This rest period is when the commentators and announcers do their job.
“After the first round of competition, the two sides barely managed a draw, but how long the red player, who is currently at a disadvantage, can sustain it, is a topic that everyone is very concerned about.
Now let’s ask our physical education teacher, Teacher Fan, a national second-level athlete, to give us the most authoritative analysis.”
Teacher Fan, one of the candidates sent by the student department to supervise the competition, took the microphone and said.
“Feng Yanhui’s advantages lie in his speed, rich on-the-spot experience, and strong adaptability.
We saw earlier that his leg skills were very distinctive, but unfortunately he was not very lucky.
As for Mr. Ye, there is nothing to say. In the face of Feng Yanhui's attack, he seemed very blind and did not have any decent counterattack.
I can predict that as long as Feng Yanhui performs smoothly, the fight will end around the third round."
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Fan.
The second round started, and Ye Fan was making fake moves to attract his opponent's attention.
But his fake moves were so childish and ridiculous, I swear if I were on the court, I would never be fooled."
Under Ye Fan's verbal provocation and Zi Ling'er's stimulation, Feng Yanhui once again couldn't restrain his anger and rushed forward.
This time, he gave up the powerful kicks of Taekwondo and instead used his hands to attack, up and down. He thought that although he could not reach the point of "eighteen falls with his clothes on", at least he could be "ruthless with iron hands and pursue life in cold blood".
realm.
The offensive was like a storm, like a sudden rain. Ye Fan was retreating step by step, he was stuck on the left and right, and he was dodging in an awkward manner.
Feng Yanhui became more and more excited and threw an old punch straight at him.
Ye Fan ducked to avoid it, and the enemy's fist crossed his shoulder and hit the empty space.
At this time of year, the two of them were very close to each other, breathing on each other's bodies.
I don't know if it was accidental or intentional, but in this flash of lightning, he raised his head and hit Feng Yanhui's nose hard with his forehead.
"Wow!
"Feng Yanhui covered his nose and backed away. Two streams of blood mixed with sticky yellow snot flowed out of his nostrils. He squatted on the ground as if he was a poor child being bullied.
He never imagined that after spending a lot of money and asking his elders to provide financial support, he wanted to severely humiliate Mark Ye Fan in front of everyone, but in the end it was himself who made a fool of himself.
The referee quickly blew the whistle.
The scene was so funny that the audience couldn't bear it anymore and burst into laughter.
The announcer simply shut up and didn't speak, which was right. In such an embarrassing situation, anything he said was unnecessary.
If I say the wrong thing, I'm sorry for the five hundred dollars in my pocket.
Several teachers at the VIP table shook their heads and sighed: "How come this so-called famous Taekwondo general doesn't live up to his reputation? He is a total clown."
The VIP seats were closer to the ring, and the voice he spoke was too loud, which made Feng Yanhui tremble with anger.
Another teacher whispered: "I don't think the famous Taekwondo player is fake. That time he had a conflict with the basketball team and his record was real.
The key is the opponent!”
"He?" A teacher suddenly nodded, "Well, it is indeed different! If it was luck at first, and then a fluke, then if you have persisted for so long, you must be somewhat good!"
"yes!"
Another teacher answered: "Look at his pace and his movements. Every time he seems to have narrowly avoided it, in fact he has been prepared for it.
His movements are very similar to the martial arts steps of our Xia Kingdom!"
"yes!"
The teachers on the side responded one after another, "Every move and style is very similar to traditional martial arts, high horse, low horse, side horse stance!"
"We were confused by the movements of his upper body. In fact, he is a master!"
These physical education teachers have all learned some fighting and are also involved in traditional martial arts, so they are arranged here to supervise the competition.
They soon discovered Ye Fan's extraordinary talent.
"Tell me, why didn't he take action?"
"Our Xia Kingdom's martial arts emphasizes integrity, elegance and perseverance. You heard just now that everyone looks down on Ye Fan.
I think he must have been a little affected, and he is concentrating now. Either he doesn't take action, or one action can determine the outcome of the game!"
This teacher's analysis is very clear and logical.
But on the other side of the game, Feng Yanhui’s dog-headed strategist called a timeout and used paper towels to clean up the blood, and then the game started again.
Feng Yanhui had completely lost his cool. In order to save the lost face, it would not be considered a success unless he beat Ye Fan until he vomited three liters of blood!
The game continues! "Nirvana!
"Coastal Cross Kill!"
"Fudan Whirlwind!"
"Expo's fatal scissor kick!"
"Xia Guo's first kick!"
"The shouts were endless, accompanying every attack by Feng Yanhui.
Just such a prestigious reputation that resounds throughout the sky can make opponents tremble in fear!
"Taekwondo kicks!
"Another kick grazed Ye Fan's cheek!
If he slowed down for just a few tenths of a second, he would have to say goodbye with his mouth full of disgusting gums.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Ye Fan grabbed Feng Yanhui's sideways kick and pushed his legs forward.
Feng Yanhui couldn't stop his momentum, and his legs "chicked" one after another on the floor, showing the "one-leg" that appears when people with flexible bodies practice Kung Fu. They were placed flat on the ring and could not move, and his crotch was stretched too far.
