With this goal, the game had to restart with a scramble for the ball. The players from the two teams returned to their positions and got into position... At the sound of the new referee's bell, the players from the two teams rushed into action, like two groups of reds.
Like a blinded beast.
Zhao Zheng took the lead and ran at the front. He was the first to grab the ball and gained an advantage for himself. Because the Fire Dragons had just lost a point, he was a little anxious. After grabbing the ball, he did not pass it to others.
, but he rushed forward with the ball alone.
The front arrow array uses several people as vanguards to form a line. These people form a powerful offensive force, and there are gaps on both sides, making it easy to attack.
Zhao Zheng avoided his sharp edge and drove the ball straight in from the north to the east formation. When he was halfway through, he encountered a group of people from the Linghu team who were responsible for the defense. There were six people in total.
He used Luo Yanbu Qinggong, avoided the attacks of these people with clever body skills, and dodged four people one after another. These four people didn't even touch the corners of Zhao Zheng's clothes, they just pounced on the residual pieces left by Zhao Zheng.
It's just a shadow. Zhao Zheng rushed to the backcourt of the Western formation, saw the opportunity, and volleyed the ball straight to the goal with a powerful and heavy shot.
But just when the ball was about to hit the ring, a big hand stretched out from nowhere and blocked the ball halfway. It intercepted the ball and stopped it. This was it.
The Linghu team blocked the ball. He put the ball under his feet, hid his right hand behind his back, and moved it secretly twice to relieve the severe pain in his palm. The ball just now was so powerful that it had hit the palm of his hand.
Red.
A trace of disappointment flashed across Zhao Zheng's face, and he immediately cheered up and stared at the blocker's eyes to judge the direction of the opponent's kick.
The blocker looked at the position of the ball heads on his own side and kicked the ball out. The ball landed next to the ball heads along a straight path and was blocked by one of them with his chest.
The Linghu team started fighting. The two sides came and went, competing for the ball. Basically every short while, the ball would fall at the feet of different teams. In the process of this competition, time
Slowly passing by, getting closer and closer to the end of the game.
Two quarters of an hour into the game, the Linghu team once again grabbed the ball and kicked it out from a long distance. Most of the members of the Fire Dragon team were too far away from the ball.
He could only rely on Du Wan, who was standing in front of his eyes, to stop him. He flew up, but he jumped a little early and missed. When he fell, the ball had already penetrated the ring of his eyes.
Linghu team scored another point.
Counting this point, the Linghu team has already scored two points and has a huge advantage.
Zhao Zheng witnessed with his own eyes the whole process of the ball from flying out to scoring. In his opinion, the ball was easy to catch. It did not have much force and the angle was not so tricky. Du Wan failed to catch it.
It was really below the standard. Combining these two missed goals, he finally confirmed one thing. Du Wan was obviously not working hard and was not competing well at all!
Maybe Du Wan caught too many balls in the last game and was a little tired, so he was lazy.
It may also be that Du Wan took advantage of Xia Bafeng and deliberately undermined the Fire Dragon Team.
If this is just an ordinary game, that's fine. Zhao Zhengshang can bear it. But behind this game is a bet that he cannot afford to fail. If he loses, he will have to pay a price that he cannot bear. He must not allow it.
If that happens, since it is not allowed, we have to find a way to change the situation.
Zhao Zhenghan walked towards Dongzhen's eyes with a sullen face and stared at Du Wan with cold eyes. The latter quickly noticed his gaze and showed a strange expression. His eyes moved angrily, and he was a little afraid to face him directly.
That formidable look. Seeing Du Wan's guilty conscience, he strengthened his suspicion.
"Elder Du, you are probably a little tired, so your strength has declined and you have conceded two goals in a row. I hope that in the next game, you can continue your efforts and not let this happen again. To be honest, this game is very important to me.
