Director Qi had a knowing smile on his face, but the only way he celebrated his victory was silence and a smile.

Qi Mengyan and Qiao Ling also hugged each other tacitly, cheering for the victory at this moment.

For a while, the scene was a little too intense.

After Li Zheng left the game, we hugged Li Zheng back to the lounge.

Some media reporters flocked to the site. But after all, this security exchange meeting is a confidential event, and the participants in this meeting are all security personnel from all over the world, and the secrecy is relatively strong. Therefore, the media and reporters who come to interview also have special characteristics. Events like these are not allowed to be disseminated on a large scale, and at best can only be disseminated among certain internal groups. But there is no doubt that Li Zheng attracted a lot of media reporters, and Li Zheng conducted a Q&A session while walking, with a personable demeanor and good conversation.

Li Zheng usually looks bohemian and uninhibited, but when it is critical, he is serious, speaks in an orderly manner, and is generous.

When the media faded away, we finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Ling couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It seems that our Huaxia representatives are raising their eyebrows this time!"

You Meng hit her and said, "You are too naïve, Qiao Ling." There is no runner-up on the battlefield, and after so many games, there can only be one champion! Only the champion can really raise his eyebrows!"

Qiao Ling corrected: "At least the top three are influential. I believe that my senior brother and Li Zheng, both of them can enter the top three!"

Li Zheng chuckled: "Can I?"

Qiao Ling nodded: "No problem." Mike is such a powerful character, you have to defeat it!"

Li Zheng smiled: "The taste of being praised is good." But the reality is cruel, and the further you go, the harder it will be to fight. ”

Director Qi seemed to suddenly remember something, turned his head to me and said, "Zhao Long, your long-awaited dream is about to come true! Tomorrow morning, you will face Kesef." He's your old nemesis!"

At the mention of Kesef, my heart fluttered, and before I knew it, I had clenched my fists.

Li Zheng stretched out his fist at me and encouraged, "I believe you, I will easily defeat Kesef." No problem!"

I reached out and pressed my nose, and suddenly there was a sense of awe.

And Yumeng wasted no time in responding to the situation, in front of me to match the atmosphere, and sang softly: I waited for a long time and finally waited for today, and I finally realized my dream after a long dream. Tomorrow you will be ready to fight against Kesef......

Qi Mengyan didn't show weakness either, and made up a song to cheer me up: In the face of old opponents, don't bow your head. Hold your head high and punch him first......

You Meng and Qi Mengyan are both musical geniuses, and after grassroots songs, they casually changed the words like that, which is really like that.

Director Qi also laughed, and said to Youmeng and Qi Mengyan: "You two are simply too talented!"

With laughter, we returned to our accommodation.

That night, we celebrated with drinks, but Director Qi still did not change his routine, and used all the limited time to accompany us to study tactics.

Perhaps it was because of too many entanglements with Kesef, and that night, I couldn't sleep that night. When I woke up the next day, my eyes ached a little.

At 8:40 a.m., the arena was still overcrowded. In the fierce atmosphere, the members of the organizing committee on the rostrum briefly summarized, and then announced that today's Eight Jin Four Tournament will continue.

Kesef and I appeared one after another, and the audience applauded enthusiastically and the atmosphere was hot.

Confronting each other, I took a deep breath.

Defeat him!

These three words are constantly rolling and rippling in my heart.

Old opponents, old rings, old audiences, old scenes.

It is inevitable to touch the scene.

At the same time last year, in the here and now, I lost to Kessef due to special circumstances.

This year, I will be in the same place, defeating Kesef, to reclaim my own honor and applause.

The entanglement with Kesef has been going on for a long time, and there is no national hatred and family hatred between us, only personal grievances.

Perhaps because of last year's victory, Kesef seemed a little dismissive for me, he looked at me coldly, and he stood very casually, but I believe he was mentally prepared.

Originally, the antipathy for Kesef was different from that of Japanese people such as Nobutaka Yamamoto. After all, the relationship between me and Kaisef is only a personal grudge, but with the Japanese, it is a combination of national and family hatred and personal grudges.

But Kesef provoked again: "Defeated, guess what, in what turn will you fall?"

I suppressed the anger in my heart and said softly, "Don't let me treat you the way I treat the Japanese. Don't push me. ”

Kesef snorted coldly, "Oh, I'm afraid you can't do this if you want to." I'm not one of Yamamoto Nobutaka's reckless barbars. Isn't it a defeat?"

