In the live broadcast room of Songcheng TV, the host Fang Juexiao couldn't help but praise:

"This game is really exciting, it's been a long time since I've had such a fierce fight! Lao Gan, I see that Lou Cheng's expression is very painful, and he has been retching, in your eyes, how much do you think he has been affected by the shock?"

Gan Le sighed: "His body refining is close to the peak, if it is not particularly uncomfortable, and he can't control his body, he won't show retching, hey, I was originally quite optimistic about him, I think that as long as he can pass Zhou Zhengquan's level, with that perverted physical strength, Hou Yue who is behind him has a great grasp, and now, the hope of victory and defeat has to be reversed." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"So serious?" Fang Juexiao asked knowingly, he knew that the audience watching the live broadcast must be very concerned about this, and even the classmates on the scene would probably brush up on the forum and watch the live broadcast intermittently, in order to figure out Lou Cheng's current state from the commentary of the two of them.

Gan Le nodded as a powerhouse in the Dan Realm, shattering many people's expectations: "Yes, it's quite serious. ”

Fang Juexiao made a regretful look: "It's a pity, there is no dialogue time for him to recover, okay, Hou Yue is about to enter the ring, let's cut the picture back to the scene." ”

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After listening to the analysis of the two commentators, Yan Xiaoling's heart sank, and she hurriedly posted a post in the forum, @了 "The Dragon King of the World" and "The Road to the Ring" and others: "Come out quickly, come out quickly, is our house serious or not?"

The "Conquering Dragon King" replied with a sighing expression: "My vision and judgment can be better than that of a Dan Realm powerhouse?"

"I agree with the judgment of the commentary, Lou Cheng has been greatly affected and his physical condition is very poor. "The Road to the Ring" replied solemnly.

"Phantom Fan" sent an expression holding back tears: "What should I do? I want to cry so much......"

"Don't cry, let's cheer for Lou Cheng together!" Yan Xiaoling quickly puffed up, wrapped in tears, bit her lip, clenched her fists, and looked at the live broadcast screen nervously and expectantly.

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

In the martial arts hall of Songcheng University, although Li Liantong and others did not read the forum or listen to the commentary, when they saw Lou Cheng's painful performance through the big screen, they still chuckled, and inexplicable concern and bad premonitions emerged.

How is he?

Is it injured?

Will the next one be lost?

The excited shouts that erupted just now because of Zhou Zhengquan's fall to the ground calmed down, and many female classmates, including Fan Yanxi, put on a prayer posture and put their hands against their mouths.

Lou Cheng come on.

At the home team's seat, Yan Zheke walked to the vicinity of the stone steps, ignoring the gaze of others, biting his lower lip lightly, looking distressed and worried, and his hands clenched into fists at some point.

On the ring, Lou Cheng eased up a little, didn't care about reviewing, reflecting, and being annoyed, suppressed all kinds of emotions first, hugged Yuan Shouyi, visualized thunderclouds, squirmed his abdomen, and seized the little time to shock the subtleties with the "internal practice method" and adjust the state of the body.

It is a little bit to be able to recover!

Energy is not completely independent of the physical thing, it is also rooted in the state of the body, just like a person with a cold, not only tired and weak, but also slow thinking, when Lou Cheng was so greatly affected, the spirit naturally had a lot of attenuation, and he was no longer able to play "the first to drink".

Wait for the first time, play it steady, use the "Frost Power" and hide it in the normal moves, strive to consume it to the limit as soon as possible, and "squeeze" the golden pill, if it falls into a dangerous situation, this is the way to do it! Lou Cheng quickly made a decision, not easily admit defeat!

This is not only because of the confidence in Keke in the East and the bold words, but also because he got carried away and failed his uncle's efforts and pain, there is also a very important factor:

I want to win!

Nothing else, I want to win!

He took a breath, and a thunderous roar erupted in his belly.

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

When the referee announced the result of the third game, Hou Yue jumped up from his seat and ran to the ring without thinking.

He always remembered that before he walked out of the locker room, Senior Brother Zhou instructed himself to run to the ring as soon as he heard the result of the game, and there must be no delay!

When he arrived, he was suddenly stunned, because he saw his senior brother like a shrimp, curled up on the ground, his hair was messy, his expression was painful, and he even vomited a little yellow bile.

Is this Senior Brother Zhou?

In Hou Yue's memory, Senior Brother Zhou Zhengquan is a person who pays great attention to appearance and etiquette, and his most admired idol is Xie An, who calmly played chess after hearing the good news of Weishui, his hair and clothes have always been meticulously arranged, and he strives to be calm and gentle in every word and deed.

