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Zheng Ya covered his abdomen with one hand, supported his body with difficulty with the other, and looked at Bo Buqiu with both eyes, beads of sweat the size of beans kept coming out of his forehead, and the green tendons on his hands burst even more.

Zheng Ya's state at this time is quite bad.

The punch that broadcast does not seek is not particularly heavy, but the purpose of broadcasting does not seek is very insidious, and this punch instantly triggered the blood shadow lock that Li Wentao hit into his body.

In order to fight against the broadcaster, Zheng Ya temporarily sealed the Blood Shadow Lock, liberated the internal strength of the Yi Jin Sutra, and improved the continuous combat ability of his attacks, otherwise, it would be difficult for Zheng Ya to attack for two minutes in one round.

Zheng Ya's original plan was to follow the broadcast and then slowly resolve the hidden dangers in his body.

What I didn't expect was that Bo Buqiu actually colluded with Li Wentao, this punch caused the blood shadow lock to be instantaneous, and the blood mark shrank suddenly, affecting the acupoints and muscles around his heart veins, and suddenly, more than one place on his body flowed to the heart veins The qi and blood were instantly tightened, and the rapid blood rushed straight to the heart veins.

If it weren't for Zheng Ya's temporary seal that had a certain alleviating effect, if it weren't for Zheng Ya's timely reaction and borrowing the time to fall to the ground to quickly protect his heart, Zheng Ya would have been seriously injured at this time.

At this moment, Zheng Ya's best choice is actually to stop the game immediately and go back to heal, with Yi Jin Jing in his body, as long as the current injury is stabilized, it won't take long to completely heal.

On the contrary, if Zheng Ya continues to fight, he is likely to suffer another heavy blow, and maybe not only will he not be able to win this match, but his life will be in danger.

Li Wentao and Bo do not seek to conspire, maybe there is not only one means.

Zheng Ya's heart swelled with a strong sense of jealousy.

The referee counted to six.

Zheng Ya slowly looked at the audience.

I saw a pair of eyes, and in these eyes, there was anxiety, hope, worry, and the helpless expression that was about to wait for disappointment.

Zheng Ya also saw pieces of slow, listless little five-star red flags.

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Zheng Ya's mind.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, he has completed the task of Huashan on the sword, and he does not need to continue to stay in the ring...... And so on, and so on, quickly passed through my mind.

Lin Zhiyu and Yang Zijie also shouted loudly to themselves on the edge of the ring to withdraw themselves from the competition.

Zheng Ya knew that she was injured and scared the two little girls.

But did you really quit there?

Those fans of national arts, they were ignited by their own hope for victory, ignited the pride of national arts, and now, do they want to extinguish these sparks with their own hands?

In the end, did you do your best?

Is it true that there is no possibility of victory at all?

As soon as he loses, the national art is truly defeated.

As soon as he retreated, Huashan discussed the sword, and the one who climbed to the top of Huashan was Muay Thai.

Will you feel at ease?

When the referee counted to eight, Zheng Ya's eyes regained their light, his body jumped lightly on the ground a few times, and he whispered to the referee: "I can continue to fight." ”

In the referee's eyes, a trace of appreciation flashed, and after reconfirming Zheng Ya's state, he said that the game could indeed continue.

In the gymnasium, a large number of Guoshu fans cheered warmly because Zheng Ya stood up straight, and many people's eyes were even full of tears.

Lin Zhiyu and Yang Zijie's eyes were about to tear, they bit their lips tightly, and did not continue to persuade Zheng Ya.

They don't want Zheng Ya to get hurt.

But Zheng Ya insisted on fighting, but they could only support it.

At war again, Zheng Ya's condition is not very good.

Qi and blood are still rolling, the Yi Jin Sutra is completely invoked, and Zheng Ya can only rely on the three-layer King Kong not to break the body, and he can't fight against the Muay Thai king.

In the Shaolin Temple, Master De'an frowned deeply, he saw the blood on Zheng Ya's face, saw a big mistake, and kept scolding in his heart that he should die.

The warrior monk Dalong's fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were also full of unwillingness.

Zheng Ya's state is obviously very inappropriate, and I don't know if he has the strength to break out again in the next minute or so, if not, then Zheng Ya is likely to face a tidal attack from the Muay Thai champion.

At the beginning of the game, Bo Buqiu really rushed over quickly.

came up with a condensed flying leg, followed by a brave elbow smash, and a knee punch.

The three strikes were all in one go, and each blow was powerful.

