Xiao Kelong's knees bent and he knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound.
The energy flowed out along his internal organs, seven orifices and eight meridians, and it went crazy like a bubble, and finally stopped completely at this moment.
Nachai was lying in the pit left by repeated blows more than ten times. His body was covered with sand and blood, and he looked as if he had been dug out of the pit.
"Ten, nine, eight..." The referee calculated the reading carefully, and when he read "two", the guessing finger suddenly began to tremble.
The gray-black soles of his feet suddenly stretched out and kicked Xiao Kelong on the forehead. The kneeling figure of Xiao Kelong immediately staggered to the side.
"This..." The referee had already said that he would judge Xiao Kelong as the winner, but he didn't expect this black boy from a foreign country to get up again.
Na Guai's hands were caught in the broken bricks, and he almost used the strength of his two forearms to lift his upper body, but he still could not completely climb out of the pit. In the end, he had to use his hands instead of his elbows to grind his upper body with his two forearms.
He leaned on his cracked elbow and slowly wriggled to the edge of the crack.
The situation reversed in an instant. Xiao Kelong, who could at least keep himself "upright", was kicked over, while Na Guai, who was regarded as a rice pounder, was still able to move...
"Ten, nine..." The reading sound stopped abruptly when it reached eight. Xiao Kelong, who was lying crookedly on the ground, jumped up again as if he had been given blood. "Bang, bang," he punched twice.
Every punch hit Nacai's lower abdomen, and Nacai's whole body was shaken.
Not to be outdone, Na Guai stretched out his leg gently, like a breeze sweeping away rotten leaves, and knocked Xiao Kelong to the ground. Then he turned over and rode on the opponent's head. He also responded with two punches exactly as they were.
Xiao Kelong's face.
Xiao Kelong raised his hand and pressed Nacai's chest. He used force several times in succession before he successfully pushed Nacai away. But after that, there was nothing more. The two of them were lying together in an awkward position, and they were back to each other.
The state of being unable to move.
The referee couldn't help but wonder whether he should start reading - who knows if these two guys will cause any trouble at the end of the reading? If he doesn't start reading, when will it be over? But if he starts reading,
So who wins?
But this is the last game after all, why does anyone care whether the readings are reading or not?
Fight! Fight until the sky collapses and the earth collapses, until the waves are smoothed, and until the mountains are knocked down!
Whoever wins will be the young phoenix who is better than the old phoenix, and whoever wins will be able to lead the martial arts scene for decades more!
Nachai slowly pushed his body up and spit out a small piece of rotten meat from his mouth. God knows what part of his organ it was. Anyway, he didn't even care about it. Nacai grabbed it tremblingly.
He picked up Xiao Kelong's broken right arm and suddenly pressed his knees on the opponent's chest. Several red streams swam out from the gaps between Xiao Kelong's teeth like small snakes several inches long, and then dragged Xiao Kelong backwards.
His body walked towards the edge of the ring.
Na Guai was seriously injured, but he still had some physical strength left, so it was not surprising that he stood up again after adapting to the pain. It took all his strength to lift one of Xiao Kelong's legs and pinch it.
Under his own armpit, he then dragged the opponent's body backwards and staggered forward.
He walked very slowly, but Xiao Kelong let the other party manipulate him as if he had no reaction.
"It's time to decide the winner..." The same thought arose in everyone's mind.
The length of this game made everyone feel that it was time to end. Whether it was the Jinghong Sect, the Everlasting Alliance or the more complicated forces behind them, they all had a mentality of "let it end quickly" - they had already reached this point.
At this point, it’s not surprising no matter who wins.
"Xiao Kelong is going to lose." Wei Kui looked at He Nan. His tone did not sound like he was describing an objective thing that was about to happen, but more like reminding He Nan to pay attention to the situation on the field.
"Do you want me to think of countermeasures? Or do you simply want to tell me the results?" He Nan yawned, seeming to have no interest in it at all.
"They are all there..." Wei Kui raised his head and looked at the field. He guessed that there were still about three or four steps before he could throw Xiao Kelong off the ring. "But it seems that it can't change the result..."
