After watching a 5-1 victory in front of the TV, You Mo received the expected challenge. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In fact, even without Tanat's personal relationship with Stephen Guzmán, the more and more mythical guests in the manor would not have been able to avoid this final battle.

Winning a game and not playing can be interpreted as a fluke, and you are afraid of losing. After winning two games in a row, the goal is to go straight to the top players in the estate. This idea was concentrated and then fermented, and when the moment came, almost everyone in the huge manor flocked to it, surrounding the second ring.

At half past eight in the evening, Yumo and Stephen showed up on time, arrived at their destination in a wolf howl, and began to warm up.

One is 184 tall and weighs 78 kilograms, and the other is 190 tall and weighs 90 kilograms, and they are not competitors of the same class from any point of view. However, there was no huge bonus in the game in front of him, and secondly, the lord of the manor repeatedly emphasized Youmo's guest status, so the expressions of the warring parties looked relatively relaxed, and there was no murderous aura raging before the master's move.

Tanya was also treated differently because of her status as a guest, and there was a row of high steps on the side of the ring that was considered a VIP box, where she could sit and watch the game, and she could watch the game at a 30-degree angle. For professionals, such a perspective can avoid the player's back and be able to see the movements of the attacking and defensive sides more clearly.

On her left sat Norbert, the lord of the manor, on her right, Joseph, with a bandage around his ankle, and at the bottom of the steps stood the Scottish maids led by Elaine. The game doesn't officially start until half-past eight, and it's time for small talk.

"Are your feet alright?" Tanya asked, looking her fellow citizens up and down.

"Well, it's okay, it's just a sprained ligament, I guess I can start training after a week of rest." Joseph was a little reserved. I didn't dare to turn my head to look at the burning gaze.

"Mr. Moke is very careful, nothing to worry about." Norbert interrupted the slightly awkward atmosphere between the two of them enthusiastically, gesturing as he spoke, "Hey, it's the first time I've seen such a weighty move, small." Fast, stealthy, amazing effect of good! ”

"Actually, it's not that exaggerated, his flexibility is not proportional to his body, that's all." Tanya smiled from ear to ear, as if the other party was complimenting her.

"Yes, I still underestimated his flexibility and thought that by increasing the frequency, I would be able to firmly control the initiative of the game." Joseph's tone was much more normal after he was relieved, and he didn't look embarrassed when he discussed the scene where he was knocked down.

"You made a mistake under his temptation. Well, it's a good thing in the long run. Norbert nodded with satisfaction and continued: "The more commonplace things are, the easier it is for people to form habitual thoughts. For example, in a high-level underground boxing match, people think that blindly dodging will not win the game, but in fact, he lures you to gradually increase the frequency of your movements while dodging, which eventually leads to mistakes and the situation is irreparable. ”

"Yes. The previous fights even included the halfway contest between the two of us. It's all in the layout. He makes me feel strong and just take a chance and hit one or two fights and it's over. Joseph spread his hands and smiled wryly.

"That's right, you deliberately left a gap in the front attack, and as a result, he refused to be fooled and resolutely dodged the defense. With the first time you pushed him into a corner and didn't get the desired effect. Your attention has been diverted, and you are more obsessed with the pleasure of grabbing your opponent's slap, completely forgetting the rigor of your own movements and the possibility of your opponent counterattacking. Tanya interjected at the right time, so that she could show off.

The two men in the conversation turned their heads at the same time. The face is incredible.

So professional?

"OK, that's what he told me when he analyzed the footage after the fight." Tanya couldn't hold back a smile as she looked at the surprised expressions of the old and the young.

"This style?" Norbert's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered something.

"Typical opportunistic style. However, instead of passively waiting for opportunities, he took the initiative to induce his opponent to make mistakes. Danya smiled even more smugly, and winked at her stunned compatriots.

Joseph only felt that his face was inexplicably hot, and his heart was beating faster, so he quickly withdrew his gaze and pretended to look at the two guys who were already in place in the center of the field.

"It seems that Mr. Moke's psychological quality is not comparable to ordinary people, and he has been preparing for this battle for a long time, right?" Norbert followed his gaze to the ring, but after raising his wrist to look at the time, he shifted his attention again.

