"Lu Zhihao is a seeded player of Shuicheng Hongtong Hongguang Martial Arts School, I have watched his previous games, his strength is not weak, he is stronger than Hu Di, and he should be considered in the middle and upper reaches of the group round-robin."

After sighing, Mr. Zheng said the reason why he was not optimistic about Zhang Chiyuan.

Hu Di is a seeded player focused on cultivating by Dingwu Baihe Martial Arts School, and if he hadn't met Jiang Huiyin on the first day of the audition, he might have made it to the group round-robin. Lu Zhihao's strength is better than Hu Di, and he is more than one line higher than Zhang Chiyuan, if there is no accident, Zhang Chiyuan will stop here.

"Actually, that Zhang Chiyuan can stay until now, it's already very lucky, right?"

"Yes, but when luck runs out, this time his luck will not work, if he doesn't draw him, he will go directly to the group round-robin."

"It can't be said that he is unlucky, he is the worst among the thirty-three people, and he will definitely be pumped to the stage."

Several parents standing next to the game whispered, their faces looking sympathetic and regretful, but their tone was sarcastic, and their cold words implied schadenfreude.

They felt that their children were better than Zhang Chiyuan, but their children were eliminated one after another, and Zhang Chiyuan was not out of the game for a long time, and this kind of "luck" naturally made them very unhappy.

At this time, seeing Zhang Chiyuan standing in the ring, facing Lu Zhihao, who was a head taller than him, several lemon essences were very happy, and they couldn't wait to clap their hands and praise the fairness and justice of the organizers.

Jiang Mubai glanced at them from the corner of his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said as if talking to himself: "The biggest charm of the competition is that no one can predict the outcome of the competition until the moment when the winner is decided. Zhang Chiyuan may not lose. ”

Hearing Mr. Jiang say this, several parents immediately shut up and made eye contact.

Teacher Zheng opened his mouth, shook his head, and stopped talking.

"Game on!"

The host broke off, and Zhang Chiyuan took the lead in the big ring, he rushed in front of Lu Zhihao, turned his body to the left to avoid Lu Zhihao's right hand stretched out to his collar, and then changed to a right lunge, and his right fist was dragged forward with a straight arm.

This is a starting hand that drags left and right, Zhang Chiyuan is talented, but after all, the practice time is not long, one move and one style are too rigid, coupled with the backward physical development, he failed to cooperate with the wrestling skills in time to destroy Lu Zhihao's body center of gravity.

Seeing that Lu Zhihao was stable and unmoving, Zhang Chiyuan immediately changed his moves, but before he could step up to support his palm, he was grabbed by Lu Zhihao's sleeve and thrown out, fortunately, the side of the big ring was five meters long, otherwise the game would have ended.

The moment his back touched the ground, Zhang Chiyuan used skillful rolling as an unloading force, stood up with pain, and set up a boxing fight.

There was a burst of cheering boos from the viewing area, and the audience was dissatisfied with this disparity in strength.

The child's self-esteem is the most sensitive, and other students in Xiaoshan Wenwu School will definitely not be able to stand such stimulation, but Zhang Chiyuan is unheard of and is not affected at all.

"You admit defeat, I don't want to fight you." Lu Zhihao frowned and pouted, as if it was an insult to fight Zhang Chiyuan.

Zhang Chiyuan bent his knees slightly, stared at his shoulders, and asked, "Your father is a martial arts hall teacher, and he also brought a target master from the martial arts hall to spar with you, right?" ”

Lu Zhihao snorted, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Zhang Chiyuan grinned: "You must have studied Jiang Huiyin repeatedly, but you didn't pay attention to me at all, right?" ”

"What do you have to look out for?" Lu Zhihao let out a disdainful sneer from his nose, "While you are not injured, quickly admit defeat, don't waste everyone's time." ”

Zhang Chiyuan stopped talking, he rushed towards Lu Zhihao, and then was knocked to the ground by the oncoming fist.

Fall to the ground, get up, fall to the ground again, get up again......

This scene seems familiar, but this is the ring of Xiaowu Holy Grail, not the competition field of Xiaoshan Wenwu School, Lu Zhihao is not Jiang Huiyin, he has no sympathy for the strangers who are blocking the way to promotion, even if he sees his opponent's nose and face swollen and blood spilled in the ring, he did not think of keeping his hand.

The ring of Xiaowu Holy Grail did not have the rule that no pursuit was allowed after knocking down the opponent, and when Zhang Chiyuan was knocked down for the tenth time, Lu Zhihao was furious, and rode on Zhang Chiyuan regardless of his image, and opened his bow left and right with his two arms.

