If, at the beginning, these people entered the arena just with Gao Ye and others, they were not afraid that there would be no excitement to watch.

After the last bloody match, they felt that everything was worth it, and this kind of heavyweight competition had surpassed many of their ordinary people's levels.

At this moment, looking at the two people in the field who overwhelmed the audience with their momentum, they understood what it meant to tremble in their hearts.

Everyone watched intently, lest they miss every detail.

The two people in the arena also began to move.

At first, they were just testing each other, wanting to see the opponent's routine and level, but the more they tried, the more frightened and excited they became, and they both accelerated the movements and strength of their hands.

About five minutes later, the two separated again.

Everyone outside the arena felt a sense of depression, originally thought that it would be more exciting than the first game, but what they saw was only dazzling each other.

A little disappointed, but Gao Ye's reputation was there, and they still waited patiently, because they all knew that Gao Ye was not an embroidered pillow, and he could use such a powerful appeal today, but it was not something that could be possessed with lip service.

This time apart, Gao Ye and Zhang Xiaoai were at both ends, moved their hands and feet seriously, looked at each other, and were both cautious and excited.

In the eyes of outsiders, the temporary separation is the real beginning.

Su Xiaocan was sitting next to him, still wondering why Zhang Xiaoai was not as powerful as he was in the club today, so he heard Cui Yimo whisper on the side: "It's started!"

When the two collided again, even Su Xiaocan, a layman, obviously felt that his heartbeat was speeding up, because the speed of the two was completely stimulated, and sometimes it was just a blink of an eye, and both sides did not leave half a point of afterimage, so they fought and separated again.

It's just that, everyone just realizes it too quickly. What made their hearts beat even faster was that when they saw each other's movements clearly, they found that every time the two of them made a shot or a leg, they were going to each other's vital points and joints, and the move was fatal.

The closer he got to the ring, the more he felt the suffocating and trembling sense of threat, Su Xiaocan sat in the nearest place, and several times felt that thick murderous aura coming to his face, as if he was about to tear himself apart in the next second.

She didn't even realize when, she grabbed her collar with both hands, and her breathing became rapid and restless.

Cui Yimo noticed Su Xiaocan's strange appearance for the first time, and raised her hand to cover her eyes.

The world is dark, and the darkness that should make people feel timid, but at this time, it gives people a particularly peaceful feeling.

Su Xiaocan felt the warm touch on his face, and tried to adjust his breathing, so that his emotions slowly calmed down.

It was a very simple action, but it took her two minutes to slowly recover.

After she got used to it, she firmly pulled down Cui Yimo's hand and looked at the ring seriously, but this time she was mentally prepared, became objective and rational, and was no longer so affected.

Moreover, Cui Yimo was sitting next to her, and the hands of the two of them were holding each other, as if infinite power was constantly passing on to her.

This is also only relative.

For Su Xiaocan, it was just a few breaths of time, but there were huge changes in the ring.

The most intuitive thing is that both of them are colored, and both the corners of their mouths and cheeks are bruised.

After the two separated, they were much more cautious when they rushed forward, occasionally being hit by each other, and throwing off the numb parts.

The audience was silent, and the audience was breathing louder, as if they were going to be specially warned.

The two people in the ring are now red-eyed, and the sound of the wind breaking from the body because of the rapid movement seems to be able to reach everyone's ears. When the two hit each other with every move, the people outside the arena had to tremble first, as if at that moment, it was themselves who were fatally hit.

The game didn't last long, it took less than half an hour in total, and it ended with Zhang Xiaoai falling to the ground, Gao Ye pressing Zhang Xiaoai with one hand, and pinching his neck with the other.

After a long time, the hall remembered the thunderous applause.

Gao Ye stood up and stretched out one hand towards Zhang Xiaoai.

Zhang Xiaoai borrowed Gao Ye's hand and got up from the ground with a force.

The two supported each other and got out of the ring together.

Cui Yimo took Su Xiaocan's hand and suddenly asked, "Why do you insist on watching it? You have always disliked this kind of ring match, and you also said that you hate bloody and barbaric things the most." ”

Su Xiaocan looked at the two "murderers" who were about to walk in, pulled the corners of his mouth shallowly, and said, "Yes, I hate these the most, but I hope to know more about your life."

In them, I saw you fighting in places I don't know, in unknown times.

I want to keep this feeling firmly in my heart, in order to get to know you better, in order to have fewer regrets. ”

What answered her was that Cui Yimo clenched her big hand harder.

Because the ring is about to have a third cultural battle, many people have already rushed to the ring, unloading things, moving things, assembling things, and in less than five minutes, what is presented in front of everyone is a huge sand table.

Chen Yunze and the students of the Logistics Command Department went into the ring together. Compared with the two bloody battles, everyone suddenly changed their style of painting and became two polite people, and everyone was still a little misadapted.

The game started silently, and the game process was a bit tedious.

Everyone began to whisper with some impatience.

Even a few people who were not far from the ring started chatting mode.

Gao Ye and Zhang Xiaoai just finished the game, and they completely performed a friendship that did not fight and did not know each other.

The two sat side by side in chairs, watching the ring, chatting boredly.

Gao Ye, as the winning side, didn't look happy at all, and said coldly: "Do you know why you lost to me?"

Zhang Xiaoai rubbed his arm and said indifferently: "Ah, I know. Because I am a citizen, you are a soldier!"

Gao Ye frowned, "Don't you feel discouraged if you lose?" You know, if you use more strength and be more ruthless, what the result of this game will be is still unknown!"

"So, this fight is probably the last peak moment of my life. Zhang Xiaoai sighed, leaned closer to Gao Ye, half-covered his mouth with his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Let me ask, there should be someone who specially recorded our games, right?