The behemoth slammed to the ground, echoes echoing through the arena.

Shen Tingchao's back hit the ground, he was smashed, dizzy, and his head was blank.

In his ears, the sound of ticking and ticking was infinitely amplified, even drowning out the low cries of the cheerleaders.

The result of this game was greatly unexpected by everyone.

At the beginning, Shen listened to the tide and knocked on the knock, either falling or fighting, Cheng Pengjing suffered a loss, and his physical strength was exhausted. Coupled with the huge weight and height difference, no one would have thought that the ending would be like this.

Shen Tingchao's blankness didn't last long, and he immediately jumped up from the ground. Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, and quickly adjust your mindset. It doesn't matter, two wins in three games, this is the first round, what are you afraid of?

His actions aroused the applause of everyone in the audience.

"It is worthy of our young master Chao, the pattern is big, and the heart is wide!"

"That's not it, the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, unlike some people, who are narrow-minded, and their eyes are smaller than the nose of a needle, so they think about victory or defeat. ”

Cheng Peng is speechless, can this also be complained about?

The referee blew the whistle, grabbed his right hand and announced: "In the first round, the blue side wins!

This time, Wan Lao took the lead in applauding, Qiao Yujun and others also began to cheer, this was the applause that belonged to Cheng Peng, and he was still a little excited.

Go back to your own house and find your own mother.

Shen Tingchao had sufficient manpower and equipment, and as soon as he returned to the rest corner, someone immediately played a fan, served tea and poured water, and rubbed his legs and shoulders.

Zhu Chengxiong stepped forward and said, "Ah Chao, how is it?"

Shen Tingchao remained silent and stared at Cheng Peng opposite: "He doesn't have a chance." ”

"That's good, but you still have to be careful. Zhu Chengxiong said, "I suspect that this kid has a background." ”

"Even if he is cut off from a background board, I will teach him a lesson. Shen listened to the tide.

Zhu Chengxiong was silent, he understood Shen Tingchao's temperament. Arrogance, admit death.

Over there, Cheng Peng returned to his little corner, which was the little corner with his friends. Peng Xiaoyan handed over a bottle of mineral water, the mouth of the bottle had been unscrewed, and the water was new. Qiao Yujun handed him a wrung out wet towel, which was most effective for wiping sweat.

Xiaomei gave him a thumbs up, her little face flushed, and she said excitedly: "Peng Peng, it's good!"

"Cheng Peng, I really didn't expect that you could push out such a big man! Let me tell you buddy, whether you win or lose today, you are my idol. I'll go, more than 200 catties, more than 1.9 meters, I'm afraid when I think about it!" Xiao Gao shrunk his neck, stole a glance at Shen Tingchao, and felt that the person was a mountain eagle and a tiger.

"Whoa!" Zhuang Zhuang also stretched his waist and barked at him a few times, which was regarded as a celebration.

Cheng Peng was physically and mentally exhausted, but he cheered up and smiled with everyone.

He gulped down water, responding to his friends' teasing words, but his mind was not on chatting at all.

He tried his best to sense and communicate with the mirror, but this time he didn't even have a foggy scene, what the hell is going on?

His strength seems to have run out, and now his feet are shaking, but there are still two rounds left in the fight, can he win?

Cheng Peng couldn't help but look up at Wan Yunjin, this girl's face was a little pale and she looked quite nervous. After all, this game is about her life!

He could feel every inch of muscle fiber in his body shouting, "I can't do it, I need to rest!"

"Cheng Peng, if you kid dare to call me again, I'll be done with you!"

Cheng Peng smiled bitterly: "Big brothers, work hard, we have to pass today's pass." "As for the mirror, let's look for it later.

Cheng Peng admits that he can only see this step under his feet at present.

Five minutes passed quickly, and the two were back on the field again. Shen Tingchao supplemented vitamins, drank soda, and after resting, his physical fitness recovered a lot. Cheng Peng drank a bottle of mineral water, and still looked a little out of breath.

