After the third round, Lu Shanmin's left face was already high and swollen, and in that position, when Ma Zhijun was running wild, he was hit two or three times in succession.

While Mu Dongyun was applying ice cubes to Lu Shanmin's face, he asked with concern: "How is it, can you still carry it?"

Lu Shanmin nodded, squeezing out a deformed smile on his face, "It's okay, the blind bear can't shoot me, his strength is much smaller than that of the blind bear."

Mu Dongyun breathed a sigh of relief, "His rampage just now is already a return to the light, it's okay not to rest, as soon as he sits down to rest, he will inevitably be exhausted in the next round, his physical fitness has dropped to the lowest point, the time to let go and give it a go has come, and he will be KO in the next round."

Lu Shanmin took a sip of mineral water, put on braces, and nodded heavily.

Don't look at the sanda competition, a round is only three minutes, a high degree of concentration, a high load of physical output, three minutes down, not to mention being beaten, ordinary people have to get tired and lie down.

Ma Zhijun, who was sitting in the corner on the other side, was panting like a cow, and his all-out attack had already consumed most of his physical energy, and the anger and anger had intensified the decline in physical fitness. After the violent counterattack just now, now sitting down, the whole person feels as if he has been evacuated, and he is exhausted and weak.

The coach on the side was full of anger and scolded, "What I said to you should be a deaf ear, you don't have a fucking brain, can't you see that kid is very durable, fight with him, you are fucking killing yourself."

At this time, without the coach saying, Ma Zhijun himself calmed down, and was punched twice by that kid in the third round, his strength is very great, bigger than himself, although he can't figure out why he has so much strength, and now he has no time to think about it.

Fortunately, those two punches didn't hit the vital parts, otherwise they might have been knocked out by the opponent.

At the beginning of the fourth round, Ma Zhijun made up his mind to give up the attack and defend thoroughly. As long as you play five rounds, you will only win in points.

Now he doesn't think about Haikou to boast about Mu Yicheng, he only thinks about how to win this game, he knows his state very well, and his current physical fitness is already strong in the middle. On the other hand, Lu Shanmin, except for the sweat and the redness and swelling of his face, the whole person is as if he is fine.

But it was too late, even if he was defending with all his strength now, dragging his tired body, he realized that it was there, but his body couldn't keep up.

"Bang", Lu Shanmin's low whip leg swept his ankle.

Of course, Ma Zhijun in his heyday would not have any problems, but now he is a little vain in his steps, and under this foot, he stumbled, lost his balance, and almost fell.

A cold light burst out in Lu Shanmin's eyes, and when the other party's foothold was not stable, he punched him in the face.

Ma Zhijun was beaten back again and again by the huge punch, only to feel a hot nose and nosebleeds.

Lu Shanmin was unforgiving, a cross-step, textbook-like side kick, and kicked Ma Zhijun in the chest.

Ma Zhijun only felt that his breath in his chest was scattered, and he was so suffocated that he couldn't breathe for a while.

This kick directly kicked Ma Zhijun into the corner.

Lu Shanmin quickly followed, shouted, and slammed a big swing fist into Ma Zhijun's face.

"Poof", the braces in Ma Zhijun's mouth blurted out, and the whole person lay straight on the ground.

Mu Dongyun's excited lips trembled.

Tang Fei's clenched fists gradually loosened, and his eyes were slightly red.

A group of small security guards were excited and surprised.

The students of the finance college have not yet reacted, and the reversal is so fast that they have forgotten to cheer.

Under a big tree, a smile appeared at the corner of Zuoqiu's mouth.

In another place, a big fat man covered in fat had a gleam in his eyes.

Next to him was an incredibly beautiful girl with tears of happiness in her eyes.

The students of the entire stand were quiet.

None of them expected that the side that was pressed and beaten in the first three rounds would face the side that was knocked out at any time, and this round had just begun, and they actually fought back and directly knocked out the opponent in the blink of an eye.

I don't know who shouted first, but all the spectators in the stands cheered except for the Tokai University area.

At this time, the students of the finance college reacted and shouted the names of the people of the mountains one by one.

The students of the whole stand, boiling.

Zhou Qianqian reacted from the shock, looked at Zuoqiu like a little fan girl, and the more she looked, the more she felt that Zuoqiu was unfathomable, "Senior Brother Qiu, you are too powerful, this can also be seen."

Zuoqiu smiled, "It's nothing powerful, I don't know what sanda is, but I understand Lu Shanmin."

Mu Yicheng's face was full of cold light, his ears were filled with the cheers of the audience, and his eyes were full of the excitement of the audience. This kind of scene is only he deserves to have.

Mu Yicheng looked at Lu Shanmin in the distance coldly, and sneered in his heart, he didn't think that Lu Shanmin would have a chance to fight with him before, but now, he hopes that Lu Shanmin can be stronger, so that he can meet him in the final. When the time comes, he will beat him into a dead dog with his own hands.

Ma Zhijun couldn't stand up, and he, who thought he was at the end of the crossbow, completely collapsed to the ground under Lu Shanmin's heavy punch.

Lu Shanmin stood in the ring, facing the cheers of thousands of people, and his heart was uncontrollable.

The first time I saw a similar scene was in Mazui Village, standing on a small hillside, surrounded by pigtailed Xiao Nizi and Xiao Huang. At the foot of the mountain is the village council.

The whole village packed the basketball court in front of the village committee, and when Bai Ling stepped on the stage, everyone was boiling, cheering and applauding, resounding throughout the mountains and forests.

I still remember the feeling of that time clearly, and I was sincerely happy, but it was more bitter and helpless, as well as a trace of pain in my heart.

This time, it was himself standing on the stage, there were more people than at the beginning, and the cheers were louder than at the beginning.

This time, there is only joy, emotion, and relaxation and comfort after letting go.

Lu Shanmin bowed deeply to the audience around him.

This bow once again drew a thunderous round of applause and cheers.

Get out of the ring.

Mu Dongyun rushed over and hugged Lu Shanmin. How difficult this game is, Mu Dongyun can see it clearly, although he was also born professionally, but after all, he has not played in the professional league like Peng Xi for more than ten years, and he has not personally experienced the feeling of being beaten to the ground, and his mental endurance is naturally not so strong.

Every time Lu Shanmin was punched, his heart would tremble when he was close at hand.

After paying for a few months, Lu Shanmin did not disappoint him.

Lu Shanmin also hugged Mu Dongyun excitedly.

"Thank you, Mr. Mou".

Mu Dongyun let go of Lu Shanmin and patted Lu Shanmin on the shoulder, "Silly boy, I should thank you."