Mo Shaoxiong stared at Luo Zhaoyang, he slowly retreated, slowly thinking about it, the punch just now made him finally feel Luo Zhaoyang's strength, that strong and powerful fist style, let him know that this kid is not simple, and his steps back step by step are obviously a little heavy.

Luo Zhaoyang was pulled back to the rest point by the referee, and Wang Meixin, who was standing on the side of the stage, immediately walked over and asked worriedly: "Zhaoyang, don't fight, give up, he will kill you." ”

"How can he be so easy to knock people down, now that the game has just begun, and the best is yet to come?" Bao Jinhua walked over and looked at Mo Shaoxiong, who was staring at Luo Zhaoyang opposite, Bao Jinhua said with a smile.

"Didn't you just see Master Mo's offensive like that? He will not be the opponent of Master Mo. Wang Meixin lowered her voice and said nervously to Wang Jianhui, she only hopes that her father can come forward to reconcile this game, and she doesn't want to see Luo Zhaoyang injured again.

"Looks like you saw what I was trying to do?" Luo Zhaoyang took a sip of water, and then said to Bao Jinhua with a smile, at this moment, they seemed to have a heart in their hearts, and they didn't need to go to order it.

Luo Zhaoyang took his eyes back from Bao Jinhua's body, and then switched to Mo Shaoxiong's body, in the first quarter, Luo Zhaoyang had already figured out the details of Mo Shaoxiong, and saw his routines clearly, like those of them who have been specially trained, they will have a fatal weakness, that is, their routines are too traditional, so as long as you pay more attention, you can find their weaknesses very well, once such weaknesses are exposed, it should not be far from the end of the game.

At the last moment of the first quarter, Luo Zhaoyang made such a punch, which surprised all the soldiers present, they didn't expect Luo Zhaoyang to have such an ability, if it wasn't for the time just now, then Mo Shaoxiong might really be hit hard by him, it is like this, the people who have been supporting Mo Shaoxiong outside the field began to be somewhat optimistic about Luo Zhaoyang, and the soldiers with different opinions began to discuss.

"Now that you believe it, now that you have opened your head, then you have to find your share of glory." Zhang Jizong whispered in Mo Shaoxiong's ear.

Mo Shaoxiong he won the first place in three consecutive competitions, in the military region, only he challenged others, no one dared to challenge him, even the people who responded to the battle are very few, if he loses this battle today, then this glory that has followed him for many years will no longer belong to him, and because of this, he Mo Shaoxiong will be the iron hand in the army again, and he is no longer a star-level figure in the army.

Zhang Jizong's words made Mo Shaoxiong look at Luo Zhaoyang on the opposite side again, he now knows how he should fight next, for his share of glory, for his glory, he will no longer show mercy to his subordinates, and the rules of the game are no longer his next rules.

The bell of the second round rang again, and when the referee just finished speaking, Luo Zhaoyang and Mo Shaoxiong shot at the same time, if the speed of their fists did not use a thousand-minute stopwatch or slow motion, they could not tell who was first and who was behind, and the intersection of the fists and fists raised the atmosphere of the game all of a sudden.

With the intensity of this game, more and more soldiers began to pour into this special training ground, around the field, more and more people began to watch the game, at this moment, they no longer care who wins and who loses in this game, they have no position, no matter whether the punch is Mo Shaoxiong's or Luo Zhaoyang's, as long as it is exciting, their cheers will not stop.

In this game, Luo Zhaoyang was driven by Mo Shaoxiong's fists and feet, he was completely restrained by Mo Shaoxiong, Mo Shaoxiong was like an excellent dancer, using his fists to drive Luo Zhaoyang's rapid reaction, so that he couldn't stop, let alone think about dragging him down again.

The bell of the second round rang again, and after two rounds, Luo Zhaoyang and Mo Shaoxiong returned to the starting line, at this time, neither of them took advantage of the other party, let alone won or lost, but such a quick exchange of offense and defense made both of them consume a lot of physical strength.

"Doctor Luo, hold on, you can be very good." Bao Jinhua didn't wait for Luo Zhaoyang to sit down, he was the first to rush to the position of the rest area, looking at Luo Zhaoyang who was panting heavily, at this moment he completely forgot his identity, as if he was Luo Zhaoyang's coach, while helping Luo Zhaoyang loosen his muscles, while encouraging, at this moment he seemed to be ten years younger, and he returned to the era of high morale and blood boiling.

"I ......, I won't let you down." Luo Zhaoyang spit out the water he had just drunk in his mouth, and said heavily, although he felt tired now, he believed that Mo Shaoxiong was not much better than himself.

