December 21, 3 p.m. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The referee stood in the center of the ring and shouted:

"The first game of the martial arts club of Shanbei University against the martial arts club of Songcheng University. ”

"Fang Zhirong to Lin Que!"

As the voice echoed, Lin Que and Fang Zhirong stood up at the same time, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Maybe it was habit, or maybe it was because he had been infected for a long time, Lin Que did not go directly to the ring, but first touched his fists with his teammates from left to right, and heard cheers one after another.

When he came to the coach, Old Man Shi coughed, not as enthusiastic as the young man, and only spit out two words:

"Don't worry. ”

Hold your horses...... Lin Que repeated silently, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his deep eyes.

He turned around and left his seat, and walked along the road to the defending champion step by step to the stone steps, while the sound of small horns around him was deafening, welcoming Fang Zhirong's debut.

Fang Zhirong is a big boy of medium height, delicate appearance, and relatively shy, but his eyes are unruly and stubborn, and his body seems to hide a soul full of edges and corners with eyes above the top.

As soon as he stood on the referee's right hand, he stared sharply at Lin Que, and his eyes were full of eager battle intent.

Lin Que did not show weakness, and looked back calmly, there seemed to be a flame burning in the depths of his eyes.

Defeating an opponent with sufficient qualifications is something that every martial artist yearns for and looks forward to!

This tense picture in the ring made the host in the live broadcast room can't help but sigh with emotion:

"In September last year, they were highly anticipated genius martial artists in the college martial arts circle, but they were always on the side, failed to hand over, and one was covered by Peng Leyun's light, becoming a dark place under the lamp, and the other was overtaken by Lou Cheng, and was dimmed by a miracle, which can be regarded as a frustration, and today's showdown must have a loser and a winner, well, a draw is not ruled out, in short, the winner takes back his own glory, and the loser is sad, encounters greater setbacks, and bears greater pressure, Zhang senior, who are you more optimistic about？”

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say. Zhang Heren shook his head and didn't make a positive judgment, "They have only been in the Dan realm for a few months, and they are in the stage of rapid progress, how many Doubu moves Lin Que has practiced, and how much breakthrough has the 'Meteor Strength' made, Fang Zhirong has realized anything new from the incomplete Shadow, Plague and Magnetic Division, which is not yet known to outsiders, that is to say, they will not know each other too well, and this game is full of variables." ”

When the host and the guests were chatting and introducing, the referee glanced left and right, stretched out his right hand and said:

"Conversation time begins. ”

Fang Zhirong smiled shyly, and said with even more battle intent in his eyes:

"When I first entered the university, I kept hearing your name, and I was always compared with you, so I inevitably wanted to fight with you, but last year, President Xu awakened the 'crow's mouth' ability, and didn't leave me a chance, and now, I can finally officially compete with you!"

Speaking of which, he is no longer polite and polite, and is categorical:

"Let's see who's more powerful and who's not worthy of the name!"

"Look at who of us is the pride of the world!"

Since August, I've been holding my breath and waiting for today, waiting for a fight to prove myself!

In the face of his provocative and stimulating words, Lin Que didn't blink his eyelids, and stood there with a blank expression, silent, brewing, and secretly counting.

Knowing the other party's habitual performance, Fang Zhirong didn't care, he was relieved for a while when he said what was in his heart, and began to adjust his body slightly, rotate the local magnetic field, and push the state up one by one.

Towards the end of the conversation, he suddenly saw Lin Que open his mouth, speak indifferently, and reply to his previous words:

"It's a pity that you're not Peng Leyun. ”

It's a pity that you're not Peng Leyun...... Does it mean that I am not qualified enough? There is still a big gap between me and Peng Leyun? Fang Zhirong suffered a blow in the place where he was most unwilling to be touched, and he was furious because of the inferiority complex that was hidden deeply, like a wild cat that had been stepped on by its tail, its pupils constricted, and its hair stood up, so he wanted to pounce on it regardless of it and tear apart the enemy on the opposite side.

Sooner or later, I will defeat Peng Leyun, and sooner or later, I will surpass him!

"This day" begins with victory over you!

Just before Fang Zhirong came to his senses and suppressed his emotions, the referee raised his right hand and waved it suddenly:

"Let's go!"

Lin Que's grasp of the enemy's psychology and the use of time can be called accurate, and he deserves to be a top student in the Department of Psychology.

However, in the area of psychological problems, those who can heal themselves cannot be treated, and they are full of resistance to the treatment of others.

Fang Zhirong was furious, his back was bent, and he rushed towards his opponent as if he was about to stick to the ground, his speed was extremely fast, and his footwork was very strange, so that people couldn't grasp where he landed every time.

Lou Cheng combined the snake steps with a center of gravity like mercury, and compared with him now, they are all dwarfed!

- No matter how angry he was, Fang Zhirong was also a martial artist who had experienced a hundred battles, and after watching Lin Que's previous games, he was deeply impressed by the lightning raid he launched with the outbreak of the Dan Realm at the beginning, and did not leave him such a chance.

Lin Que's expression was indifferent, he didn't do a rush attack, his muscles and fascia were running, he stepped on Yu Bu, and went towards Fang Zhirong, turning passive into active.

The wind was overflowing on the stage, and the two of them swam quickly, constantly staggering, each looking for the most suitable opportunity to make a move, but such a moment was often covered by the other party's footwork as soon as it appeared, so that they did not collide for dozens of seconds, as if they were performing a dance for everyone.

