While Chen Sansheng sighed, He Xiaowei on Weibo had already posted a message:

"I'll just say it, I'll just say it! Songda's substitute is too weak, what can I do to fight the imperial capital? Horses have stumbled, people have misses, I occasionally make mistakes a few times, you just chase me and shout poisonous milk, now you should believe that I am actually very reliable, right?"

"Occasionally" ......in the front row, someone "broke into laughter" in the front row. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Below him, there is a series of similar messages:

"It's over, I'll go up to the rooftop after smoking this cigarette......"

"Let's go!"

"Wait for me, there is a companion on the road who is not lonely!"

......

"Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng", who was silent for a while, also updated Weibo at this time:

"Everyone has times when they are in good shape and when they are bad, and martial artists are no exception, Ren Li did have some problems playing today, but the final result will not change. ”

The implication is that the draw with Ren Li, who is not in good shape, does not mean that Lou Chengcheng can be weighed with the other party.

As for whether Ren Li's state is good or bad, then some people say, who wouldn't pick bones in eggs?

If someone is more serious, they can also use the final result to fight back!

No one under this Weibo scolded him for being shameless for the time being, because Yan Xiaoling and others were nervously worried about the fourth and final game in the fan forum.

"555, are you really going to lose?" "Phantom Fan" "shrank in the corner and draw circles" said.

"I, I, I, I don't know ...... either", "The long night is coming", "Tears flowed", "I want to make a wish! If I can win the imperial capital today, I will insist on getting up a month early!"

"Hey, did you skip all your morning lessons?" asked the Dragon King in surprise.

Yan Xiaoling said with the expression of "tiredness in the smile": "We are self-selected courses, thank you! Except for the martial arts class, the first major class in the morning has been transferred to the afternoon or evening by me! However, this is not the point! The point is that you have to follow me to make a wish and pray to win the imperial capital!"

"Why bother? It's normal to lose to the imperial capital, and it's common sense to win and lose in a similar situation. "Road to the Ring" interjected.

As a martial artist who cultivates the "Whistling Eight Forms", he has always regarded himself as a disciple of half of the outer sect of Kongtong Academy, and when he watched today's game, it was self-evident which side he supported.

"No, I don't remember who said to me, that is, if a warrior is calm about defeat and does not feel pain, then he has been numb to winning and losing, and no longer has a heart that wants to be strong. "Phantom Fan" "knocked on the wooden fish" and said, "As a fan, as a supporter, you have to be like this, if you are not sad that they lose the game, it means that you don't love it enough!"

"Papapa, applause, that's a good thing!" Whenever this happens, Yan Xiaoling is always out of words, "Come on, line up one by one to make a wish!"

"If Songda wins tonight, I'll go to the bathroom and run naked twice!" "Good names have been gnawed by dogs."

"Bull Demon King" said funny: "If Songda can win tonight, I will quit sex for a week!"

"I'll quit barbecue for half a month!" "The Dragon King of the World" joined in the fun.

Seeing that everyone was enthusiastically making wishes, Yan Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief and @了 "a lot of small highs":

"Box box, no, the cat reporter ahead, are you nervous?

"A lot of Xiao Gao" didn't reply to her in time, because the atmosphere at the seat of the Songda Martial Arts Club was solemn, and everyone forgot to play with their mobile phones.

Lou Cheng followed Yan Zheke to stand up and smiled deliberately:

"What kind of refueling do you need? I can do it, even if it's Hawaiian rock hula!"

He tried to use this gag to help his girlfriend relieve tension and reduce stress.

Yan Zheke laughed in a nasal voice, took a breath, and encouraged himself to relieve himself:

"If I win, you have to massage me until I fall asleep tonight, and you are not allowed to use your hands and feet, and you are not allowed to take advantage!"

"Okay, no problem, come on! Seize the opportunity, there is hope to win!" Lou Cheng replied without hesitation, reached out and touched the girl, and quietly shook it.

