The two sides returned to the rest corner.

Director Qi excitedly stretched out his thumbs to Li Zheng: "It's a good fight! Li Zheng, you're amazing, it's simple!"

But there was not the slightest excitement on Li Zheng's face. He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Qiao Ling volunteered to wipe the sweat for Li Zheng: How about it, my senior brother's guidance works. You're just too anxious, you're an anxious person. In fact, if you slow down and attack when the time comes, the hit rate will be higher.

Li Zheng sighed lightly: Don't praise me if you do it, I'm ashamed now.

Everyone was stunned, and Director Qi asked: What are you ashamed of?

I spoke my heart for Li Zheng: Pabloc seems to be injured. Otherwise, Li Zheng's few punches and kicks would not have made him vomit blood at all.

Director Qi was shocked: Injured? How did you get hurt?

Qiao Lingdao: Pabloc has lost one game since the beginning. Of course, my brother injured him. But this Yankee is quite strong, and he keeps pretending to be fine.

Lee Jeong-do: I don't really like duels with injured people.

Qi Mengyan lost no time in interjecting: Okay, Li Zheng, don't pretend to be high-profile! Didn't you beg Zhao Long to cripple Yamamoto Nobutaka for you and let you reap the benefits of the fisherman?

Li Zheng frowned and said: The Japanese deserve to be killed! But Pablok, he seems, is indeed very friendly.

For the first time, I felt that Li Zheng was quite sentimental!

I really don't know what benefits Pabloc gave him and made him suddenly feel compassion.

But to be honest, I feel the same way.

The third game quickly kicked off, and Li Zheng and Pabloc went to the ring to continue the duel.

Yumu suddenly touched my arm, stretched out a finger, and pointed in the direction of the south.

I looked at it and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

To the south sits a group of people dressed in Japanese karate uniforms.

It was the guard team led by Nobutaka Yamamoto. Nobutaka Yamamoto sat in the center, unexpectedly opened his chest, put his feet on the shoulders of the person in front of him, and closed his eyes to recuperate. The man in front of him quietly covered his nose, looking like he had been humiliated.

Nobutaka Yamamoto, what a talent!

You Meng couldn't help but laugh and scold: Build your own comfort on the pain of others, despicable!

I said: Their image has been tarnished by him alone!

I was defeated by dreams: what image do they have?

I hurried and said: Yes, yes, yes. has no image at all, and his image is even worse because of his tainting!

In the ring, Li Zheng and Pabloc continued to confront each other.

In the midst of his eyes, Pabloc suddenly launched a fierce counterattack.

This kind of counterattack can be regarded as a kind of trapped beast fight. After experiencing Li Zheng's continuous attacks, Pabloc at this time has long lost his original demeanor, and he looks so sluggish and powerless between his punches and legs.

Li Zheng did not pay enough attention to Pabloc's attack. Perhaps he felt that his victory was a foregone conclusion, and that Pabloc would not be able to reverse the situation even if he tried to eat milk. But he was wrong, Pabloc was undoubtedly an excellent American warrior, and he pushed Li Zheng like a rhinoceros, his body was bulky and slow on the surface, but in fact he was full of strength and murderous spirit.

For a while, Li Zheng was hugged by Pabloc and overturned to the ground.

Li Zheng came to his senses at this time, turned around and twisted his waist and quickly turned up from the ground, not daring to slack off again.

Pabloc constantly launched fierce charges, trying to use all his strength to suppress the internal wounds, to attack the enemy, and create a miracle.

And Li Zheng did not rush to fight back, but vigilantly watched Pablok's attack movements, or dodged sideways, or launched a tease.

At this time, we can't help but think of the Spanish matador. Like a mad bison, Pabloc can only rely on fierce onslaught to fend off his opponents. And Li Zheng is also like a witty and agile bullfighter, dodging the rampage of the bison and waiting for work.

The result of this situation is nothing more than two.

One is that Li Zheng was attacked by Pabloc's fierce attack and was injured, giving Pablok a chance to fight with him, and the other is that Pablok's repeated attacks were all defused by Li Zheng, and he continued to be exhausted until he ran out of strength and was easily counterattacked by Li Zheng.

In fact, this kind of trapped beast battle made by Pabloc was really helpless. In the last game, his old injury recurred, and new injuries were added, and his physical strength was greatly reduced. However, it has to be admitted that the Americans do have an arrogant and upward spirit, and Pabloc feels that if he plays according to the conventional style, he will not be able to take advantage of it in the slightest, and will even be defeated quickly. Therefore, he chose this charging tactic, charging at Li Zheng again and again, and the potential energy of the charge can be transformed into a huge attack power at the moment of approaching the opponent, as long as it hits the opponent, it can be severely damaged. Of course, the disadvantages of this charging tactic even outweigh the advantages, because doing so will drain the physical strength too quickly, and once the opponent seizes the opportunity to counterattack, his own tragic fate will be doomed.