Zheng Ya, who had not fully recovered from his state, staggered and was quickly forced to the edge of the fence, and his state was very unfavorable.

The warrior monk Dalong suspected that Zheng Ya's state could not last for a minute, and he might be forcibly knocked down again.

More viewers are also full of worries.

Golden boy Zheng Ya, in the TV camera, sweating profusely, under the onslaught of broadcasting, he was very embarrassed, and he was forced to no longer retreat.

Very reluctantly, Zheng Ya still resisted the powerful onslaught of Bo Buqiu, and did not directly rout in the powerful attack of Bo Buqiu.

The knee rush was useless, and he didn't seek to take a step back and kick his left leg in a lower position.

Zheng Ya seemed to instinctively raise his leg to block, but his eyes lit up, and while his left leg landed on the ground, his body was slightly on one side, and his right foot kicked on his side like lightning, aiming directly at Zheng Ya's head.

This kick is extremely fast and powerful.

Zheng Ya even saw that there was a surprise in the eyes of Bo Buqiu.

Just when Bo Buqiu was about to kick himself with his right foot, in Zheng Ya's mind, the Sun Bodhizi, which was rarely used, was driven away for the first time.

In his eyes, a flash of divine light flashed, and Zheng Ya's head shook quickly to the side.

Broadcast Buqiu's right foot kick into the air.

At this moment, Zheng Ya's right shoulder shrugged upwards suddenly, and his body jumped up slightly, as if he was cooperating, and his right foot didn't have time to withdraw, and it was on Zheng Ya's shoulder.

Bo Buqiu was slightly stunned, and said in his heart that this was too coincidental, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he had to retract his right leg.

Zheng Ya had already let out a tiger roar, grabbed Bo Buqiu's right leg with his right hand, and pulled it forward, and Bo Buqiu's body was involuntarily pulled over.

Zheng Ya bent his elbow with his left hand, and slammed forward, snapping, and snoozed his head in the middle.

With a bang, Bo Buqiu was knocked to the ground by an elbow.

The development of these few times is very fast, and everyone is still worried about whether the golden boy Zheng Ya can resist the onslaught of Bo Buqiu, good guy, the god turned around, and the powerful, who was attacking Bo Buqiu, was actually hit by Zheng Ya and fell to the edge of the ring.

There are about 50 seconds left.

There was a second knockout in this fight.

This time, the one who was knocked down became the Muay Thai king Bo Buqiu.

In the slow motion given by the director, Zheng Ya's elbow is not light, on the ground of the ring, the broadcast does not want to roll with his head in his arms, and his expression is also very painful.

In the gymnasium, the fans of national arts who were stunned for a moment reacted quickly, and the great compassion had just passed, and the great joy came, and many fans of national arts instantly shouted hysterically.

In the corner of the ring, Yang Zijie hugged Lin Zhiyu, jumping and laughing, Lin Zhiyu looked at Zheng Ya with teary eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

Zheng Ya stood in the ring, his arms raised high, and he roared angrily at the sky.

The five-star red flags fluttered all over the field.

Zheng Ya and Zheng Ya's cheers were deafening.

Just when everyone was full of worries about the golden boy Zheng Ya's game, just when everyone thought that the golden boy Zheng Ya couldn't resist, the golden boy Zheng Ya suddenly broke out, and with his color, he strongly knocked down the Thai king Bo Buqiu, and the gymnasium was boiling instantly.

Xiang Tao saw that Zheng Ya couldn't stop it, afraid that he would witness Zheng Ya being knocked to the ground, so he used the excuse of going to the toilet, trying to avoid the scene that disappointed him and was sad.

As a result, just standing in the toilet, in the living room, the daughter-in-law's surprised cheers broke out, "Zheng Ya, Zheng Ya......"

The urine ran out halfway, and quickly retracted again, Xiang Tao rushed into the living room with an arrow step, and shouted loudly: "Qian'er, is it swollen, is it swollen?"

"Knock down, Zheng Ya knocked down the broadcast", Xiaoqian stood on the sofa, jumping and screaming.

Xiang Tao ran to the TV, just in time to see Zheng Ya's elbow hit the slow-motion playback of the broadcast!

Xiao Qian jumped a few times, frowned, and said, "Taotao, why does it smell of urine in the living room?"

Xiang Tao said loudly: "That's not the point, hahaha, I love you to death, Zheng Ya......"

This guy hugged Xiaoqian as he spoke: "Daughter-in-law, I feel that this smell is coming from you, are you so excited?"

Xiao Qian......