Li Mao is not a beautiful girl like Yan Zheke, nor is he as famous as Lin Que, the classmates in the stands only care about whether he has won or not, they are not the slightest curious about him, and they don't have any ideas for exploration, until they see him crying profusely, and the man who is more than one meter eight is crying like a child, so they are surprised and emotional. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's just an ordinary selection competition, as for crying like this...... Some viewers were puzzled and dazed, thinking that Li Mao's reaction was too exaggerated.

Some classmates suddenly recalled the waste that was cursed and scolded by themselves and others last year, and recognized Li Mao who had a handful of snot and tears: "Eh, I know him! The critical moment when the martial arts club group came out last year was that he was ravaged like a stake, and he lost his absolute advantage, so much so that I almost cried......

"Yes, yes, it's that nervous brother!" As soon as they woke up, some of the students were immediately stunned.

It was only at this time that they understood why Li Mao was crying bitterly, this was a sign that he had drawn a line with the past, this was the burden he had unloaded from his heart, this was the bitterness and hardship along the way, this was the satisfaction of making up for some of his mistakes, and this was the gratitude to his companions for never abandoning him.

It's easy to win over others, but it's hard to win over yourself!

This part of the students who understood the reason was feeling emotional, a little warm, but also a little sour, one of them thought of his own stage fright, raised his hand, and shouted:

"You can do it, Li Mao!"

At the moment when the audience was crying in surprise and forgetting to cheer, this high-pitched voice pierced the silence and resounded in the ears of many people.

The remaining students who had mixed feelings seemed to have been called, and they also raised their hands one after another, shouting in unison:

"You can do it, Li Mao!"

This sound converged into a torrent, which drove the audience and created a cry that almost lifted off the roof:

"You can do it, Li Mao!"

This tsunami-like cheer echoed in Li Mao's ears, blurring the tears in his eyes even more.

He stretched out his hand to cover his face and kept whispering:

"Thank you, thank you......"

Feng Shaokun got up from the ground and looked around a little confused, wondering why the audience suddenly burst out to outburst over their previous enthusiasm.

For the game just now, he was aggrieved and unwilling, if he didn't consume too much physical strength in the previous game, he wouldn't suddenly feel empty after the killing move of the tiger and crane combined attacks, and there was a stagnation that shouldn't have been, thus burying the low-hanging fruit's victory.

And why did the previous game consume too much physical strength, because the playing style was too aggressive and failed to give full play to the advantages of "crane step", which gave Yan Zheke the opportunity to calmly perform Blizzard's twenty-four blows.

The reason why the style of play has become radical is because he saw that his sweetheart was defeated and wanted to help her take revenge and save face......

Thinking of this, Feng Shaokun's grievances and unwillingness had nowhere to vent, turned his head, and walked down the stone steps in a daze, unwilling to stay for a second longer.

At this time, he found that Qian Ruoyu came to Jiang Dingyi's ear, whispering something, very close, and very close attitude.

His heart and face sank at the same time, and he saw Jiang Ding standing up like an iron tower and walking towards him.

"What did Ruoyu tell you just now?" When the two of them were about to pass by, Feng Shaokun couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Dingyi smiled slightly: "She said that Li Mao's consumption is not small, let me give full play to the advantage of strength, force him to fight hard, and solve it quickly." ”

Leverage your strengths...... Feng Shaokun whispered, the haze between his eyebrows and eyes became more and more obvious, there was a kind of anger that he was despised, and there was also the sourness of being "disliked" by his sweetheart.

When he returned to his seat, he saw Qian Ruoyu with a pretty face, pursed his lips, nervous and expectant, and a little depressed, his emotions suddenly softened, and he said softly:

"With Lao Jiang here, he will definitely win. ”

Qian Ruoyu turned his eyes and glanced at him in surprise: "Hopefully, you can't even beat the substitute of the Songda Martial Arts Society......

How long has it been since Shaokun called "Lao Jiang"?

At this moment, she suddenly felt a little self-blame, because of her greed, selfishness, vanity and hesitation, the two boys who had played since childhood were strangers.

