Chapter 258: Dead Dog

Mu Yicheng's appearance is still in high demand.

He was like a star walking on the red carpet, walking slowly, with a kind smile, waving his hands, walking to the ring step by step, enjoying everyone's worship safely.

The smile on Zeng Yaqian's face gradually turned into cold frost, and her eyes were cold and piercing.

Chen Yang shuddered, "You have a grudge against this person"?

Zeng Yaqian sneered, laughing so creepy that Chen Yang said, "I still have to thank him."

"Then you still hate him so much"?

"It's just that it's not cool to look at his dick."

Chen Yang grinned and said with a flattering smile: "That's not simple, if you want my brother to operate, he will never be able to turn over."

"No, he's a good whetstone and a good pair of scissors to cut knots."

Chen Yang was inexplicable when he heard this, touched his head, and smiled, "Then let him be proud for the time being."

Lu Shanmin looked at Mu Yicheng coldly, and there was not much turmoil in his heart. Fang Yuanshan said, 'Only the weak will be angry and angry', he felt that this sentence was very reasonable. If you can't beat the other party, you will only lose yourself more completely if you are angry and cry for the sky.

Tang Fei knew that Mu Yicheng was a person who had been a security guard for a long time, and he had always liked to watch sanda matches, and he knew that Mu Yicheng was a rookie who had appeared recently, but he didn't quite understand how he could participate in such an amateur competition.

The place where Tang Fei was sitting was very close to Lu Shanmin, and he wanted to cheer excitedly, but when he saw Lu Shanmin's cold eyes, he stopped moving, and stopped the cheers of several little security guards around him who knew Mu Yicheng in time.

Lu Shanmin is usually kind and pleasant, only in the battle will there be such a cold look, Tang Fei doesn't know what the two of them have to do, if there is, then Lu Shanmin will face an impossible challenge.

Mu Yicheng's punches are still fierce and vicious, no matter who the opponent is, no matter what kind of match, he treats everyone equally.

There was no suspense in the result, and before a set of combination punches was finished, the opponent fell to the ground, and when he was carried out of the ring, his face was covered in blood.

The audience was boiling with joy again, and some soft-hearted students whispered, thinking that Mu Yicheng was too cruel, just a game, you are a professional player, why do you need to kill him.

Lu Shanmin looked at Mu Yicheng in the distance coldly, and said lightly: "His fist is very fast."

Mu Dongyun frowned, "It's also very heavy."

Chen Dacheng on the side also looked cold, "It's still very accurate."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Shanmin's mouth, "He can't beat me."

Mu Dongyun and Chen Dacheng knew what Lu Shanmin meant, Mu Dongyun shook his head helplessly, he had already said too much about this matter, and there was no need to say it.

Chen Dacheng was a little worried, he knew that Lu Shanmin would carry five rounds to the death, an amateur player who had only practiced for a few months, and a rookie in the professional league, he didn't dare to imagine what kind of misery Lu Shanmin would be beaten into.

"Mountain people, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, you don't need to resist him."

Lu Shanmin smiled, "She is no longer the person I love, but she can be regarded as a friend, even if she is not a friend, at least she is a fellow villager and a neighbor in Mazui Village." Watching her jump into the fire pit, whether or not I can stop it, if I don't do something, my heart will be uneasy."

Chen Dacheng didn't know about Bai Ling, and he didn't quite understand what Lu Shanmin meant.

Mu Dongyun, who was on the side, patted Chen Dacheng's shoulder, "Let him fight."

Ring 4 entered the ninth match, and Lu Shanmin will play in the next game.

Lu Shanmin stood up and began to do warm-up exercises.

Mu Dongyun is not worried about Lu Shanmin's next game, the opponent is just a newcomer from Tunghai University, and he did not appear in the first two competitions, so he is expected to have average strength.

Chen Yang looked at Lu Shanmin who was pressing his legs on the runway in the distance.

"He's going to play."

"Hmm".

"You don't go down and cheer him on"?

Zeng Yaqian shook her head slightly, "Let's watch it here."

A notice sounded on the radio, "Ma Zhijun of Tunghai University and Lu Shanmin of Tunghai Financial College are invited to the No. 4 ring for the tenth elimination match."

Tang Fei stepped forward and hugged Lu Shanmin, "Shanmin, come on."

Lu Shanmin smiled and followed Mu Dongyun and Chen Dacheng and two members of the Sanda Association who did service work to the No. 4 ring.

When they saw Ma Zhijun, both Lu Shanmin and Mu Dongyun were a little surprised, because Ma Zhijun's figure was about the same as He Yunbo, the same tall and mighty, and the same rock-like muscles. Such a figure, at first glance, looks like it has been professionally trained for a long time.

Ma Zhijun also saw Lu Shanmin, his eyes were fierce, and when he looked at Lu Shanmin, his eyes were full of fierceness.

Lu Shanmin frowned, didn't pay too much attention, and was about to go to the ring when the referee came over and called Lu Shanmin aside.

After listening to the referee's words, Lu Shanmin's eyes erupted with a cold gaze, looking at Ma Zhijun, who was sneering and waving his fist at him.

The referee was also a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how the university teachers on the rostrum could agree to such a ridiculous gamble, although there had been such a similar bet in the preliminary round, but repeatedly messing around like this, how bad the impact should be, after all, this is on a university campus, not a fight between ruffians and hooligans.

Lu Shanmin glanced at Ma Zhijun with disdain, and said with a sneer: "Boring." Then he rolled over and got into the ring.

Ma Zhijun knew that Lu Shanmin had made a bet with someone in the previous preliminary round, and he thought that he would agree to this bet this time. Seeing that he refused the gamble, his fists clenched in anger.

Lu Shanmin didn't agree to have a gamble with him in front of all the audience, and he had no choice but to turn into the ring with resentment.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Lu Shanmin coldly, "You are a bad seed."

Lu Shanmin's face was full of disdain, and he lightly spit out two words "naïve".

Ma Zhijun's muscles were tense, his face was flushed with anger, in the sports school, even if Mu Yicheng did not look at him with such disdain, an amateur player, he dared to ignore himself like this. He couldn't wait to rush up immediately and tear Lu Shanmin to pieces.

Lu Shanmin's face was disdainful and indifferent, "You are a dog of Mu Yicheng, but unfortunately, you will become a dead dog later."

Ma Zhijun's muscles burst and roared angrily, "What did you say"?

Lu Shanmin sneered, "It's still a dead dog with a problem with its ears."

Ma Zhijun couldn't hold back any longer, and without waiting for the referee to announce the start of the game, he burst into a shout, rushed over, and burst out with all his strength to hit Lu Shanmin.

"Bang", Lu Shanmin didn't defend or dodge, his chest resisted the opponent's punch, and he took two or three steps back before standing up.