Chapter 297: Qi runs through Changhong, full of Jianghong
With Cui Ming's vision and strength, he can see through this, and Song Yun is hungry on the stage, will he not be able to perceive it?
Of course not!
At the moment when Kimura Ichiro thought about fighting back, Song Yun stepped forward.
Then the peak of his feet accumulated, and Song Yun accelerated for the fourth time.
Cui Ming gasped, he already knew in his heart that if he was in the ring at this moment, whether he was facing Song Yun or Kimura Ichiro, he would be defeated.
I suddenly felt a little ashamed in my heart, as a witness, that is, a referee, it is not as good as the two people competing on the stage, I am embarrassed to think about it.
Kimura Ichiro didn't expect that at the moment when Song Yun's fist speed accelerated, he would only be forced to choose defense once.
The man in front of him, blind in both eyes and with an injured arm, has experienced two fierce battles today, doesn't he know that he is tired and painful?
The peak strength of the body will definitely affect all the muscles, meridians and wounds of the body, and the pain at the wound will definitely hit like a pinprick every time.
How many people can force the pain to be suppressed in this situation without receiving any effects?
Song Yun has an iron will.
Born like a summer flower, dying in splendor, constantly withering?
A real man should fight to the end, boiling with blood and withering hair.
"Broken!"
With every punch, Song Yun would burst into applause, and most of the people under the ring had already covered their ears.
At the beginning, Kimura Ichiro relied on his strong strength and was not affected at all, but after all, he was in the center, and he bore the brunt of Song Yun's explosive drinks.
Can you really stay unaffected all the time?
Kimura Ichiro's expression became serious.
Song Yun's sleeves were completely stained red with blood, but his shots were getting faster and faster, and the man was as determined as iron.
"Broken!"
Shooting with both fists at the same time is indeed like a perfect combination of rigidity and softness, which is as fast as a shock.
Cui Ming frowned slightly at this time, his face was full of surprise, and he stood up unconsciously.
Over the years, Cui Ming has been a witness several times, and he has never been so surprised as he is now that he can't help but stand up.
Miao Songtao inhaled like a toothache and asked again:
"Mr. Cui, when will Song Yun be defeated?"
Cui Ming shook his head and did not respond.
"Mr. Cui Xin, let me ask you when Song Yun will be finished."
Miao Songtao was a little anxious and angry, although he gave Cui Ming face, but in fact, he didn't pay too much attention to it, and his tone at this time was no longer good.
"I don't know!"
"What?" Miao Songtao's face became gloomy: "Mr. Cui, you said not long ago that Song Yun will definitely be defeated. ”
"I was shallow, and I was wrong. I forgot, ancient martial artists, all have their own glory, when you have an obsession in your heart, after reaching a certain aura, it is really possible to create miracles. ”
"At this time, Song Yun has already broken through the bottleneck of his physical limit, maybe to a certain extent, his nerves are self-paralyzed, and he no longer feels tired, if he keeps attacking with this aura, only God knows the victory."
"Zhuang, I'm a warrior in the summer of Yanxia, who said that there is no successor? Regardless of Song Yun's success or failure today, he is enough to be proud. ”
Miao Songtao was so angry in his heart, he almost blurted out and scolded, I'll go to your uncle's, call you Mr. Cui, and treat yourself as a character, Lao Tzu wants Song Yun to die, don't you know?
Cui Ming didn't care about Miao Songtao at all, and said completely subconsciously:
"Now, it is Song Yun's peak, the most glorious moment, agree, and his most vulnerable and dangerous moment, that aura that transcends the limit, once it is broken by Shi, or, Kimura Ichiro can withstand this last wave of impact, then Song Yun will become slaughtered, and even without Kimura Ichiro's action, he will die of exhaustion!"
The duel in the ring is in full swing.
Most people can't help but hold their breath, for fear that in the blink of an eye, they won't be able to see the moment when the two finally split the victory, it will be like entering Baoshan and returning empty-handed, and they will not regret dying?
This level of duel, ordinary people may not have the opportunity to see it once in their lives.
Ye Qianqian and Lin Xiaoya were so nervous that they didn't know where to put their hands.
Only Zhai Minzhu, who had been forcing herself to stay calm, heard Cui Ming's words clearly, she always felt that she had to do something, and she couldn't let Song Yun, who couldn't see with her eyes, bear everything.
Aura? This is an aura that belongs to a warrior.
Pregnant!
Zhai Minzhu's eyes suddenly lit up, without any reason, and blurted out:
"Man Jianghong, angry hair rushed to the crown and leaned on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rested. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and ...... fiercely"
The woman's cold voice resounded through the real Guiyun Villa.
Zhai Minzhu didn't know if it was useful, but she had to do it, as if she was using this way to cheer Song Yun on!
"Jing Kang is ashamed, it is still snowing, the courtiers hate, when will it be destroyed, drive a long car, and step on the ......."
didn't care about other people's strange eyes, Zhai Minzhu didn't feel any embarrassment, she was still reciting Man Jianghong aloud, and she always felt that this poem was very consistent with the current scene.
At this time, Song Yun burst into tears:
"Kill!"
The sound was like thunder, but it did not suppress Zhai Minzhu's voice, but it seemed to have a strange resonance.
Stepping, accumulating, up and down the whole body, crackling and popping.
The fifth time, it really had to be the fifth time, Song Yun accelerated against the trend.
At the moment when the speed soars, it means that the strength shows a geometric multiplier increase.
Cui Ming even faintly heard his own moans in his head, he was frightened, really frightened.
Five accelerations, how is this possible?
What is the concept, two warriors fight against each other, and the first two accelerations can be said to be established tactics, constantly exerting their strongest strength, but since then, every acceleration represents a breakthrough in the limit of the body.
In other words, Song Yun has broken through the limit at least three times in a short period of time, which will be something that has never been done before or since.
Kimura Ichiro's face became completely serious, and you can no longer see any contempt.
Song Yun's play, resolutely, this kind of fighting style that dares to die and fights, and can surpass the limit, is completely beyond imagination, and the current victory or defeat has exceeded what can be determined by strength.
Kimura Ichiro also firmly believes that his strength is stronger than Song Yun, but in the real life-and-death struggle, it still depends on the performance.
When Song Yun relied on a strong attack to increase the entire state to one hundred and two percent, and Kimura Ichiro chose defense at the beginning, and the play of the entire strength was suppressed to less than ninety percent, will those so-called gaps still be obvious?
At this time, Zhai Minzhu's cold voice had already recited Man Jianghong to the final stage.
"Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!"
The whole poem is over, Zhai Minzhu fell into a short stagnation, and the competition on the stage has also reached the most critical moment.