I stroked my face with my hand to try to look as calm as I could, and then, under the watchful eye of the audience, crossed the rope and stood in the ring.

When Kesef saw me coming back, he pinched his nose in a pretentious manner and said contemptuously: "Oops, I smell a smell of poop, Zhao Long, are you pulling into your pants?"

Hearing Catherf's taunts, I was a little angry, but I didn't have a seizure. I frowned and said, "Kesef, can you clean your mouth?"

Kesef shrugged and smiled, "No matter how clean my mouth is, your ass is also clean, right......?"

I was about to fight back and the referee had already made a gesture to stop our verbal battle.

At this point, I had only one conviction, and that was to knock Kessef to the ground.

This arrogant and nobody's fellow. Today, it's time to settle the ledger with him.

I thought so, but my body protested. My legs ached, and my stomach ached for a while.

The bell rang and the race between me and Kesef officially began.

Kesef was the first to attack, and he first launched a fierce attack on me with unpredictable punches, and I held my weak body to deftly dodge and defend against it. For a moment, Kesef's attack didn't work, but I could clearly feel that Kesef's power was quite amazing, and the speed of his punches was quite fast, and the slightest mistake could lead to a blow from him. Therefore, I always kept my nerves on my head, not daring to slack off, and at the same time looking for opportunities to find the flaws in Kesef and take it down in one fell swoop. After all, my physical condition is not optimistic because of the diarrhea, I don't have much physical strength to fight Kessef for a long time, I have to find his weakness as quickly as possible, and hit him quickly and accurately, so that I can defeat him.

But through Kesef's swift attack, I knew that it would not be easy to defeat him.

Then, Kesef started attacking my bottom plate with vicious low kicks, and I first dodged nimbly and then waited for an opportunity to try to hold my leg to keep it from falling. But Kesef's leg was pretty quick to get out and close, and I really didn't have a chance to restrain him.

Kesef's moves are unpredictable, one moment Muay Thai, the next taekwondo, and the next boxing.

It's hard to guard against, and it's impossible to predict how his tricks will change.

I didn't dare to be sloppy at all, and I was ready for the battle, but several punches were deftly flashed by Kesef.

Kesef is tight and loose, attacking and defending, both offensive and defensive, making it impossible to break through and difficult to attack.

I tried to punch it in a series of punches, snapping, and throwing three punches, but they were all cleared by Kesef. Kesef's eyes were blazing, and he used both fists and kicks, as if he wanted to take the initiative as soon as possible and defeat me.

I'm getting more and more strained.

To be exact, at this time, I was already quite tired, and the torture of diarrhea made my limbs weak and my legs weak. I felt like the speed and power of my punches were diminished. But Kesef is like a tiger descending from the mountain, full of vitality, powerful punches, and excellent legs. He suddenly attacked with his fists, sometimes stepping back and raising his legs, and in one go, he made a compelling move.

Against such a strong opponent, I suddenly wanted to try to squeeze them with a hand-to-hand takedown, so I started to get close quickly, waiting for an opportunity to do so.

But Kesef was no one to wait, and as soon as I approached him, he suddenly threw a thunderous knee right at my abdomen.

This blow made me feel unbearable pain, and my stomach was like everything was surging. If it was in normal times, maybe this knee blow would not have had much effect on me, but at this moment, I was suffering from diarrhea, and my abdominal muscles seemed to be quite fragile, and I couldn't show my previous ability to resist blows, and I suddenly felt unbearable pain and staggered back.

Kesef took advantage of the victory, and before I could react, he threw three punches in quick succession, straight punches, hooks, and hooks.

It had two punches and hit me in the face hard. The hot pain ignited instantly.

But in the face of Kesef's swift attack, I seemed to have no power to refute in an instant, only to defend and defend, and not let the opponent hit.

However, it backfired, and Kesef became more and more fierce as he fought, and he quickly unleashed a high side kick that hit me in the chest.

I was overwhelmed, took a few steps back, and almost fell.

At this moment, I was completely aware of the situation.

But I have to persevere, I have to find a way to save the situation.

While I was getting ready for a big counter-attack, the first round was over.

The referee held up a red card, signaling that Kesef had won the first game.

On the occasion of resting, Captain Sun seemed a little anxious and taught me skills. I was very annoyed at this time, and I was not in the mood to listen to the nagging, so I just touched the redness and swelling of my cheeks.

It's still sensible from the dream, and come over to help me wipe my sweat. I noticed that Yumeng's face also had a lot of sweat, and delicate beads of sweat slid slowly across her white face, like a beautiful picture.

You Meng asked with concern while wiping my sweat for me, "Zhao Long, are you okay?"

I shook my head and said it didn't hurt, but it hurt terribly. However, I heard Yumeng's voice a little hoarse, and I was about to ask what was going on, when a female cheerleader next to me opened her mouth and explained: "Zhao Mi, just now the staff officer shouted to you to cheer for you, and my voice was hoarse." ”

A wave of emotion swept through my heart, and at the same time, a powerful force rushed into me.

