The young man didn't ask each other when he drank, and he repaid his revenge and gratitude. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the boiling gymnasium, Zheng Ya's heart was relieved, and he finally completed the great cause of revenge.

Standing in the middle of the ring, after taking revenge, Zheng Ya's eyes finally saw more scenery than revenge.

Like waves, wave after wave of small five-star red flags in the gymnasium, one after another, on the enthusiastic faces, there is full of worship and deep pride.

His own name, his own portrait, was held high by the fans.

Many fans are cheering enthusiastically at themselves in the middle of the ring.

The second round of the competition has ended, but the audience has not left, they are cheering and celebrating for themselves.

Zheng Ya, who raised his hands to greet the cheers, surged into another emotion, pride, pride and responsibility, and before he knew it, he had reached the final at the top of Huashan.

Unconsciously, he has taken on the responsibility of defending the glory of national art.

Unconsciously, he has become a national hero in the minds of many people.

Unconsciously, he has become the hope of many people, the hope of their patriotic plot.

With their fists in the air, they clenched gradually.

When Zheng Ya was bent on avenging Brother Wan, he really didn't think about anything else in his heart, Huashan was talking about the sword, just to take revenge, and he fought step by step, Zheng Ya was just to face Li Wentao and complete his revenge.

It is often said that hatred covers people's eyes.

Zheng Ya didn't believe it in the past, but now, looking at the cheers of the people in the audience and seeing those hopeful eyes, Zheng Ya suddenly realized that he was indeed lost for a while.

Of course, it's not lost, I'm still in the right direction, but I've been playing dungeons before.

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Ya said in his heart: "Then now, I will set a new goal, well, defend the glory of the national arts, fight with all my might, and strive to reach the top of Huashan Sword ......"

Facing tens of thousands of spectators, Zheng Ya bowed deeply on all sides, and said silently in his heart: "Ladies and gentlemen, Zheng Ya is not talented, and he is willing to fight for my country." ”

Zheng Ya's bow is a promise, a promise to prepare for the war and truly compete for power.

The audience, regardless of whether they understood it or not, cheered and jumped in unison.

Golden boy, golden boy's voice resounded in the gymnasium.

On this night, the protagonist is the golden boy Zheng Ya.

When Zheng Ya returned to the corner of the ring and came to Lin Zhiyu and Yang Zijie, she was treated like a hero, and the eyes of the two big girls were bright and full of admiration.

When wiping Zheng Ya's sweat, Lin Zhiyu's movements were so gentle and warm.

Feeling the tenderness of Yiren, Zheng Ya's heart softened, and he said softly: "Words, thank you, I am very grateful to have you in my life." ”

Lin Zhiyu's beautiful big eyes flashed with crystal light, and a bright smile like a flower appeared on his face: "Zheng Ya, the happiest thing in Zhiyu's life is to be by your side." ”

Zheng Ya's heart was soft again, and he stretched out his hands.

Yang Zijie ran out at this time to destroy the atmosphere: "And me, and me, Zheng Ya, why aren't you grateful that there is still me in your life?"

Zheng Ya stretched out her hands forward, gently hugged the two big girls, and said with a chuckle: "Thanksgiving, I have to be grateful, I also want to be grateful to MTV, CCTV......"

Lin Zhiyu chuckled.

Yang Zijie's little face was also smiling, but her little hand was gently pushing Zheng Ya, and she muttered in her mouth: "Zheng Ya, you lack morality, you are covered in stinky sweat, you let this girl use it as a rag for you to wipe your sweat......"

Zheng Ya deliberately rubbed on her a few times, and then laughed and let go of her hands.

Yang Zijie's small mouth was raised high, but the corners of her eyes were smiling.

Zheng Ya stepped out of the ring, the audience began to disperse, and the noisy gymnasium gradually calmed down.

Soon after, Zheng Ya also returned to the quiet Huashan Inn through a special passage.

Today's game, Zheng Ya is not the only one, there are two performance games in front of the warm-up, but even so, when I returned to the inn after the game, it was still only around half past nine.

In the special practice room of Huashan Inn, he recovered slightly, washed up in the room, and the time was 11 o'clock, the two big girls had already fallen asleep, Zheng Ya sat cross-legged on his bed and began to seriously explore the situation in his body.

