On the stands, Li Liantong originally still had a little reserve and restraint, but when she found that Lou Chenglin and his party walked out of the home team's locker room, and heard the sound of the small horns around her, she was ignited with the hidden enthusiasm in her heart, and with the nearby audience, she raised her hands high, kept waving back and forth, and shouted rhythmically:

"Matsuda, Matsuda!"

"Come on!"

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But when the announcer began to read out the names of the main and substitute personnel of the Songda Martial Arts Society, and when Li Liantong and other viewers responded in an echoic way, they also felt that they were restless in their hearts, eager to vent something, and wanted to blend into this crazy but intoxicating atmosphere.

Unconsciously, they also shouted, although due to their different personalities and habits, they were not as crazy as Li Liantong, and they still retained a little reserve, but they also turned their voices into a drop of water in the wave:

"Lin Quan!"

"Lou Cheng!"

Wu Qian and Zhang Jingye followed Cai Zongming and others to shout, while Fan Yanxi held a small trumpet and blew it to her heart's content, with a flushed face and enthusiastic eyes under her quiet appearance.

In the midst of such a tsunami of mountains, the referee stepped into the ring, looked at both sides, and made a final confirmation.

He took a breath, and without the help of a megaphone, his words pierced through the noise and resounded in every corner of the venue:

"In the quarterfinals of the Songcheng Division, the Martial Arts Club of Songcheng University played against the Donglin team. ”

"In the first game, Lin Que vs. Zhuo Yanjun!"

Lin Que Huoran stood up, did not walk directly to the ring, but straddled Li Mao Yan Zheke, came to Lou Cheng, and stretched out his right hand.

Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and also stretched out his hand and hit Lin Que:

"Come on!"

Lin Que nodded slightly, turned his body, took a step, and stepped into the ring.

And Zhuo Yanjun was already standing there, straight as a tree.

She closed her eyes, glad that she was still in the world of martial arts and could still get into the ring.

The enemy on the opposite side is not easy to deal with, he was exhausted last time, he frightened himself, and now that he is reunited, I believe that everyone is sure that he can win, just depending on how big the specific consumption is.

However, I don't think so, I am also a strong professional nine products that I have practiced step by step, and there is a gap between me and the Zhun Dan realm, but it will not be so big that it cannot be made up, and there is little hope, it does not mean that there is no!

This is not Zhuo Yanjun's blind arrogance, but she thinks that when encountering a strong enemy, she can achieve the predetermined goal better with the idea of "fighting" than with the mentality of "seeking stability and consumption".

If you don't take "winning" as the driving force, how can you take a step back and seek to "consume the opponent"?

When Zhuo Yanjun was about to sort out his thoughts, the referee raised his right hand and said solemnly:

"Three minutes of conversation. ”

Zhuo Yanjun knew that Lin Que was a silent person who couldn't fart with three sticks, and he didn't speak in vain, so he simply closed his eyes and scrutinized his thoughts and corresponding ways of playing for the last time.

In the live broadcast room of Songcheng TV, Fang Juexiao smiled and said:

"Represented by Lin Que, there don't seem to be any martial artists in the Songda Martial Arts Club who are good at lip service, and it is difficult to interpret the interesting scolding battle when broadcasting their games. ”

A large part of the reason why he can become the host of the martial arts competition of Songcheng TV step by step is that he is versatile and even understands lip language!

Gan Le smiled and shook his head: "You don't look at what people's backgrounds are? If you are good at scolding, you will have been dealt with by the school a long time ago, and the quality of college students will definitely be higher." ”

"Lao Gan, you, you've been out of normal society for too long, and you have time to surf the Internet more, and now some college students are scolding people more than you, and I just said that I was good at lip service, not that I was good at scolding, and debate was one of them. Fang Juexiao worked hard to enliven the atmosphere when Lin Que and Zhuo Yanjun were "standing".

As for the analysis of the outcome of this game, they have discussed it before, and their views are quite unified, both sides have opportunities, and it all depends on the on-the-spot performance.

When Fang Juexiao and Gan Le were discussing lip service, Cai Zongming looked at Lin Que on the stage, felt the enthusiasm around him, and yearned for it again.

If I had stood there, I would have been as handsome as he was, and I wouldn't have wasted those three minutes!

In the ring, the referee looked at the electronic clock, counted a few times silently, raised his right hand again, and shouted loudly:

"Let's go!"

The sound of the announcement still echoed, but Lin Que suddenly heard a series of sounds like thunder, just like the buzz of a motorcycle rushing out, like the exhaust gas of a car before it started, which made Zhuo Yanjun suddenly think of a sentence contained in "Feiliu Fist", the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

In the future, the wind is full of buildings!

This is a manifestation of the muscles, bones, fascia and internal organs of Lin Que's body accumulating strength, which is a symbol of breaking through the limit of refining the body, which shows that he is really only twenty or thirty days away from the Dan Realm!

In the echo of that sound, Lin Que had already rushed out, as fast as a meteor, and in an instant, it smoothed out the distance between the two of them by more than five meters, menacing and terrifying.