The referee blew the whistle and gave the order, and the second round began.

Shen Tingchao decided to make a quick decision and no longer gave Cheng Peng any chance. He also discovered that Cheng Peng is more good at pretending, and he looks like he is physically exhausted, but in fact, he may not know how much energy he is hiding.

Shen Tingchao, who was going all out, was like a violent whirlwind, suddenly rolled towards Cheng Peng, wrapped his upper body with both hands, and fell to the ground fiercely. Press for three seconds, and you'll win.

But Cheng Peng didn't give him a chance, the soles of his feet seemed to be smeared with oil, and he slipped around, and escaped from his arms, wandering around the venue to dodge.

Shen Tingchao's brows were tightly locked, and he said secretly: "Sure enough, I still have the strength to escape!" His feet are more like the wind, and his hands are like iron tongs, and he is bound to grab it and not let go.

Whether Cheng Peng has the strength or not, he knows best. Don't look at the joy of his escape now, it's actually like the last one percent of the mobile phone battery. With each action, the power is depleted dramatically.

He knew he only had one chance!

The two of them just played a game of cat and mouse on the mat. Several times, Shen Tingchao's big long hand almost grabbed Cheng Peng's arm, but he tried his best to break free. Even once, Shen Tingchao had already grabbed him, and during the struggle, Cheng Peng left several deep blood marks on his arm.

Sweat flowed through the wound, and the sharp pain stimulated Cheng Peng's nerves. On the other side, Shen Tingchao was like a hungry tiger, forcing his little sheep into the corner.

In order to find the best view, the referee hurriedly turned sideways and stepped to the side. In this brief moment, Cheng Peng suddenly rushed up and threw himself into Shen Tingchao's arms.

No one could understand the meaning of his action, and neither did Shen Tingchao. Isn't this a typical sheep in the mouth of a tiger? Shen Tingchao even laughed, feeling that Cheng Peng was dizzy and gave up.

Wan Lao couldn't sit still, he stared intently at the field, feeling that Cheng Peng was going to suffer. Qiao Yujun and Peng Xiaoyan were so anxious that their foreheads were sweating, so they simply stood up to cheer and cheer Cheng Peng on.

In the cage, Cheng Dazhuang barked again, and his immature screams echoed throughout the venue.

Shen Tingchao's cheerleaders were hindsighted, probably stunned by Cheng Peng's stubbornness and sudden rampage.

Before the referee was in place, he realized that he had missed the best view again, so he quickly gathered his feet and turned around.

At the same time, Cheng Peng had already fallen into the arms of his opponent. He stretched out his hands, hugged Shen Tingchao's iron-like waist, raised his knees, and slammed it!

Boom!

A muffled sound that only the two of them could hear came from under Shen Ting's crotch. Then he petrified, and the pain spread instantly, and he felt that his skin color should be no different from that of the Hulk.

Shen Tingchao took a deep breath, but that breath was held in his chest, and he couldn't lift it. Holding his breath and holding his voice in his throat at the same time.

Without waiting for this breath to be smooth, Cheng Peng was thief again, and the loach broke free from his arms, rubbed shoulders with him, and fought back with his elbow, smashing on his ribs.

The great pain spread again, and Shen Tingchao's brain was buzzing, and his face was blue.

Cheng Peng quickly turned around, pinned his arm, and hooked his foot slightly. Under the severe pain, Shen Tingchao's body was out of balance and he was easily hooked to the ground.

Cheng Peng pounced, pounced on him, pressed him tightly, and turned him over by the way, with his back on the ground.

All the movements were done in one go, including Sun Yunlei and Huo Donglin, the two martial arts veterans, who didn't fully see his movements clearly. At least that elbow, that knee, no one saw.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, a way for the other, and a body for the other!

Shen Tingchao realized that something was wrong, and began to resist fiercely in pain. But Cheng Peng was like an iron lump, a stone egg, pressing on him, making him unable to move.

Three seconds, only three seconds!

Tick, tick, tick!