Zhang Chiyuan covered his head with both hands, he couldn't get up when he was beaten, and heavy punches poured down on him like a torrential rain, but he didn't say a word.

The boos in the viewing area gradually faded away, and many spectators, including several parents who had previously sneered, turned their eyes and couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"Zhang Chiyuan! Zhang Chiyuan, you fight back! ”

Wang Zishuai, who was also eliminated on the first day, stood on tiptoe and shouted downstairs, at this time there was silence in the viewing area, and this shout was able to reach Zhang Chiyuan's ears, he tried to open his swollen right eye, staring at Lu Zhihao's hideous face gritting his teeth.

"Come on!"

"Zhang Chiyuan! Come on! ”

"You hold on, he's running out of strength!"

"Don't throw in the towel! Our Xiaoshan Wenwu School will never admit defeat! ”

The shouts of cheering for Zhang Chiyuan became more and more, and he seemed to be injected with a force, constantly twisting his body to try to get rid of the suppression, but the weight disadvantage was too great, and no matter how he struggled, it was in vain.

Jiang Mubai sighed, didn't care that his prediction was slapped in the face by reality, turned his head and said to Teacher Zheng: "Admit defeat, let him admit defeat." ”

The stubbornness of not admitting defeat can earn him respect, but it can't help him win the game, and if he continues to fight like this, it will only cause him more damage.

"No." Teacher Zheng had a difficult face, shook his head and said, "If he refuses to admit defeat, then only his immediate family can admit defeat on his behalf, but his parents didn't come, I went down and said that I would admit defeat, and the referee would not pay attention to it." ”

Jiang Mubai's face sank and asked, "The winner has been decided, why didn't the referee blow the whistle?" Do you want them to fight like this? ”

"He didn't admit defeat, and he is still resisting, according to the rules, the referee can't rule him to lose." Teacher Zheng scratched his head in a hurry, "There are guards on the side of the ring, and he will not be fatally injured, but if he continues to fight like this, he will ...... Yes! He! ”

In the ring, Lu Zhihao's strength was exhausted, Zhang Chiyuan saw the opportunity, carried his fist, hugged his waist, and flipped him to the left.

After breaking free from the suppression, Zhang Chiyuan immediately rolled to the right side to open up the distance, and after getting up, he stumbled on the spot, holding the ring rope to stand firm.

No one thought that he would be able to stand up again, and when he raised his hand to wipe the blood from his eyes, the viewing area, which had been silent for a long time, boiled again.

"Throw in the towel! You're throwing in the towel! ”

Lui Zhihao shouted angrily and panted at the same time, he did not expect that the game that should have been won easily would drag on until now, and even if he won in the end, it would not be very glorious, because the applause in the viewing area did not ring for him. Those shouts were like a clarion call for Zhang Chiyuan to launch a counterattack, stabbing him dizzy and ringing in his ears.

"You ......" Zhang Chiyuan staggered and took two steps forward, his voice was as weak as a mosquito, "Aren't you strange, why can I stand up after being punched so much?" ”

Lu Zhihao couldn't hear clearly and didn't care what Zhang Chiyuan was saying, he seized the time to take a big breath to recover his strength, staring at Zhang Chiyuan who was slowly approaching, ready to give him the final blow.

"I'm not like you, you have a good father."

"My dad is an alcoholic, when he gets drunk, he goes home and beats his wife, and when he can't beat me, he beats me."

"Your fist is not as heavy as his."

With every word, Zhang Chiyuan took a step forward, and when he said the last sentence, he kicked the ground and pounced forward, and his thin body burst out with amazing strength, tearing through the weak camouflage with his fists.

Lui Zhihao's fists are very heavy, but he can't break the defense.

Superficial trauma could not break his will, because he had experienced real suffering.

Being bullied because of weakness and ostracized because of his background, Zhang Chiyuan has long tasted failure.

The pain of the flesh is nothing compared to the torment of the heart.

The inability to protect the cherished ones, and even the despair of knowing the identity of the enemy but being powerless and unable to take revenge, is the real soul-scorching, heart-rending pain.

Thinking of the gentleness and kindness of the big sister next door, Zhang Chiyuan's temples beat with his heart, and the root nerves in his body were like strings about to break.

In a trance, it seemed that the smell of cabbage soup wafted into the nasal cavity.

"Ahh

A hysterical roar overshadowed all sounds, Zhang Chiyuan gritted his teeth to endure the stimulation of severe pain all over his body, and threw his fist desperately.

You can fight dad, I can only fight hard.

You can punch me a lot, and I can only punch you back.

So just this one punch!

Just this one punch!

Let you taste it too, what is pain!

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