I am very important. Xia Bafeng and I made a private bet on this game, and we each placed a very important prize. If the Fire Dragons lose this game because of you, I will pay
I will definitely try my best to get the 50,000 taels of silver I gave you back from you. If I find out about other more bad things, I'm afraid I won't just get the money back, but I hope you can take care of yourself.
." Zhao Zheng said coldly, his eyes shot out two cold gazes, nailing Du Wan's body like sharp swords.
Du Wan's expression changed again, becoming even uglier than before, because Zhao Zheng hit the nail on the head and spoke to his heart. He had previously accepted Xia Bafeng's 80,000 taels of silver and promised to help secretly in the competition.
, deliberately lost a few goals, and for each lost ball, Xia Bafeng would give him an additional 10,000 taels of silver after the game. Just now he deliberately lost two goals, and he had already earned himself an extra 20,000 taels of silver.
This was not a small amount for him. But now that Zhao Zheng had exposed this matter, it made him somewhat panicked.
Zhao Zheng is a very popular figure in the Taishan sect recently. It is said that he has made several great achievements and has a sworn relationship with the second master of Zhujian Villa. He is someone who cannot afford to offend. Although Du Wan is as powerful as Zhao Zheng, he is unwilling to do so.
Angry Zhao Zheng and brought trouble to himself.
Du Wan rolled his eyes and decided to give it up as soon as possible, so as not to offend him. Anyway, he had helped the Linghu team win two points, and he had completed his task, which was enough to explain to Xia Bafeng. The next game was completely fine.
He fought with all his strength and stopped all the balls. He made up his mind and said with a smile: "Elder Zhao, I was a little careless just now, and I will definitely not be the next one. You can rest assured, I promise to
During the game, he blocked all the opponent's kicks without missing a single one."
"That's very good." After hearing this, Zhao Zheng's face softened a little, and he turned back to his own formation and began to prepare for the next round of grabbing the ball.
Now the Fire Dragons have lost two goals in a row, and only about half of the game time is left. The situation is quite unfavorable. Du Wan has just made a guarantee that in the next game, they should not dare to let go anymore. The rear basically has no worries. The next question
, is how to turn defeat into victory.
Zhao Zheng thought for a while and came up with a very violent method. This method was a bit too radical and would offend some people. But now, it can only be used as a doctor.
"This game is too important to me. I have to win, so don't blame me." Zhao Zheng muttered secretly in his heart, with a fierce look in his eyes, and the Dantian in his lower abdomen accelerated, causing a burning wave.
The feeling, at an extremely fast speed, instilled internal energy into his whole body, filling his body with surging power.
"Ring ring ring..."
The bell rang, and at the first ring, Zhao Zheng rushed out like a sharp arrow and stepped on the ball under his feet. This time, he did not pass the ball to others, nor did he take the ball with him.
Instead of fighting for it, he stood on the spot with the ball in his hand, waiting for the people from Team Linghu to come forward and snatch it.
As long as the person who captures the ball can fight against the opponent, Zhao Zheng needs this privilege. He looked at the people on the other side who were rushing over, and set up the starting position of the grappling boxing technique. Several people on the same team
He was called to pass the ball, but he turned a deaf ear and ignored it.
The first enemy rushed over. He was the fastest in the Linghu team and had the highest cultivation level. When he saw that Zhao Zheng dared to step on the ball without moving, his eyes froze, he raised his hands into palms, and made a move
He opened the monument with one palm and hit Zhao Zheng on the head fiercely.
Zhao Zheng responded calmly, struck first and reached out first. He stretched out his claw-shaped hand, bypassed the opponent's falling palm, pinched the opponent's wrist from above, and used the momentum of the opponent's fall to nudge him with a little force.
This palm was deflected to the other side. The force he used to resolve this move was very small, which was in line with the martial arts' secret of moving a thousand pounds in four ounces.
Pushing away the palm, he punched out his clenched fist and used about 50% of his strength to hit the opponent's arm with a punch, causing the joints of the arm to dislocate and making a crunching sound. He pursued the victory,
He lowered his body and punched the opponent's legs and feet twice more, missing the other two joints, and then kicked the opponent away with a flying kick.
