He shook his upper limbs and cautiously approached Chen Lei, turning passive into active. Chen Lei jumped in and punched him in the mouth. He took a step back, dodged Chen Lei's front hand straight punch, and slapped Chen Lei's back hand straight punch with his left hand, at the same time, he waved his long arm, and his right hand hit Chen Lei's cheek, Chen Lei's body shook and took two steps back.

He took advantage of the situation to pursue, a low kick leg, a heavy sweep on his thigh, Chen Lei immediately counterattacked and returned him a low kick leg, he took a step forward, a front straight punch and a back straight punch hit him in the face, the front straight punch mustered up enough strength, the back straight punch just missed his fist protecting the head, and then immediately changed the route, the back straight punch turned into a belly punch, after seeing it, the fist hooked heavily on his left waist and abdomen, and he was knocked to the ground.

The referee hurriedly came over and pushed him away and counted the seconds on Chen Lei, and the countdown is to deduct points, once the seconds are counted, it will have a great blow to the confidence and fighting spirit of the players.

Tang Long was still a little nervous after all, his arm was a little stiff, locking up part of his strength, otherwise, Chen Lei would not be able to get up. The referee will also directly announce the end of the game instead of counting the seconds to Chen Lei. Bai Sumei, Wang Gang, Sun Dalei and the children were all cheering for him when they saw him quickly change from a dangerous and passive situation at the beginning to a favorable situation now, especially the five children, who screamed very loudly. These voices reached his ears and gave him confidence and strength that made him very proud.

He remembered all the bullying and suffering he had suffered at school, he remembered the Tang Long who silently endured soft violence and hard violence, he remembered the taunting and invective and fists and soles that fell on him, and he remembered the sound of his heart sobbing alone in a damp and dark corner. He wanted to smash it all with his fist, shatter the unbearable memories, the painful times.

He glanced at the audience in the audience, who were staring at him with a brush-to-brush gaze. There was no more mockery, contempt, or arrogance in that gaze, and there was reverence, reverence, awe for the body-building and strong male flesh, and even a little fear of powerful fists.

It turns out that fighting with others with fists is a feeling of pain and happiness; It turned out that constantly fighting back and knocking the opponent to the ground was not as difficult as he imagined. It turns out that if you want to be recognized, respected and respected by others, it is so simple, you just need to swing your fist out and knock others down.

It was true, everything in front of him and the feelings in his heart really told him that it was wrong for him to blindly remain silent and forbearate before, and he should fight back, fight back, fight back, fight back as resolutely as he did just now, until he knocked his opponent to the ground, why didn't he do that? Someone hitting you on the left cheek and then hitting him on the right cheek will only lead to others constantly violating you until they destroy your dignity and personality and make you stick to the ground like dust and be constantly ravaged by others. No one who has done evil to you will suddenly find out in his conscience and weep before you and confess to you.

It's like playing in the ring at the moment, one of the two people has to lose, or even fall. And people will always only worship, awe, and fear the one who wins the game. One person stands in the middle of the ring to receive flowers, applause and cheers, the other will be despised and spurned with the pain of defeat, no one will pity him because of his failure, and his opponent will not pity him because of his lack of strength, achieve him, and give him the championship trophy.

He watched his opponent slowly climb up, and he wanted to pounce on him and knock him down, but reason told him to calm down, not to be eager to win, and when the situation was in his favor, it was best to play steadily and steadily, and if he wanted to hurry, he would not be able to reach it.

“5…… 6…… 7...... "The referee is still counting the seconds on him.

He raised his fist and signaled that he was okay and could fight. The referee counts to ten and signals the game to continue.

Tang Long and Chen Lei approached each other separately, Chen Lei suffered a loss, became much more careful, his steps were not as fast and big as before, and there was a trace of nervousness in his eyes staring at Tang Long. Yes, Chen Lei is not as relaxed, confident and aggressive as before, which is a good thing for Tang Long.

Tang Long took advantage of his height and arm length to constantly suppress him with punch and leg combinations, and when the opponent's offensive weakened, his weak defense was gradually exposed. Tang Long kept attacking his head, waist and thighs with kicks after using punches to distract him, and Chen Lei successfully defended the head, but the waist and thighs were solid and took a few blows. He used a travelogue-style style of play, and after the attack was successful, he immediately withdrew from Chen Lei's attack range, readjusted, and tested, and at the same time relaxed himself, continuing to look for Chen Lei's defensive loopholes and attack.

The first round was quickly combined, and Wang Gang and Sun Dalei immediately climbed up from under the ring, unfolded the horn pad, unscrewed the lid of the mineral water, and waited for Tang Long. Tang Long slowly walked back to the corner, sat on the corner pad, spit out the braces, Wang Gang took his braces, poured half a bottle of mineral water on his head, so that his mind would be clear, and handed the remaining half bottle to Tang Long, Tang Long picked up the mineral water with his fists and drank it with a rumbling.

Sun Dalei was rubbing his shoulders and arms while explaining tactics to him.

"He played very well, beyond our imagination, his momentum has been lost by you, keep leaning, attack boldly, defend carefully, you will win." Sun Dalei said behind him.

Like most Northeast men, he spoke in a rough and thick voice, and his voice was slightly hoarse, as if his throat was inflamed. But now, Tang Long realized that this rough and hoarse voice was so kind.

"Very good, Tang Long, come on." Wang Gang was also encouraging him on the side.

The second round began, and the two sides went back and forth, starting to attack. Tang Long is very tight for head defense, and the muscles in his abdominal muscles and legs are stronger than Chen Lei's, so his ability to resist blows is stronger. Under the attack of his kicks, Chen Lei's left thigh was red and swollen, and his steps began to slow down.

"Press forward, press forward." Sun Dalei shouted at him under the ring.

Tang Long stepped up his offensive as he said, constantly pressing, and the combination of punches and legs attacked Chen Lei's body very rhythmically. Chen Lei dragged his left leg, retreating while counterattacking, and when there was no way to retreat, he hugged Tang Long's neck and pressed his whole body towards Tang Long, using it very cunningly to consume Tang Long's physical strength.

The second game was over, and Tang Long basically had the upper hand, getting more effective points than Chen Lei.

"Tang Long, if you continue to fight at this pace, you will win, but you have to pay attention, there is only one last round, the opponent will definitely defend himself, you have to resist him, his physical strength has been almost consumed, and after resisting him, you will effectively counterattack, and the championship cup will belong to you." At the end of the second game, Sun Dalei was behind him while helping him massage and admonishing him.

"Okay." Tang Long gasped and said.

In fact, not only Chen Lei's physical strength is almost exhausted, but Tang Long's consumption is also very large, but compared with Chen Lei, who attacked wildly in the first game, his physical fitness has a great advantage, plus he played well in the first two games and gained the upper hand, so he is full of confidence and high morale. When the two sides have figured out that the opponent's style of play and skills are not very different and the physical strength is consumed a lot, what really plays a decisive role in winning or losing is confidence, fighting spirit and the desire to win.