Chapter two hundred and eighteen draw the sword and break the water
In the stands, Li Liantong still had a bit of reserve and restraint, but when she saw Lou Cheng and Lin Que's group filing out of the home team's locker room, and heard the sound of small speakers suddenly ringing around them, she was instantly ignited.
With the enthusiasm hidden everywhere, the nearby audience raised their hands, waved them back and forth, and shouted rhythmically:
"Song Da Song Da!"
"Come on Songda!"
Zong Yanru and Shi Xiangyang were a little stunned when they saw their roommate's selfless behavior. They couldn't believe that this was the dirty Tong they knew. No matter whether she was quiet on the outside or dirty on the inside, she was very different from her current appearance.
But when the announcer began to read out the names of the main members and substitutes of the Songda Martial Arts Club, and when Li Liantong and other audiences responded in an echo-like way, they also felt that something was stirring in their hearts, and they were eager to vent something.
, I want to blend into this crazy but intoxicating atmosphere.
Unknowingly, they also shouted out. Although they were not as crazy as Li Liantong due to their different personalities and habits, they still retained a bit of reserve, but they also turned their voices into droplets of water in the wave.
:
"Lin Que!"
"Loucheng!"
Wu Qian and Zhang Jingye were shouting along with Cai Zongming and others, while Fan Yanxi held a small trumpet and played it to her heart's content. Under her quiet appearance, her face was flushed and her eyes were full of enthusiasm.
Amidst such a roar and tsunami, the referee stepped onto the ring, looked at both sides, and made the final confirmation.
He took a breath and let his words penetrate the noise without using a loudspeaker, resounding in every corner of the venue:
"Songcheng Division Quarterfinals Knockout Round, Songcheng University Martial Arts Club vs. Donglin Team."
"First game, Lin Que vs. Zhuo Yanjun!"
Lin Que suddenly stood up and did not go directly to the ring. Instead, he crossed Li Maoyan Zheke, came to Lou Cheng, and stretched out his right hand.
Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, stretched out his hand, and struck Lin Que:
"come on!"
Lin Que nodded slightly, turned around, took steps, and stepped onto the ring.
Zhuo Yanjun was already standing there, as straight as a tree.
She closed her eyes, happy that she was still in the world of martial arts and could still get on the stage.
The enemy on the opposite side is difficult to deal with. He was so exhausted last time that he was shocked. Now that they meet again, I believe everyone is sure that he can win. It just depends on the specific consumption.
However, I don’t think so. I have also trained step by step to achieve a strong professional ninth level. There is a gap between the quasi-dan realm, but it will not be so big that it cannot be made up. The hope is slim, but it does not mean that there is not!
This is not because Zhuo Yanjun is blindly arrogant, but because she believes that when encountering a strong enemy, she can achieve the intended goal better with the mentality of "fighting" than with the mentality of "striving for stability and consumption".
There must be room for retreat even if you take a step back and seek the next best thing. If you don't take "winning" as your motivation, how can you take a step back and seek to "consume your opponent"?
When Zhuo Yanjun was about to sort out his thoughts, the referee raised his right hand and spoke seriously:
"Three minutes for conversation."
Zhuo Yanjun knew that Lin Que was a silent person who couldn't beat him with three sticks, so he didn't waste his words. He simply closed his eyes and thought about his thoughts and corresponding fighting methods for the last time.
In the live broadcast room of Songcheng TV Station, Fang Juexiao laughed and said:
"Represented by Lin Que, Songda Martial Arts Club doesn't seem to have any martial artists who are good at talking and kung fu. It's difficult to interpret interesting scolding battles when broadcasting their matches."
He was able to gradually become the host of martial arts competitions on Songcheng TV station. A large part of the reason is that he is versatile and can even understand lip reading!
Gan Le smiled and shook his head: "Don't you look at where people come from? If they were good at swearing, they would have been dealt with by the school long ago. As college students, their quality will definitely be higher."
"Lao Gan, you have been away from normal society for too long. You use the Internet more when you have time. Now some college students are better at swearing than you. And I only said that I am good at talking, not that I am good at swearing. Debating is also one of them.
." Fang Juexiao tried his best to liven up the atmosphere while Lin Que and Zhuo Yanjun were "standing dumb".
As for the analysis of the outcome of this game, they have discussed it before and their views are quite unified. Both sides have opportunities and it all depends on their on-the-spot performance.
While Fang Juexiao and Gan Le were discussing the art of talking, Cai Zongming looked at Lin Que on the stage, feeling the enthusiasm around him, and felt longing for him again.
If I were standing there, I would be as handsome as him and I wouldn't waste these three minutes!
On the ring, the referee looked at the electronic clock, counted a few times silently, raised his right hand high again, and shouted loudly:
"start!"
The sound of the announcement was still reverberating, but a series of thunderous sounds suddenly came from Lin Que's body, like the buzz of a motorcycle rushing out, like the puff of exhaust before a car drove, which made Zhuo Yanjun suddenly
I thought of a sentence contained in "Fei Liu Quan", and the storm was about to come.
Mountains and rain are coming, and the wind is already filling the building!
This is a sign that the muscles, bones, fascia and internal organs of Lin Que's body are accumulating strength. This is a symbol that the body training has broken through the limit. This shows that he really only has twenty or thirty days before the Dan realm.
!
In the reverberation of that sound, Lin Que suddenly rushed out, as fast as a meteor, and in an instant the distance between the two people was wiped out by more than five meters. The approach was menacing and astonishingly powerful.
