In the live broadcast room of the video website, the commentator Zhang Hezheng was full of praise for Lin Que's attack just now:
"Looking at these three moves separately, that's all. The use of power skills is more important than the ingenuity of the moves, but the connection between them, oh, this connection, is really just right, flowing smoothly, one link after another, no trace of it.
Without giving Fang Zhirong a chance to escape, Lin Que finally gained some of the essence of Doubu's combos."
"In the end, Fang Zhirong failed to struggle and resist. Firstly, his arm was held, secondly, his joints were pressed against, and thirdly, Lin Que must have penetrated his body with corresponding force, which affected him and made him unable to exert force violently for a while.
Otherwise, how can this combo be called 'Death Tribulation'?"
"When Lin Que grabbed Fang Zhirong, everyone, pay attention to his fingers. They also showed 'hidden poisonous energy'. This should be the secret skill derived from Doubu's 'Dou Zhuan Xing Shi'. If I guessed correctly, it probably belongs to the Ji family."
Yin and Yang turn', it's risky, it's a bit risky, with Lin Que's level, it's a bit risky..."
"Lin Que finally pulled back his strength, held down his opponent like this, jumped up and hit the ground. If he didn't pull back, with Fang Zhirong's current physique, half of his life would be lost. If he was unlucky, his spine would just hit a sharp stone, then
He would probably be paralyzed..."
"Fang Zhirong is the same. Well, how should I put it? Others succeed in one move and are incoherent. He succeeds in one move and forgets to be cautious. He still wants to win too much and cares too much."
Listening to Mr. Zhang’s explanation, the barrage passed by one by one:
"Oh no, Lin Que was so cool when he grabbed someone and knocked him down!"
"It makes my blood boil!"
"The moment Fang Zhirong's back hit the ring, I got excited and burned!!"
"This is competition, this is martial arts."
"I said earlier that the one who got angry should hold it back and leave, so do I! But I support Shanbei!"
"The way Fang Zhirong hit the ground hard made me, who is familiar with romance novels, think of a word, ravaged rag doll..."
"Hey, it seems that Fang Zhirong has fallen behind. He has finally withdrawn from the competition to be the most favored person in the world."
"You can't even beat Lin Que, he's a loser!"
"Damn it, are they cracking down on match-fixing... You'll know just by looking at the odds!"
"It's useless for me to support him so much. It's really impossible to support the wall with mud!"
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The audience at the scene could not hide their disappointment. "Losing" was something that no one was happy to see. However, as supporters of the defending champion, they had experienced the test of war after war. They still restrained their emotions and sincerely expressed their support for Lin.
Que clapped, applauding him for his performance just now and for the last shot that made him secrete adrenaline.
They also tolerated Mu Jinnian's excited performance and excited shouts to the greatest extent. Yan Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, and she actually suspected that Shanbei actually didn't have many supporters, and most of the people present were invited extras.
Well, you still have a good demeanor. You can let yourself go later! She thought silently.
Amidst the applause, the students from Shanbei subconsciously turned their attention to the seats of the home team, waiting for the "king" here to pick up his "scepter" and ascend his "throne" to soothe everyone's disappointment.
He has never truly failed since entering college!
Peng Leyun cast his eyes on the ring, unzipped his clothes unhurriedly, and took off the jacket he wore in winter, revealing the martial arts uniform underneath.
Shanbei's martial arts uniform was originally pure white, which contrasted with the loose white background and black edges. This made it difficult for the audience to tell who was who during the fight, which was not conducive to broadcasting. Therefore, the defending champion showed his style and wore
Got the spare black on.
Peng Leyun was dressed in dark black, which made his skin look like white jade, with a faint glow flowing through it. His whole person's temperament became cleaner and cleaner, like a god or an immortal.
On the chest of his martial arts uniform, there are two crowns embroidered, which symbolizes that Shanbei won two national university martial arts championships two years ago, but there was no one!
Under the gaze of all the audience, Peng Leyun flicked his clothes with his backhand, retracted his thoughts, and stood up with focused eyes.
The moment he stood up, the whole place suddenly erupted, and countless voices merged into one shout:
"champion!"
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On the ring, Lin Que let go of Fang Zhirong, took two steps back, opened his mouth, and breathed in as if the air was thin. This was not only due to the heavy consumption that made him tired, but also because of the "dark poison power"
The remnants still affected his body.
"Dark Poison Power" contains toxic elements, which cannot be completely resolved and eliminated by "Huanjin Baoli" like shocks and pains. There are bound to be future troubles that need to be completely eliminated through the body's metabolism again and again. If you encounter this kind of power
Dacheng warriors are not physically strong enough, so they may need medication to truly recover.
When Lin Que didn't have to "return strength" to deal with Fang Zhirong's "bipolar rotation", he already had the idea of taking risks to resist the "dark poison energy" and use "yin and yang rotation" to surprise the enemy. The reason for this is
Because he felt that the combination of the Anbu and the Plague was cunning and poisonous, and he would get caught if he wasn't careful and lose the game helplessly. It was better to actively create opportunities and hold the victory in the palm of his hand, even if he had to pay a lot for it.
The price is not hesitant.
It is impossible to defeat an opponent like Fang Zhirong without spending money and paying the price!
Although Mr. Shi specifically told him "don't be anxious" before taking the field, Lin Que still trusted his own observation and judgment more when it came to performing on the spot.
Fang Zhirong struggled to stand up, his eyes full of anger, angry at the enemy and even more angry at himself.
