Chapter 201: Belonging

"Bang" A sound came out, Xiao Lin and Wang Zhou jumped out in both directions, their chests rose and fell violently, and both of them stared at each other viciously, but Wang Zhou's face was very ugly, but the corners of Xiao Lin's mouth were with a faint smile.

The audience of the Nine Spirits Kingdom was silent at this time, and no sound could be heard, and everyone looked at Wang Zhou worriedly, with a little sweat oozing from their palms.

"There is hope. Xiao Lin stared at Wang Zhou and thought in his heart, he looked down at his bleeding palm, the pain from it had been stimulating his nerves, but it also made him wake up from his previous state of confusion.

Just now, he was at a disadvantage in the duel with Wang Zhou, and the long sword in his hand was shot down to the outside of the field, the situation can be said to be quite unfavorable, the cheers of the audience were more like a boulder pressing on his body, and even breathing was a little difficult, making him think that he was not Wang Zhou's opponent at all.

But as the game progressed, Xiao Lin gradually realized that the other party was not so powerful, and he could not fall behind in the field that the opponent was best at, which made the fighting spirit in Xiao Lin's heart rise again.

In contrast, Wang Zhou's momentum continued to decline, not only because he failed to win the match when he had the best hope of victory, but also because his style of play dictated.

Wang Zhou has practiced boxing for many years, taking the road of opening and closing, and most importantly, he values momentum, in previous competitions, he often won in one go, and almost never experienced such a tug-of-war in front of him, his style is often to play a stormy attack to defeat the opponent.

It can be said that Wang Zhou's matches are often very crisp, either winning or losing, and this kind of evenly matched matches is very disadvantageous for him, which is due to the influence of the exercises he has cultivated.

Tianyin boxing is a martial art that focuses on offense, advocating the indomitable momentum, using this momentum coupled with its own fierce boxing, can often quickly solve the battle, but the momentum of this thing will gradually exhaust, no one can always maintain a high fighting spirit, as the game becomes more and more anxious, there are more or less anxious thoughts in the heart, once this distraction appears, it will affect its own momentum.

Just like Xiao Lin before, he was very jealous of Wang Zhou's strength in his heart, and began to doubt himself in the battle, once he vented this breath, his momentum dropped rapidly, and he could only lose most of the level he could play.

However, now that it was Wang Zhou's turn to encounter this situation, he noticed that Xiao Lin could actually compete with him in the field he was good at, and the power he was proud of had not been able to gain the upper hand, which made the anxiety in his heart stronger and stronger.

Fighting is not only a contest of physical ability and fighting skills, but also a contest of psychological state and spiritual will.

"I'm sick of it. Wang Zhou listened to the shouts of the Nine Spirit Kingdom in the distance, and the irritability in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he looked at the finger tiger that had melted most of the in his hand, and his face flashed

Feeling unhappy, he took off his fingers and fell to the ground.

"The kid is in a hurry. Su He had been standing near the two of them, the fist wind and fire waves of the two had not caused him any damage, and he hadn't even shaken his body, at this time he was looking at Wang Zhou, and made a faint judgment in his heart, "Wang Zhou, this kid is already very good, but after all, his temperament is still a little worse." ”

Su He turned his head to look at Xiao Lin and found that his half-way monk had calmed down at this time, his eyes were shining again, and the previous impetuousness and anxiety were slowly dissipating from his heart, and he was no longer as busy as before.

"Boy, the will to fight is up to you. Su He stared at Xiao Lin and whispered in his heart, "This thing can't be taught, you can only comprehend it yourself, after this battle, you must have a little feeling." ”

Xiao Lin took a deep breath, and the breathing method worked quickly, and the pitch-black flames rose from his body again, rolling fiercely in the air, and soon formed two huge fists, floating quietly beside Xiao Lin.

"Don't really think you've won!" Wang Zhou roared, the fist intent on his body exploded violently, and a powerful wave of qi swept around, but this strong momentum fell into Xiao Lin's eyes, but there was a hint of external strength and middle strength.

With the accumulation of Xiao Lin's combat experience, he can gradually begin to judge what the opponent's momentum is, some of the momentum is really strong and cannot be fought against at all, and some of the momentum is just in vain, like a paper tiger that shatters when touched.

Wang Zhou in front of him is the latter, although the momentum looks extremely strong on the outside, but on the inside it is shaky, obviously making the last struggle.

Despite this, Xiao Lin still didn't dare to have any carelessness in his heart, from the previous battle process, he could feel that Wang Zhou's strength was not weak, not to mention that he didn't have a long sword in his hand now, if he relaxed his vigilance because of this, it was very likely that Wang Zhou would adjust again, and he had to go all out.

Xiao Lin's body flashed, swept towards Wang Zhou, his fists stretched out straight, his movements were not fast, and the two black fists floating beside him galloped down from the air and blasted towards Wang Zhou.

Wang Zhou also shouted, the momentum around him suddenly condensed into a piece, and two iron fists blasted out towards Xiao Lin.

