribe will learn to write like your clan." Rainy Day smiled slightly, but soon restrained it.
Ma Shao glanced at him and then looked away.
After a long silence, he suddenly blurted out: "You... killed him, didn't you?"