Match 2: Ruan Xiyue vs Leng Changhe

There was an urge to cheer, and Ruan Xiyue secretly sighed that her luck was too good.

Her grappling and locking skills are usually learned from Leng Changhe, and in addition to the fighting lessons she takes at school, she also has a professional tutor at home, and she learns more than others. Just now, she was worried that if she drew a boy as strong as Wei Heyi, she would be in danger, because her little arms couldn't twist her thighs, and no matter how many skills she had, she wouldn't be able to exert her natural brute force.

But fortunately, it was Leng Changhe who was drawn, and she was confident that she could win him. Because by the third year of junior high school, the two of them fought each other on weekdays, and she won more and lost less, and Ruan Xiyue never showed the skills she learned from her tutor, so she believed that she would win this game steadily. She also has a time to keep a hand.

But the joy lasted for a few seconds, and when she came on stage to face Leng Changhe, she felt a little unbearable in her heart. Leng Changhe's current ranking is not ideal, and she is about to become the person who ruined Leng Changhe's dream, she also knows that Leng Changhe likes her, how can she bear it?

However, nothing can stop Ruan Xiyue's dream of getting out of Lan Qicheng. She gritted her teeth and relented.

The two saluted each other and the game began.

"Will you throw in the towel yourself, or will you wait to be cleaned up by me?" Ruan Xiyue said to Leng Changhe with half anger and half a smile.

She was saying sorry in her heart, but she couldn't say it, she felt that this seemed too hypocritical in Leng Changhe's eyes. So she still showed her usual style, deceived herself and ignored this cruel ring, but told herself that the two of them were fighting in peacetime.

Leng Changhe frowned and walked silently towards Xiyue. How could he not have a wave in his heart?

Ruan Xiyue's feet slowly scurried, moving clockwise around the cold long river with small broken steps. Leng Changhe took his right foot as the axis and slowly rotated clockwise, so that he was always facing Ruan Xiyue. Ruan Xiyue changed her speed from time to time, and no matter how Ruan Xiyue changed, Leng Changhe always rotated with her right foot as the axis.

Ruan Xiyue's trick has never been used with Leng Changhe, when people are spinning, it is usually not as comfortable as turning with the left foot as the axis, because the left foot is close to the heart. And Ruan Xiyue is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and Leng Changhe is also fast and slow.

Ruan Xiyue turned for more than ten seconds, and suddenly turned her pace sharply, as if she wanted to run a circle in the opposite direction, and Leng Changhe's left foot also suddenly stopped the inertia of rotation.

At this moment, Ruan Xiyue rushed suddenly, her waist was straining, and the whole person flew out sideways, her legs stretched out accurately, her left foot stretched out to the ankle of Leng Changhe's left foot that Leng Changhe had just stopped, and her right leg quickly swept towards the crook of Leng Changhe's left foot.

Leng Changhe's left foot had just been fixed, and he was just about to defend his right leg, but he didn't react, he was already locked by this beautiful leg scissor, his knee was bent, and his left leg knelt on the ground.

Leng Changhe had never seen such a move, but now he suffered a loss with one move, and he was shocked, and hurriedly supported the ground with both hands.

At this time, Ruan Xiyue had already pulled out the left leg that was stuck in Leng Changhe's left ankle just now, but her right leg had been sandwiched between Leng Changhe's kneeling left leg in the crook of the knee.

I didn't want Ruan Xiyue to pull her feet away, but instead sat up, twisted her waist, wrapped her upper body behind Leng Changhe, and wrapped her right hand around Leng Changhe's back, locking his throat.

The throat is Leng Changhe's weakness, and when Ruan Xiyue and Leng Changhe fight on weekdays, eight times out of ten, Ruan Xiyue wins by locking her throat behind her back.

Although Leng Changhe also knows that his throat is his weakness, he is half a beat slow every time he reaches out to defend himself.

But this time he didn't.

He seemed to be very skillful in covering his neck with his left hand, which was against Ruan Xiyue's right arm that locked his throat.

Ruan Xiyue was shocked, she never expected Leng Changhe to prevent this move, but she couldn't miss the opportunity, she had to gamble.