In the ring, Zheng Ya did take revenge, knocked down Li Wentao fiercely, and also beat the more vicious Shishen into Li Wentao's body.

But at the same time, Li Wentao also used despicable means to complete the final blow of the blood-amputation anomaly under the nose of the referee, and now, Zheng Ya needs to see if this anomaly will affect him or even his life.

The internal strength of the Yijin Meridian slowly flowed in the meridians, Zheng Ya felt the changes in his body with his heart, and the Xingyue Bodhi Zi in his mind paid close attention and began to reason and analyze.

After a moment, Zheng Ya gradually figured out the situation in his body, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Li Wentao's blood-interception technique is like a lock, locking several of his acupoints, so that his qi and blood operation have a huge impact, if he doesn't think of a way, within two months, he will be like Brother Wan, and fall into a situation where it is difficult to save himself.

The principle of this blood-amputation technique is to suppress the size of the qi and blood running channels, forming different qi and blood flow rates, and eventually injuring Zheng Ya's heart veins.

It's like a water pipe, when the outlet is of ordinary size, the water flow rate is normal, and it will not hurt Zheng Ya, but now, the secret technique has pinched the outlet of the water pipe, and the speed of qi and blood flow, the impact force is greatly enhanced, and it will form an invisible harm to Zheng Ya's heart.

Strictly speaking, this is not a simple injury, but a kind of control lock formed by using dark energy, pulling acupoints and meridians.

Zheng Ya perceives with his heart and looks for a way to crack it.

In his memory, Xingyue Bodhi also gave a healing technique to deal with it.

The simplest and most brutal way is to directly destroy the dark power lock and break the blood interception effect, which is quick and easy, but it is not suitable for use now.

Once violently destroyed, the strength of the dark power lock will inevitably have a process of collapse, and this process is difficult to be completely controlled, and at that time, Zheng Ya's several acupoints will inevitably suffer a lot of trauma.

If you are not careful, it will form not weak internal injuries and violent destruction, which is not the best choice.

The most prudent treatment method is to use the internal strength of the Yi Jin meridian to slowly dissolve the dark energy lurking in one's body, which basically has no sequelae after treatment, and does not cause too much harm to oneself.

The trouble is that Zheng Ya is currently in the Huashan Sword Competition, and the night after tomorrow, there will be the final peak battle, if Zheng Ya uses the internal strength of the Yijin Sutra now, then Zheng Ya can only use one kind of internal strength in the peak battle, and it will be difficult for the strength to reach the peak state.

After defeating Li Wentao, standing in the center of the ring, feeling the enthusiasm, worship and expectations of the fans of Guoshu boxing, Zheng Ya's heart has quietly changed, Huashan has reached the last step, Zheng Ya also hopes that he can go all out and fight for the glory of Guoshu.

Zheng Ya hopes to win the final victory, climb to the top of Huashan, win glory for the country, and promote the prestige of China.

The opponent Muay Thai king is extremely strong, and the Shaolin authentic warrior monk Dalong has already been defeated.

Even Zheng Ya, who is at his peak, has no certainty of defeating at all, if Yi Jin is called up again by internal strength, the probability of failure is more than eighty percent.

But if you ignore this vicious and dark lock, two days later, Zheng Ya's heart will inevitably suffer a degree of damage, even if it is post-game treatment, I am afraid that there will be a lot of sequelae.

The sooner you treat it, the better.

Zheng Ya sat cross-legged, and after half a sound, the internal strength of the Yi Jin Sutra that drove him began to slowly penetrate into the dark energy lock, and began to slowly recover himself.

After all things considered, Zheng Ya's idea was a compromise.

Before the game, I first took the internal strength of the Yijin Sutra to conserve, so as not to let the dark jin lock form a squeezing effect, reduce the burden on the heart, and during the competition, I used a special technique to temporarily seal the heart, liberate the internal strength of the Yijin Sutra, and fight with the Muay Thai king, and then recover the treatment after the game.

In the night, Zheng Ya slowly sank into the state of practice of bodhicitta method, and in a guest room not very far from Zheng Ya, Li Wentao roared angrily, swept his hand, and the teacup swept to the ground, knocking down the tea.

On the laptop in front of him, a close-up photo of an oversized size made him feel furious.

It was a close-up of Zheng Ya stepping on his back.

Shameful.