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Usmanov stubbornly stood up.

Zheng Ya continued to attack onslaught, and the time passed quickly, and the first round ended, Zheng Ya failed to hit his opponent again, and the fight was dragged into the second round.

In the cheers of the audience, Zheng Ya returned to the corner of the ring, Lin Zhiyu picked up the towel and carefully wiped Zheng Ya's sweat, Yang Zijie wrung the towel next to him, and whispered in his mouth: "Livestock, good job, I suddenly have full confidence in you, and I feel that you are very likely to reach the king of Huashan." ”

Zheng Ya looked left and right, lowered his voice, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, Muay Thai champion Bo doesn't want to be extremely strong, I really won't necessarily be his opponent, don't let people see jokes." ”

A faint smile appeared on Lin Zhiyu's face.

Yang Zijie said unconvinced: "It's not good, if you don't want to meet you, you will become Song Junwen, and you can't do without one word left and right." ”

Zheng Ya shook her head speechlessly, this girl really dared to think.

Broadcast does not seek a balance between offense and defense.,Very good at controlling the rhythm of the game.,And there's also the southern witchcraft that the warrior monk Dalong can't avoid.,I really don't know how to win.,Once the battle starts.,What the result will be.,It's really hard to say.。

Seeing that Zheng Ya didn't speak, Yang Zijie's eyes rolled, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said in her mouth: "Livestock, I found that you don't take Li Wentao in your eyes anymore, hahaha, you must think that you can go to the end and fight against the king, right?"

Zheng Ya was slightly stunned, and found that she really ignored Li Wentao intentionally or unintentionally, but is this really good?

The Li family is a taekwondo family, and Li Wentao is an outstanding representative of the Li family, I am afraid that I still can't be underestimated, with a faint smile on his face, Zheng Ya said softly: "I think God will be on my side, and I will have a bye in the end, maybe ......."

After saying this, Zheng Ya felt a headache again.

The bye is undoubtedly the best, so that when you are ready to work and fight against the Muay Thai champion, you have a greater chance, but at the same time, you are likely to not be able to meet Li Wentao, so how should you plan to avenge Brother Wan?

Before he could think about this question clearly, Zheng Ya heard Lin Zhiyu and said in a low voice: "Zheng Ya, don't be careless, Sambo's god-killing strength is very strong, and after taking a breath, maybe he will be able to burst out with a not weak combat ability, don't think that you have won steadily." ”

Zheng Ya was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Thank you, I'm a little happy too early, but don't worry, I will play the game well and not let you down." ”

Lin Zhiyu wiped Zheng Ya's sweat a little distressed, and said softly: "I wish you didn't play, Zheng Ya, you simply lost, I'm more relieved." ”

Zheng Ya said with a smile: "This hero punches the Nanshan Tiger and kicks the North Sea Dragon, it's amazing, although the lady can rest assured, this hero is invincible." ”

Lin Zhiyu lightly punched Zheng Ya, and whispered in his mouth: "Virtue." ”

Yang Zijie rolled her eyes violently on the side, and muttered in her mouth: "When, on what occasion, you actually flirted and scolded, don't you know that this is a gymnasium? Under the spotlight, you are not ashamed, and I am also drunk......

At this moment, the atmosphere in the stadium is still very warm, and the cheers of the fans are still continuous, especially the replay of the game footage of the golden boy Zheng Ya knocking down Sambo for the second time cut by the director, which made the audience shout and enjoy it.

If the first knockdown was very accidental, then this second knockdown was completely the combat effect achieved by the golden boy Zheng Ya after a series of onslaughts, forcibly breaking through Sambo's defense of killing the god.

This shows that Zheng Ya is fully capable of defeating Sambo head-on.

If Sambo Killing God really has the strength that is comparable to that of the warrior monk Dalong and the king as advertised by the organizing committee of the competition, then doesn't it mean that Zheng Ya is also a player of this strength level?

Strongly anticipated.

The tall model walked by with a sign raised, and the second round of the competition officially began in full anticipation.

At this time, the TV station, which always pays attention to the ratings of the game, was surprised to find that with the strong performance of the golden boy Zheng Ya in the first round, the ratings that had fallen back because of the defeat of the warrior monk actually rose rapidly again.

