Suddenly, there was an uproar on the field. The referee also ran up, not knowing what to do, and the two fell almost at the same time,

So in this game, I don't know whether to decide whether to win or lose.

After some deliberation, it was decided to wait five minutes to see who stood up first, and that was the winner.

Time passed minute by minute, and both seemed to have fainted, so the referee could only reluctantly announce that no one who won this game would continue the next game.

I looked out through the glass window, heard the referee's voice, and asked Song Qingmei with some puzzlement: "What's the matter?" ”

"It seems that they fell together and went together to lose the qualification to continue playing!" Looking outside, Song Qingmei said lightly.

"So, I still have a chance?" I couldn't help but feel ecstatic that as long as I made it to the finals, I would have done my best.

But I know that Song Qingmei definitely wants me to win the finals and become famous in one fell swoop.

In this way, you can get the best results.

But if I lose, it doesn't matter, my treatment will be much better than Wu Shuang's. After all, I was able to make it to the semi-finals, and Wu Shuang lost the game early!

"Well, play well! As long as you can win the semi-finals, as long as you don't lose too badly in the finals, it's okay! After Song Qingmei finished speaking, she went to the side to find Chu Xia again.

I didn't continue to go to Song Qingmei, but went to the side and waited for the game to start.

There were about three people in front of me, so it was my turn.

With the bye guy, I need to beat two guys to have a chance to win the semi-finals.

It's just that all of this is too hard, too hard.

The competition started again on the field, both of them are Asian, with sharp punches and good leg skills, and it seems that the tricks are similar.

I looked at the national flag on the field, and I realized that both of them were Japanese, and they were supposed to play judo.

The movements of the two are soft at all, and their fists are to the flesh!

Soon, blood was flying on the field!

Just when I thought the two of them were going down together, one of the Japanese turned and kicked and quickly subdued the other, ending the match.

Next, it's time for the next person's race.

"Boom!" This time, it was a very large black man, at most more than one meter and eight meters tall, and he looked like he was growing horizontally.

With huge arms and body, it is a very difficult type to deal with.

As soon as he got on the field, there were all kinds of cheers.

The Japanese is only about 1.75 meters, and he is not a thin type, but in front of the blacks, he is as weak as a child, and the contrast looks particularly obvious!

"Yaga!" After announcing the start, the Japanese preemptively kicked the black man in the soft stomach with a fierce punch, and was directly bounced back, without any reaction at all.

On the contrary, it was the black man, who hurried and pressed towards the Japanese!

"Ah!!h The Japanese were crushed and agonized and hurriedly shouted surrender.

And just like that, the blacks won the game with ease.

I also wondered in my heart that this black man was also a difficult opponent.

There are two more people, and it's my turn.

The next one on the field was a silent white man, not very tall, 1.8 meters. He doesn't look handsome, but his body is very even.

It doesn't look like any muscles, but when you walk, you feel the wind, and you should be a hidden master!

Sure enough, as soon as he went up, he managed to knock out the black man.

The black man probably didn't expect that the white man would knock him down so easily. He struggled to his feet and ran over at a brisk pace.

Originally, I thought that fat people could not be flexible, but now, all I can say is that the world is full of wonders!

The nimble fat man, quickly around the white man's body, sat down with a hard punch, and hit the white man in the back.

Of course, the white man is not a vegetarian either, and reacted quickly and walked forward.

Then the white man turned around and kicked the black man in the face with a hard blow!

"Smack!!" The black man instantly had a shoe print on his face, and his nose was bleeding, and he looked very embarrassed!

The black man touched his nose and hit again!

It's a pity that the white people seem to have long figured out the black man's punching technique.

The white man waited for the black man to punch, and when he dodged just enough, he grabbed it with all his might, and threw it behind him.

The fat man of several hundred pounds was thrown directly to the ground, lying on his dying, looking very desolate.

"Poof!"

After the fat black man was thrown to the ground, he could not get up again, and was dragged out.

The white man was still standing on it, waiting for the next fighter.

There is another person, it is my turn, I am a little excited, that is the excitement of facing the master.

The body is already moving, ready to start.

"You're about to play, come on!" After Da Zhuang finished speaking, he walked out of the VIP viewing hall, not knowing where he went!

"Da Zhuang, this is going to bet on you, you don't let us down! I'm going to have fun too! After Chu Xia finished speaking, she also walked out quickly.

Song Qingmei sat upright on the side and did not watch the game.

I actually probably know, wait a minute, my opponent is that white man, as long as there are no accidents!

Walking to the glass window, I watched the competition outside, which was getting more and more intense, and this time it was a dark-haired Asian who was facing off against a white man. I subconsciously looked at the national flag and found that it was actually China.

This made me a little curious, and I quickly watched it.

I don't know what the reason is, except for me and Wu Shuang, I haven't seen other Chinese come to the international boxing tournament.

Moreover, he was able to pass the previous two competitions safely, and he must not be a simple person.

The white man had only put himself on the move, and he had already begun to attack.

There was something strange about his posture, and it felt as if it had been seen somewhere.

