Is Li Zitong self-defeating?

Xiang Chen felt that it was not.

People's personality will determine people's actions, and some people are born with soft bones, and they may have to get by in the face of many things. In their opinion, as long as Li Zitong pretended to be dead just now, this is not a battlefield after all, and malicious killers are not allowed.

At most, he had his nose broken.

But Li Zitong is a person, he usually looks at him and laughs, Xiang Chen bullied him, he pretended to be aggrieved, and he always blew his nose and glared at Wang Shilei, but he didn't dare to do anything once.

I couldn't move my legs when I saw the girl, and I couldn't play the real thing once.

He's like Mr. Comedy in this team, who specializes in mediating the atmosphere.

But such a person has an absolutely unshakable side in his bones.

Including when Xiang Chen first met him in that trial town, he was obviously not lightly injured, and in order to fight for a special recruitment place for Li Zilin, he gritted his teeth and was unwilling to ask the assistant teacher for help.

And today, it is not a life-and-death knockout match, Li Zitong didn't want to fight for his life, if he was beaten hard, he would have endured it, his skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to complain about.

It wasn't enough for Zhang Qiming to win, he had to scold him for rubbish, and Li Zitong endured it.

But he said that Nanjing University is a third-rate university, which moved Li Zitong's bottom line.

In this five-person team of NTU, it is not Xiang Chen, nor Wang Shilei, but Li Zitong, who really loves NTU.

The reason is that Xiang Chen and the others are too lonely, and they strictly follow their own cultivation schedule on weekdays, and the level of seclusion is almost the same as those senior seniors.

To love a school is not to love the cold rubble on its campus, nor to love its luxurious teaching resources.

It is people who give people the strongest sense of belonging!

Li Zitong can't stand such a hard cultivation, he loves life more, so he also has a wide range of friends, and his circle of friends has long been rushed out of the martial arts academy and expanded to all freshmen. Of course, there are also girls who like him very much.

Because of this, he likes NTU very much.

So, when someone insulted it, Li Zitong made a choice recklessly.

He didn't have the strength to fight back, so it was better to take that disgusting arrogant face, stomp on it a few times, and then spit and spat at it.

…………

The team of Nanjing University fell into a deathly silence, and no one could accept that Li Zitong, who was the most active on weekdays, was injured like this.

For the first time, they had no reverence for the top wealthy family called Modu University, but had deep anger and resentment.

Song Lu let out a sigh of relief, he had the heart to tell these children that it was just a group game, don't fight, but looking at the four people who were still standing in the field, he chose to be silent after all.

At least, they're all alive!

The top floor of the faculty office building of the Martial Arts Institute of Nanjing University, the dean's office.

Qian Huaifan was also watching the live broadcast of the game.

Zhang Qiming's words fell on his ears word for word, and Li Zitong's choice was also in his eyes, for some reason, looking at the little guy whose nose bridge had collapsed and was so ugly that he didn't look like a human being, there was a throbbing in his heart.

"This kid has the strength of a stubborn donkey, and he has an appetite for Lao Tzu, and hisses ......" Qian Huaifan had long been too lazy to teach students, but for some reason, the idea of accepting apprentices suddenly moved in his heart.

Some things are really a blessing and a curse.

You can never say in advance which people are smart and which are stupid.

…………

The game continued, and Li Zitong's serious injury also made Xiang Chen and the others more and more bitter.

Zhou Yi has a good relationship with Li Zitong on weekdays, but his friend was seriously injured, and he is no longer the honest and good old man image of the past.

The gossip palm who pays attention to every step of the camp is beaten by him like a mortar with unlimited firepower.

But his opponent is from the University of Magic City.

A wooden, but extremely strong stick, danced impenetrable.

When a two-star martial artist goes to attack a three-star martial artist, if he can't solve it with thunder means, he will fall into a war of attrition competing for True Qi reserves just like the first game.

And obviously, Zhou Yi is not the one who persevered to the end.

When Zhou Yi didn't turn upside down in one breath, this player with a stick counterattacked strongly, and a bullet stick turned into a big snake waving all over the sky, and it only took a few seconds to break Zhou Yi's gossip array, the stick body bounced, and the stick was pumped on Zhou Yi's body with a unique elastic force.

Fifteen sticks in a row, Zhou Yi sprayed blood wildly, and was pulled out of the ring, if you take off his clothes, you can see that there are fifteen purple and black stick marks on his body that continue to print blood beads outward.

Zhou Yi lay in the arms of Xiang Chen, who rushed over, convulsions in pain.

When the medical staff lifted him onto the stretcher, Zhou Yi firmly grasped Xiang Chen's sleeve with the last of his strength.

"I—Have I embarrassed NTU," he asked, trembling.

Xiang Chen shook his head firmly.

Zhou Yi smiled with relief and fainted.

Without Li Zitong's blood, nor He Yixuan's dexterity and gorgeousness, Zhou Yi's battle was just like his people, and he was defeated ordinarily, but there was a sense of tragedy exclusive to Zhou Yi.

On the commentary seat, He Jiatan stopped talking, and even Xu Xian remained uncharacteristically silent.

To be honest, it's not that they haven't seen anything more tragic, but they have never seen it, and they can't understand why the players from Nanjing University would fight like this in such a battle that has nothing to do with qualifying at all.

Is it worth it?

These three words also appeared in the hearts of everyone who watched the game, not only in the branch venues, but also many more people who watched the live broadcast on the Internet.

"Perhaps, this is what is called, a sense of collective honor, right? The honor of the school should not be taken lightly. After a long time, He Jiatan said softly.

"Isn't honor something that can only be won by victory?" Xu Xian asked.

"Perhaps, in addition to victory, with blood, it is also possible."

At this time, He Jiatan's words were exactly the same as what Xiang Chen said that day.

…………

After three games, 3-0, the match point came, and Nanjing University stood on the edge of the cliff.

He Yixuan, who was so worried, had been sent by Xiang Chen to the hospital to take care of the two of them, because he knew that the next battle might be even more bloody and cruel.

Compared with the people of Modu University who were still neat on the other side of the ring, there were only two people sitting on the bench of NTU at this time.

But it is these two people, and the audience who looks at them feels that there is a suffocating sense of oppression.

Two people can be worth thousands of troops!

Hula!

Wang Shilei, who had always had a calm face, stood up, and his already dark face seemed to be even darker.

"Lao Wang."

Wang Shilei didn't look back, but he was listening.

"None of them are here, I'll say a few words to you." Xiang Chen sat upright and said calmly, "In our bones, we are a kind of people, and the first thing in our hearts is always our own strength." In the past, NTU may have been just a bigger platform for you and me, and that's it. ”

"In my opinion, this freshman competition is not so much about fighting for NTU, but about testing myself against strong opponents, and of course, the championship reward is also very attractive to me."

"But Li Zitong gave me a lesson through a few of them, and I think it may not be just me who has changed in my heart."

"With you, I won't say anything like that, just do your best. Several of them defended the honor with their blood, and what we have to do is to bring the victory back to NTU. ”

"That's all."

Wang Shilei has remained silent.

After a while, Wang Shilei continued his footsteps and left the player's seat, leaving only one answer.

"Go and do a warm-up."

After saying that, Wang Shilei stomped on the ground with both feet, exploded on the ground, jumped up like a cannonball, and landed on the ring.

"Bian Xi, get out!!"

The sound was violent, and the noisy tens of thousands of viewers were silent for an instant.

(This chapter isn't a lot of words, but I wrote it well.) ）