It's not that Xiao Cheng doesn't want to win, just a few actions are already his limit.

He can slap Ruan Di in the mouth, and even trip the other party, but he can't defeat him. A knockout victory, also known as a knockout, requires a hard blow to the head to achieve a result so that the opponent cannot continue the fight and win, and if the opponent stands still and lets Xiao Cheng fight, of course, it is no problem, but it is almost impossible to do so in the course of the fight.

The greater the power of the fist, the more parts of the body need to be coordinated, the more muscles are used, the greater the range of movement, and the opponent is easy to dodge. The action of slapping is highly concealed, and only the muscles of the forearm can be used to achieve the desired purpose with the feint.

It's just that even if you slap him 800 times, you can't fan him down. Xiaocheng's strength is still a short board, if he takes advantage of the opponent's psychological weakness on stage, and at the same time improves himself to the extreme in a short period of time, he can also pretend to be forced, but he can't really knock down the opponent.

As the tiger master said, kung fu is the sweat you have shed and the suffering you have suffered, and this thing can't be tricked!

Unless you have practiced, suffered, or suffered, you really can't beat if you can't beat it.

The outcome of this game is actually not important, even if you lose, as long as you are "still glorious despite defeat", so you can replace Lu Qi on the court, and then slap your face hard, at least on the surface, the silver-faced young man can finish abusing the killer Ruan Di, which is enough.

It's just a little regrettable that there is still someone on the other side who hasn't played, and if Ruan Di is the third person on the other side, it would be perfect.

Xiao Cheng walked away, leaving the audience and Ruan Di trembling on stage.

The referee raised Ruan Di's right hand amid boos, and the host was overwhelmed by the sudden situation.

"Suspense, the silver-faced young man left us with a suspense, from the point of view of the rules, the foreign martial arts team represented by Ruan Di has won, but are they the strongest, this answer is still not revealed! Ye Yan's three slaps made the glory of the winner disappear, oh my God! I really don't know how to explain this situation, who won it?"

On the stage, Ruan Di, who was full of grief and indignation, answered this question, and when the game was over, a reporter rushed to the stage and handed over the microphone.

"I'll admit that in the round I was at a disadvantage, but this fight, there is no doubt that we won!

Demon King Randolph!

Although everyone is not convinced, they have to admit that it is still very suspenseful to let a player of Xiaocheng's stature defeat the demon king Randolph in the back, maybe we didn't win in terms of pure strength, but we just lost more beautifully.

Ruan Di's words immediately poured cold water on the crazy audience......

We are patriotic, we support our own players, but we should respect the competition more and there is no need to deceive ourselves.

Although the silver-faced young man once recovered the situation to a certain extent, we still lost.

"If you really have the confidence to defeat me and defeat the demon king Randolph, why don't you stay and continue to fight? You always like this, when you win, you feel that Chinese martial arts are invincible in the world, and when you lose, you complain that you don't adapt to the rules, so you make a fool of yourself and devalue the victory we have won with our strength to a point of not mention! If you don't want to win, why do you want to come to the competition? What's the use of saying so much? There is only one reason to abstain! That is, you are afraid!"

The audience booed, but the party Xiaocheng had already left the venue, and no one refuted his remarks, after all, the host was only responsible for the commentary, and he couldn't fight with the contestants with the microphone in his hand, and if he lost, he lost......

At this moment, the big screen in the arena lit up! The audience turned their heads and thought that the silver-faced young man had something to say just now, but the scene on the screen did not have the picture they wanted, but the lounge of the foreign players!

In the lounge, the demon king Randolph fell to the ground with his face down, as if he was dead, while Tiger Tiger, who had just appeared, was lying on his back on the resting sand, also with his eyes closed and unconscious! The reporter who interviewed was a woman about 30 years old, and when she saw this scene, she immediately screamed!

"Oh my God! What's going on here? Call the doctor!"

Fortunately, the female reporter quickly calmed down, and cautiously tried Randolph who fell to the ground in front of the camera, "It's okay, there's still breathing." ”

At this moment, Randolph on the ground moved, then turned over with the help of reporters, and spat out three words in his mouth: "Silver Mask." ”

In a word, the scene is boiling again!

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!! "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, ......oh my, my God, oh my God, oh my God, Could it be that the silver-faced young man just went to the lounge? Could it be that all this is his masterpiece?"

The audience seemed to be crazy, and even the audience in front of the TV was inspired!

"What happened? What about the on-site staff? Is there any surveillance in the break room?"

After waiting for about thirty seconds, the surveillance screen of the lounge appeared on the big screen again, and the clarity of the picture was much worse, but you could still clearly see what happened at that time.

The picture begins with Ruan Di coming on the field, Tiger Tiger Tiger grinning in the mirror to check his injury, while the Demon King Randolph sits on the sand with a big grin, watching the live broadcast of the game on the TV. You can even see what is being played on the TV in the picture, and at this time, Ruan Di and Lu Qi have not yet moved.

As soon as the door opened, a figure flashed in, and it was clear from the surveillance that it was the "silver-faced boy"!

Randolph and Tiger turned back together, Randolph even stood up, looking very dissatisfied from his expression, but the silver-faced boy ignored it, took out his mobile phone, and pressed it on the TV, which flashed and turned off.

The boy looked back at the surveillance camera, then raised his hand to turn off the light, and the picture suddenly went black!

There was no sound in the surveillance footage, but the scene of 7,000 people was silent, as if holding your breath and concentrating could make up the sound of the fight at the scene. After about two or three minutes, the lights came on, and the picture returned to normal, the silver-masked boy flashed away at the door, and two people fell in the room, exactly the same posture as when the host came in!

"Damn! so handsome!"

"Slap in the face!"

The director started to play back in slow motion the moment the lights were turned on, and sure enough, it was the silver-faced boy who went out!

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Just when you think it's not one Vs two, one Vs two is coming, it's so capricious!

(End of chapter)

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