Chapter 257: He Will Still Risking His Death

The victory of one person, the carnival of a group of people, the victory of a group of people, the feast of a country.

This is true for football, and it is also true for sanda.

I remember when I was at the bar, that day happened to be a match in the Asian Cup, Huaxia vs. Japan, and at that time, a customer in the bar said that as long as Huaxia defeated Japan, even if he ate instant noodles for a year, he would invite everyone in the bar to drink enough that night.

Lu Shanmin still remembers that when Huaxia lost to Japan, he squatted on the ground and cried like a three-year-old child.

Lu Shanmin didn't know what would happen if Huaxia really won that night, but he knew that it must be a carnival night.

Although there are only a dozen or twenty students who come to cheer and cheer, at this moment, everyone's face is filled with extremely proud smiles, and several girls shouting Chen Dacheng's name are hoarse. For them, this is not a victory for Chen Dacheng alone, but a victory for all of them.

Even Tang Fei and other small security guards raised their arms excitedly and shouted.

Chen Dacheng, who stepped out of the ring, was so moved that his eyes were red, he had studied in college for three years, and he usually felt difficult to talk about when he went out to ask about the school. This time, for the first time, he felt so proud to be a student of the Finance College, and how proud he was to be able to bring honor to the Finance College.

Mu Dongyun hugged Chen Dacheng tightly and patted him on the back hard, "Stinky boy, good job."

The No. 4 ring entered the 7th game, and it was He Yunbo, who will participate in the professional league next year from Donghai Sports University.

Mu Dongyun and Lu Shanmin stopped their excitement, both of them stared intently at this game, in this group, He Yunbo will be the biggest rival, whether he can directly advance to the top four of the group, it has a lot to do with this person, if Lu Shanmin draws him in advance, he will have to play the play-offs to fight for the fourth place, in the case of such a fierce game, one more game will consume more physical energy, and there is an extra risk of injury, no one will choose to play the play-offs unless it is absolutely necessary.

He Yunbo is tall, about 1.85 meters, the muscles on his body are strong, and when he is relaxed, he can also see pieces of rock-like muscles, and his arms and thighs are unusually thick. At first glance, he is a typical defensive player.

On the other hand, his opponent is much thinner, and the two are compared to each other, just like an adult against a child, just on the field, his face shows timidity.

Mu Dongyun shook his head in disappointment, "The opponent is too bad, too bad, it is estimated that he will be knocked out in the first round, such a disparity in the game, it is difficult to see He Yunbo's style of play, let alone evaluate his strength, it is estimated that there will be no reference for you."

Mu Dongyun was right, as soon as his words fell, the man had already fallen on the stage.

It's very simple, very savage, the opponent punched over, He Yunbo didn't block at all, and let the opponent punch hit him in the face, and at the same time, his left hand punch had already hit the opponent's face.

Under the punch, the man lay straight in the ring, and directly fell unconscious, and the referee quickly called the medical staff waiting on the side and went directly to the stretcher.

Both of them watched without blinking, only to see only one punch.

Lu Shanmin was also quite shocked, the players who entered the knockout round, no matter how bad they were, how powerful this punch was, it could not be fully evaluated just by looking at it, but it was just the beginning of the punch to knock people unconscious, it can be imagined. He may have surpassed himself in strength. In the past, Lu Shanmin was still very confident in his strength, and when he saw He Yunbo's punch, he knew that he was a frog at the bottom of the well.

In the audience, Chen Yang was also stunned by this scene, and unconsciously touched his face, what would it feel like if this punch hit him in the face.

"Yaqian, what will happen if Lu Shanmin faces this person?"

successfully grabbed 500 million from Chen Yang, Zeng Yaqian was in a good mood, and it was rare to be smiling all the time.

"It's just a martial artist with brute strength."

Chen Yang pursed his lips, "I know that Lu Shanmin can fight, I saw him play last time in the Golden Emperor Bar, but compared to this person, it is estimated that it is not enough."

Zeng Yaqian smiled, "If you don't go up, anyway, your fat body won't hurt."

Chen Yang smiled, "I'm a top student of Qinghua University, and I'm a scholar, this kind of brave and ruthless lowly thing is not suitable, not suitable."

Zeng Yaqian turned her head and smiled, "You mean to say that Lu Shanmin is lowly"?

Chen Yang grinned, he was most afraid of Zeng Yaqian's smile, not long ago, it was this smile that robbed him of 500 million.

"Uh, uh, I don't mean that." As he spoke, he hurriedly raised his hands and shouted, "Lu Shanmin, you will win, Lu Shanmin, you will win."

The disturbed students around were dissatisfied with the big fat man who had just threatened them to sit on their butts and whispered, "Stupid".

After all, He Yunbo is a student of Donghai Sports University, and many students from Sports University in the stands recognize him.

This opening punch knockout sparked the warmest applause and cheers since the game, and He Yunbo's name resounded throughout the football stadium, shouting one after another.

Zhou Qianqian pursed her lips, "A group of martial artists with developed limbs and simple minds, put them in society, sister, I only need to use my brain a little, and let them die in minutes without a place to be buried."

Zuoqiu smiled, "It is precisely because of this group of martial artists that this world has more blood and passion." Readers read more truth, more rationality, but less human touch. If everyone in this world were like us, how boring it would be."

Zhou Qianqian smiled, "This is also what Lu Shanmin taught you"?

Zuoqiu smiled and nodded, "Every time a hero slaughters more dogs, most of them are readers, you can tell me, in the five thousand years of China, there are several heroes who are scholars." Scholars have left behind truths, but heroes have left behind stories that can be sung and cried and passed down through the ages."

Zhou Qianqian tilted her head and thought for a while, "It seems that this is the case, Jing Zhong repays the country Yue Wumu, the widow is in command of the Yang family, Guan Yu has passed five passes and killed six generals, and Zhang Fei has been defeated by thousands of troops and horses." Peking Opera seems to be full of these people, and there are very few scholars."

Zuoqiu looked ahead lightly, "Lu Shanmin has learned a lot from me, and I haven't found the joy of being a human being from him."

"Do you know? Lu Shanmin once lost a great opportunity because he didn't listen to me, and he almost lost his life."

Zuoqiu smiled and shook his head, "Even if time goes back and things happen again, I will still stop him, but he will still risk death."