"Hmm!" Yan Zheke nodded vigorously.

She didn't delay any longer, didn't high-five Li Mao, Cai Zongming and the others one by one, only turned sideways and waved her fist at them.

With his footsteps open, Yan Zheke walked towards the stone steps with Lin Que who was returning.

............

At the seat of the Martial Arts Club of the Imperial Capital Academy, Chen Enemyguo exhaled like a bellows and sighed:

"It's not easy!"

If it weren't for Xiao Cicada's cultivation of plague strength, she would probably have lost to Lin Que just now, and her best year of college martial arts career would end with regrets.

It's okay, it's okay!

"The empty cicada can't be careless...... Shen Wei next to Chen Enemyguo clasped his hands to his chest, stood in front of his position, and muttered to himself with a little worry.

"The cicada has always been cautious. Ren Li drank the canned "Jiu'an Soup" that conditioned her viscera, and her beautiful eyes looked at the ring intently.

When Chen Diguo heard this, he nodded in agreement: "Yes, don't look at the little cicada who usually loves to sell cute, and occasionally looks dull, but she is very serious and calm, as long as she is not careless, the certainty of winning the ninth job is still quite big." ”

"Well, you said the cicada was stupid. Ren Li remembered the key point, her eyes did not shift, and she still looked straight ahead.

When they saw Yan Zheke quickly enter the ring, the main force and substitutes of the Martial Arts Club of the Imperial Capital Academy suddenly quieted down, and they seemed to have lost their ability to speak.

This game will decide who stays and who goes, who laughs and who cries!

............

In the stands, the audience had joys and sorrows, as well as emotions, the shouting and cheering weakened a lot, and Ding Yixin, a fan of "Double Materials", was even more nervous and didn't dare to look at the ring anymore, so he shrunk his body next to Qiu Hailin and buried his mind on her shoulder.

"As for it?" Qiu Hailin asked amusedly.

When she spoke, her heart was pounding, and she couldn't tell whether she was nervous about her alma mater or her classmates.

"As for it, thinking that the side waiting for the next loss can only say goodbye to this place, with full regret, no matter how much effort I have put in before, how much sweat, how much youth, I am so sad, very nervous, this is too cruel, this is too cruel and cruel. Ding Yixin said that he was in a chapter.

She is a student of the Chinese Department of Imperial Capital College.

"A young heart...... Du Yiyi said sharply, and he was a little scared between his eyebrows, as if he couldn't bear to see the last sadness.

............

In the live broadcast room, Liu Chang, the host who browsed the stands and the seats of the martial arts club on both sides, sighed and said:

"That's the cruelty of the knockout rounds, there can only be one winner, and the losing team has to leave and wait to come back next year, maybe miss out forever. ”

"Maybe I'll regret it forever. Chen Sansheng echoed emotionally.

Liu Chang also wanted to weave suspense, and took the initiative to ask:

"III, do you think Songda is hopeless?"

"No, there is still hope, it's just not that big, whether you can grasp it or not depends on the on-the-spot performance of both sides. Chen Sansheng thought for a while and said, "To be honest, Jiang Kongciao's consumption is not small, and the strength of the 'plague department' has to be hit to be played, and after fighting Lin Que's 'meteor explosion', maybe there will be concussion remains, if Lou Cheng or Lin Que before the Dan Realm against her now, the winning side will not be small, just like Wei Shengtian and Zhou Zhengquan when they were tired and injured, but unfortunately, Yan Zheke is not their ...... before the Dan Realm."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, because the director cut the picture to the seats of the martial arts club on both sides, only to see Lou Cheng, Ren Li, Lin Que, Chen Diguo and others stand up separately, and each of them stood in a row hand in hand with their own substitutes, facing the ring, both cheering and expectation, both to show the teammates who are playing No matter whether you win or lose, you will never walk alone, but also to pray for God together.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, more solemn and tense.

