Chapter 253: Shigego Yamashiro
In the ring, Shigego Yamashiro with his hands on his knees and a good posture occupied almost one-fifth of the field by himself.
Zhong Qiu thought that this big guy was the same as the other two sumo wrestlers, both of whom were fat and fat, but clumsy and even simple-minded.
And in fact, standing in front of him, Shigego Yamashiro actually gave him an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Especially seeing his glittering eyes and hideous smile, Zhong Qiu knew that this person was probably completely different from those two sumo wrestlers, so he couldn't help but take a deep breath and step back slightly.
When the referee announced the start of the game, Zhong Qiu's whole person took three or four steps back again, not attacking in a hurry as before.
However, Shigego Yamamoto smiled.
His already half-crouched body lifted one leg and stomped on it again.
Boom!
The entire stone-built ring trembled, and if it weren't for the thick wrestling mat on the ring, I was afraid that the sound would be even louder.
Immediately afterward, he lifted his other leg high and stepped on it.
Boom!!
This time, it was like an earthquake, and the entire venue felt a noticeable tremor!
And if Zhong Qiu hadn't stood firmly, he would have almost been knocked to the ground.
He stared at Shigego Yamashiro with a solemn expression.
What a terrifying power!
However, Zhong Qiu immediately adjusted his mentality, and when he was about to follow the previous game, he was about to attack again, but he was stunned to find that Yamashiro Shigego, who was preparing for the event, actually rushed towards him first.
Zhong Qiu was shocked, and took a few steps back at the last moment, dodging the arm he stretched out towards him.
Although he dodged this blow, his space for movement was completely compressed by the mountain castle Shigego who was pressing on him later.
Yamashiro Shigego was already large, and at this moment, in the corner of this circular field, he had one hand, and Zhong Qiu didn't even have a gap to escape on both sides.
He's completely blocked in the corner!
"Oops! It's broken! ”
The rest of the Martial Arts Club looked at Zhong Qiu with worried expressions, anxious in their hearts.
You must know that Zhong Qiu's only advantage against these sumo wrestlers is flexibility, but once the activity area is blocked, this only advantage is lost!
"Hey, little thing, now you can't run!"
Yamashiro Shigego smiled evilly, and approached Zhong Qiu step by step.
Zhong Qiu retreated step by step, but he knew that it was not a way to go on like this, and sooner or later he would be forced out of the ring step by step.
Just when Zhong Qiu had no way to retreat, Yamashiro Shigego knew that the time had come, and his two big hands like a fan closed together and slapped them violently towards Zhong Qiu on the ground.
And Zhong Qiu gritted his teeth, stomped on the ground with one foot, his body flew up in the air, dodging the hands that pounced, and kicked the other foot fiercely into the lower abdomen of Yamashiro Shigego!
Volley Kick!
This is Zhong Qiu's original trick, and he used this trick to deal with Lin Han in the gymnasium of Tunghai University that day.
"Got it!"
The sudden turn for the better made everyone in the Martial Arts Club happy.
This unexpected kick must have made that human flesh mountain have no time to react!
Just when they thought that Zhong Qiu's powerful kick would turn the tide of the battle, the next scene shocked them.
I saw Zhong Qiu's extremely fierce kick landing on the belly of Yamashiro Chongwu's lower abdomen, and the thick belly first sank, and then a circle of fat flesh surged up like a wave.
Zhong Qiu's whole person was actually bounced out by the force of the belly rebounding back!
"What!"
"How is this possible!"
The rest of the Martial Arts Club felt as if they had seen a ghost, and the many spectators present were also in amazement.
What the is fat, it's clearly body armor!
It's still body armor that can bounce back!
Zhong Qiuqiang, who was bounced away, pulled his body back and landed on the edge of the ring. He was only half a step away from being eliminated from the competition.
Yamashiro Shigego was kicked by Zhong Qiu, and although he was not injured, he seemed to feel humiliated, and he was extremely angry and roared angrily.
"Eight Tooth Road!"
As he spoke, he grabbed Zhong Qiu, whose body had not yet stood firmly.
He didn't push Zhong Qiu out of the arena, but pressed his shoulders with both hands, pressed him to the ground, and then the whole body pressed down like Mount Tai pressed down.
Rumble!
Drama in the ring!