If after inserting the "Dark Poison Power" into Lin Que's body, he was not overjoyed and did not intend to take the opportunity to attack again. Instead, he would dodge immediately like the ANBU's normal fighting style, keeping a distance to prevent the opponent's fierce counterattack, and wait for the poisonous blow.
If you give full play to it, there is no chance of being hurt by the unique skill of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan"!
In that case, Lin Que would not only have to expend an elixir realm burst to reduce the toxicity, but he would also be weakened to a certain extent in the future, and he would almost be sure of victory!
Regret and pain were like poisonous snakes, gnawing at Fang Zhirong's soul, causing him to ignore politeness, turn around and stumble out of the ring, the anger in his body seemed to be released at any time.
He could already imagine what kind of comments would appear on the Internet, and thinking of these, he felt even more aggrieved, regretful, angry, and painful!
When he met Peng Leyun on the way, Fang Zhirong was completely immersed in his own world and didn't notice the other person at all, or he didn't want to notice.
They passed by each other without any contact. Peng Leyun took a breath, shook off the little emotion in his heart, walked to the stone steps with a smile, and stepped onto the ring step by step. There was no external momentum, just relying on his own strength.
All kinds of auras made Lin Que subconsciously hold his breath.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree, the genius of the world has its power and power!
At the visiting team's seats, Lou Cheng, Yan Zheke and others also suddenly focused their expressions, subdued their previous joy, and became serious and silent.
He had done "Returning Strength" before, and then completed "Three Explosions in a Row". The influence of "Dark Poison Strength" still remained in his body. How much combat power did Lin Que have left, and how much power could he have to shake this world's genius?
point?
In the depressing feeling, only Old Man Shi murmured to himself: "Boy Lin is also a person who can't listen to words. Tell him not to be anxious. Tell him not to be anxious. He has to be so anxious. If Fang Zhirong hadn't been provoked by him,
After a while, he became anxious and wanted to win even more. If he was more sensible and clear-headed, he would lose... Hey, he didn’t listen to the old man’s words, hey, hey.”
He didn't suffer any loss in front of him!
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Amid the shouts of "champion" throughout the stadium, Peng Leyun and Lin Que stood on both sides of the referee, taking their respective positions.
The referee did not delay and announced loudly:
"The second game begins!"
The sound of "start" was still echoing. Just when everyone thought that Lin Que would adopt a tactic of avoiding the real and taking advantage of the weak to save his physical strength, consume Peng Leyun as much as possible, and seize the opportunity when the Cai Dan realm broke out at the critical moment, the energy and blood all over his body suddenly became stronger.
A contraction and a contraction followed by a release and expansion.
There was a bang, as if a bomb exploded under Lin Que's feet, and countless fragments flew out in all directions. His entire body turned into a high-speed heavy truck, rushing towards the sound as if chasing the sound.
If you defeat your opponent, you can close the distance between them in the blink of an eye.
But as soon as he took a step, Peng Leyun seemed to have a premonition, his energy and blood sank and condensed, his waist sat and swayed, like a cloud, it bounced out naturally and harmoniously, facing the difficulties without evading anything.
With this shot, there seemed to be an afterimage in the air. It seemed that in just an instant, Peng Leyun arrived first and got in front of Lin Que.
Boom!
He stepped on the sole of his foot and shook the arena. Lou Cheng, Li Mao and others in the visiting team's seats felt the power of a galloping horse. They saw Peng Leyun's arm swung back sharply, and then punched out like thunder piercing the sky.
Lei Bu, Form 36, "Blitz"!
Lin Que hurriedly braked his body, converting kinetic energy into strength. The muscles around his body bulged, his arms were raised, and his fists turned into cannonballs and shot out with electricity.
He knew that Peng Leyun had a "blitz attack", but he didn't expect that the other party seemed to have predicted in advance that he would sink the boat!
Boom!
The "meteor" exploded, and the air flow turned into waves and flooded Peng Leyun, but the fist of this proud man broke up the shock wave, passed through the strong wind, and collided with Lin Que's right fist.
The muffled sound was covered up by the sound of the explosion. Lin Que leaned back, as if he couldn't bear it anymore and was about to fall back, but he "cold on harder" again, returned his energy and blood, controlled his center of gravity, stabilized his stance, and stepped out of the left
Feet, one pedal and one plow.
Almost at the same moment, Peng Leyun held the pill in his abdomen, expanded his right leg, and sent a dark force down from the sole of his foot.
puff!
There was a muffled sound inside the arena, but the blue bricks did not crack!
Lin Que's "earth cracking" was resolved in an understatement!
Peng Leyun took advantage of the rebound, raised his body, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the enemy's shoulders.
Lin Que felt a sting in his shoulder and hurriedly raised his arm, trying to parry. At this moment, Peng Leyun's big muscles stood out, like dragons, showing a full sense of strength. However, in response to this, he swung his back.
, he dodged behind the opponent smoothly, and the grasping position of his hands did not change, but the path he came from was dragged into an arc, no longer the same, and he just avoided the obstacle.
Peng Leyun pressed down with both hands and clasped his fingers together. Lin Que's body was immediately paralyzed and he froze there, almost collapsing.
The referee raised his right hand and shouted loudly:
"Win the second round!"
With exactly three moves, Peng Leyun wins!
Lin Que slowed down, turned around, looked at his opponent who was calm and composed with complicated eyes, and said in a low voice:
"Thanks."
Thank you for not taking it lightly and going all out!
Peng Leyun smiled and nodded, not looking like he had just played a game.
At the visiting team's seat, Lou Cheng exhaled and took off his coat.
Scenes of these more than four months of hard training and related discussions with Yan Zheke flashed in his mind.