"Huh, let's enjoy the final performance of Songda or Emperor Capital in this national competition. Host Liu Chang said with a sigh.

At this time, on the ring, Yan Zheke had already stood opposite Jiang Kongciao, sank his center of gravity, and set up a posture.

Jiang Kongcian seized the last time to make a spit, his face was slightly pale, and his lips were faintly blue, obviously the previous hard fight and the use of the "plague" strength made her feel a lot of pressure.

The referee glanced at the girls on both sides, raised his right hand, and shouted all over the field:

"Let's go!"

Game 4 begins!

The final game of Songda or the Imperial Capital begins!

Jiang Kongcicada's center of gravity swung forward and swept towards Yan Zheke, his footwork was light and agile, and he walked like the wind.

She has to take the initiative to attack, chase the opponent with the wind step, and use the "Dragon Scroll" and other martial arts to complete the suppression when she finds a gap, creating an opportunity for the enemy to have to take her "weak strength", and she can also carry out a "strong hug" to stay in case of accidents.

Yan Zheke didn't stay where he was, he retreated to the side like an antelope, and then drew an arc around it, trying to swim and fight.

One chased and one avoided, the two figures seemed to be dancing in the ring, and gradually, Jiang Kongciao, who had the upper hand in all aspects, changed direction one after another with his center of gravity like mercury, shortening the distance bit by bit.

Finally, after a ghostly turn in her body, she locked on Yan Zheke, bullied her opponent closer, and her right leg muscles tensed, and she was about to sweep out.

At this moment, the beautiful girl figure reflected in her clear eyes raised her hands and formed a mark that she was unusually familiar with!

Jiang Kongciao's pupils contracted rapidly, and a low but pleasant voice was heard in his ears:

"Bing!"

Lin Que has been taught the "line" formula, why didn't Yan Zheke practice the nine-character formula?

She not only practiced the word "line", but also practiced the word "person" and the word "soldier"!

Moreover, Lou became a girlfriend to master it as soon as possible, and specially asked the master to borrow the original rubbings of the "soldier" and "person" formulas, and did not use his own fake and shoddy imitations!

Yan Zheke, who didn't play much in the previous game, in order to create the best effect, took the risk of waiting until Jiang Kongcian approached before using it, otherwise with her will and spirit, if she casts it from a distance, the powerful enemy will be able to recover quickly, and there will be no chance to attack through the gap!

"Bing!"

Cold and sharp thoughts invaded, Jiang Kongcia seemed to be pointed at a long sword and a steel knife, and his heart almost collapsed, wanting to shout and beg for mercy.

Now is the time!

Yan Zheke visualized a meteor that pierced the sky in his mind, his temples bulged suddenly, his right arm swung quickly, and he blasted out a fist.

Doubu, "Meteor Strength"!

Yes, I can't achieve the Dan Realm, but I can do the best of the other Career Nine, my brother can practice the "Meteor Strength" before the Dan Realm, and I can too!

After so many months, I wasted no time!

Syllable!

A punch burst out, and the wind overflowed.

Jiang Kongcian was sober in stress, hurriedly raised his arms, barely blocked, and then had to "hold back" to resolve all the accidents.

Rumble!

She seemed to have been hit head-on by the impact of the bomb, and the residual concussion in her body was stimulated, and her blood was tumbling, her mind was buzzing, and the idea of contraction was interrupted.

Yan Zheke's left arm shook, bounced out, and stopped in front of Jiang Kongciao's throat.

The referee's mouth opened slightly, and then he raised his right hand and said loudly:

"In the fourth game, Yan Zheke won!"

"The final result, the Songda Martial Arts Club wins!"

Yan Zheke breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, if he couldn't win this set of "combos", he probably wouldn't be able to win today!

Relieved and followed by ecstasy, she turned around and swung her fist at her teammates who had not yet reacted:

Win!

There was silence all around.