Maybe Mao Lei's internal injuries were too severe, and after saying these few words, he coughed violently. Song Junxiao immediately held Mao Lei's body with one hand, and put one hand on Mao Lei's back, and luck healed Mao Lei. said anxiously: "Brother Mao Lei, if you hold on, I will give you luck to heal!"

Mao Lei smiled weakly, and said lightly: "It's okay, buddy, this is just a virtual space, even if I die, we will still meet in reality." Because the injury was too serious, after saying this, Mao Lei took a few breaths slightly, and then said: "I don't know whether to say a few words or not." ”

Song Junxiao immediately said, "Brother Mao, you say, it's okay, I'll listen." ”

"Okay, then I said, in fact, I think that your brother's matter may be the fault of our seniors in the Seven Injuries Academy, or it may be the fault of the seniors, he didn't want to do this, after all, everyone is innocent, and the gains outweigh the losses." ”

Song Junxiao's face suddenly distorted, "But they caused my brother to regret it for life!"

"That's right, it's because of this that you took revenge on the players of our Seven Injuries Academy?" Mao Lei asked rhetorically.

Song Junxiao snorted and didn't say anything, but what he meant was acquiescence.

Mao Lei sighed softly: "So you want to treat others in the same way?"

"Have you ever thought that your actions today may make there be a few more tragedies in this world that will end up depressed for the rest of your life?"

Song Junxiao looked at Mao Lei in front of him in a daze, and suddenly questioned and wavered about his belief for so many years. But when I thought of my brother's face full of vicissitudes and decadence, that little wavering was immediately dispelled.

"I can't do it anymore. My brother has lost so much!" Song Junxiao said with a firm expression, he said this, on the one hand, he was refuting Mao Lei's words, but more to convince himself that he could not shake his faith.

Mao Lei shook his head gently, "No, you are deceiving yourself, you know that the murderer who defeated your brother is not us, but you blame us for it, what is the difference between what you did and that murderer!"

Song Junxiao said, yes, is there any difference between what I did today and the murderer who caused my brother to look like today?

Mao Lei saw the contradictions and struggles in Song Junxiao's heart, and immediately struck while the iron was hot and said: "When is the time for retribution, today you ruined us all, in the next ten years, the younger brothers among us have also grown up, and then there will be a few more children like you, and then there will be a few more tragedies in the world, this is like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger." Don't you think it's a pity? How many genius boys have been destroyed?"

Song Junxiao's obsession was not formed in a day or two, and at this time, he was still arguing for himself: "Anyway, it was also your Seven Injuries Academy that destroyed my brother, so I'm not wrong!"

"There is a debtor and a debtor, and you have to find the original person to take revenge, you can't list all the players of our martial arts club as your own murderers because he is a martial arts player of our Seven Injuries Academy?"

It's like if a man steals something and breaks the law, you can't arrest his parents, his wife, or even the child in his wife's womb! What do you think?" Mao Lei stared at Song Junxiao with his eyes.

Song Junxiao looked at his hands, which were much whiter than ordinary people's hands because of his cultivation of cold ice. At this point, both fell into a brief silence

"What's wrong with these two people? Why are they starting to catch up again?" said the fat man with some suspicion below. "It can't be, the two of them have a relationship, right? The more they fight, the more they look at each other, and finally Song Junxiao suddenly misses and hurts Mao Lei, and now he is annoyed, as if he is a lover who is separated from life and death!~~~~ I want to say, they are so happy! Look at their appearance, do you especially want Song Junxiao to use Mao Lei in one hand?"

Jiang Ūn Li saw that the fat man had such a nose and a face, it really looked like such a thing.

The fat man didn't refute his remarks, he curled his mouth very proudly, and continued: "Seriously, Mao Lei can die in the arms of his most beloved person, Song Junxiao, he is really happy!"

Yaoyao immediately gave the fat man a burst: "You'd better not speak again!

The fat man was caressed by the wound, and his mouth was unwilling to say in a complaining voice: "It's all said that freedom of speech, how can there still be people who engage in hegemonism and power." ”

At this time, Song Junxiao's eyes in the ring became clearer and clearer, he laughed and stood up, his expression was indescribably chic, compared with Song Junxiao at the beginning, he bowed to Song Junxiao, and then said in a tone full of feelings: "Brother Mao, I am really very grateful to you, I finally know now who my target is, and your words today will be useful to Song for life." I know how to do it. Song Junxiao said as he stepped out of the ring with one of his feet.