"Yes...it really can't be changed." He Nan smiled: "From a certain moment on, the result is destined."
"I am mentally prepared for every outcome, especially failure."
"But now it seems...it doesn't seem to be of use anymore."
While He Nan and Wei Kui were talking, Na Guai also took the next step.
"Huh?" This was the voice of the audience.
"Huh?!" This was Nachai's surprise.
"Ah!!" This was the reaction of the referee closest to the ring.
A very outrageous situation suddenly occurred at this moment, which can even be said to be an earth-shattering change.
When Na Guai was still three steps away from the edge of the ring, his kick fell into the air.
Of course, the arena is flat, and it's not like walking up stairs. Since it's flat ground, how can we say "stepping on the ground"?
Just where Guai landed, the arena that was more than half a foot high suddenly collapsed, or "fallen apart." Starting from the surface of the arena, deep cracks spread to the foundation stone in an instant, and with it the entire square.
About one-sixth of the square surface of the arena was disintegrated and shattered.
In other words, the crack originated from the base first, from bottom to top, and was not exposed to everyone until it stepped on the already shaky part.
Broken bricks and rocks rolled down, like a dike bursting to release floods, turbid waves emptying, like mud flowing into waves, and dragons walking on the top of the mountain.
"Is this the legendary 'downfall'?" He Nan stretched out the five fingers of his right hand in an exaggerated manner and put it in front of his mouth, but no matter how he looked at it, there was a sense of yin and yang. The reaction of Na Guai was so fast, really.
As expected of someone practicing defensive skills, when he stepped down and felt a slippery slope, he let go of Xiao Kelong's thigh that was held under his ribs, and when he fell down, he still grabbed a corner of the edge of the ring.
Xiao Kelong's purpose of throwing Na Gui to the ground and beating him again and again was not only to determine the winner immediately, but also to create such an "unexpected" back-up move. The entire structure of the arena was violently destroyed by Xiao Kelong.
The situation is in danger, and if Na Guess still has the energy to spare, then wait for him to step into a well-designed trap.
Although "carefully designed" and "Xiao Kelong" are put together in one sentence, it always feels a little weird. But if people outside the field have planned this for a long time, it seems too variable, or simply regard it as a
A coincidence, nothing more.
However, Guess he hasn’t lost yet! Because the rules of the Young Heroes Club clearly state that he will lose only if he “falls off the ring”. His current “hanging” state is indeed difficult to define, so he took advantage of the fact that everyone hadn’t reacted yet.
When he came over, Nachai quickly climbed up using his hands and feet.
But as an opponent, will Xiao Kelong give you a chance to climb up?
This unruly geek struggled to stand up. This was his last chance to win. He had to seize it...
Xiao Kelong pried open the fingers that were dug into the bricks.
…………
The new leader was born.
Although the leader of the Young Heroes Association does not need to issue any certificate of honor, he can get some real benefits - such as a martial arts secret book from the three teachings' library or a magic weapon, Yan Chunlai's proud swords
It was at that time that the Fuyao Sect and the Xumi Temple each sponsored one.
Master Baoxiang, as always, took the stage to congratulate as a representative of the three religions. Xiao Kelong could barely stand with the help of the referee and Zhao Chenjun - it's not the same thing if you lie down while others are talking, right?
Just like the opening, there is no special ceremony for the closing of the Young Heroes Association. There is nothing except announcing and encouraging the new champions and notifying all comrades of the specific time when the World Heroes Association will be held.
However, it is worth mentioning that the original date of the World Heroes Meeting may have to be postponed for a day or two - after all, the arena has been damaged and needs to be renovated. However, this is not the first time that the venue has been renovated.
, it just happened for the first time between two conferences.
When being helped out of the ring, Xiao Kelong suddenly raised his arm, and his eyes, which were bruised and swollen from the guessing blow, were also struggling to open at the same time, as if looking for traces of someone.
His left fist was aimed in one direction, then his thumb slowly opened, and finally he twisted it underneath.
"This kid..." Wei Wei bared his teeth and smiled angrily.
Of course Xiao Kelong's gesture was for Wei Kui to see, and the meaning behind it represented...