It was wide, and the seams along the crotch line suddenly burst, revealing ugly gray underwear.
Feng Yanhui's Taekwondo uniform was soaked with hot and cold sweat all over his body. He was not only in pain, but also ashamed, and even more annoyed.
What's terrible is that my legs were stretched beyond the limit and the ligaments were torn. Now that I think about it, I can't get up. As long as I move a little, my calves, leg bends, inner thighs, etc. will feel heartbreaking pain.
Just exposing his underwear and putting on an ugly posture for more than 2,000 spectators to admire? What's more, the way Zi Ling'er looked at him looked a little disgusting in it? Feng Yanhui now wished that Ye Fan would kick him down.
I rolled to the bottom of the stage and didn't want to be seen.
But now, unable to move, looking at Ye Fan and the referee, I would rather die.
There was loud laughter in the audience, and those ugly girls who usually expressed their admiration for me opened their mouths wide, showing their blood-red gums and laughing.
Those classmates who were respectful to him also leaned forward and backward, holding their stomachs and slumped on their chairs.
Those teachers who were very polite to me had already let go of the principle of being a teacher and almost fell to the ground laughing.
The Taekwondo dog-headed military counselor looked around and shouted to Feng Yanhui: "Brother Hui, get up, everyone is watching!
Kill Ye Fan quickly and show everyone the wonders of Taekwondo."
Feng Yanhui pursed his lips tightly and did not even twist his neck. He was like a puppet abandoned by its owner, stiff and silent.
The Taekwondo club members finally saw the clues, and several people rushed to the stage, carefully lifted him up, and limped him under.
The referee announced that the game was suspended, and Zi Ling'er protested: "Hey, referee teacher, Feng Yanhui lost his ability to move during the game, so he should be sentenced to lose. You are unfair!"
"The referee had no choice but to ask Ye Fan for advice.
He used to be a referee in track and field sports, and he really didn't know how to deal with this situation when challenged in the ring.
Ye Fan shrugged: "Since it was an accident, let Feng Yanhui rest for a minute. If he cannot continue to compete after the time limit, he will naturally lose."
"good."
The referee quickly found the Taekwondo club and asked them to return to the competition as soon as possible.
Feng Yanhui was recovering nervously. After all, I am the winner in life, so why should I admit defeat? He broke away from the club members and climbed onto the ring with gritted teeth.
There's a throbbing pain in my legs and hips, I can't bear it!
The audience is booing, but I can’t bear it!
Ye Fan is sneering, I can’t bear it!
For Ling'er's laughter and the peace of the academy, fight, young man!
Those students who had placed heavy bets on Feng Yanhui to win were already very dissatisfied.
At first, he just spoke in a low voice, but gradually became infected by the warm atmosphere of the scene, and started shouting and cursing loudly.
Your boy claims to be invincible in the world of Taekwondo. He shouts slogans loudly, but does not work hard. He has not touched Mark even a hair. He fell a few times and is still injured now. Do you think everyone is a fool? In this way, occupying
Seventy percent of the powerful leg skills in Taekwondo were useless, so I had to switch to boxing.
"Do you only know how to hide?
!”
Feng Yanhui never touched Ye Fan from beginning to end and had already lost all his calmness.
He raised his head and roared, and the whole stadium could hear him.
"hide?"
Ye Fan suddenly stopped, turned around and came to the corner, leaned on the side rope gracefully, and also raised his voice and said loudly.
"Feng Yanhui, I originally didn't want to agree to today's boxing match.
Because Master taught us that we should not fight when dealing with ordinary people, we must fight when we face strong people, and we must fight to the death when encountering an invader! You are just an ordinary person. If you hadn’t repeatedly provoked us martial arts practitioners who learn national martial arts, I would not have accepted the challenge.
of.
Therefore, in order to avoid unnecessary damage, I only used some evasive martial arts footwork and did not fight back against you.
My master said that Taekwondo is a very good boxing technique and it is also very popular in our Xiaguo martial arts community.
However, because you have learned a little Taekwondo, you go around belittling our own country's martial arts! I don't understand, why are you doing this?
!”
As soon as these words came out, it instantly caused waves in the stadium.
From Ye Fan's words, everyone got several pieces of explosive information.
First, this challenger is not a fool who knows nothing.
He is a martial artist, and he competed with Feng Yanhui for the dignity of Xia Guo's martial arts.
Secondly, this challenger only relied on a set of martial arts footwork to defeat Feng Yanhui.
This is because he is letting off steam! If he takes the initiative, can Feng Yanhui persist for so long?
Third, Feng Yanhui looked down on Xia Guo’s martial arts! Everyone had felt this as early as when they listened to the Taekwondo he promoted, but no one pointed it out at that time. In addition, Feng Yanhui had a tough momentum, so everyone felt it.
Dare not say.
At this moment, Feng Yanhui's popularity dropped to the extreme.
Even the losers who cheered and cheered for him all lowered their heads.
I think at the beginning, some of them also advised this.
The president wants to promote Taekwondo, and everyone agrees with it, but if he belittles the national martial arts, that's a bit much, right?
Unexpectedly, this Ye Fan actually competed with the president because of this! He is really a good man!