"What!! he wants to take the initiative to admit defeat!!" In the audience of the infield, everyone exclaimed, everyone couldn't imagine that Song Junxiao had completely controlled the situation, and even as long as he waved his hand lightly, victory could be said to be a gesture. But now he wants to throw in the towel!

"How is it possible!What did Mao Lei say to him there just now?!Actually made him admit defeat?" Lin Yue thought very suspiciously, but at this time, his heart, which had been cool, suddenly became hot again. Today's one-bō three-fold really made him unbearable.

At this time, Qiu Peng's brows were already deeply wrinkled together, "No! I can't let him just admit defeat, so that even if we win the game, the two seniors Wu Sin and Fang Han will not regain their confidence, which will make them feel that others are pitying them, and this victory is completely given up by others!"

"No! we have to stop him!" Qiu Peng thought anxiously.

Obviously, Mao Lei is not an ignorant person, and his IQ is not low, he obviously thought of this aspect as well, and he stretched out a hand to block Song Junxiao's way.

Song Junxiao looked at Mao Lei with suspicious eyes, I don't know what his intention is at the moment?

"Don't do it. ”

"Why?" said Song Junxiao suspiciously. "Winning the game has lost its appeal to me, and aren't you particularly hungry for it?"

"That's right, we are eager for victory, but we are even more eager for a dignified victory, you will only make us unable to let go of it for the rest of our lives, and it will also make Wu Sin and Fang Han of our society unable to get out of the shadow in our hearts for the rest of our lives. ”

Song Junxiao was stunned, scratched his hair in embarrassment, and said, "I really didn't expect this, but if I stay on the court and continue to play, won't you have a chance?"

Mao Lei looked at Song Junxiao, smiled, turned his head, looked at the lounge of his college, and saw that on the rest table, Qiu Peng's face was anxious, and he wanted to say something to himself, Mao Lei knew that Qiu Peng was asking him to stop Song Junxiao's actions, and made a gesture to Qiu Peng, asking him to try to rest assured. Then he said to the quiet Song Junxiao: "Do you think there is no master in our society who can match you?"

Song Junxiao suddenly remembered the strange boy on the Seven Injuries Rest Platform that he couldn't even see. In order to confirm the guess in his heart, Song Junxiao asked, "Who is it?"

Mao Lei pointed slightly with his fingers to the rest table of the Seven Injuries Academy, "It's that long-haired boy!" The tone revealed a sense of pride in his teammate on the other side, and even Mao Lei himself didn't know that he had unconsciously begun to worship a two-year-old junior who was even more than himself.

Song Junxiao saw that it was indeed as he expected, that person was indeed the young man who had been very dangerous to him just now. "Okay, then I'll just help you off the field, Brother Mao," Song Junxiao said with some hesitation.

Mao Lei smiled, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't do it, lest you be despised by some audiences, and you will also lose the face of our Seven Injuries Academy." In that case, my sin will be great. I don't want alumni to block me on the road every day and ask me to learn martial arts! haha," Mao Lei joked. Then he winked at Song Junxiao, meaning to say, hurry up, don't waste time. "Remember to be happy, don't let me be too miserable. By the way, in the next game, I hope you must do your best to face it, I don't want our president to lose like me. ”

"Don't worry, I'll do my best as soon as I come up. At this time, Song Junxiao couldn't say anything, after all, everyone said so, could it be that he was still forced to throw them down. Song Junxiao's eyes closed, his teeth were bitten, and the middle finger of his left hand was cold, and he quickly pointed at Mao Lei's throat. Mao Lei finally smiled and turned into white light and was reborn.

The referee also appeared in the ring at this time, announcing that this one was Song Jun Xiao Sheng from the main academy again. Song Junxiao looked down at the place where Mao Lei disappeared, his feelings were a little low, this victory did not make him feel any excitement, but panicked in his heart, he took a deep breath, stood up, swept his eyes to the rest table of the Seven Injuries Academy, and looked sharply at Qiu Peng, who was focusing on himself. The young man in the distance will be the strongest opponent today, after he suddenly put down the burden in his heart, he found his goal again, that is, to defeat his opponent step by step, and finally until he defeated the person who defeated his brother at the beginning!! now he will meet Qiu Peng's challenge, how strong is he? Song Junxiao is looking forward to it very much. Song Junxiao clasped his hands and said silently in his heart: Come on, let me have a good and vivid fight!!

(To be continued, please visit wèn for the latest chapter.)