As the referee just said, I almost always beat the competition and never got hurt, and many people thought that my fight would be as easy as before, but when they saw what I was like now, everyone was almost shocked.

Lying on the ground, I only felt a tightness in my chest, and I didn't have the strength to get up at all.

Now I know very well that if I can't get up in a few seconds, the referee will probably decide that I have lost this match, and even if I have the strength, it will not help.

The referee had already walked towards me at this time, crouched down next to me, first shook his hand in front of my eyes, and said to me, "Lazy, can you still stand up?" ”

I nodded with difficulty, and my heart was crossed, and a slap was slapped on the chest, which relieved me of this breath.

I gasped and got up from the ground, sweat running down my forehead.

The audience outside the arena was thrilled to see me stand up again, and the atmosphere became warm again.

Biroussero said to me: "Little brother, I admire your courage, but sometimes you still have to be self-aware, do you think I am right?" ”

I shook the joints of my body and whispered, "Yes, but I'm not as weak as you think, so let's move on." ”

The corners of Birousselo's mouth rose slightly, and he was satisfied with my answer, because his movements already showed that he cared about the fight.

I didn't show weakness either, and I waited for the next battle.

Roughly summing up the reasons for the loss, it seems that it has a lot to do with my impulsive shot.

On the contrary, Birousselo took advantage of my defeat this time to take the lead in attacking.

He was so fast that he was almost in front of me in between breaths.

I didn't hesitate to greet the arrival of Birousselo with a punch, and Birousselo didn't avoid it at all, after all, he was a veteran, and he was already comfortable with this kind of scene.

Seeing that I punched in, Birousselo also threw a punch, wanting to fight me fist to see who had the most punch.

Of course, I wouldn't be stupid enough to really go toe-to-toe with him, knowing that Biroussero specializes in explosiveness, and I still collided with him, which was simply stupid to the extreme.

Just as the two of us were about to collide with each other's fists, my smile gradually rose, and Birousselo, who was facing me, felt bad when he saw my expression, but it was too late to stop.

Because my body had already dodged the strength of his punch, my body dived quickly, and my right leg was like an upside-down golden hook, and I kicked Birousselot in the face.

Birousselo ate my kick, and his body quickly retreated, and the nosebleed immediately came out.

And I can clearly see that Rousselot's eyesight is not particularly good at the moment, and I will not give him a chance.

The game stipulates that as long as the opponent does not fall to the ground, he can continue to attack.

I also know that a veteran like Rousselot doesn't fall easily, because if they do, it's not as simple as being ashamed.

I seized the opportunity and made three and two steps to get in front of him, and I threw a punch in Birosselo's face.

At this moment, Biroussero was already awake, but when he saw that I had arrived in front of him and taken him straight to the point, he was immediately shocked, but it was too late to defend.

As a veteran, I still have extraordinary reflexes, and although my punch was lightning fast and he was unprepared, it was narrowly avoided by Rousselot.

But although the former avoided it, the attacks that followed did not stop at all, and I would not give him any chance.

Just as Rousselot dodged, I grabbed his shoulders with both hands and pressed down hard, and my knees went up, trying to make the veteran fall off the altar.

Birousselo's situation at the moment can no longer be described as embarrassed, in the face of the rapid attack, I can only raise my hand to defend, but my speed is too fast, even if I raise my hand can no longer play a big role.

Because my knee against Birousselo's palm hit his chest.

Birousselo took my blow and fell straight backwards, but I didn't want to give him a chance to get up.

Just as Birousselo leaned back, my lifted right leg kicked straight out, causing him to fall out of the circle.

And Birousselo could only watch himself fly upside down from the playing field, wanting to resist where there was still a chance.

The result of this match did not surprise anyone, and after the referee's decision, it was announced that Birou Sello was eliminated.

A strong man who was standing on the altar was brutally eliminated by me today, such a result was not only unexpected by Rousselot, but also by most of the audience who supported him at the scene.

The audience outside the arena was almost silent, and only two seconds later, as if it had exploded, applause and shouts came.

This time I heard it clearly, because they were all shouting my name.

I walked up to Birosselot, pulled him up from the ground, and said to him, "Accept it." ”

Birousselot didn't seem to understand what I meant, but when he saw my smile, he understood and said to me, "You are very powerful, young man, you are the youngest fierce general I have ever met." ”

I laughed and said, "No, no, it's my honor to fight against you, and I hope to have this opportunity again in the future." ”

Birousselo shrugged his shoulders, didn't know what to say, and hugged me: "Yes, you are the head coach of Thunderbolt, I will continue to play next year, I hope you still have the strength you have today." ”

This hug once again shocked the audience, because there had never been a player like this before, and the excitement arose, if it weren't for the security guards in the venue, I'm afraid these fans would have rushed down long ago.

Sometimes I think about it, I don't really like this kind of competition, but I still hate it, although it is very exciting, but I really don't know what the meaning of this kind of competition is.

But winning the game is a good thing and it's a big step forward for us to go forward.

The next moment my attention was barely on the scene, and when the Thunderbolt brothers rushed up to carry me out of the ring, my attention was on someone else.

The appearance of this person makes my heart cold and piercing, because he is my opponent tomorrow, Zhang Chunhe, the poison-eyed dragon king.

At this moment, he was standing on the rostrum and looking at me, although I was far away from him, but his hollow and dark eyes, I really saw it.

Hua Yu called me, found that I did not respond to her, looked in the direction I was looking, and she also saw Zhang Chunhe standing on the rostrum, but at this time there was one more person standing with him.