Try this power, maybe just a temporary impulse.

But I felt the warmth in Yume's face.

I suddenly had an urgent urge to take the handkerchief from Yumeng's hand and help her wipe the sweat from her eyelids, but as soon as I had this thought, I was overthrown by my own macho spirit, and after a flash of thought, I suddenly realized: What a terrible thought, so many people are paying attention to me, how can I do such a move? But then I think about it, Yumengdu is so selfless to help me wipe my sweat, why can't I put down the shelf and show my care for her?

There was some contradiction in my heart.

When there is a contradiction, the bell rings.

After the lady who held the card took a graceful step and showed a circle in the ring with the sign of 'Second Round', the second game officially kicked off.

I heard the voices of the overseas Chinese in the audience and the cheerleaders led by Meng, and I also saw countless small red flags waving in their hands.

A kind of power that fills the whole body. It makes me seem to forget the exhaustion, forget the abdominal pain, forget the failure.

There is only the victorious ** in the heart.

In this game, Kesef still used strong attacks, hitting me with fists and elbows to the head, chest and face one after another, and each blow set off a wave of enthusiasm in the audience. To be exact, his knee striking skills really made me a little unbearable, the knee was fast, the strength was great, and I was suffering from diarrhea, I couldn't help but feel a little messy. But I'm also a veteran of the ring after all, so I quickly adjusted my mentality and pace, avoided reality as much as possible, strengthened my guard and increased my vigilance, and fought back with fast legs and heavy punches, and waited for opportunities to perform a national wrestling.

In the first game, I completely got rid of my impatience, although I was also passive because of the pain, but the corners of the formation gradually adjusted steadily, and I showed calm and extraordinary in the fight.

At one opportunity, I was able to get close and lure Kessef with an uppercut, only to suddenly throw a takedown and drop Kessef to the canvas.

The audience burst into warm applause. I heard Yume's hoarse shouts and cheers during the applause. I really wanted to go back and search for her pretty figure and concerned eyes. But the situation on the field did not allow me to be a little sloppy. I have to be vigilant, take precautions, and try to change from reactive to proactive as much as possible.

Although Kesef was fallen, he got up as if nothing had happened, and continued to attack me.

However, at this time, I was in good spirits, forgetting the wounds, forgetting the abdominal pain, and I had only one belief in my heart: it was to defeat Kesef completely.

So, Kesef repeated my throws, and for a while I was knocked unconscious. The situation in the ring changed, and I changed my pace, and I began to fight back with a series of punches, and every time I tried, I didn't miss a shot. For a moment, Kaisev's ferocious momentum was completely suppressed, and blood flowed from his forehead. He took two steps back and quickly wiped the blood from his forehead with his hand, as if he felt something incredible.

But where else can I give him another chance, take two quick steps forward, and unleash a series of three kicks that hit Kesef's abdomen and chest and face. Cathef was overwhelmed and staggered to the ground.

By the time he got up again, he had no chance at all.

I continued to unleash my chain legs, and in an instant I kicked Kesef out of my soul and embarrassed.

Next, I was like a bamboo, down the mountain, and launched a frenzied attack on Kesef.

Kesef has been at a disadvantage.

I took advantage of the opportunity to show off my awe, and as I chased to the rope, I landed a side high kick that hit Kessef in the face, and Kesef almost fell off the rope.

……

As soon as the bell rang for the end, the second round came to an end. I threw my arms up excitedly.

But at this time, I suddenly realized that my physical strength had almost been consumed.

I walked to the corner of the rope, and Yume still took out a handkerchief to help me wipe my sweat, but after wiping, Yume made an unusually bold move: she kissed my forehead excitedly.

"Zhao Long, you are amazing. This girl loves you to death!" Yumu seemed to forget the occasion and praised unscrupulously, while beginning to wipe my sweat with a handkerchief.

My heart shuddered, and I felt the pain in my cheeks disappear, but a special aroma.

That is the imprint left by the lips of dreams.

If it was in normal times, Yumeng kissed me like this coldly, it would be really difficult for me to accept. But on this occasion, in such an exciting atmosphere, it is nothing more than forgivable for her to suddenly make such a move. I can interpret it as her encouragement and praise for me, or as a reward. Looking at Yumu's sweaty cheeks, a warm current welled up in my heart. Of course, I can see that Yume's current physical condition is not optimistic. The effects of the high fever on her have not faded. And her voice, which was almost completely hoarse, made me more and more aware of her care and attention to me.

To be precise, this kiss cannot be regarded as intimacy between lovers, but a heartfelt blessing and encouragement.

But the only thing worth affirming is that this kiss has given me infinite motivation.

Captain Sun watched from the side while watching You Meng help me wipe my sweat, and instructed: "Zhao Long, in this way, this is stable, as long as Kesef's morale is suppressed, he will not have a chance to take the initiative anymore." Can't give him any chance, like he just did......"

I just nodded slightly.

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