I asked rhetorically: "The four words will be rewritten at this moment." But I'm not so vulgar that I won't imprint those four words on you for the rest of my life. ”

Kesef said: "Okay, old friend, there must be a limit to bragging. ”

The members of the organizing committee on the rostrum obviously cherished the competitive scene between me and Kesef, and lost no time in rendering the atmosphere: "The two players standing on the stage are not strangers to everyone. Yes, they are the winners and runners-up of last year. The chief of the national guard, Catherf, and the Chinese guard Zhao Long. The two are both old friends and old rivals. After a year of preparation, I don't know how they will perform today. But in any case, we should believe that this contest should be able to push this exchange meeting to a climax. So, let's wait and see what the two of them have to do......"

A loud whistle kicked off the contest between me and Kesef.

I vigilantly maintained my fighting stance, feeling the flow of Kesef's mind with my heart. I believe that at this moment, he is also with the same mentality towards me.

Seeing that I showed no signs of taking the initiative to attack, Kesef wasted no time in laughing and said, "You can make a move, old friend." ”

I snorted coldly, "Thank you." I'm waiting for your invitation!" I flew towards Kesiff like an arrow off the string.

We quickly got tangled together.

At this moment, I have to admire Old Man Huang's ability to imitate. Although Catherf's body glove road is very different from last year, under the interpretation of Old Man Huang, it is like today's copy. I was flexible, defensive, counter-attacking, all in one go. Kesef was a little surprised.

It's no wonder he's not surprised. According to his thoughts, he used a trick to take the initiative from the beginning. But his calculations didn't succeed, and I easily locked up his sharp punches and legs, making it impossible for him to perform.

After gradually gaining the initiative and advantage, I began to increase the intensity of the counteroffensive.

Kesif was forced to the rope by me, and he couldn't use his fists and kicks. I combined the real and the false, and the foot punched first, so that Kesef only had the ability to defend, but had no chance to attack.

In a flash, I unleashed a sharp uppercut that hit Kessef in the chin. Kesif leaned back, his body bent back in a large arc, and he straightened up again.

But I didn't give up, and I took advantage of the momentum and threw another uppercut, which still hit him in the chin. Kesef was still leaning back, but this time he was not as lucky as he had just been, and the elasticity of the rope gave him the momentum to turn back, but he lacked the strength to do so. Just bounced back a third of the way, I threw a straight punch straight into the chest.

Catherf's face changed suddenly, but there was no room to dodge. A hard fist blossomed on his chest, and he bent forward in a ball, clutching his chest and moaning violently.

At this moment, in fact, as long as I used all my strength to punch him in the head, then Kesef would definitely lose, and even the possibility of a concussion. But I didn't do that. Because no matter how hateful Kesef is, he is not Japanese after all.

I gave him a breather, even though the referee had already come over and parted us.

Blood oozed from the corners of Kesef's mouth, and he reached out to wipe it, and looked at me with a frown, the words 'incredible' written on his face through expression.

In the first game, Kessef was hit by me with six punches and seven kicks, and his sharpness was greatly reduced.

Sitting back in the corner to rest and adjust, You Meng was surprised to beat my back and pinch my shoulders, and praised: "Zhao Long, you are so powerful!"

I smiled and said, "Encouragement." ”

Yumeng's face flushed, and he pinched my shoulder with a little more force: "What nonsense!"

Of course, Director Qi could also hear our voice, and couldn't help coughing lightly: "Pay attention to the discipline of the arena. This, Comrade Xiao Zhao performed well, it seems that it is basically not difficult to win against Kaisef!"

Li Zheng gave me a thumbs up: "That's nature." What is Catheph. The really powerful characters are still to come!"

Qi Mengyan was silent, just looked at me thoughtfully, and stopped talking.

Qiao Ling squinted at Kesev, and said with a grin: "Senior brother is mighty! Those hooks just now are so cool, click, I see, this Kai's mouth will not be able to eat for at least a week." ”

I coughed lightly and bluffed as a reminder, "Keep it low, you have to keep it low." ”

The fairy posture is dressed and the man dance is light. After a burst of half-time cheering, the Miss Sign-Raising held aloft the 'Second Round' sign and circled the ring, gracefully descending.

When I passed them into the ring, one of the girls whispered, "You've won!"

It turned out to be Chinese!

But that girl is actually not a Chinese expatriate, but an authentic white skin.

Confronting Kessef again, I stretched my arms to get my mind in the best shape. Kesef's jaw squirmed slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "I've got a lot of skills, old friend." But this one, you won't win so easily!

I replied lightly: Let's see the results.

The whistle blew, and the second game officially kicked off.

Kesef is indeed a master of the masters, and after losing the first game, he has summed up his experience, and in the second game he quickly changed his strategy, strengthened his defense, and made a timely and effective defense against my attack.

Bodyguard No. 1