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, and when the audience is slightly disappointed because there is no fist-to-hand fight, Lou Cheng is very focused.

The footwork of the eldest brother and Fang Zhirong is different, one is ingenious, the straight line is like a meteor, winning with 'fast', winning with 'skill', one is only curved but not straight, twisting and turning, more erratic, very weird, like a ghost in the dark night.

Of course, none of them have achieved anything in this regard, and they are obviously weaker than Qiu Lin who they have encountered, but this girl has practiced the family heirloom method to the realm of "giving birth to lotus step by step, and clouds and thunder follow each other".

The eldest brother has to practice Yu Bu to the level of "Bugang Treadmill", and between the walks, there is a "Gangfeng" cluster, and the explosion is continuous, which can be compared.

After a few more circles, as the distance between the two sides shrank shorter and shorter, Lin Que and Fang Zhirong seized the opportunity almost at the same time, and when they didn't have time to use their strength and burst out of "Dan Qi", one exploded the strength of his shoulder, quickly swung his forearm, and threw a punch like lightning, and the other back muscle swelled, sliding forward to grab, and the fist quickly burst out like a night illusion.

Bang!

Both sides had their chances intercepted by each other, and the two fists collided in mid-air, creating the first muffled sound since the start of the game.

Seeing that the two fists were frozen in mid-air in an instant, Fang Zhirong's elbow joint flicked in a strange posture of dislocation, making his forearm raise his head like a poisonous snake, and he jumped up against Lin Que's fist, and his five fingers were opened, and he grabbed the opponent's arm quickly, accurately and fiercely.

At this moment, Fang Zhirong's five fingers glowed with a light inky glow, as if they had turned into poisonous fangs, and they wanted to pour the deadly thing into Lin Que's body through contact.

Dark part, "dark poisonous energy"!

This strength originally came from the plague department, also known as "plague poisonous energy", and was later learned by the founder of the "Black Sky Immeasurable Sutra", turned into what he learned, and became one of the core forces of the dark department, compared with the original version, the poison has decreased, and the trick is even worse, no matter where he touches Lin Que, as long as he is not cut off by his strength explosion, he can be poisoned!

Although with Fang Zhirong's current realm, the "dark poisonous energy" he practiced could not kill Lin Que, but at least it could make him appear in various negative states, such as dizziness, difficulty breathing, chest tightness and shortness of breath, thus effectively reducing the strength of the other party, and "poison" This kind of thing will definitely accumulate, superimposed again and again, Lin Que is difficult to bear.

The five fingers are like teeth, about to bite down hard, so fast that people can't dodge.

At this moment, the muscles of Lin Que's arm suddenly tensed, contracted inward, and clung to the bone, making that place "shorter" out of thin air, making Fang Zhirong's "fangs" exert force a little earlier, and briefly missed, like falling into a void that was difficult to focus on.

This stretch and contraction is not ordinary, but Lin Que completed it with "strong strength"!

Immediately after, he didn't try to grab the opponent's wrist back, sprayed Dan Jin, and stomped on his left foot, accompanied by a plow!

Doubu, the sixteenth type, the ground crack!

Bang!

The sound erupted from inside the ring, and the ground under Fang Zhirong's feet suddenly cracked, and he rushed upwards with strength, just like the resurrection of a volcano.

Compared with before, Lin Que's move has made a lot of progress!

Fang Zhirong felt a pain in the soles of his feet, and he involuntarily pulled his legs away, and his body was unstable on his feet, losing his center of gravity, and becoming shaky.

In this process, his right hand was raised upward, and his open five fingers left Lin Que's arm, and he was no longer able to chase and grasp it, infusing poisonous energy.

Lin Que's eyes flashed, and he was about to seize the opportunity and start a combo!

When this situation was in this situation, Fang Zhirong did not follow the shaking momentum, dodge outward, dodge the follow-up with footwork, nor did he return the strength to hold back, return qi and blood, stabilize his body, and resist the counterattack, but shook his center of gravity in the shaking, his shoulders were strong, his right hand flung back, and he pumped the back of his palm to Lin Que's arm that had not yet been withdrawn.

He made a visualization in his mind, and the dark black of his fingertips quickly faded, and the edge of his palm was dyed a touch of blue.

Syllable!

Lin Que, who was about to attack, couldn't dodge, and was grazed by the back of his hand on his forearm, and the ground suddenly turned black in front of him, and he felt an indescribable sharp pain, as if he had suffered a fracture, as if he had been hit by a vital point.

Just one rub, there is such a pain!

Plague Department, Twenty-seventh Style, "Scorpion Tail Needle"!

Fang Zhirong has not been in vain in the past few months, not only has he mastered his strength, but he has also practiced two tricks!

Such a blow cannot exert the toxicity of "Dark Poison Energy", but it can produce many times the normal pain stimulation, so that the enemy is significantly affected!

In the severe pain, although Lin Que's right hand was not actually injured, it still seemed to be abolished, because it was uncomfortable as soon as he exerted his strength!

At this time, Fang Zhirong finally took advantage of the situation, and his figure swayed back a few steps.

Lin Que knew that such a stimulus could be resolved by contracting qi and blood strength and spirit, but it was equivalent to wasting an opportunity for the Dan Realm to explode in vain, so he stubbornly looked at it, gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and did not deal with it.

His face was pale, and cold sweat was already on his forehead.