"Zheng Daxuan 23 in the first round and 25 in the second round, a total of 48."

"The little devil is 21 in the first round, 27 in the second lane, and the total is also 48."

Yao Yu counted the results of the game in his heart: "The two are now equal, just look at the third round." ”

"But Zheng Daxuan's palm is injured now, and he suffers a little bit, it depends on how well he uses these thirty minutes."

The same thought flashed through the minds of countless viewers in front of the television.

Zheng Daxuan's logistics team is very efficient, massage of massage, feeding of water, and the most eye-catching thing is the two doctors in white coats, who are holding his bloody palms, in a nervous and busy manner.

On both palms, five of the eight calluses at the base of the fingers were broken, except for the thumb.

When Zheng Daxuan gritted his teeth and insisted on completing the last transverse pull-up, the wound area of each tearing belt was at least 2*2 in size.

A close-up of the TV camera hit Zheng Daxuan's bloody palms.

The calluses were torn, and the tender flesh that had just sprouted became blurry in the process of rubbing against the pole, and most of the audience in front of the camera gasped.

Yao Yu was even more secretly frightened: "Nima! In the past, when I played parallel bars, there were a few times when I scratched the calluses, let alone touched, when it was just broken, it would hurt even if the wind blew! ”

"Zheng Daxuan, this thing, really enough for a man! In this title defense, if he wins and rushes at him, then I won't have to be willing to challenge him. ”

"Does that hurt?"

Xin Xiaoqi, who was snuggled in her arms, pinched the calluses on Yao Yu's hands and asked.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts more than a broken place! ”

"Nasty! You! Rogue! ”

Half an hour, in the commercial break, under the expectation of everyone, passed quickly.

Zheng Daxuan's hands were wrapped in thick white gauze, and they were several times larger, like bear paws.

"Zheng Sang, I admire your fighting spirit, but you have no chance of winning today, please accept the reality and admit defeat!"

Fujino Jiro walked to the middle of the ring and said to Zheng Daxuan.

"No need to talk nonsense, my spring water boy bleeds without tears, only a man who fights to the death, and there will be no cowardice to surrender and admit defeat!"

Zheng Daxuan's eyes were round, and he said domineeringly: "Don't think that now that the calluses on my palms are torn, you have an advantage!" I'm telling you, the pain of this wound on my palm will only irritate my nerves and make me do three or five more strokes, and today, I must win. ”

At this time, the host walked to the middle of the ring and held the microphone: "The rules of the third round are slightly different from the first two rounds, no longer the two people are separated from each other, but at the same time, the time limit is limited, within two minutes of the specified time, whoever completes the more times, wins!" ”

The host turned his head and saw that Zheng Daxuan and Fujino Jiro were each ready on the high pole.

"I declare the game open."

The voice fell, and on the big screen in the middle, the bright red timer began to beat.

In the first 30 seconds, Zheng Daxuan did four and Fujino Jiro did five, temporarily lagging behind.

"Come on! Zheng Daxuan! ”

"Gotta win! You can do it! ”

"Little fresh meat, kill the little devil, the old lady will sleep with you!"

There is even the bold girl, who directly pulled out her underwear, danced in her hand, and cheered for Zheng Daxuan.

A minute passed, Zheng Daxuan did eight, and the little devil was also eight, and the two were tied.

"Zheng Daxuan, take care of you! Get rid of the little devil, Lao Tzu will give you a suite! ”

There was a fat-headed real estate tycoon, who spoke directly and domineeringly.

"Yes, you must win the little devil, I ask you to be the endorsement!"

In Jinling, there is no distinction between men, women, and children!

"Come on! To win! ”

Yao Yu in front of the TV couldn't help but secretly cheer for Zheng Daxuan in his heart, and he couldn't wait to directly bless him.

"That's right! Can I bless Zheng Daxuan with my wishing power? With an idea, he summoned the rat and asked

"There is no direct physical contact, and the consumption is ten times more. Out of sight, the consumption is ten times more. The space distance is too far, and the consumption is ten times more. The rat said, shaking his whiskers.

"Ten times! Ten times over! Ten times more! Yao Yu was frightened by this number, and he opened his mouth wide and asked, "Is that what it means to be thirty times?" ”

"It's not addition, it's multiplication, and the answer is a thousand times." Zi Rat said coldly.

"I'm going! A thousand times? ”

"Doesn't that mean that if I want to bless Zheng Daxuan with a trace of wish power now, I need to consume a group of ten strands of wish power - a hundred strands - a thousand threads, which is enough to upgrade you."

"And how much power do I have now?"

"Saving people on the beach, the merit is immeasurable, and the harvest is ten wisps of wishing power."

"That is to say, if I choose to bless Zheng Daxuan now, I can make him increase one-tenth of his strength, and I can almost do more pull-ups?" Yao Yu asked expectantly and distressedly.

"The minimum blessing wish power unit is a trace, insufficient, and cannot be blessed!"

"it!"

Yao Yu was completely dead.

At this point, there were only twenty seconds left on the huge bright red timer on the TV.

On the counting displays on both sides, eleven Zheng Daxuan and eleven Fujino Jiro are still in a state of draw.

But from the close-up shots on TV, it can be seen that on the palms of Zheng Daxuan's hands, the originally snow-white gauze has begun to appear with wisps of bright red blood.

Another ten seconds passed, and Zheng Daxuan and Fujino Jiro completed another one.

At this moment, the stadium scene suddenly fell silent, and the audience held their breath and silently cheered for Zheng Daxuan in their hearts.

Don't dare to speak loud, for fear of affecting his performance.

Fujino Jiro turned his head to look at the time, then at the counting display, and then at Zheng Daxuan, who was trembling on the high pole, with a sneer on his face.

"Although you are very powerful, I admire you, but you are doomed!"

Fujino Jiro hadn't finished his drug yet, and in the last ten seconds he finally finished another one, and he smiled as he watched the bright red number of the counter jump to twelve.

"Ahh Yikes! Yes! ”

A loud shout came from Zheng Daxuan's mouth.

Looking at the 11 on the bright red counter, the only obsession in his heart at the moment is: "Do one more, do one more, win, win, win,"

The pain in the palms of the hands, the swelling and soreness in the muscles of the arms and back, were all subconsciously ignored by the nerve center.

In one last blow, the arms slowly bent and the chin slowly approached the high pole.

"Drop!"

Zheng Daxuan heard the sound of the counter beating in his ears, and he knew that he had succeeded.

"Click!" There was a crunch.

Suddenly, Zheng Daxuan's two arms clenching the high pole were irregularly twisted.

The whole person hung diagonally on the high pole.

Tens of thousands of viewers at the scene and countless people in front of the TV were pinched.

"Quick!"

His logistics and ambulance team rushed up as soon as possible.

Zheng Daxuan was overdrawn and had passed out, but the ten fingers of both hands still held the high pole tightly.

The doctor was sweating profusely before untying his ten fingers, putting him on a stretcher and hurrying towards the hospital.

Half an hour later, the host announced the results of the examination with a sad face: "The left hand is fractured, the right hand is dislocated, the person is awake and there is no major problem." ”

After hearing the news, the audience at the scene and in front of the TV were relieved.

Carvin, the kind that has to die and live, did it for three hours in front of the computer, wrote and changed, changed and deleted, and wrote 2,000 words.

Go out and make iron, and come back at night to try for another chapter wow, yes, yes.

In addition, don't look at the water when Taishan returns, don't want it, the plot is poor, the lens is bad, just how interesting the hero's figure is, the heroine's chest is so sagging and obvious, and the worst thing is that it's still very small.

Well, please recommend, collect, publicize, thanks.