In just one encounter, this sixth-level warrior was hit by Zhao Zheng and had three joints dislocated, and was knocked away to another place!
This extremely straightforward confrontation shocked the surrounding audience, and even cast doubt on Zhao Zheng's true cultivation. They suspected that Zhao Zheng was not a sixth-level heavenly warrior, but a seventh-level heavenly warrior!
The unlucky guy who was beaten let out a painful scream. He was so seriously injured that he could no longer continue to participate in the competition. The competition was terminated, and everyone carried the injured out of Jucheng and replaced him with another
A substitute player came on the field. After the confrontation just now, the people of the Linghu team further realized Zhao Zheng's fierce strength. The eyes of everyone looking at Zhao Zheng changed to varying degrees, and there was a faint trace of unconcealable fear.
Fear!
The game resumes and the bell rings.
Zhao Zheng was once again the first to step on the ball, then stopped there and showed the starting position of the grappling boxing technique. One hand became a fist and the other became a claw. He whispered majestically: "Next one."
After hearing this, the people from the Linghu Team realized that Zhao Zheng wanted to repeat his old trick and use brute force to defeat one of their team members in order to weaken their strength. Several ball heads couldn't help but feel angry.
Several people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then the three of them rushed towards Zhao Zheng side by side, intending to bully the many and defeat Zhao Zheng, and avenge the team member just now.
Zhao Zheng stepped on the ball. He was the only one who could attack the people from the Linghu team. Even if the other members of the Fire Dragon team wanted to help, they could only stare. Several people warned Zhao Zheng and asked him to pass the ball to others, so as not to
It was a loss. But Zhao Zheng still refused to listen and continued to control the ball.
The three troops who rushed towards him were all sixth-level heavenly warriors. They were so fast that they rushed in front of Zhao Zheng in the blink of an eye. They each used their sharp fists and kicks to blast Zhao Zheng out unceremoniously. They wished they could kill him.
Zhao Zheng was defeated with one move. But when their fists and kicks came down, they all missed and they couldn't hit anything!
Zhao Zheng, who was standing there, disappeared like a ghost. When he reappeared, he had already circled behind one of the Linghu team's ball heads.
Eight-armed fist, double wind blowing through the ears!
Zhao showed a stern look on his face and displayed his not very proficient Eight-Armed Fist Kung Fu. He danced a pair of iron fists and struck the man's ears from behind. He was down to ten levels with one force, even though he was not too skilled in this boxing technique.
With a lot of effort, as long as the strength and speed reach a certain level, you can exert considerable power even if you imitate a cat.
Hearing a muffled sound, the member of the Spirit Fox Team was hit in both ears, with a force that penetrated his head. He was immediately knocked unconscious and blood flowed from both ears.
With one move, and again with just one move, Zhao Zheng knocked the Linghu team's ball head to the ground, and dealt such a cruel blow that the man could no longer continue the game.
"I'm offended." Zhao Zheng slowly retracted his fists and looked at the other two heads of the Linghu team. The two men looked at him and their faces turned a little pale.
If during a normal game, there are some bumps and bruises that cause a player to be kicked off the field, there is nothing wrong with that. It is really normal. But to blatantly knock someone to the ground like this is a little unreasonable. This is a Cuju game after all.
, rather than competing on the same stage.
Everyone in the Linghu team got angry and questioned Zhao Zheng and asked the referee for his opinion. Even the people in the Fire Dragon team felt a little guilty. After all, they were all from the same sect. They also sent messages to Zhao Zheng one after another, asking him to
It's getting more restrained.
In the face of questioning and warnings, Zhao Zheng remained unmoved and was still determined to use this violent method to win the game. He was also unwilling to use such an extreme method to win. Xia Bafeng forced him to do everything.
Yes, he had no choice at all. He couldn't watch this game lose and then kneel before the grave of a person like Wang Meng.
