There was a sneer in his mouth, and his eyes were full of excitement. Lu Shanmin's overwhelming suppression did not destroy Mou Yicheng's will, but instead aroused his raging fighting spirit.

Mou Yicheng, who had always focused on attacking, gave up the attack, put his fists in front of his head, and walked around the Lushan people.

Lu Shanmin didn't stop, and took advantage of the situation to attack crazily. With the sound of wind blowing, his fists and feet smashed at Mou Yicheng crazily.

Mou Yicheng's movement skills are very fast, and he dodges quickly, trying not to come into physical contact with Lu Shanmin. He doesn't understand why Lu Shanmin has so much strength, but he is not worried. A person's physical energy is always limited. Lu Shanmin attacks crazily.

It will inevitably lead to weakness in the follow-up. After fighting until now, he knows very well that Lu Shanmin's skills are still very rough and not at the same level as him. There is no need to use up all his physical energy. As long as his physical energy drops to a certain level, it will be the moment of Jedi counterattack.

.

Lu Shanmin had the same idea, that is, he should take advantage of the first round to exert his internal energy and try his best to consume Mou Yicheng's physical energy, so that he could gain a chance of survival in the following rounds. This was the strategy he had discussed with Mou Dongyun.

Mou Yicheng just dodged and wandered around. It was difficult for Lu Shanmin to hit him, and he could not use his prediction to its maximum effect. The internal energy in the body was getting less and less as the internal energy was exerted, so he had to give the opponent a certain amount of time in the first round.

A heavy blow, otherwise the subsequent games will be difficult to play.

Driven by internal energy, Lu Shanmin's punches not only became stronger in strength, but also became very fast.

Mou Yicheng cannot escape every attack.

"Bang", a powerful and heavy whip hit his calf. He staggered and almost fell. Before he had time to re-adjust his center of gravity, Lu Shanmin's straight punch had already hit him.

"Bang, Mou Yicheng raised his arm to block it with difficulty, then took two steps back.

Lu Shanmin pushed forward and was hit with another fist.

Bang, Mou Yicheng took two steps back again.

Lu Shanmin's lightning-quick uppercuts followed one after another.

"Bang", this time Mou Yicheng failed to resist the lightning-like series of attacks and fell to the ring in a daze.

There was an uproar in the stands. The students from Tunghai University, who thought they were sure to win the championship, were dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their eyes.

How hard Lu Shanmin's fist is, only those who have suffered it have the right to say.

Mou Dongyun's heart was pounding in the audience, and his eyes were staring straight at Mou Yicheng, hoping that he would not stand up.

Not only him, but all the spectators present were staring closely at the ring.

After a moment of shock, the students of Tunghai University shouted loudly for Mou Yicheng to stand up.

Lu Shanmin also stared closely at Mou Yicheng, who was lying on the ring. With the punch, all the internal energy accumulated in his stomach dispersed back to his limbs.

The referee started counting the seconds and everyone held their breath.

When the referee read five, Mou Yicheng stumbled to his feet, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth and a weird smile. The students of Tunghai University suddenly burst into cheers.

Peng Xi frowned and shook his head helplessly. He knew that Lu Shanmin's muscular explosive power, coupled with his internal strength, could not knock out Mou Yicheng. It seemed that he had underestimated Mou Yicheng's ability to resist blows.

Wang Xiaonan was also full of worry. If he couldn't KO Mou Yicheng in the first round, it would be even harder in the later rounds.

Bai Ling, who was sitting in the audience, was filled with joy and sorrow. Seeing how powerful Lu Shanmin was, she seemed to see the hero she had always cherished. No matter who he faced, he was a blind man in the past and was now a rookie in the professional league. He could defeat him.

.

The bell sounded at the end of the first round. Both men retreated to their corners.

Mou Dongyun turned over on the stage and looked at the panting Lu Shanmin. He felt a little worried. He had never seen Lu Shanmin panting so heavily for so long. Obviously, in the first round of the game, he exhausted himself without reservation.

Fighting with all our strength.

"How about it"?

Lu Shanmin wiped his sweat with a towel and said, "I have exhausted all my inner energy."

Mou Dongyun glanced at Mou Yicheng, who was dealing with the wound on the opposite side, and said comfortingly: "It doesn't matter, he is already injured. He suffered a heavy blow from you in the first round, and his physical exertion must have been considerable."

Lu Shanmin smiled at Mou Dongyun and said, "Teacher Mou, I did what I promised you."

Mou Dongyun nodded emotionally, "On behalf of the Financial College Sanda Association, thank you."

Lu Shanmin smiled and shook his head, his eyes gradually becoming determined, "The next step is my battle."

Mou Dongyun kept massaging Lu Shanmin's muscles. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

In the stands, Zeng Yaqian couldn't hide her inner excitement and grabbed Guan Yue's hand.

"Have you seen that Lu Shanmin can defeat Mou Yicheng?"

Guan Yue was equally excited, "This guy really specializes in creating miracles. Yaqian, you don't have to worry. If we keep fighting like this, the Lushan people will win."

Behind the stands, Zhang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a relaxed smile on her face, "I didn't expect that the mountain people could be so good that they could even defeat players in the professional league."