The thought flashed and quickly fell out of her mind, and her attention returned to the current game, wanting to win like never before.

Songda Martial Arts Club didn't have a main force, and even the main coach didn't come, if he and the others still lost the game, how could they have the face to see Jiangdong's father?

Organizing my own "Dream Team" is not to enjoy the crowding and children's play, but to prove to those who think they are spoiled that I can do it, and I can do it on my own!

I'm not a kid anymore, I have dreams!

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

At the location of the Songda Martial Arts Club, after Lou Cheng and other "coaches" and team members cheered for Li Mao in the form of human waves, they each let go of their hands and returned to their seats.

Sun Jian's ass had just sat down, and suddenly he remembered something, stood up suddenly, walked to Lou Cheng, and came to his side and said:

"Orange, no, Coach Lou, what did you just say to Li Mao, what secrets did you pass on to him, and let him successfully get through the initial tension?"

"I admire you very much now, I think you have a kind of magical power, I whispered a few words to Yan Zheke before, she won when she first entered the ring, and then quietly said two words to Li Mao, and he won when he was too nervous!

Looking at Sun Jian's curious and expectant look, and feeling Yan Zheke's turned gaze, Lou Cheng chuckled and said:

"What I told Senior Brother Li Mao is that the front and back, up and down, left and right, low and heavy legs, and light punches......"

"What the hell is this?" Sun Jian blurted out, his face sluggish.

Lou Cheng looked at Yan Zheke's bewildered expression beside him, and said with a smile:

"The move table, the move list that makes the big move!"

“...... No kidding. Only then did Sun Jian understand that he had been tricked by Lou Cheng, and Lou Cheng's thigh was gently twisted by Yan Zheke.

Lou Cheng smiled and said: "Actually, it's about the same, I judge that Feng Shaokun wants to catch Senior Brother Li Mao's nervousness, and he will attack as soon as possible, and his right hand was hit by Keke one after another, and suffered two violent collisions, although it will not be injured, but in the case of no recovery time, the force will definitely have a little impact, so let Senior Brother Li Mao not think about anything, just slide to the left, kick down, catch the punch, and attack the right." ”

"After these few moves, as long as he hasn't lost, Senior Brother Li Mao should have eased up. ”

Yan Zheke said it with pride for a while, and the sweet pear vortex on his cheek loomed again.

"I see...... It's quite suitable for Li Mao's situation, but the premise must be that you have a poisonous vision, a sophisticated experience, and a good grasp of Feng Shaokun's heart......" Sun Jian sighed with emotion, admiring Lou Cheng more and more.

Lou Cheng said modestly: "It doesn't matter if you're wrong, there won't be a worse result." ”

Yan Zheke empathized with her boyfriend's praise, quietly lowered her right hand, held Lou Cheng's left palm, and was grabbed by Lou Cheng's backpalm and scratched his palm.

"Then what did you say to your girlfriend?" Sun Jian was curious.

Let the newcomer who debuted in the ring win cleanly after a series of mistakes!

"I told her that I would lend her my strength!" Lou Cheng would make others think that Yan Zheke had won the victory by relying on his own guidance, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

This kind of thing is as long as the girl knows it herself!

Yan Zheke almost laughed when he heard this, but he was a little moved, and the five fingers of his right hand were spread out, tightly intertwined with Lou Cheng.

"Really?" Sun Jian obviously didn't believe it.

Lou Cheng smiled and said: "Of course it's true, this is called the encouragement of love, you and Senior Sister Lin don't understand it." ”

Sun Jian glanced at him with disdain, nodded slightly, and was suspicious, while Yan Zheke blushed, snorted, and turned his head back to look back at the ring.

At this time, Jiang Dingyi had already stood opposite Li Mao, and the referee also raised his right hand, Sun Jian simply didn't return to his seat, just stood beside Lou Cheng and watched.

Li Mao quickly wiped away his tears, only to feel that the heavy things in his heart had been wiped clean with the crying just now, which made his emotions clear and relaxed.