It's not that he hasn't lost before, but in the few failures, he left the scene gracefully, and was ridiculed by Senior Sister Zhuo and Senior Sister Li for wanting grace rather than benefit.

But now, Senior Brother Zhou is such a painful and gaffe, in order to create a chance for himself to defeat Lou Cheng, he doesn't even want the most important image!

Hou Yue, who almost turned eighteen years old, is the age when he is most moved and the most enthusiastic, thinking of this, his eyes immediately reddened, and he surged with high fighting spirit.

No matter what you need to pay or how hard you have to fight, you can't live up to Senior Brother Zhou's expectations!

As soon as Hou Yue walked up the stone steps, Zhou Zhengquan had been helped down by the staff, and when the two passed by, he messed up his hairstyle, and with a pale face, he snorted his lips and said:

"Spell ......"

Hou Yue nodded vigorously, clenched his fists and said:

"Fight!"

In the face of a strong enemy like Lou Cheng, no matter how weak he is, how can he win if he doesn't fight? How can he seize the opportunity of the concussive influence left in his body if he doesn't fight?

Hou Yue stepped into the ring, stood where Zhou Zhengquan was standing before, and heard the buzzing sound coming from Lou Cheng's body.

Lou Cheng opened his eyes, exhaled turbidity, and instantly switched from internal training to combat state.

The referee raised his right hand and swung it down steadily:

"Let's go!"

Lou Cheng, who was still a little trembling in his calf, didn't move, even if he could, he wouldn't move, because it was really not a wise idea to chase monkeys running all over the field, especially in this state, and if he wasn't careful, his emotions would be affected, and the more he hit, the more urgent he became, making the problem more and more serious.

So, he took a breath, his heart lake condensed into ice, and calmly observed Hou Yue's every move, not only waiting for the opponent's attack, but also seizing the time to recover.

The longer the battle drags on, the better it will be for itself!

Hou Yue jumped and jumped, his footwork flexibly walked around Lou Cheng, aiming at the opportunity before he stepped violently, approached the opponent's side, turned his waist and back, twisted the strength of his body into a force, and slammed his fist into his waist.

Lou Cheng sat on his hips, moved his spine, blew up his shoulders, clenched his fists, and whistled down.

Bang!

In the muffled sound, the two sides shook in unison, and just when Lou Cheng thought that Hou Yue was going to dodge away and continue to fight, he saw him gritting his teeth, his eyes widened, and his feet made a few cracks.

Lou Cheng instantly understood Hou Yue's plan, but he thought that his physical state was not enough to support this evasion, so he also gritted his teeth, adjusted the corresponding muscle fascia, squirmed the relevant internal organs, and visualized the vast river.

Who's afraid of whom!

With the courage to die, Lou Cheng froze the turbid river, made the waves crystalline, made the world stand still instantly, and made his arm muscles swell, like holding a heavy object!

The cold tide turns into a tide, and the strength of the frost!

At this time, Hou Yue also slammed his fist with the ferocity of "flying up to 3,000 feet".

Bang!

There was a brief haze where the two fists clashed, as if hoarfrost had turned into mist, and Lou Cheng's body trembled significantly again, and his facial muscles were uncontrollably hideous.

The residual effects in his body had been stirred up quite a bit, and his previous recovery attempts had been in vain.

Hou Yue kept shivering, his lips turned purple, and his hands and feet were stiff and cold.

His heart was beating violently, expanding and contracting rapidly, spurting out streams of hot blood, dissolving the chill in his body.

Then, he made a choice that went against his style of play and his personality, visualizing the source of accumulation and elevation again, twisting his back and ejecting his arms.

Half a step back!

At the same time, Lou Cheng also squirmed his abdomen, visualized the thunderclouds, made a reverse offset, and initially relieved himself, in the face of Hou Yue's hideous face and the attack that did not flinch, he had no time to change his vision, so he had to turn "internal training" into "external fighting", tensed his arms, and sent out a sky-high cannon!

Bang!

There seemed to be an explosion in the ring, and the two of them were bounced back by the impact and took a step back.

Hou Yue performed the internal training method, with red eyes, with uneliminated shocks, stepped on the green bricks, and pounced forward again, beating crazy, forgetting himself, fighting recklessly, and not playing like himself!

Lou Cheng was so uncomfortable at this time that he wanted to lie down directly, he had no time or opportunity to squeeze Jin Dan, so he could only take a strong breath, and with the momentum of "fighting" and "fighting", he roared thunder, swung his arm, and blasted out a "submarine earthquake"!