Although Zhuo Yanjun had the idea of "fighting" to win, and wanted to attack from the beginning and put herself first, she still did not dare to engage in a head-on duel when faced with Lin Que, whose momentum reached its peak in an instant.
However, she cannot retreat. In this kind of confrontation, once she gives way, the opponent will be aggressive and press forward continuously, putting herself at a complete disadvantage. If she tries to regain the situation, she will get half the result with twice the effort.
As her thoughts turned, she, who was experienced in the arena, made a sliding step to the left, as if she wanted to avoid the frontal attack and attack her opponent from the side.
As soon as she moved, Lin Que's center of gravity swayed, and his body changed direction strangely at high speed, without any feeling of difficulty.
Seeing that the muscles in his opponent's right arm were already bulging, Zhuo Yanjun's spine bounced exaggeratedly, the muscles in his back bulged, and he forcibly pulled his body back.
She wasn't trying to dodge just now, but she was trying to use it to kill Lin Que's momentum!
As soon as her center of gravity returned, she pushed her feet inward, and the right hand that had been pressing on the left side of her waist was withdrawn with the sound of breaking green bricks. It was like a sword rushed out of the box, turned into a sword, and illuminated the whole room.
, is sharp enough to kill someone.
Xuanshui Sword Technique, "Draw the sword to cut off the water"!
This move was created by the founder of the "Wen Sheng Sect" after he understood the secret knowledge of the Water Department, traveled to Japan at that time, and challenged the strong swordsmen. He combined the local sword drawing skills with his own swordsmanship and took the best of both worlds.
, abandon the shortcomings of both sides.
Zhuo Yanjun used a special force-generating technique to turn his back, drive his right arm, and quickly, fiercely and sharply slash the palm knife from bottom to Lin Que's side, which was a bit earth-shattering.
I came here not to consume you, but to win!
I will try my best and make no reservations!
Lin Que's body suddenly paused, his momentum tightened and then released, he clenched his fist with his left hand, blasted the air with a hammer blow, and struck Zhuo Yanjun's "long sword" fiercely within a very small range.
Bang!
Lin Que's left arm flicked involuntarily, and was opened by the force of "drawing the sword to cut off the water", while Zhuo Yanjun's body swayed, and his right hand followed suit.
At this moment, she stepped back, not using force, but borrowing it, and fiercely rushed forward amidst the clicking sound, straightening her back, raising her left arm high, "severing the Huashan Mountain alone"!
She knew that Lin Que's shock fist was different from Lou Cheng's. It was faster and faster, so she couldn't give him any space.
In the fight just now, Lin Que borrowed a little strength with the "Yin Yang Turn". Following the bounce of his left arm, he had already turned his body. At this time, he raised his right hand up to block the attack steadily.
Bang!
As soon as Zhuo Yanjun's palm knife struck Lin Que's arm, her arm muscles swelled strangely, holding up her martial arts uniform and completing the long-awaited second move.
With this power, her left palm was like a knife, and she was about to slash down, using her "yin energy" to severely damage the muscles, fascia and blood vessels under Lin Que's skin. As a result, it would take at least a month for him to recover.
Xuanshui's ultimate swordsmanship move, "Two Waves of Yin and Yang"!
Splitting is yang, cutting is yin. The yang force hurts the bones, and the yin force attacks the flesh!
At this critical moment, Lin Que's face suddenly turned red, his temples suddenly bulged, and the muscles in his right arm swelled outwards, gaining strength and offsetting Zhuo Yanjun's "yin energy".
The veins on the back of his palms bulged out, as if they were getting bigger!
After swelling, Lin Que first pulled his arm back, and then flicked it out, shaking Zhuo Yanjun's palm knife out. He then bounced his back, bent forward, and turned from defense to offense.
Zhuo Yanjun had no time to adjust herself, so she had to keep retreating. She saw Lin Que getting closer and closer, saw his temples bulging, and was about to deliver a fierce punch with his left arm.
She gritted her teeth and followed Hou Yue's example. When Lin Que waved his fist, she squatted down and clasped her left hand behind her back.
At this moment, Lin Que's body trembled, and the left fist he punched suddenly swung back, using his back as a fulcrum, he ejected his right leg.
Snap!
The instep of his right foot stiffened and the air was broken by the kick.
Zhuo Yanjun hurriedly raised her left hand and placed it beside her, blocking Lin Que's leg despite her unstable center of gravity.
Bang! Her body swayed, but she didn't control it and pounced to the right.
Lin Que's whole body's energy and blood shrank suddenly, he hugged him into a ball, and then let it erupt instantly.
boom!
Rushing with strength, Lin Que crushed the bricks and threw himself out. He bullied Zhuo Yanjun before she could regain her balance. He swelled his temples, quickly swung his arms, and fired a "Meteor Power".
Zhuo Yanjun no longer had time to dodge, so she took a quick breath, barely raised her arms, and stepped forward to block.
Bang!
She only felt that she had been hit by a bomb, and every bone was shaking. Even her muscles and fascia were trembling. In addition, her center of gravity was already unstable, and she fell directly on her back. She had no ability to squirm her abdominal muscles to say "Humph."
"sound" in order to counteract the vibration.
Lin Que reached forward, but without attacking with his right hand, he took her arm and helped her back upright.
At this time, the referee loudly announced:
"In the first game, Lin Que wins!" (To be continued.)