The third round of the game is still going on. Although Yao Xiuming won the game, there was no happy expression on his face.

After carefully thinking about the power he had exploded just now, Yao Xiuming suddenly became depressed. He was not even halfway through the race, but he only had about 50% of the inner energy left in his body.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at Wu Tian, ​​who was not far away.

Feeling his gaze, Wu Tian grinned. Unexpectedly, this smile directly made Yao Xiuming turn his head to look at the ring angrily, and then bit his fingers and thought about what was going to happen next.

Regarding his reaction, Wu Tian had no idea what was happening.

In addition, Su Zelong is now on stage. Even though Yao Xiuming has taken the lead, he still cannot guarantee victory against the opponent in front of him.

Thinking that he had lost two games in a row, the invisible pressure made him hesitate to take action.

Although in his own opinion it was still the same as before, in Wu Tian's opinion he seemed to have only used about 80% of his strength.

In the audience, except for those who had won the previous duel, everyone else thought that their opponent was too strong.

For this reason, Liu Jianshu, who had won the previous victory, wanted to say something, but Ge Ao stopped him before he could say anything.

Shen Huacai and Fan Xingxian seemed to be immersed in the scene. The sweat on their foreheads continued to fall, and they even clenched their hands unconsciously.

Seeing the two people's appearance, Ge Ao said to Liu Jianshu: "Don't talk too much. You are putting more pressure on them by opening your mouth now."

"They need to break through here, otherwise they will never be able to break through this layer of obstacles."

Hearing this, Liu Jianshu lowered his head at first, then suddenly raised his head when he thought of something and asked, "Did I feel like this just now?"

Regarding this question, everyone except Yao Xiuming and Bai Feixue turned their heads and gave him a meaningful smile.

Wu Tian recalled: "I think I spent a lot of effort to break this barrier. You don't have to worry. Even if they don't adapt to this pressure today, they will slowly adapt in the future."

But these words attracted Yao Xiuming's rebuttal. He turned to Wu Tian and said angrily: "You must know that not everyone is a genius like you. If they don't break out of their cocoon and become a butterfly today, I dare to say

The coach will give them up."

"This is one of the best high school leagues, a high school league that everyone in the galaxy will watch. How can they survive in this cruel competition system based on their current state?"

"There is no need for gentleness here. They need to recognize the fact that they can either be ordinary or transform themselves on the field."

Wu Tian completely agrees with these words, but why does it always feel a little inconsistent when they come out of his mouth?

Realizing that the way Wu Tian looked at him was wrong, Yao Xiuming said angrily: "What are you doing? Am I wrong?"

"Don't think that just because you are a genius, you can look at me like this. I will challenge you after the league is over. I will definitely beat you away with the Golang Bagua Stick!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Tian raised his eyebrows and said: "Although you call me a genius, I am happy to accept it, but who gave you the confidence to think that you can knock me away."

When talking about the latter part, Wu Tian's aura completely changed, and even his eyes were filled with red light.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while. At this moment, the exclamations from all around and Yongguang's sudden rise made everyone turn their attention back to the ring.

In the ring, Su Zelong was violently beaten by his opponent. He could still resist at first, but as his martial arts skills were exposed, he was completely at a disadvantage.

It was as if the opponent had seen through his own mind. Whenever he wanted to take action, the opponent would block all attack routes first and then launch an attack with the move he had just thought of.

As a result, Su Zelong was in a state of confusion and his body even stiffened unconsciously. The opponent was getting smoother and smoother, and even used him as a sandbag.

The continuous heavy punches made Su Zelong half-kneeling on the ring. The opponent did not stop because of him but continued to attack. In this case, Xu Zhiyuan and the others could not sit still at all.

"You must be practicing the yellow-level middle-grade three-way artillery boxing. Unfortunately, I am practicing the same thing."

Every sentence he spoke was like a heavy punch hitting Su Zelong's body. The force penetrated his bones and made it difficult for Su Zelong to support his body.

I don't know when it started, but he was already forced to a dead end.

