Matsuyama didn't understand, it didn't matter, because Yabuki on the field had already told him the answer.

I just watched Yabuki slowly stand up.

And Sho Kishimoto still hooked Yabuki's neck, so it looked like Yabuki picked him up from the ground.

He hooked Yabuki's neck and gasped, thinking about how to reverse his current disadvantage, only to find that Yabuki's hand suddenly squeezed in from the outside and pressed against his shoulder, and then, the violent weightlessness made his head go blank.

Yabuki slammed into the ground, and Sho Kishimoto, who was hanging in front of Yabuki, was slammed to the ground with a loud bang, like a bomb exploding in an octagon.

After a burst of dizziness, Sho Kishimoto couldn't help but let go of his hand.

And then, there was a massacre!

I just saw Yabuki smash him to the ground, and when his head was clouded, he raised his fists and mercilessly smashed it towards Sho Kishimoto, who was lying on the ground and instinctively raised his arms.

Smashing punches, elbows, and continuous attacks hit Sho Kishimoto's face, and his raised arm couldn't stop Yabuki at all, and in just one moment, he felt like his eyes were full of stars, and the sharp pain and dizziness made him almost be beaten into a punching bag.

The audience exclaimed, and the entire venue was in a boil.

The referee had already noticed the situation, and when he didn't resist when he smashed two punches in the face in a row, he had already rushed over, grabbed Yabuki and pushed him away, announcing the winner of the match.

After being pushed away by the referee, Yabuki pointed to Sho Kishimoto, who was lying on the ground with empty eyes, gestured with his fist, and then turned to the audience and raised his fist high.

The audience erupted in incomparably enthusiastic cheers.

At that moment, it was not unpretty, it looked like Yabuki Sho lifted Sho Kishimoto high from the ground and smashed it to the ground, which is a gorgeous action that can only be seen in a wrestling match like WWE, which makes people feel destructive and domineering.

What does it mean to look at pain? It's called looking painful!

Tsukasa Aoki looked at Yabuki on TV, shook his head unconsciously, and sighed a little.

This guy's progress is not small.

Matsuyama Iwa was a little curious: "How do you know that Yabuki is going to drop him?" ”

"There's a coach in the camp called Gate, I don't know if you know, anyway, that guy likes to use throws to solve problems when he's hanging." The thought of the strong man who likes to run around in clogs makes Aoki Tsukasa a little sore in his head.

That guy really hurts when he falls.

Matsuyama Yan nodded: "I know, I also watched the show." ”

"Yabuki learned a lot from that guy in the show, so as soon as I looked at that situation and the position of his hand, I knew that he was definitely going to play like this." Tsukasa Aoki pondered the movements he had learned from Goro Daimon, and for some reason, he was a little nervous.

He's learned a few times....... Why don't you take it out and use it later?

By the time Sho Kishimoto finally staggered to his feet, his face was already bruised.

From his depressed face at this time, it can be seen how uncomfortable he is at this time.

If he was ready, he could have carried it, but he just didn't expect it, he just didn't react.

This made Sho Kishimoto feel very speechless, and the depression that followed, not to mention - after working hard for so long, he didn't even survive the first round, and it was over?

For every fighter, the hardest thing is not to be beaten, not to train so hard that people want to give up, and not to regret losing after a bloody battle. It's like I lost before I could play anything.

This is the most heart-wrenching, the most burning content and unacceptable.

Looking at Yabuki, who was raising his arms and enjoying cheers, Sho Kishimoto only felt that his eyes were pantothenic.

And that's the end of it?

The emptiness made Sho Kishimoto feel as if he were dreaming.

When the referee held Yabuki's arm high and announced that he had won, Sho Kishimoto only felt a little lost.

He raised his head and looked at the headlights above his head, which were as bright as day, shining on the octagonal cage under his feet, and he couldn't take a step for a long time.

It wasn't until his coach patted him on the shoulder that he left the ring in a daze.

Tsukasa Aoki, who had seen all this, shook his head secretly and sighed.

In the octagonal cage, there will always be people who become losers. Tsukasa Aoki only hopes that that person will never be himself, so that's good.

Glancing at Matsuyama Iwa, he pushed open the door of the locker room, at this time, Ning Qiang Li Zhen, Coach Oda and others had been waiting outside the door for a long time - they had actually arrived a long time ago, but in order not to disturb Aoki Division, they had not come in.

Seeing Tsukasa Aoki come out, their expressions were very excited and nervous: "How is it?" ”

Aoki just smiled and nodded emphatically, "No problem." ”

"Let's go!" Tsukasa Aoki was the first to take a step, and after a few steps, in front of him, Uesugi and his coaching team appeared.

The two looked at each other in front of the passage where the players played, and Tsukasa Aoki and Uesugi Tsunato stared at each other closely, and neither of them spoke.

In front of the exit of the T-shaped passage, the people on both sides confronted each other quietly, and no one spoke.

It wasn't until Kirabi's shouts appeared in the ears of the two of them that Uesugi took the lead and walked towards the passage.

The moment he passed by, Uesugi took a deep look at Tsukasa Aoki, and then, stepping out of the passage, bathed in the lights and cheers, walked to the octagonal cage position first.

"From Tokyo!"

"Height 175!"

"Arm span 178!"

"149 pounds!"

"The noble boy in the boxing ring!"

"Uesugi!! Bucket! ”

Listening to the sound coming from outside the passage, Aoki only felt that his heartbeat slowly became faster.

Aoki took a deep breath, spit out a long breath, and constantly relaxed his legs and feet in place, shaking his neck, thinking about the tactics he had studied before, thinking about the situations and playing styles that he might encounter for a while, and finally, at the moment when a somewhat cold bell rang, he pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt and walked out slowly from the player's passage.

The bells mingled with the sound of thunderstorms, accompanied by the chanting of the choir, and the lights of the entire venue changed to a somewhat cold blue.

Then, in the aisle, a pillar of fire erupted.

On the big screen in front of the passage, under the poster photo of Aoki's eyes with cold eyes, the way he slowly paced out caused bursts of cheers.

"From Chiba!"

"181 cm tall!"

"Arm span 184 cm!"

"Weigh 153 pounds!"

"Great Demon King!"

"Green! Wood! Manage! ”

With the host's voice, the cheers around him rose again, and after Aoki Tsukasa was checked by the referee, he finally stepped on the octagonal cage.

Tsukasa Aoki stood in the center of the octagonal cage and looked around, only looking at the large venue, which was full.

The audience seemed to be boundless, and the cheers almost burst their eardrums.

He slowly raised his hand and raised an index finger.

He pointed to the sky, to the audience, to himself, and to the octagonal cage under his feet.

Then, patting his chest heavily, Aoki Tsukasa smiled faintly at the camera outside the octagon.

Then, he turned around and looked at Uesugi Tsuto, who was leaning against the edge of the cage with a solemn expression.

The semi-finals have finally begun.

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PS: I'm sorry, it's too slow to write, I've watched a lot of videos to conceive, and I always feel almost meaningful, and I'm still writing the next update........

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