The waterfall flew down and hit the ground violently, Hou Yue didn't do a split fist, just clenched his fist obliquely, blocking Lou Cheng's thunder sound shock.

Bang! There was a thunder on the ground, which shook the audience, and the residual influence in Lou Cheng's body was completely detonated, his legs were weak, his blood rushed to his throat, and his ears fell to the ground dizzily.

On the opposite side of him, Hou Yue, who had suffered a frost blow and two shock punches, also stiffened his muscles, trembled his joints, rolled his qi and blood, and it was difficult to stand again, and he "collapsed" with a bang.

After three moves in a row, Hou Yue, who was not good at this way, and Lou Cheng, who was in very poor condition, fell to the ground at the same time.

The referee stood next to them, silently counting the time.

Li Liantong, Fan Yanxi and other viewers first pulled up a heart, and then came to their senses, with red eyes, and shouted a name in unison:

"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng!"

"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng!" Yan Xiaoling, Huan Fan and others in front of the computer screen were also shouting this name in a low voice, as if to give him courage and strength to help him stand up.

"Lou Cheng, Lou Cheng!" Yan Zheke, Sun Jian and others also shouted loudly with the audience, but one was on the edge of the ring, and the others were at the seats.

Lin Que's fists clenched subconsciously, and his eyes stared at the stage.

The corner of Lou Cheng's eyes swept to Hou Yue and fell to the ground, retching while trying his best to adjust the condition of his body, trying to visualize the thunderclouds, complete an internal exercise, and stand up first.

However, even his mind and thoughts were shaking, and he couldn't visualize at all.

"Lou Cheng!" "Lou Cheng!" In the neat shouts, a figure struggled to get up, his legs trembling, but he stood firmly.

The shouting of the audience suddenly stopped, and there was an indescribable silence, because it was Hou Yue who stood up.

Hou Yue's face was pale, he took a deep breath, and strode to Lou Cheng's side.

Without him having to do anything more, the referee raised his right hand and announced the result:

"In the fourth game, Hou Yuesheng won!"

Hearing this, Hou Yue immediately looked back at his seat, with a handful of snot and tears.

Senior Brother Zhou, I won!

I lived up to your expectations!

Lin Que's clenched hands let go and buried his face deeply, Li Liantong, Wu Qian, Fan Yanxi and other classmates couldn't bear it anymore and slipped into tears.

After walking so hard and so hard, did you stop here? It's just a little bit there!

Hearing the "verdict" vaguely, Lou Cheng's heart was suddenly filled with pain and chagrin.

It's all my fault!

I got carried away!

I didn't take on this contest!

At this moment, he felt that he was being helped up, smelled the familiar fragrance, looked sideways, and saw Yan Zheke's beautiful and clear face.

Thinking that he had lived up to the girl's expectations, thinking that he had not fulfilled his previous promises, and thinking of those high-spirited and self-confident bubbles, Lou Chengcheng was full of guilt and shame, and he didn't dare to face Yan Zheke.

He whispered bitterly:

"I'm sorry ......"

Yan Zheke looked at the boy in front of him who was in extreme pain, his heart was full of pity, his eyes were red, and he said softly: "You played very well, you can win just a little bit." ”

"I should play better...... Lou Cheng clenched his fists, wanting to give himself a treat, otherwise he would not be able to resolve the shame and self-blame in his heart.

That little bit could have been fought for!

Yan Zheke understood that the more he talked, the more hurt he became, he no longer dwelled on this topic, and said in a firm tone:

"Win it back after that!"

Lou Cheng was stunned and replied with a promise-like attitude:

"Good!"

As soon as his emotions calmed down, he returned to his seat, and saw the painful Lin Que and the dazed Sun Jian and others, so he couldn't help but blame himself, took a breath, and said solemnly:

"I'm sorry, I didn't play well this time!"

Li Mao immediately replied: "No, we are too weak!

"Yes, it's because we're too weak, we can only rely on the two of you!" Lin Hua's eyes were misty.

Lin Que also put down his palms, his eyes were painful but firm, and he said:

"I'm also at fault, it's not good enough......"

Hearing his teammates rushing to take responsibility one by one, Lou Cheng blurred his eyes and almost shed tears.

At this time, Old Man Shi, who had been silent, spoke:

"Got it?"

Lou Cheng nodded slightly: "Understood!"

You must not get carried away in the future!

Old man Shi sighed: "Then the teacher will teach you another word, in addition to being proud, don't get carried away, and don't lose your anger." ”

"Lost in breath?" Lou Cheng asked blankly.

Old man Shi replied:

"Yes, the spirit of chasing, the spirit of hard work, the spirit of fighting!" (To be continued.) )