By the time the second round began, the ratings had risen to 9.5%, which was only a little short of the peak ratings of the warrior monk Dalong.

Golden boy Zheng Ya was brave in the first round, critting Sambo to kill the god, which once again attracted the attention and interest of the audience.

The audience's feeling now is that although the warrior monk Dalong is defeated, the golden boy Zheng Ya has begun to shine, if the organizing committee of the competition does not boast, if Sambo kills the god is really powerful, then suppress the Sambo killing god, and knock down the golden boy Zheng Ya twice in the first round, may really have the same combat strength as the warrior monk Dalong and Wang Zhibo.

This is no longer something that a rookie can describe, nor is it something that a dark horse can describe.

It's a master, it's amazing!

The golden boy Zheng Ya, really at this moment, is deeply rooted in the hearts of many audiences.

Even the organizing committee of the competition felt the completely different weight of the golden boy Zheng Ya at this moment.

Once the golden boy Zheng Ya can defeat Sambo Killing God and can really stand on the finals, it will be a real way to make money, and a series of publicity points are enough to make Zheng Ya a man who is not weaker than the warrior monk Dalong, the light of national arts.

It depends on whether the golden boy Zheng Ya can take off in this game.

In the second round, in the attention of many people, even in the attention of Songshan Shaolin people, the game began.

As soon as he opened, Sambo Killing God quickly walked out of the shadow of the first round, showed his strong strength, and with a tiger roar, he took the lead in launching a fierce attack on Zheng Ya.

Different from the previous game, in this game, Zheng Ya's heart also aroused a strong fighting spirit, especially the anticipatory shouts of the audience, as well as those waving small red flags, which also stimulated Zheng Ya's fighting spirit.

As the saying goes, when you meet a good talent, when you meet an opponent in chess, you can only enjoy killing it, Zheng Ya is a little enthusiastic, simply, don't talk about any tactics or tactics, and start playing heartily.

With a tiger roar in his mouth, a thick murderous aura surged up on his body, and without hesitation, he pounced on Sambo Killing God.

The Shaolin basic inner boxing that opened and closed widely, against the simple and crisp Sambo, suddenly sparked in the ring.

If the first round was Zheng Ya's upper hand, then the second round of the battle really turned into a battle of the dragons.

In the middle of the ring, the golden boy Zheng Ya and Sambo Killing God kept punching each other, blocking each other with their feet, fierce and ferocious, and the rhythm and frequency of the attacks were dizzying.

No one retreated, it was completely a strong fight, and the battle area of the two was strangely fixed near the center point.

Zheng Ya seemed to have returned to Shaolin Woodman Lane at this time, facing more than one Woodman who attacked him, and he had to go all out to avoid the opponent's attack, and at the same time look for opportunities to severely damage the opponent.

In the waiting area of the ring competition, several martial arts instructors who were watching the competition in the organizing committee were paying close attention to the game at this time, and a middle-aged man in white martial arts clothes was sitting in the middle, and shouted loudly: "Okay, Golden Boy Zheng Ya, he is really an authentic Shaolin disciple, the combat level he is showing now is definitely the strength of Muren Lane, well, I didn't expect that in addition to the warrior monk Dalong, Shaolin actually quietly sent a second true legend, hahaha, Sambo Killing God doesn't want to win easily......"

Another martial arts instructor beside him said: "Master Spear, how should the strength of the golden boy Zheng Ya be judged?

Master Spear sighed a little and said: "There is a chance, and the opportunity is relatively big, but Sambo killing God is not a fuel-efficient lamp, Li Wentao's strength cannot be underestimated, whether he can stand out, we still need to wait and see, by the way, let me tell you again, Huashan Sword must be absolutely fair and fair, don't think about the crooked idea of letting Zheng Ya have a bye, all games must be within the rules." ”

In the ring, the two punched **, and each other was hit by a lot of punches and kicks, showing the fierce battle picture of the warrior monk Dalong fighting the Muay Thai king Bo.

However, unlike the first game, in this game, the golden boy Zheng Ya completely had the upper hand and had a great advantage in points.

As long as it is this rhythm of the battle, Zheng Ya's final victory will no longer be a problem.

The sparks in the ring made the audience in the stadium extremely excited, and the atmosphere was very warm.