"Yes, his seriousness is completely out of line with his age, and Stephen's profile is about to be ruined by him. It's not a video or anything like that, I really don't understand what kind of picture those text materials can make up in my head......"

The smile on Tanya's face grew brighter and her voice grew louder. Soon, Elaine, who had been talking and laughing with her companions, quit.

"It's strange that Mr. Moke and Miss Tanya don't smell that in their room, they can't smell it......"

The cough suddenly sounded, and Joseph couldn't help but secretly turn his head to look at the beautiful compatriot with a red face and a thick neck.

"Perverted, lewd, voyeuristic, die!" Tanya didn't pay attention to him at all, she was clenching her fists at the moment, and her eyes were murderous.

Norbert, who had already made up countless pictures in his mind, hurriedly spoke out to play a round.

"Uh, uh, there's nothing to make a fuss about, maybe Mr. Moke is treating this experience as a spiritual practice, not as a pleasure or show."

These words immediately dragged Tanya back from her violent state, and sneered: "Yes, he first found me, that is, he wanted to find a place to practice. You must know that he usually doesn't have such an opportunity, so his attitude is naturally much more serious. ”

"Don't have such an opportunity in normal times? It seems that Mr. Moke is a busy man. But I've heard that footballers have two holidays a year, so why ......" Norbert was obviously suspicious, but the content was a bit exaggerated, and he was not sure.

"It's hard for a footballer like Moke to have a lot of time to squander, even if he has a holiday. Of course, the women who take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms are also grabbing a lot. Tanya's attention was not on him at all, and after speaking, she did not forget to provoke the smiling opponent in front of her.

"Face in the East, play in London. There is no time to splurge on vacation, is there still a nickname for Mr. Moke? The surprise on Norbert's face could no longer be hidden, and his voice could not stop being high-pitched.

I didn't dare to confirm it until now, but in fact, it is also a blessing to worship the heavens and the earth.

Underground boxers are not normal people, and there is no market for a hot topic like football in the manor, so the owner of the manor has considered this possibility. However, due to the need to protect the privacy of guests, it has not been actively confirmed. As the two surprising fights came to an end, the doubts in his heart became more and more pointed.

Now that the time came for the final confirmation, Norbert's blood pressure inevitably went up somewhat.

"Ah, yes, he hasn't been hiding anything, it's just that you don't seem to care much about the Premier League." Danya hesitated for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgement.

"Oh my God, it's impossible not to know the name Kaiserslautern if you don't care about football! It's impossible not to know the name MO without looking at the Bundesliga! He's the face of magic! Norbert couldn't contain his excitement. Dancing as he spoke.

"Hey, hey......" Danya smiled smugly, and her heart was darkly refreshed.

The feeling of revealing one's identity at such a critical moment is comparable to that of a gold medal undercover agent!

"Ah, I've heard that Stephen's favourite team is Manchester United, and their manager is also Scottish, is that the case......

Elaine's voice came from not far away, and the cold wind of December generally blew away the lively atmosphere before.

Tanya looked at the lord of the manor in disbelief, and it took a moment for her to realize the signs of danger from the changing face of the other man.

She wanted to get up and rush over. Shouted something, but in the end it didn't move.

Because she sees. The two people in the venue have finished communicating, gathered momentum, moved their feet, and began to belong to their own stage. If she rushes over to steal the show, she is obviously a little self-conscious.

In the middle of the arena, the two men in the ring were slowly moving.

Stephen has been restrained since he took the stage. It is not until the hour hand points to the end that it begins to slowly release outward.

The silent eyes were buried in the deep sockets, glowing with pitch black, and the angular faces were as sharp as sculptures, looking at their opponents expressionlessly. The rhythmic sound of disturbing footsteps stamping on the mat made a dull sound.

It's like a silent beast coming out of the darkness on a dimly lit night, silently looking at its prey, quietly thinking about where to start and whet your appetite......

A chill spread quickly, and the fighters closest to the ring couldn't help but shudder, and some couldn't help but take a step back and look at the visitors from hell in disbelief.