But Pabloc may not have had any other choice. It is in this way that he is trying to ignite the only hope and turn things around.

And this hope is so slim.

Li Zheng can be regarded as a battle-hardened person, how can he not see Pablok's thoughts. After dodging Pabloc's more than a dozen suicidal charges in a row, Li Zheng finally began to brew a counterattack.

Pabloc charged again, and Lee saw the right moment, and with a sideways force, he flew out and kicked Pabloc in the waist.

Pabloc took several steps forward, barely falling.

And it was at this moment that Pabloc realized that his fate could not be changed.

But he did not stop the charge.

Even the strength of his charge is getting weaker and weaker.

It's like fighting friend and foe, and a warrior would rather die in the way of the charge than flinch. For a warrior, it is the highest honor to be able to die on the way to the charge!

Pabloc charged again, but with the strength and speed of his charge, he could no longer pose any threat to his opponent.

Instead of dodging his opponent's charge this time, Li Zheng straightened up and took a pose, waiting for Pabloc to rush at him, and unleashed a sharp punch that hit Pablok in the chin. Immediately afterwards, there was another leg attack, and Pablok's charge, under Li Zheng's attack, became meaningless.

Li Zheng took advantage of the victory to pursue and began a major counteroffensive.

But at this moment, the bell rings and the game ends.

There is no doubt that in this game, Li Zheng won again.

At this time, Pabloc seemed to be exhausted. Sweat dripped down his face, and he gasped for breath and smiled a friendly smile at Li Zheng.

Li Zheng smiled back with an embarrassed expression, and his clenched fist slowly loosened.

Returning to the rest corner, Director Qi personally wiped Li Zheng's sweat and asked: How do you feel now?

Li Zheng nodded slightly: It's okay.

Director Qi said: This game is very good. At least you stabilized, and after you stabilized, there was a chance to counterattack later. Now Pabloc is basically a sure loser.

Pabloc is also a warrior, I just can't bear it, otherwise, I wouldn't have given him a chance to fight back. I just, just wanted him to fight in the ring a little longer.

Director Qi said: You have to conserve your strength. Sympathy for the opponent in the ring is one

Li Zheng interrupted Director Qi's words and said with a smile: I know. But Pabloc is indeed worth my concessions.

Director Qi said: Being soft in the ring is not a respect for the opponent, but a sarcasm for the opponent. Li Zheng, you have to adjust your mentality.

Li Zhengdao: I know what you mean. Leader, I also know what to do.

Director Qi sighed lightly. In fact, he didn't want to persuade Li Zheng to kill them all, but he was making long-term plans for Li Zheng. From a certain point of view, it is true that as Director Qi said, the ring is like a battlefield, and you can't be soft. It is disrespectful not to use your strength in front of an opponent of high character. Because your actions themselves deceive your opponents. But martial arts practitioners are not grass and trees, they all have feelings, after all, there is a living person in front of them, and reality makes us have to defeat our opponents in order to complete and achieve our goals. There is no runner-up on the battlefield, because runner-up means death. Although the runner-up in the ring can avoid the fate of death, it also has to pay a terrible price. This is a world of the strong, and there is nothing wrong with the strong sympathizing with the weak. But it also violates the laws of competition.

What is the purpose of competition? First, it is for the purpose of learning from each other, learning from each other, and improving each other; first, it is for showing oneself and enhancing one's prestige; and in other words, it is for a certain honor and a certain status.

However, at this exchange meeting, the thoughts of the representatives of various countries were different. Everyone fights for honor or fame and fortune, regards their opponents as real enemies, and resorts to the most cruel and ferocious fighting methods to kill their opponents. Of course, there are also many people who do not regard the ring as a platform to show off their strength and beat their opponents, such as Li Zheng, every time he duels with his opponent, it is with emotion and hatred. When dueling with the Japanese, he was like a hungry lion with no room for mercy, but when dueling opponents from other countries, he suddenly became sentimental and did not want to defeat his opponents by brutal means, so he repeatedly gave in.

The fourth game kicked off, and it also heralded the end of victory and defeat.

Pabloc, exhausted and wounded, had no strength left to launch the next charge.

Li Zheng gritted his teeth and launched a counterattack with a series of quick punches and legs.

Pabloc was knocked to the canvas by a quick kick from Lee.

The referee went over and counted the seconds for him.

For ten seconds, he didn't get up.

Instead, it was Li Zheng who stretched out his right hand to him and pulled him up.

Pabloc smiled gratefully.

When the referee raised Li Zheng's right hand and announced that Li Zheng had won, the world was boiling!

Almost half of the audience couldn't help but stand up and record the honor of the moment with applause. We rushed to the ring, and several representatives of the Chinese guards held Li Zheng high in the air.

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