Chapter 42: When I go to the field again, I still can't do it.
Xia Zhiyi, who was standing in the ring, only felt that the sky was spinning, and the space in front of her seemed to be distorted at this moment, and she bit her lower lip hard, trying to keep her mind clear with pain.
The seats that should have been reserved for Xiao Jingci in the audience were still empty.
Xia Zhiyi's opponent today is a rookie player selected from the headquarters of the Great Beautiful Country.
The difference in race made two people of similar weight look much worse, and Xia Zhiyi looked a lot thinner.
Everyone pinched a cold sweat for Xia Zhiyi.
Xia Zhiyi's state is really not good, and before the game officially started, some sharp-eyed people noticed that she seemed to be a little shaky and unstable.
In the first round, the opponent started very fiercely, relying on the advantage of size, Xia Zhiyi, who was beaten, had no power to fight back.
There were cheers from the audience.
In the middle of the cheers, Bai Jingjing and Jiang Xinyuan were full of gloom, Xia Zhiyi's performance was obviously not in a state, they didn't care much about whether they won or lost, and they were more worried about Xia Zhiyi's body.
If you lose, you lose, don't let yourself get hurt!
In the first round, the opposite side got ten points from the referee with an absolute advantage, and Xia Zhiyi only got eight points for friendship.
Take a one-minute break between rounds.
Bai Jingjing stepped into the ring, her eyes were concerned and her tone was anxious: "Xia Xia, you're okay, don't force yourself, we can take our time." ”
Wang Xia, who was watching with other players in the audience, couldn't sit still, stood up directly from the chair, and paced back and forth in the audience.
"What's wrong with the boss, could it be that you're hiding it? Is this some tactic? ”
As she walked back and forth, she couldn't help but ask the people behind her.
"Don't worry, it's only the first round, boss, she must have other ideas." The person behind him patted Wang Xia on the shoulder, trying to reassure her.
The pacification worked, Wang Xia calmed down a lot, stood in front of the seat and craned her neck to look at her, and finally sat down.
The opposing coach sat in a chair with one ankle on his knee, leaned back, and looked over his arms in this direction.
There was contempt in his eyes that was difficult to hide.
Xia Zhiyi couldn't hear anything, she desperately swallowed saliva to relieve the feeling of wanting to vomit.
The space in front of me was still distorted, and a dense barrage floated in the air overhead.
A minute passed quickly.
In the second round, Xia Zhiyi's state was even worse, he didn't even have a defense, he was completely beaten unilaterally by standing in place, which caused several people in the referee's seat to shake their heads frequently.
Jiang Xinyuan usually doesn't watch this kind of game, he came completely for Xia Zhiyi, and only when he came to the scene did he know the cruelty of this kind of game, he was a little uncomfortable, his head twisted to the side, and he closed his eyes tightly.
I had a lot of admiration for Xia Zhiyi in my heart.
Wang Xia got up from her seat again, even more anxious than just now.
The opponent's teammates are all from the headquarters of the Great Beautiful Country this time, and they have heard about the scale of the training base in X City before they came, and the training is even more formal than the headquarters.
Now seeing Xia Zhiyi being beaten unilaterally, he couldn't help but make a mocking sound.
This voice angered Bai Jingjing in the audience, and she lost her temper at the trainees behind her: "You are all dumb, shout!" We can't lose in momentum! ”
After speaking, she took the lead in shouting Xia Zhiyi's name at the top of her voice. There was a choked voice in his hoarse voice.
It's a pity that no matter how hysterical a few of them are, Xia Zhiyi on the stage can't stand on the beaten stand.
If this continues, there will be no third round, and the winner will soon be decided.
The ankle of the opposing coach on his knee began to shake rhythmically.
At the end of the second round, the opponent scored another 10 points, with a cumulative score of 20 points, and Xia Zhiyi still got 7 points for friendship and a cumulative score of 15 points.
In other words, if there is still such a unilateral suppression in the next round, it will be like the one fought with Wang Xia at the training base, and there is no need for the fourth and fifth rounds to exist.
At this moment, Xiao Jingci finally appeared, and as soon as he appeared, he ran directly to the ring and hugged Xia Zhiyi in his arms.
"I'm sorry I'm late." His voice was not as cold and melodious as usual, a little low and hoarse, with a tiredness that he could not hide even if he tried too hard to hide.
The warm body temperature relieved the pain in Xia Zhiyi's body, and the sound of her heartbeat gradually brought her back to reality, and her hearing recovered a little.
The taunts from the audience grew louder and louder, and in the midst of the taunts, someone was hysterically shouting her name.
She followed the sound and looked over, only to see Bai Jingjing, who was standing at the front, with tears on her face, and the trainee behind her shaking the hand in her hand desperately.
Jiang Xinyuan clenched his fists tightly, and his whole face was wrinkled together.
She glanced at the players from the headquarters again, and the expressions on their faces were either unforgiving or dismissive.
At the beginning, there was no domestic training base, and Chinese people with dreams wanted to play the ultimate fighting championship, so they had to go to other places to train at the headquarters of the beautiful country.
I don't know the language well, and I need to pay out of pocket if I want to find a good coach.
How many people have even become a problem with food and accommodation, but they still grit their teeth and hold on, waiting for the day when they come out.
What is even more terrifying is the prejudice in the hearts of the people.
It can even be said that it is called discrimination.
I always feel that the physique of the Chinese people is not good, and I can't make a name for myself when I practice.
Xia Zhiyi looked at the crowd in the audience and knew in his heart that this was not a friendly match for a long time.
She must not fall here!
Thinking of this, she gently pushed Xiao Jingci away, signaled with her eyes that she was fine, and then bit one of her fist gloves with her teeth, and with a gentle tug, her white and slender fingers leaked out.
Without hesitation, she reached out and pinched her thigh.
There was an instant purple bruise under the cold white skin.
Everyone couldn't understand why she was hurting herself when she was already covered in injuries.
The crowd in the audience began to talk to each other, and the sound of discussion made the arena even more noisy.
In the midst of this noise, Xia Zhiyi stood up and slowly walked to the center of the ring.
"Little girl, if you can't fight, you can surrender, but self-harm can't make you go home early!" Xia Zhiyi's opponent tilted his head, one side of his eyebrows raised, and his hands with fists collided with each other.
A playful face and a contemptuous tone.
Xia Zhiyi didn't answer, she closed her eyes and exhaled deeply.
"Since you can't shut up everyone, at least let the people present shut up first!"
When I opened my eyes again, the barrage above my head finally disappeared, and the distorted space became normal.
The seat that had been empty in the audience finally waited for its owner.
The third round began.