And under Yamashiro Shigego's body, Zhong Qiu, who only showed a head and a hand, suddenly screamed in pain! One hand pounds the ground wildly!
"Ahh
Just listening to this heart-rending scream, everyone in the Martial Arts Club could empathize with how terrifying the weight Zhong Qiu was undergoing!
Wei Chengfeng hurriedly approached the referee and signaled that he would admit defeat!
So, the referee blew the whistle and the match was over, and the sumo club won.
But it wasn't until the referee blew the whistle for more than ten seconds that Shigego Yamashiro got up unsatisfied and released Zhong Qiu.
At this time, Zhong Qiu was already in pain, and his forehead was bruised, and his body that was pressed couldn't even move!
The people of the Martial Arts Society hurriedly stepped forward to carry Zhong Qiu down and check his injuries.
Everyone was furious to find that Zhong Qiu not only had several ribs broken in his chest, but also one arm and one leg had been seriously deformed. Zhong Qiu's whole person has been crippled!
Wei Chengfeng was furious, and when he went up, he went up to find the theory of Shancheng Chongwu!
"It's just an ordinary game, why are you so vicious, obviously the referee has already announced the result of the game, why did you stand up for a long time! You're obviously deliberately hurting people! I want to complain! I'm not just going to complain, I'm going to sue you! ”
Who knew that Yamashiro Shigego, who was several heads taller than Wei Chengfeng, glanced at him contemptuously and sneered: "Then you will go and sue." ”
Since it was a national live broadcast today, for the sake of the live broadcast order, security guards soon came up to pull Wei Chengfeng, who was making trouble, down.
Wei Chengfeng still didn't give up, and ran to the rostrum to complain.
However, the chairman of the organizing committee there refused to terminate the competition, and said indifferently: "Mr. Wei, when you signed up, the agreement was clearly written, this is a reasonable injury in the competition, I hope you don't make trouble unreasonably, affect the competition, and even affect the live broadcast." ”
"Fuck you! Scrapped a hand and a leg, broke a few bones, and you tell me it's a reasonable injury? Wei Chengfeng still didn't give up.
Who knew that the chairman slapped the table and snorted coldly: "Mr. Wei, what kind of injury will we have medical personnel to evaluate the injury, now please don't delay the game, otherwise, we will not only cancel your Huaxia martial arts club competition qualifications and expel you, but also unite with the Heguo Sports Committee to cancel your martial arts club!" ”
Being threatened like this, Wei Chengfeng clenched his fists so loudly that the anger in his eyes was almost about to erupt, but when he thought of the Martial Arts Club, he forcibly endured the urge to hit someone.
"Very well, I will definitely complain to the Sports Commission!"
With that, he turned around and returned to the side of the Martial Arts Society, and ordered several team members to rush Zhong Qiu to the hospital.
At this time, the voice of the host on the stage sounded.
"Please continue the competition with the Huaxia Martial Arts Club and send your third person to the field."
Hearing this, everyone in the Martial Arts Club hesitated.
The contestants who were originally arranged, seeing Zhong Qiu's miserable end, glanced at Shigego Yamajo, who was as unshakable as a mountain on the stage, and his legs suddenly became weak and he collapsed directly to the ground.
"Please continue the competition with the Huaxia Martial Arts Club and send your third person to the field."
The host's voice sounded again, urging.
Seeing this, Shigego Yamashiro stood in the center of the ring and laughed loudly.
"The first is the clothes, there are more low-pressure membranes!"
As soon as these words came out, the audience burst into laughter.
Those audience members looked at the Huaxia Martial Arts Society with mocking eyes, and then chanted in unison.
"There are more low-pressure membranes!"
"There are more low-pressure membranes!"
"There are more low-pressure membranes!"
The sound is like a torrent and a tsunami, one after another.
And the camera that was broadcasting live also broadcast the sound of this picture without falling.
Lin Han, who was on the side, had a gloomy face and asked in a low voice, "What does that fat man mean?" ”
Night Falcon Yuan, who was standing behind him, took a deep breath and didn't dare to answer.
"What do you mean!"
Night Falcon Yuan was frightened by Lin Han's chilling scold, and he had no choice but to translate in a trembling voice.
"Don't you dare to come up, Dong...... The Sick Man of East Asia......"
When he finished saying this, he only felt that the air around him suddenly froze, and the temperature dropped sharply, as cold as an ice cave!
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