In fact, the game has become interesting by this point.

In the next semi-finals, whoever is in line for the rest of their lives will completely cut off the road to the top two.

Even... Direct Final Four.

Because according to the previous shots of the rest of his life, he went directly according to the injury of a month.

After playing for the rest of his life, he is no longer eligible to compete for third place.

Almost all the teachers of the three major universities locked their eyes on Yuan Qingshan.

Especially at the time of the draw.

I'm afraid that this old calf will suddenly play a hand of dark box control.

It's about points, not sloppy.

Thankfully...

At this point, the game is finally starting to get fair.

The oldest form of drawing lots was taken.

Li Yihan looked at his note, then looked at the rest of his life on the other side, and silently walked into the ring.

"Military Academy, Li Yihan."

"I only have one request, after the fight, can you not pull my teeth."

"I promise, there's no poison in your teeth."

"I'm not going to kill myself."

"As a price, I can say two stand-up comedies, which I memorized and practiced a few days ago."

Li Yihan just watched the rest of his life faintly and said.

The rest of my life was a little dazed.

Now there is not much gray gas that stand-up comedy can bring, and the effect is not obvious.

"Chest crushing boulders, will you."

"Or swallow a sword."

Yu Sheng groaned and asked.

Li Yihan's body suddenly stiffened.

"A big stone in the chest... Yes! ”

"After the competition, you can't scrap my limbs, I still have to fight for third place."

Li Yihan was entangled, and finally nodded with an indomitable momentum.

The rest of his life brightened his eyes and was a little happy.

Finally...

It's been so long, and for the first time, someone is willing to perform this trick with him!

I feel that once I came to this time, the ash gas required for the bottle was almost the same!

is a good semi-final, and the style of painting has been outrageous, like bargaining in the vegetable market.

But obviously this scene is so absurd, but... Whether it is the parties, the judges, or the audience, they all feel normal.

And looking at it seriously.

There are even some people who have begun to analyze for Li Yihan whether it is worth it or not.

Final Conclusion.

Once you break a boulder in your chest, you can exchange for the opportunity to compete for the top three, and you can earn blood!

"Of course, all this is on the premise that I lose!"

"I'm not sure I'm going to lose yet!"

After the transaction was established, Li Yihan's expression became serious, his eyes were dancing with flames of fighting spirit, and he held a dagger in each hand, bowing his waist slightly.

"Game on!"

With the host's announcement, Li Yihan watched the figure of Yu Sheng disappear in place, and then...

I was in a trance for a second.

A stick hit the back of the head.

A little dazed standing in the ring, a fist just slammed into the face.

Then, a hand reached into his mouth.

Took it out again.

"Oh, yes, yes, don't pull teeth."

"You've lost."

For the rest of his life, he stood in front of Li Yihan like this, and a dagger was still against his heart.

All the operations, all shared... Two seconds?

"Quick, you can break the boulder in your chest!"

The rest of his life was urging with some anticipation.

Li Yihan was still a little confused at this time, shook his head vigorously, covered his face, and looked at Yu Sheng blankly: "Your teleportation, isn't the distance only two meters?" ”

"Huh?"

"Nope."

Yu Sheng shook his head, and the expression on his face was even more dazed than Li Yihan: "Did I say that I can only teleport two meters?" ”

...

Li Yihan's hands drooped weakly.

In previous competitions, the teleportation for the rest of his life was about two meters at a time, and after so many days of detailed analysis, almost everyone came to the conclusion that the distance was two meters.

Exactly!

Li Yihan even thought that he would still lose after all, but he never thought that he would lose in two seconds...

It seems that this is the first time that the rest of my life has ended the battle so quickly.

I dragged it out before, barely playing for half a minute.

The charm of the crushed boulder on the chest is really that big?

Why can you force you to use all your strength to shoot?

As the only acquaintance in the rest of his life, and as the first player to be killed in seconds by the rest of his life, Li Yihan has too much to say.

But he watched Yu Sheng step down, and after a while, he carried another stone up.

Gesturing to his chest.

There was no hammer, so he used his 'stuffy stick', first looked at the silent audience, and after making sure that there should be no accidents, he slammed the stick down.

The boulder shattered, Li Yihan snorted, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Also... It's not as good as you think... Hurt. ”

Panting, Li Yihan barely got up from the gravel pile.

Off the field, there was thunderous applause.

All stand up.

It's like thanking the two in the ring for their excellent performances.

Only there is no discouragement.

...

For the rest of his life, he carried a stick and looked at the audience silently, and for some reason, he suddenly felt his heart twitch.

Wrong.

There must be something wrong with the link.

"Why don't you have another piece?"

Yu Sheng looked at Li Yihan thoughtfully and asked.

"I surrender!"

Li Yihan watched Yu Sheng speak decisively, his voice was crisp and the speed of his speech was extremely fast, and then he jumped out of the ring without hesitation, clutching his chest and leaving.

I'm afraid that if I walk a little slower, I will be dragged back by the rest of my life.

Don't doubt it, this kind of thing... I've done it to myself once in the rest of my life.

Until now, Li Yihan can't forget the quiet night, the room, and a devil.

Even when I think about it now, I can't help but feel chills.

"A big stone in the chest... Doesn't it work..."

"Next time, try a boulder crushed chest."

"Or change the way you smash it."

The rest of his life is still standing in the ring, constantly muttering, falling into deep self-doubt.

It wasn't until the host cautiously reminded him twice in a row that he came back to his senses and walked out of the ring.

Another game.

Wu Qianqiu fought Han Jue.

Both of them are the most anticipated students of their respective academies this year.

Even in the early days of the competition, it was already attracting attention.

But Han Jue, all the way to Changhong, domineering and crushing.

And Wu Qianqiu was at the peak of his debut and was ridiculed.

Even if he plays every game seriously, everyone's evaluation of him will always be...

That's it?

Scold.

But that's it.

Even if he is now unconscious, he has also reached the stage of the semifinals.