The first game passed quickly, and Li Zheng and Kesef were almost tied.

But in reality, Kesef still won by a narrow margin. When the referee raised Kesef's right hand and announced the result, a knowing smile bloomed on Kesef's face.

And Li Zheng was not discouraged, he returned to the rest corner out of breath.

Director Qi anxiously shushed him and asked him warmly: How do you feel Li Zheng, can you hold on any longer?

Li Zheng smiled: No problem. Kesef is far worse than Nobutaka Yamamoto. It's not hard to win him.

Director Qi said: Don't blow Li Zheng! Let me tell you, bonuses and honors are simply not worth mentioning compared to life. The body is the capital of the revolution, don't let the body suffer a lot of damage for the sake of the top four qualifications. That's not a good deal. I remind you that you are mentally prepared that I will throw the white flag in advance.

Li Zheng frowned and said: Leader, if you are a man, don't do this. By doing so, you are trapping me in unrighteousness.

I hurriedly said: How do you speak, Li Zheng. Director Qi is also worried about you and thinks about you.

Li Zheng smiled: I know. But as I said, I'd rather die on the battlefield than be a deserter!

Director Qi helplessly pointed at Li Zheng's nose and said: You kid was not born in the war period, you lost. A tendon, screwed. People like you can't be a traitor.

Li Zhengchong Qi said: Your praise has given me infinite strength.

Director Qi asked rhetorically: Have I praised you?

At this time, the lady holding the card holding the sign of 'Second Round' circled around the ring, and immediately after, the bell rang.

The second round kicked off.

Lee Zheng and Kesef confronted each other again.

Obviously, due to the narrow victory in the first game, Kesef looked extraordinarily calm. After all, after winning a game, I have a bottom in my heart.

Kesif felt that he had almost touched the details of Li Zheng, so his expression contained his confidence.

The two of them once again rushed at each other.

Almost by coincidence, they tacitly entangled together.

Unexpectedly, Li Zheng suddenly threw a shoulder-hugging and threw Kessef to the ground!

This fall knocked out the morale and the shock. The audience, who had been depressed and uneasy just now, seemed to be rekindled by Li Zheng's ingenious blow at this moment, and more and more people cheered for Li Zheng, so much so that they far surpassed Yumeng and her cheerleaders.

Kessef stood up to fight again, and Li Zheng suddenly reined in the offensive and looked at Kessef with fierce eyes, expecting him to attack first.

Kesif tried on the spot a few times, stepped up and back, and tried a few times before he stabbed him with a furious fist unexpectedly.

Li Zheng suddenly roared, and in the blink of an eye, we were all shocked!

Li Zheng turned out to be sideways and borrowed strength, cushioned slightly, and accurately held the arm that attacked Kesif!

Kesif was also blindfolded, but Li Zheng grabbed him very tightly, and he simply didn't have enough strength to break free from Li Zheng's restraints.

Li was holding Kesif's arm, and in a gorgeous big spin, Kessef was thrown out by him.

Miracle, absolutely miracle!

No one would have thought that Li Zheng, who had just slipped out of the hospital, would have such a keen skill.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Kesef realized that Li Zheng was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he began to distance himself and symbolically pulled away from Li Zheng's fighting stance.

Lee was in hot pursuit, forcing Kesef to the rope.

With the help of the elasticity of the rope, Keser made a magnificent turn, jumped forward with his body, and pounced on Li Zheng.

Lee dodged slightly, and Kesef threw himself into the air.

But Kessef made a swift roll on the ground, kicked his legs into the air, and leaped to his feet.

The moment he first got up, Kesif was still secretly congratulating on his ability to resist blows, but before he could come back to his senses, Li Zheng's miraculous punch had already blossomed at the tip of Kaisef's nose.

In a matter of moments, Kesef's nose began to gush blood frantically.

The situation is constantly being controlled by Li Zheng.

I really don't know where Li Zheng got the strength, he swung his fist and launched a swift counterattack at Kaisev.

For a moment, Kessef was a little caught off guard, and he flexibly defused the first few punches and kicks! But Li Zheng followed up with a leg swing and hit Kesseph's shoulder.

Lee Zheng took advantage of the victory and hit several key parts of Kessef with crazy serial punches, and hit Keseph's lower abdomen and lower limbs with sharp chain legs.

In the second game, Li Zheng turned defeat into victory.

In the third game, the situation reversed even more.

Lee Zheng launched a preconceived attack on Kessef with a swift cross-hook that hit Kessef in the temple.

Li Zheng won the third game.

By the fourth game, Lee Zheng relaxed his attack a little and played around with Kesef, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner.

The result of the fourth game was a narrow victory for Li Zheng.