Zuoqiu was also very excited, but there was an inexplicable worry in his heart. Although he didn't know Sanda, he had watched several Lu Shanmin's games. The strength shown by Lu Shanmin in this game far exceeded the previous games. Although he was not

Understand, but he knew that with Lu Shanmin's character, the first few games could not be intentional. He didn't know what kind of internal martial arts Lu Shanmin practiced, but he could vaguely feel that Lu Shanmin suddenly became stronger in such a short period of time.

Unreasonable.

Zhou Qianqian looked at the extremely excited Zeng Yaqian in front of her and smiled, "Sister Yaqian is really discerning. Lu Shanmin is indeed not an ordinary person."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zuoqiu shyly, "But, I have better taste."

The second round begins.

Mou Yicheng's jaw was split open, and the wound has been bandaged. After suffering a heavy blow from Lu Shanmin, his eyes became scarier and scarlet, and his fighting spirit became more and more intense.

"Even in the professional league, no one can have such an overwhelming advantage over me. You are really good."

Lu Shanmin's face was cold, his throat made a gurgling sound, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a joking expression. He imitated Mou Yicheng's tone and said word by word, "I will really beat you to death."

Mou Yicheng showed a ferocious smile, "Very good, you are qualified to be my opponent, I hope you still have the same strength and speed as in the first round, otherwise, haha, as long as I win, your beloved woman will become me

The plaything under the crotch, hehehehehe".

Lu Shanmin gritted his teeth tightly and said, "You are looking for death."

Bang, a straight punch hit Mou Yicheng's chest hard, and Mou Yicheng blocked it with his fist.

Lu Shanmin turned around and kicked to the side, but Mou Yicheng blocked it with his fist again.

The two fell apart at the first touch.

Mou Yicheng chuckled, "Your strength seems to have weakened a lot."

Lu Shanmin gritted his teeth, "That's enough to defeat you."

Bang bang bang bang, Lu Shanmin hit another combination of punches, Mou Yicheng dodged and blocked at the same time. Although Lu Shanmin's power was still very strong, without the superposition of internal energy, Mou Yicheng felt much more relaxed, without the same continuous punches as before.

A feeling of oppression that I can't even lift with my hands.

Lu Shanmin kicked Mou Yicheng in the head with a high-side kick.

Mou Yicheng showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, quickly lowered his head and turned around, shouldered Lu Shanmin's leg, took a step forward, and swept Lu Shanmin's supporting foot with a low whip kick.

Bang, Lu Shanmin lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

In the stands, the students of Tunghai University started cheering again. This was the game they expected to see.

Wang Xiaonan frowned, "The mountain people are too eager for quick success and attack blindly, exposing too many gaps. Facing a master like Mou Yicheng, they will suffer many fatal blows."

Peng Xi sighed, "Do you still remember what Lu Shanmin said to you when you and Mou Yicheng were sparring at the boxing gym last time?"

Wang Xiaonan nodded, "Of course I remember, the mountain man asked me to fight at my own pace and go straight to his middle to have a chance of victory, but I was KO'd by Mou Yicheng."

"Yes, he is fighting according to that tactic now. He has no choice but to fight steadily and steadily. With his skills, he will be defeated by Mou Yicheng sooner or later. The only way is to take great risks and attack crazily.

A glimmer of a possible chance."

Wang Xiaonan nodded, "But the risk is too great. If you are not careful, you will expose a huge gap and be KO'd."

"Yes, the only way he can do it now is to either KO Mou Yicheng or be KOed by Mou Yicheng, and use his body's ability to fight for his chance of survival. If he wants to win, there is no other way."

Under the shade of the tree, Fang Yuanshan's brows widened in confusion. It seemed that the inner energy that Lu Shanmin could exert was very limited, so this was in line with normal logic.

Lu Shanmin's fall aroused cheers from the students of Tunghai University, but it made Zeng Yaqian's heart hurt in the stands. The excitement just now disappeared. She could also see that Lu Shanmin's strong power in the first round was no longer there.

Guan Yue said comfortingly: "Yaqian, don't worry, he was just careless just now."

Zeng Yaqian nervously grabbed Guan Yue's hand. She knew in her heart that this was definitely not Lu Shanmin's carelessness.

In the Donghai University area, Ye Zixuan was so frightened by the fall that she covered her chest and screamed.

Zhang Li, who was sitting in the back row of the Financial College, started to turn pale again.

Zuoqiu said comfortingly: "Don't worry, the mountain man is a strong man, he will not be knocked down so easily."

After Lu Shanmin fell to the ground, he stood up instantly, drawing cheers from students from the finance college.

Ma Guodong clapped his hands and shouted, "Well done, just like me back then."

Mou Yicheng chuckled strangely, "I have to admit that even if you are stronger than me now, it is not enough to defeat me."

He gritted his teeth and said: "If you only have this strength and speed in the next few rounds, I will beat you to death."

Phew, Mou Yicheng took a step forward and flicked his left calf. Lu Shanmin predicted that this was just a fake move, and the subsequent flick was the real attack, so he quickly retreated. As expected, after the first flick, the second kick

It's a real offense.

Lu Shanmin retreated early, narrowly avoiding the second kick that followed. Mou Yicheng's soles almost brushed Lu Shanmin's face.

Lu Shanmin took advantage of the opponent's attack to recover, and suddenly rushed forward, hitting Mou Yicheng with a straight fist on the left side of his face. As soon as he stretched out his fist, he realized that Mou Yicheng had a back move, and the moment his left foot landed, he quickly launched a roundhouse kick.
To be continued...