Ruan Xiyue clasped his right elbow with his left hand, trying to forcibly lock Leng Changhe, after all, Leng Changhe only blocked with one left hand, and there was no fulcrum with his left hand, he locked him with both hands, he should not be able to hold it.

Leng Changhe hurriedly used his right hand to resist Ruan Xiyue's locked right elbow, but his face became redder and redder, after all, he lost the opportunity, and there was no fulcrum for both hands, in this case, no matter whether the person who locked you was a man or a woman, he basically couldn't escape.

Ruan Xiyue's move was done in one go, and it seemed that it was about to end in less than a minute after the opening.

"Ahh Ruan Xiyue suddenly screamed.

When Leng Changhe was on the verge of desperation, he tore off his right hand and slammed it back with his right elbow.

The elbow joint was harder than the fist, and the blow hit Ruan Xiyue's side waist.

Below the ribs, the side of the waist is one of the most vulnerable parts of a person. Ruan Xiyue's pain was not light, and her whole body was suddenly sore, but she still used all the strength of her body to lock Leng Changhe's arm. Although she was in great pain, she believed that Leng Changhe would not last long like this.

"Ahh Ruan Xiyue screamed again, Leng Changhe had already broken free of his throat, rolled on the ground, and flashed to the side.

Leng Changhe's second elbow was the one he tried his best to, and the force was stronger than the first. He knew that if he couldn't drag it out, he would really lose.

Ruan Xiyue is a girl after all, her body is weak, and she can't withstand these two elbow blows, and she hits the side waist in a non-difficult part.

She was shaking in pain and sat on the ground.

Leng Changhe also sat on the ground, his face was flushed, he gasped for breath and coughed. He almost choked.

Both of them used tricks that they hadn't used in their daily battles.

After more than ten seconds, Leng Changhe was the first to stand up, he was just short of oxygen, so he got up after a while.

Ruan Xiyue gritted her teeth before she stood up, and her side waist was hit by an elbow twice, and her whole body was weak.

But just when she was about to straighten her waist, Leng Changhe kicked her in the face mercilessly with a whirlwind kick.

Ruan Xiyue's brain buzzed and fell, a flower in front of her eyes, and her ears were buzzing.

How could this be, when Leng Changhe was fighting with her on weekdays, if she fell, he would wait until she got up before he made a move, how could he sneak attack now?

But it is true that there is no rule in the fight game, saying that one side must wait for him to stand up before the other party can continue to attack.

It was Leng Changhe who had been letting her before.

As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly noticed a sharp pain in my left arm. Leng Changhe was already pressing on her, cutting her left arm behind her back.

"Xiyue, I'm sorry, my first two subjects are at the bottom, and I have to win in the fight to advance!" Leng Changhe couldn't bear to exert any more effort, and leaned into her ear and said with some self-reproach, "Please, admit defeat!" ”

Ruan Xiyue's brain was dizzy, her left hand and side waist hurt so much, she really didn't have the strength to fight anymore, so she had to clench her right hand into a fist and knock twice on the ground.

This action signifies admitting defeat.

The winner is decided.

"Xixi is fine, you are doing great, it will not affect your entry into the Sailing School!" Ruan Xiyue's father picked up his daughter and comforted him as he stepped out of the ring.

Ruan Xiyue gradually recovered from the pain, and she found that her previous thoughts that she couldn't bear to ruin Leng Changhe's future were really redundant. She is a dignified school flower, with a good reputation, and has suffered consecutive failures in the past two days, which has really hit herself too hard.

"Ruan Xiyue." Chen Jiatong shouted her name and walked to her side.

Ruan Xiyue's face was like fire, and when this dark horse saw that she was defeated, the feeling of shame was undoubtedly magnified, is there anything more embarrassing in this world?

"If you want to laugh at me, laugh!" Ruan Xiyue broke free from her father's embrace and walked in front of Chen Jiatong.

"I didn't mean that," Chen Jiatong shook her hand, holding a torn band-aid in her hand.

Ruan Xiyue's face was kicked by Leng Changhe just now.

Without waiting for Ruan Xiyue to speak again, Chen Jiatong had already put a band-aid on her face.

"Thank you." Ruan Xiyue's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, in her opinion, Chen Jiatong's action was obviously Zhuge Liang crying Zhou Yu, clearly laughing at her.