Chapter Forty-Six: Great Xia, Hold On!
Ask for a fight!
Four words, hammering heavily on everyone's hearts!
Blood boil!
In the ring.
It's game on!
Can you hold it!
In the end, can you hold it!
"I said, you can't win."
The opponent clenched his fists, and the powerful muscles and muscles burst out, which was a symbol of strength, and it seemed that a single punch could knock this tired and stubborn teenager to the ground.
"Win you, no problem."
Qiao Yu's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were like eagles in the wild, staring at his prey.
The other party, moved!
The man's boxing technique at the peak of his strength, the tiger attacked.
Qiao Yu held his breath instantly, his posture was like an afterimage, and he quickly avoided it.
But the opponent clearly does not want to face the enemy head-on.
He's consuming!
Drained the last of her energy.
Like a cat fighting a mouse, he slyly provoked her.
He Ran gritted his teeth.
Boss, hold on!
But unlike the previous battles, Qiao Yu is now exhausted, and everyone is looking at it.
How to fight this!
How to win!
"Bang-"
As if in response to them, the opponent threw a flying punch, kicking Qiao Yu in the calf, and then a barb hook, slamming into the lower abdomen!
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
The audience was in an uproar!
Down!
This is the boy who dominates the ring tonight.
In the final battle!
Finally down!
"Boss, how are you!"
"Boss, you're hurt!"
He Ran and Chen Yu grabbed the wire of the octagonal cage, and their eyes were red.
Qiao Yu lay on the ground, clutching his stomach and gritting his teeth.
It's really hard to get 2,000 yuan.
It hurts so much –
"I said, you can't win."
The opponent walked up to her.
"I'm only a semi-professional, but the real international ring is not as simple as you think."
He stared at the boy lying on the ground, but his words were not provocative.
But it is this kind of seeking truth from facts that can best break people's hearts.
The referee came on.
The rules of the ring, once you count down, this game will come to an end!
"The countdown begins—"
"Ten!"
"Nine!"
"Eight!"
"Seven!"
Six seconds left!
Qiao Yu lay on the ground panting roughly.
She moved her fingers, only to feel numb and painful, tired and convulsive.
"Six!"
"Five!"
Four seconds left!
Suddenly.
A roar resounded throughout the audience!
"Great Xia! Hold! ”
This roar penetrates the eardrums, penetrates the crowd, penetrates the ring!
Everyone in the audience stood in awe!
Then, bursts of shouts broke out completely!
"Great Xia! Hold! ”
"Great Xia! Hold! ”
"Great Xia! Hold! ”
Roar and tremble!
Stand up!
Hold the ring!
Keep the pride of Great Xia!
"Two!"
One second left!
Despair, regret, pity, all kinds of expressions appeared on everyone's faces.
And at this very moment.
Qiao Yu, it's moving!
"She can still fight!"
The narrator tore his throat and shouted!
It seems like everything slows down instantly!
They looked at the teenager on the stage, clenched their fists tightly, and then staggered to their feet.
This posture is a bit embarrassing.
But it made everyone's eyes red!
"Great Xia! Win! ”
"Great Xia! Win! ”
"Great Xia! Win! ”
The shouts were thunderous!
The blood in everyone's body was all stirred!
"Can you still fight?"
The opponent was slightly surprised.
Qiao Yu panted roughly.
"One more move."
One move, the winner is decided!
As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yu's whole person's momentum changed.
She clenched her hands into fists, and the speed of her punch broke through the sky with a roaring sound!
There is no way back!
Only, stop the war with war!
This.......
The opponent's eyes widened.
This determination to fight to the death made the opponent instinctively throw quick punches.
No!
Not a fist!
It's a blade that comes up with a fist!
Wind! Blade! Not! Shape!
"Bang-"
When the two fists are struck, it seems that the sound of broken bones can be heard!
"Boom-"
Quiet.
Extremely quiet!
Eerie silence!
In the ring, both sides fell at the same time!
Did you win?
Won or not!
Wait a minute!
Wrong!
The boy in the ring, in an extremely slow posture, stood up!
Qiao Yu's hands trembled, she raised her head tiredly, and swept towards the audience.
The audience held their breath for a moment.
Qiao Yu smiled.
This smile carries the confidence and arrogance unique to young people.
She clenched her right hand into a fist and slowly hammered her heart.
"Great Xia, you will win!"
This one!
Break the silence and let the audience erupt in strong cheers!
"Great Xia! Win! ”
"Great Xia! Win! ”
"Great Xia! Win! ”