"Zhaoyang, if you really can't do it, don't force it at all, you have to know your identity, you have to understand the task you came to the barracks." Wang Jianhui reminded Luo Zhaoyang that he originally meant just to tell Luo Zhaoyang that he was not an official soldier, he just came to treat his father, and he couldn't compete with Mo Shaoxiong like this, but when his words came, it reminded Luo Zhaoyang of what he said to Wang Lao before entering the barracks.

"Yes, I entered the camp as a striker, not to embarrass Wang Lao, I will definitely play this game, I will not let down the people who have always supported me, cared about me, and loved me." After Luo Zhaoyang finished speaking, he poured a meal of frozen water on his head, so as to make him more sober and more concentrated.

The bell of the third game rang again, and the two men who had already played red eyes returned to the middle of the ring again, and the referee had become a void at this moment, after they met, the fierce game continued again, with the burden, with the expectation Luo Zhaoyang's attack effectiveness began to become weak, and his every move began to become hesitant, it was precisely because of the idea of winning in his heart that the attack that had been looking accurate and effective suddenly became weak, On the contrary, it gave Mo Shaoxiong a chance to counterattack.

Left Hook ......

Right Hook ......

Straight punch .......

Mo Shaoxiong's fist was constantly changing, the corners of Luo Zhaoyang's eyes were blurred because of sweat, he felt that his physical strength was declining, and the parts of his body that had been attacked by Mo Shaoxiong in many places made him feel a faint pain, when this straight punch hit the bridge of his nose, he felt that his eyes began to be a little dizzy, and he began to feel his feet floating.

Holding on tightly to the thick rope on the edge of the ring kept Luo Zhaoyang from falling down at the last moment of the third game, but in the eyes of everyone, the outcome of this game has been decided, and Luo Zhaoyang can't hold on to the next round.

"You want to throw away the burden on your body, you have to let go and fight, what are you worried about?" Wang Jianhui and Bao Jinhua worked together to carry Luo Zhaoyang back to the rest area, and they looked at Luo Zhaoyang, who was substandard in this round, and they seemed to understand that they had just put pressure on him and given him a goal.

"Master Bao, Uncle Wang, I ......, I will definitely not fight, I will not lose." Luo Zhaoyang's eyes were closed, and his panting mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to take out the entire lung to have enough lung capacity.

"Zhaoyang, you open your eyes and look at me, you listen to me now, you don't think about losing and winning, the game you are playing now is not for others, it is for yourself, you just need to let them know that you are very interested." Wang Meixin suddenly rushed over, she stretched out her hands to hold Luo Zhaoyang's face, and said anxiously.

Listening to Wang Meixin's words, Luo Zhaoyang slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes that had been glued with sweat saw Wang Meixin's worries, saw her sadness for herself, and the same expression reminded him of what they had experienced together, and his body was filled with strength again.

On the other side, Zhang Jizong couldn't sit still at this time, Mo Shaoxiong's beating of Luo Zhaoyang made him feel a sense of revenge, he felt that he could finally breathe, he finally found a chance to let Luo Zhaoyang lie down, he didn't expect that before the military exercise started, he could give the Wang family a dismount, and in the future, he could say loudly that they were incompetent in the Wang family's army.

"Play well, that's it, don't let him stand up again in this game." Zhang Jizong seemed to have forgotten his identity because of excitement at this time, he stood beside Mo Shaoxiong, looked at Luo Zhaoyang and said excitedly.

"Hmm." Mo Shaoxiong looked at Zhang Jizong beside him, he didn't have much strength to speak at the moment, he could only respond with the shortest words, expressing his confidence, and then in the next game, Mo Shaoxiong understood very well that he would affect his punching speed because of his physical strength, so his attack on Luo Zhaoyang would naturally weaken, if he couldn't use his last move to knock Luo Zhaoyang down, then this fifth round must continue, then he may have less chance of winning, so in this game, he must take advantage of the momentum to pursue, He's going to be sure to finish the fight in this fourth round.

The bell of the fourth round made Luo Zhaoyang and Mo Shaoxiong feel that they were ringing faster and earlier than any previous bell, and they were still gasping for breath, while their gaze at each other did not weaken in the slightest.

"I can do it, I can do it." Luo Zhaoyang stood up with the rope on the side, he began to shake his body a little and limped towards the middle of the ring, while Mo Shaoxiong, who was in the same state as him, leaned tightly on the side, and after shaking his head that was a little dizzy at first, his eyes began to lock on Luo Zhaoyang again.

The cheers on the field were gone, and everyone was looking at these two hero-like people on the stage, their every move had begun to affect their hearts, and they began to get nervous, because in their opinion, whoever fell would feel pity, and it would make them feel that the game had reached the point of excitement.