Since Zhao moved his hands when there was a ball at his feet, he did not violate any rules, so the referee could only acquiesce.
Another person was carried off and replaced with another substitute. Four people from the Linghu team were substituted off the field intermittently. This was the last substitute. If another person was defeated, there would be no substitute.
You can continue playing with the remaining people.
Seeing this scene, Xia Bafeng could no longer sit still. He stood up from his original position and stared at Jucheng with an anxious look on his face. He never expected that Zhao Zheng would use such an extreme method to compete.
, if this continues, the situation will not be good for him.
As the bell rang, Zhao Zheng took away the ball again, and he still stepped on the ball just like the previous two times, waiting for the people from the Linghu team to come to the door.
However, the people of the Linghu Team already knew how powerful they were. No one dared to rush forward and seek death. Instead, they collectively adopted a defensive strategy and simply set up a turtle formation. Everyone gathered together and firmly guarded the west formation.
With so many of them put together, even if Zhao Zheng had the power to reach heaven and earth, he would not be able to do anything to them.
Zhao Zheng was a little surprised. He didn't expect the people from Team Linghu to be afraid so quickly. He rolled his eyes, thought about it, and slowly walked towards the west formation alone with the ball. He did not go towards the large group of people, but
He walked towards the open space on one side. If those people refused to come over, he could drive straight in and shoot the ball directly into the eye from behind.
The members of Team Linghu looked at each other, and the leaders used sound transmission to communicate. They couldn't just watch Zhao Zheng shoot the ball into the eye, and in the end they had to work together to rush towards Zhao Zheng.
Together, this group of people is more powerful than before. However, this group of people has a fatal weakness. They have different levels of strength, good and bad. It is inevitable that there will be differences in speed. The first few people run faster, and the rest of them run faster.
Falling behind. In this way, Zhao Zheng only faced the one or two people closest to him.
Zhao Zheng secretly thought that it was a good idea, and once again used grappling boxing techniques to fight against the enemy. He split two moves with the man who took the lead, and then used a clever move to punch the opponent hard on the lower abdomen and send him flying. At this time, another person also
When the attack came, he simply caught up with him and neatly dealt with this person, knocking him down with a heavy hand.
This time, the Linghu team was more brutal than the previous two. Two people fell down at once. Both of them were seriously injured and could no longer participate in the game.
After losing four masters in a row, there are only two sixth-level warriors left in Team Linghu. The rest are warriors from fifth-level or even lower levels. Their strength has dropped significantly. Since Team Linghu has sent out all the substitutes,
, no one can replace the two people who were just defeated, making them at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.
Seeing this scene, Xia Bafeng was completely desperate. His eyes twitched and his face turned the color of bitter melon.
Under such a huge disparity, it would be unreasonable for the Fire Dragons to lose again. In the next game, Zhao Zheng led the team to launch a fierce attack, scoring a goal almost every short period of time.
They quickly equalized the score and then started to take the lead. By the time the game was over, the Fire Dragons had scored six points, far ahead of the Spirit Foxes, and won the victory in an extremely violent way.
Many people couldn't stand Zhao Zheng's actions, but they couldn't blame him, let alone change the outcome of the game.
Leader Jintai stood up and announced the victory of the Fire Dragon Team and commended them in person. He only implicitly reminded Zhao Zheng that he should live in harmony with his fellow sect members in the future.
If Zhao Zheng had not been forced to panic, he would not have wanted to injure so many people at once, so he humbly agreed immediately and promised to restrain himself in the future. This Cuju competition was completely over.
After walking out of Jucheng, Zhao Zheng glanced around and landed on Xia Bafeng, who had an extremely ugly face. He said unceremoniously: "Guyaju is mine. I'll move your things away overnight. I'll do it tomorrow."
You have to live in it.”
Xia Bafeng gritted his teeth, but had nothing to say, and then nodded helplessly. In this game, he could be said to have lost his wife and lost his troops. He spent a lot of money and favors, but ended up with such a disastrous end.