Although Zhuo Yanjun is playing with the idea of "fighting" to win or lose, he wants to attack as soon as he starts, focusing on himself, but in the face of Lin Que, whose momentum has instantly climbed to the peak, he still doesn't dare to do a hard-fought duel.

However, she can't retreat, under this kind of confrontation, once she avoids, the other party will be like a rainbow, forcing again and again, letting herself completely fall into a disadvantage, and then trying to get back into the situation, twice the result is half the effort.

As her thoughts turned, she made a sliding step to the left, looking like she was going to avoid the frontal edge and sideways her opponent.

As soon as she moved, Lin Que's center of gravity swayed, and her body changed direction strangely at high speed, without any sense of difficulty.

Seeing that the muscles of the opponent's right arm were already bulging, Zhuo Yanjun's spine flicked exaggeratedly, the back muscles bulged, and he forcibly pulled back his body.

She didn't want to dodge just now, but let it kill Lin Que's momentum!

As soon as the center of gravity returned, her feet slammed inward, and her right hand, which had been pressed diagonally on her left waist, was pulled out with the sound of the blue bricks shattering, like a sword rushing out of the box, turning into a horse, shining all over the room, and the edge was enough to kill.

Xuanshui swordsmanship, "draw the sword and cut off the water"!

This move is the "Wensheng School" founder of the mountain to participate in the enlightenment of the water department, traveled to the east at that time, challenged the kendo powerhouse after the creation, the local sword drawing and their own swordsmanship was mixed, take the advantages of the two, abandon the shortcomings of the two.

Zhuo Yanjun turned his waist and back with a special force technique, drove his right arm, and slashed the palm knife from the bottom to the side of Lin Que quickly, ruthlessly and sharply, which was a bit earth-shattering.

I'm not here to consume you, but to win!

I will do my best and make no reservations!

Lin Que's body suddenly stopped, his momentum was followed by a release, his left hand clenched into a fist, and the air exploded with a hammer blow, and he slammed into Zhuo Yanjun's "long sword" in a very small range.

Bang!

Lin Que's left arm flicked involuntarily, and was opened by the force of "drawing the sword and breaking the water", while Zhuo Yanjun's body shook, and his right hand reverberate.

At this moment, she stepped back, not to turn into force, but to borrow force, and pounced fiercely forward in the sound of clicking, her back was straight, and her left arm was raised high, "splitting Huashan alone"!

She knew that Lin Que's shock fist was different from Lou Cheng's, it was faster and faster, and she couldn't give him a little space.

In the hand just now, Lin Que borrowed a little strength with the "Yin and Yang Turn", followed the bounce of his left arm, and turned his body, and at this time, his right hand went up and steadily blocked this split.

Bang!

As soon as Zhuo Yanjun's palm knife slashed at Lin Que's arm, her arm muscles swelled strangely, supporting her martial arts uniform, completing the double force that had been gaining momentum for a long time.

With this power, her left palm was like a knife, and she was about to slash downward, using "yin energy" to hit the muscles, fascia and blood vessels under Lin Que's skin, so that it would take him at least a month to recover.

Xuanshui swordsmanship, "Yin and Yang Double Wave"!

Split for yang, divided into yin, yang hurts bones, yin attacks meat!

At this critical moment, Lin Que's face suddenly turned red, his temples bulged, and the muscles of his right arm swelled outward, erecting strength, counteracting Zhuo Yanjun's "yin energy".

The back of his palm is bulging, as if it is a big circle!

After a swell, Lin Que first pulled his arm back, followed by a flick, shook Zhuo Yanjun's palm knife out, bounced his waist and back, pounced on his body, and turned defense into offense.

Zhuo Yanjun didn't have time to adjust himself, so he had to keep retreating, seeing Lin Que getting closer and closer, seeing his temples bulging, and his left arm was about to make a ferocious punch.

She gritted her teeth, imitated Hou Yue, and squatted down when Lin Que swung out her fist, with her left hand behind her.

At this moment, Lin Que's body trembled, and the left fist he hit suddenly swung back, using his waist and back as the fulcrum, and popped out his right leg.

Syllable!

He straightened his right foot and kicked the air.

Zhuo Yanjun hurriedly raised his left hand, put it beside him, and blocked Lin Que's leg when his center of gravity was unstable.

Bang! Her body shook, but she didn't control it, and "pushed the boat downstream" to the right side.

Lin Que's body shrank with all his qi and blood, and he hugged it into a ball, and then let it spray thin in an instant.

Rumble!

With all his strength, Lin Que stepped on the broken green bricks, threw himself out, and bullied Zhuo Yanjun to her side before he could regain his balance, puffed up his temples, quickly swung his arms, and blasted out a "meteor power".

Zhuo Yanjun didn't have time to dodge anymore, took a quick breath, reluctantly raised his arms, and blocked forward.

Bang!

She only felt that she was hit by a bomb, all her bones were shaking, even her muscles and fascia were trembling, and her center of gravity was already unstable, so she fell directly on her back, and she had no ability to squirm her abdominal muscles to make a "hum sound", in order to counteract the shock.

Lin Que stepped forward, didn't attack with his right hand, grabbed her arm, and straightened her back.

At this point, the referee loudly announced:

"In the first game, Lin Que won!" (To be continued.) )