"Whew!" His fists are vigorous, and every move is extremely powerful, and he hits a hint of punching style.

"It's actually an ancient boxing method, not bad!" I don't know when, Song Qingmei walked up to me and said admiringly, seemingly interested in that person.

I continued to watch the fight between the two, and I felt that although the man's boxing skills were powerful, he seemed to be more than enough for his own injuries.

Soon, I saw that the man's strength was getting smaller and smaller, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore and was directly blown away by the white man's punch.

But the man still didn't give up, as if he was going to make a last effort! 、

He bowed his body left and right, and his hands were spread out, ready to attack left and right.

"Drink!" He let out a loud shout, and a pair of fists suddenly burst out, as loud as thunder.

The white man didn't panic, just smiled faintly, took a step back, and punched hard!

"Smack!" The man was directly hit in the face, "Smack! Before he could react, the white man started the second punch, which increased in speed and strengthened!

Just when I thought he really couldn't hold on, he suddenly rolled backwards, then turned around and kicked him over!

The white man is even more calm, also a left kick, and then a continuous flying kick.

"Boom!"

The man was finally beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and he threw in the towel!

After reading it, I finally knew what the advantage of white people is, that is, they are in a very stable state at all times, and there is no fear.

The next fighter was already announced in the ring, so I took off my coat and threw it to Song Qingmei.

Da Zhuang and Chu Xia seemed to be out temporarily, and there was no danger in the VIP viewing venue, so Song Qingmei didn't say anything.

I just went out, Chu Xia and Da Zhuang had already returned, they cheered me on, and then I hurried on.

After I got on the ring, I finally learned that the name of this white man was Cottel, who was 18 years old and a young fighter.

He saw me, smiled faintly, and seemed to be dismissive of me.

I'm the last man, and if Cottel beats me, I'll be able to play against the last guy with a bye and get to the finals.

The referee didn't hesitate, and he announced the start less than a minute before I was on the pitch.

I hadn't paid much attention to Cottel's pace in the theater before, but as soon as he got on the court, he kicked me in the chest with a quick side kick.

Immediately I jerked back, then reflexively threw a roundhouse kick.

"Smack!"

He and I both rushed to avoid it, but we both kicked each other.

Cottel looked at me depressedly, said something angrily, and then landed a left hook. Before I could react, he went up with a right hook.

It's a pity that Kotle's tricks, in fact, I have long seen them clearly when I am off the field, and I know that what he is best at is endurance strikes!

And I guess he's a little bit stronger than me.

This is actually a bit troublesome, the difference in strength is not much, and the chance of winning is not so great.

"Drink!" Cottel kicked me with a sweeping kick, and I scrambled back and threw a straight left punch. He defended quickly and ducked back.

"Bang bang!" I quickly seized the opportunity to continue the strike, swinging my fist to his left.

Cottel thought I was going to attack from the left, but I was on the right side for a split second, and I kicked him out with a side kick.

"Boom!" The whole process, I haven't even used the breathing method, it's just the power of pure body reaction.

I'll go on and go straight to the top of Tarzan.

Of course he wasn't stupid, he just rolled a few laps and stopped.

At this time, his breath was a little messy, perhaps because he had won a few games in a row before, and his body's strength and durability had greatly failed to keep up.

Naturally, I saw this, so I threw my fists desperately and sent Cottel back.

Everyone saw that Cottel seemed to be losing, and then he suddenly counterattacked, and I was kicked straight away!

Luckily, I already knew what he was doing, and with a backflip, he landed on the ground questioningly, and then lunged straight at Cottel, intending to strike a heavy blow!

Where would Cottel let me get what I wanted, and just dodged it, and after a few rolls, it stopped.

Seeing that this attack was unsuccessful, I started to kick again in a row, kicking in the opposite direction.

At first, Cottel was unaware of it, but was attacked again and again.

After a few times, Cottel became wary of this, just blindly dodging, as if regaining his strength.

But I knew I couldn't get him back to strength.

A ** Tel regained some strength, and I may not be his opponent.

Even if I can still win him, I'll have a bye after that.

So, I had to be quick!

"Drink!" I chased after it and kicked it straight into the air.

Kotel had already tried hard to dodge my kicks, but he was still kicked not far away.

"Whew!" Cottel breathed heavily, and his body began to roll over and over again, as if he was making a final plan.

"Smack!" I walked over quickly, and with another side kick, Cottel was kicked by me, but his body didn't hesitate and rolled to the side.

In this way, he dodged for ten minutes, and he finally got up again.

By this time he had become very embarrassed, but he had a smile on his face.

I remember his smile, when the previous people lost, it was after this smile, they lost.

Of course, I wasn't as negligent as anyone before me, and I started to get serious, right in front of the Kotel.

Kotle's feet moved, and this time he was kicking from the left, and he was very fast.

I dodged softly, then rolled away.

He seemed to know my purpose and started kicking me with a series of left kicks.

The situation on the field seems to have been reversed further, and my situation has become a little bad and I have fallen behind. It's just that I know that all of this is just beginning after that!

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