In the fifth game, Li Zheng used a whip leg at the beginning to lock up the win!

After a few rounds, Li Zheng became the winner with firm belief. When the referee raised his right hand, the audience automatically stood up and praised Li Zheng's tenacity with applause.

The stone in the hearts of Director Qi and I finally landed. The duel between Li Zheng and Kesef, although there are not too many spectacular scenes to speak of, indirectly reflects Li Zheng's strong will. It is a miracle that he was able to defeat Kesev despite being injured!

Subsequently, the members of the organizing committee announced: 15 minutes rest.

Li was lying down leaning, panting heavily. The haggard and tired face hid the joy of his victory.

Fifteen minutes later, the organizing committee began to officially announce the list of the top four: Zhao Long, Pablok, Li Zheng, and Yamamoto Nobutaka.

The four of us will engage in several complex round-robin battles!

Whoever loses wins, who rises and falls.

I suddenly found that the moment the results were announced on the rostrum, Li Zheng was in tears!

Tears with laughter are often the most touching and real.

Director Qi also showed a knowing smile on his face

That night, Director Qi still had a brief celebration and discussed tactics with us.

After fierce competition, the remaining four are all top masters. Pabloc and Nobutaka Yamamoto, each representing the highest level in the United States and Japan.

At half past eight o'clock in the morning of the next day, after a hot dance, a member of the organizing committee on the rostrum chattered endlessly and briefly summarized the grand occasion of the competition in the past few days. and used a lot of space to render the official start of the final four battles.

According to the rules, each of us will have a fierce battle with the other three. In other words, I not only have to fight against Pabloc Yamamoto Nobutaka, but also with Li Zhengyi.

It's always brutal, and I don't have any other choice.

In the established order, the first game was my fight against Pabloc.

I don't know why, after entering the semi-finals, I always feel quite tired physically and mentally.

From the audition to entering the top four, more than a dozen battles were fought large and small, and the body was tired and the heart was even more tired. But with a persistent and firm belief, I walked down without hesitation, and together with Li Zheng, I refreshed the history of Chinese guards in the history of world guards.

Our main task is to try to finish in the top three.

Pabloc, like us, has been invincible in five levels and six generals along the way. As Mr. Huang said, this is a difficult character to deal with. I had a fight with Pabloc last year at the Guards Exchange and he was so ordinary that he didn't even make it to the semi-finals. But this year, he is indeed like a dragon crossing the sea, and along the way, he has killed his opponents many times in seconds, showing his domineering.

Therefore, when confronting Pabloc, many thoughts were born in my heart. I don't dare to be sloppy and careless.

Of course, Pabloc is no different.

When the referee's whistle blew and the duel was called, neither Pabloc nor I immediately attacked.

Wait and see, it is everyone's demeanor. To some extent, it is a prudent strategy and tactic for us to wait and see each other. In a master duel, it is not that whoever strikes first will take the initiative first, and the earlier the shot, the easier it is to expose the opponent's weaknesses.

But wait and see, someone has to strike first. Perhaps there was a tacit agreement, and I moved to the left, and Pabloc moved to the left. We watched as we went around in half a circle, and almost simultaneously launched an attack on our opponent.

kept getting closer, but he was not in a hurry to punch, but to test his legs.

I landed three kicks in a row, two low and one high. For my low kicks, Pabloc dodged sideways, and for high kicks, he bent over to block.

If so, it's a warm-up. I wanted to give Pabloc a surprise attack after a few temptations, but I didn't expect that he seemed to see through my intentions, and the defense was tight, and he didn't seem to have the slightest flaw.

I threw a straight punch to Pablok's chest, and Pablok leaned slightly to the side, quickly moved forward, and landed a swift hook to my head.

Very sharp counteroffensive!

Of course, I didn't dare to take it hard, the whistling fist wind already indicated the power of his punch.

I threw my head back and dodged the punch. Taking advantage of the situation, I squatted down slightly, stepped up with my left foot, and tried to make a close attack on Pabloc.

Pabloc saw through my attempt, took a half-step back, and threw a powerful kick towards my head.

The kick was fast, and the moment the kick flew towards me, my brain made a quick judgment on the strength and direction of the kick. For a moment I was a little unsure whether to take this kick hard or dodge, and if I did, I could have used my arm to meet this leg from the side, and at the same time, with the help of my body's momentum, I could use my other arm to cross Pabloc's exposed crotch and give him a heavy counterattack, but it would be extremely risky, and if I missed, the consequences could be quite devastating.

But in fact, the situation on the scene did not allow me to worry too much at all. I decided to take the plunge and used my left arm to block Pabloc's fast leg in time, only to feel a numbness in my arm, followed by pain. His leg is too strong.

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