Behind him was the outside world. As long as he leaned back slightly, he no longer had to endure such pain.

Judging from his shaky appearance, the other party was obviously giving him time to make a choice.

After more than ten seconds, seeing that he still maintained this posture, the opponent was obviously impatient and used an offensive elbow technique, forcing Su Zelong to make a choice, whether to be knocked away by him or to give up on his own.

With his elbow like a spear, Su Zelong looked at the opponent charging towards him like this. Su Zelong did not dodge or evade, but chose to hit him head-on.

Boom!

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out from his throat, but Su Zelong was not knocked out of bounds.

On the contrary, the face of the opponent who had always had the upper hand changed at this moment. Just as the opponent's move was hard hit by the opponent, Su Zelong's hands blocked his center of gravity.

Without giving him any time to react, Su Zelong shouted loudly and directly lifted his opponent up.

The opponent also understood Su Zelong's thoughts and used his movable legs to continuously attack.

Even so, Su Zelong still didn't let go, and even increased his strength, forcefully lifting his opponent above his head while his head was covered with blood.

Even though his ribs were broken by the kick, he still threw the opponent out of the ring with his own willpower.

"I already knew that you learned the same martial arts as me, and I also knew that you were stronger than me, but you underestimated my determination, but I..."

The man fell down before he finished speaking, mainly because he yelled too loudly, which caused his own internal injuries as well.

He seemed to be in a very embarrassed state, but Xu Zhiyuan, who was supporting him, was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

I thought I would see such a transformation in the last few games, but I didn't expect such a transformation in just the third round.

The team's doctor also came to the sidelines for emergency treatment in time. In view of Su Zelong's injury, the referee was very humane and gave him a few minutes of rest.

Su Zelong's injuries are mainly internal injuries, but it is only the third round of the game. If he is sent to the league's medical station now, it means that he will not be able to participate in today's game.

After learning this result, Xu Zhiyuan said before he could make a decision: "I want to stay, I can still play."

At this moment, Wu Tian stood up with the Seven Star Sword in hand, because the next game was his.

When passing by Su Zelong, Wu Tian said: "Who are you looking down on? What's the use of you as you are now? You might as well heal your injury as soon as possible."

As he said this, Yao Xiuming and others slowly stood up from their seats. Although they did not speak, it was obvious that you are not needed here.

After witnessing Wu Tian's appearance, Su Zelong's stubbornness disappeared.

Of course, the most shocking ones are Shen Huacai and Fan Xingxian. Strictly speaking, Su Zelong's strength is a little lower than the two, but now the other party has won the victory for the team in his own way on the ring.

Just as the two of them were meditating, Wu Tian on the ring had already won the match. The opponent's misery was no worse than Su Zelong's or even much worse to some extent.

Because Wu Tian didn't hold back at all with this sword, even if the red inner energy didn't burst out, it was still enough to tear apart the opponent's defense.

Under the ring, Ge Ao also pointed out to Yao Xiuming with his eyes, "Did you see it? Please learn from it."

Yao Xiuming snorted coldly, still showing disdain on the surface, but while tilting his head, he still quietly looked at Wu Tian's opponent.

What would I do if it were me? The other person is obviously a practitioner of external martial arts. Judging from his muscles, he might be specialized in this.

With the end of Wu Tian, ​​Yong Guang is next to appear.

To everyone's surprise, as soon as Yongguang came on the field, the opponent was obviously panicked, and the opponent's coach even went to the referee to protest.

It's just that the referee rejected his proposal. After all, Yongguang's moves were very reasonable. Such consequences can only show that their practice is not at home yet.

After a while, the player on the opposite side came out feeling like the wind was blowing and the water was cold.

As the game began, the opponent obviously couldn't stand the pressure and wanted to surrender. Unfortunately, the speed of sound is not as fast as the speed of light.

After the Buddha's light shone, another person who had seen through the world of mortals appeared in the ring.

The third round of the game also came to an end, and Ge Ao and Bai Feixue also appeared after that.
Chapter completed!