The fist intent and the fist wind collided, and a huge sound resounded throughout the arena, and the waves of fire and qi rolled and spread wildly in all directions, drowning the figures of Xiao Lin and Wang Zhou in the blink of an eye, and the two of them disappeared after drowning in them.

"How's it going?" there was a rumbling in the audience, and everyone wanted to know the outcome of the battle.

"It must be our Wang Zhou who won. The audience in the Nine Spirits Kingdom shouted, as if they were cheering themselves on.

"Nonsense, what kind of place is the Nine Spirits Kingdom, how can it be the opponent of our Tianxiang Empire. The audience of the Tianxiang Empire unconsciously began to cheer for Xiao Lin, hoping that this kid could fight for his breath and not be eliminated in the first round.

In the nervous gaze of everyone, the sea of fire in the field finally gradually subsided, and the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, revealing two embarrassed figures.

Xiao Lin

Panting heavily, the clothes on his arms were torn, and there were traces of blood running down his arms, and his lips were a little pale, obviously from a serious injury.

And Wang Zhou was half-kneeling on the ground, the whole person was trembling, in the previous collision, his momentum was completely shattered, his fist intent collapsed, at this time he suffered a huge backlash, he had no strength to stand up, he pressed his lips, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

"Tianxiang Empire, Xiao Linsheng. Su He announced the results of this competition on the side, Wang Zhou no longer has the strength to continue fighting, and it is time for this competition to end.

The audience of the Tianxiang Empire suddenly burst into amazing cheers, although they didn't know Xiao Lin, and they didn't know this kid at all, but they knew that this kid was a player of the Tianxiang Empire, and if he won, the Tianxiang Empire won, which gave them the audience a face, and naturally began to cheer for Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin himself didn't realize that this competition actually gave him a trace of fans, and people began to open the market for what Xiao Lin could get in the end, and I have to say that this is an important change.

Xiao Lin looked up at the audience cheering for him around him, everyone had a sincere smile on their faces, they were happy for him from the bottom of their hearts, shouting for him.

A strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart, this feeling was very familiar but very unfamiliar, Xiao Lin once had it, but he abandoned it again, after this game, this feeling burned again in his heart, that was a sense of belonging.

It was also at this time that Xiao Lin had a hint of closeness to the strange country of the Tianxiang Empire for the first time, he bowed slightly to the surroundings, helped Wang Zhou up under Su He's smiling gaze, and the two of them went down together.

"Next time, I'll win you. Wang Zhou said softly, "You are a very good opponent, no worse than those seeded players." ”

Xiao Lin smiled: "I'm lucky." ”

Wang Zhou shook his head: "As for me who has personally experienced this battle, my feeling is clearer than everyone else, you still have a hidden power and have not shown it, otherwise this battle may end faster." ”

Xiao Lin was stunned, he didn't expect Wang Zhou's feeling to be quite evil, and he actually noticed it, but he didn't say anything, and the two of them went to the medical room for treatment under the leadership of the staff.

"Cut, I thought it was so powerful, but it turned out that it could last so long with a piece of waste. Shi Lang looked at Xiao Lin's departing back and said disdainfully.

"That is naturally a means that can't compare to Brother Shilang. Situ Yun chuckled on the side, a meaningful smile flashed in his eyes, and he didn't say anything when he looked at Shi Lang.

"If I meet this kid, five rounds will be enough at most. Shi Lang said in a loud voice.

"I really know how to blow, and I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue. Wang Yang sat not far away and said coldly, still wearing the coarse cloth shirt, he had fought with Xiao Lin, and he knew very well how much strength Xiao Lin had, if he dared to despise him, he would probably pay a painful price.

"A country man

People don't chatter, let's talk about it after the first round. Shi Lang looked at Wang Yang with a mocking face, "Even the person who can't beat that kid is embarrassed to talk to me?"

"Whether I have the strength or not, I will know when the time comes. Wang Yang said lightly, he didn't want to have any more disputes with Shi Lang, he had no interest in these meaningless things.

Shi Lang glanced at Wang Yang coldly, turned his head and stopped talking, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

The first round of the knockout round was still going on in an orderly manner, and on the other side, the general Ziyue, who was walking around the imperial capital, also encountered an uninvited guest.

"You're the man who appeared before?" Ziyue said lightly as she looked at the person in front of her.

A man in a bloody robe and holding a blood-colored long knife wearing a bloody knife mask was standing not far from Ziyue, blocking her way: "Sort of." ”

"I didn't expect you to have the guts to continue to show up. Ziyue smiled, a glint of joy flashed in her eyes, the man in front of her was very interested, and she wanted to see what the so-called spatial ability was all about, and she put her hand on the handle of the long knife on her waist.

"Do you want to do it as soon as you come up?" said Bloody Knife softly.

"We didn't have much to talk about before. Ziyue said, and at the same time slowly pulled out the long knife on her waist, which was actually a knife, this knife was blue all over, and wisps of blue mist were floating around the blade.

"The name of the sword, Amami. ”

The blood-robed man also shook the blood-colored long knife in his hand, and said softly in his mouth.

"The name of the sword, the blood. ”

(End of chapter)

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