"Just consume him!" he made a secret decision.

In the game just now, I was fighting with heavy tension, and the consumption was doubled, and now it was almost the end of the crossbow.

The referee waved his right hand:

"Fourth game, start!"

Jiang Dingyi was nearly one meter nine tall, his skin was bronzed, and he didn't look like a young man under the age of twenty at all, at this time, he narrowed the distance in two big strides, his right arm was tense, and he stepped forward to make a slashing posture.

Li Mao was stressed, twisted his back, shook out his right arm, and let his fist stab at the opponent like the tip of a spear, making a crisp sound that tore through the airflow.

Jiang Dingyi's right hand slash suddenly paused, it turned out to be a false shake, after deceiving Li Mao to strike first, he directly urged with the strength of the shoulder joint and elbow joint, quickly stretched out his arm again, and slashed at the enemy's wrist.

Ground Splitting Palm!

After being hit by Jiang Dingyi, he suddenly felt a tingling pain, and retracted his right hand like an electric shock, but he also borrowed a little strength, his footsteps slipped, flashed to the right side of the opponent, and endured the pain that had not yet dissipated, and a fierce left-handed cannon fist was directed towards Jiang Dingyi's waist.

Jiang Dingyi's body sank, his waist fell back, and his right arm was hit by the elbow, and he resisted Li Mao's fist in the form of a "knife handle" block.

Bang! In the dull sound, Jiang Dingyi took his elbow as the fulcrum, his arm as the blade, and his palm as the tip of the knife, and he took advantage of the situation to make an oblique slash.

Li Mao held his elbow, flicked his back, dodged again, and came behind his opponent.

Just as he was about to attack, Jiang Dingyi suddenly twisted his waist and pumped his legs, swept back, and turned sideways.

Jiang Dingyi's leg was full of strength, constantly exploding the air, and fiercely pumped towards Li Mao.

Li Mao quickly sank his shoulders and put on a shelf, blocking in front of this leg.

Under the collision, Li Mao only felt that his body was weak for a while, and his strength could not be picked up, but he was swept away and lost his center of gravity, and he stumbled to the side.

Jiang Ding retracted his legs and touched the ground, and was about to attack, but Li Mao, who had just recovered his center of gravity, did not try to stabilize his body, and kicked his feet and counterattacked.

I'm close to my limit! I have to consume him! This is the only thought that echoes in his mind at this time.

In the face of this hurried counterattack, Jiang Dingyi did not evade it, raised his left arm, blocked forward, and blocked Li Mao's right fist.

His left foot was raised, his body leaned forward, and his right hand seemed to hold a sharp knife, and fiercely "stabbed" his opponent in the abdomen.

Li Mao's left hand was close to his body, his abdomen contracted, and his back bounced, and he didn't care about hitting Jiang Dingyi's hand sideways, hitting his left arm, hitting his left shoulder, trying to penetrate the city wall with a strong crossbow close to the limit!

Bang! Jiang Dingyi endured the pain, seized the opportunity, grabbed Li Mao's body, and then stumbled under his feet, lifted him up, and fell to the ground hard.

Poof!

Li Mao was stunned and had difficulty standing up for a while.

The referee took one look and announced the result:

"In the fourth game, Jiang Ding won!"

Jiang Dingyi rubbed his left shoulder, looked at Li Mao with complicated eyes, he didn't expect the other party to fight so hard and fight so hard, so that he was hit by a little carelessness, but fortunately, the enemy's strength was exhausted, and he was not injured.

Seeing this scene, Lou Cheng sighed, leaned into Sun Jian's ear next to him and said:

"Senior Brother Sun, you are experienced and not stage frightened, so there is nothing to say, but since you have asked for it, I will say a few words. ”

"First, storm the left. ”

"Second?" asked Sun Jian curiously.

Lou Cheng smiled and said:

"Second?"

"Fuck it!"

Sun Jian laughed at first, then his face sank, and he clenched his fists and roared:

"Fuck you!" (To be continued.) )