Gradually, the whole ring fell silent.

Yu Mo also quieted down.

The silence, full of the will to destroy, inevitably made him trance-like for a while. Thankfully, Hell Visitors clearly don't intend to make their opponent's trip to Hell an easy one.

He looked up into the silent eyes, trying to read the source of the power.

The result was in vain.

There is only sorrow, tyranny, and endless emptiness in it.

Saddening your past?

The ruthlessness of tyrannical reality?

Other than that, only emptiness?

Is it because this is the meaning of life?

Once it falls, is it over?

You Mo felt as if he had touched something cold to his bones, but it wasn't enough, not enough for him to feel the torture of his soul.

"How much pain you endure, how much strength you have. You probably think you've stopped moving, right? ”

As if to see what his opponent was thinking, the silent visitor to hell finally spoke.

The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and there was a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"Yes, I'm coming, looking for strength."

As soon as You Mo opened his mouth, he felt that his throat was dry, and he couldn't help but hoarse his throat, and he wanted to drink water a little.

His sharp instincts told him that the visitor from Hell knew him better than anyone present.

Including Tanya, who has been with him lately.

An unquenchable curiosity came over him, and his steps staggered.

"Frontal sneak attack, hehehe......"

With a hoarse and ugly laugh, You Mo raised his halfway leg and put it down, "It doesn't seem to be useful to you, go on." ”

"Pain from the depths of the soul is a real source of strength, and it makes you **, bloodthirsty, crazy. Let you get everything you want, or, destroy everything you want. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Stephen lifted his right foot and hit Yumo in the left hip with lightning speed, sending him flying sideways. After jumping more than two meters, he bounced on the mat again, and rolled twice before he stopped.

Crazy shouts suddenly rang out, and suggestions like "kill him" began to rage.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

Stephen stood a meter away from Yumo and watched with a blank face as his opponent slowly rose from the ground.

"Physical torture can only temporarily anesthetize yourself, or make you overestimate yourself."

Stephen's voice was not loud, but it was clear in the deafening shouts, digging into the cracks of the bones.

You Mo only felt as if he was unconscious on the left side of his body, and he had to use his hands to help his left leg stand upright.

The sweat on his forehead quickly began to drip down, and even his voice trembled a little.

"If you know who I am and what I want, why do you want me?"

"With you? I don't think that's interesting, I've seen you play and I want to see you played like a ball. ”

Stephen did what he said, and before Yumo could fully stabilize his body, another side kick hit his right thigh accurately. This time he used his left foot, and his speed and strength were on par with the last time, and You Mo only found an afterimage out of the corner of his eye. Eventually, he judged by the sound of the wind he heard with his ears, kicked hard with his right foot, and rolled to the left side of his body.

"Oh, hehehe, the ball that moves."

Stephen took two quick steps this time and appeared a meter in front of Yumo before he got up.

There was a pause of about a second.

"If I kick it again, the ball will probably have a chance to counterattack, so stand up."

You Mo reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and slowly stood up, "Yes, it's a pity that it didn't escape your eyes." ”

"It's quite fun to fight you, it's much more fun than kicking the pole, hehehe......" Stephen smiled and even bent down to reach out, trying to pull the other person.

Yu Mo was busy adjusting his breathing, ignoring his hand hanging in mid-air, "Yes, I feel the same way. ”

"Kicking can be addictive, and the world is amazing." Stephen smiled and shook his head, straightening up and standing still, his expression silent.

The cold aura that made people feel cold suddenly widened the distance between the two, as if the previous exchanges were all idle nonsense, and it couldn't affect any solemn atmosphere.

You Mo was obviously dragged down by the numb left hip, but he still couldn't completely avoid it under the opponent's clear attack, and his body flew out again.

This time, the kick hit the middle of the outer right thigh, and the pain was not very strong, but the capillaries ruptured under the skin quickly numbed the entire outer thigh.

"It's a fun ball, but it's not very good. Tell me, what else do you plan? “

Stephen stood still, grinning and asking.

You Mo raised his sweaty forehead and actually smiled.

"I didn't have any plans, but I was a little curious and wanted to know some answers." (To be continued.) )