Step by step as he stepped onto the stage, Li Mao had already decided on his strategy for the next fight, which was to deal with Gao Shengli, a top-notch ninth-level man who cultivated the natural brute strength of the iron cloth shirt, and did not consider the possibility of "returning the strength to hold on".
At this critical moment, he should be unlikely to waste any more Dan Realm bursts. .
If the mind is determined, the action will be steady. The more Li Mao walked, the more confident he became. When he stood opposite Gao Shengli, he even had a desire to fight and win!
No warrior likes to taste failure!
The referee glanced left and right, raised his right hand calmly and waved it down lightly:
"start!"
Li Mao arched his back and suddenly straightened up. With the force of a snow mountain collapsing, Li Mao pounced on Gao Shengli powerfully and swiftly, without any sense of being a weakling.
Well done! Gao Shengli secretly shouted, without dodging or avoiding, he stepped forward to greet me, his body stretched and his muscles outlined, like half a black iron tower!
Since I was successful in Tiebushan, my favorite thing is the close combat with fists and fists. In this case, as long as the opponent does not simplify the outer gang, even the seventh grade will have to kneel down!
Bang! As soon as he got closer, Li Mao suddenly swung his waist, pulled back his right arm, and rushed out with his fist, heading straight for the bridge of his opponent's nose.
No matter how powerful the iron cloth shirt is, the head will still be a problem. After all, it is not the iron head skill!
When Gao Shengli saw this, his shoulders were strong, his left arm was loaded, and he held it casually in front of his face. He did not stop, just like a soldier charging under artillery fire, sliding close and ready to use his whip legs to fight attack.
, fight danger with danger!
Li Mao's spine rose and fell, and the strength of his right fist was lost. He forced his body to move to the side.
The most important thing when fighting against the "Jiujiu" who cultivates iron cloth shirts is to be patient. You can't think about becoming fat in one go, so as to avoid falling into chaos. Wait until a real opportunity arises, and then fight with the spirit of daring to fight.
Go get it!
Bang bang bang bang! Li Mao kept changing his position and launched attacks on Gao Shengli's eyes, ears, nose, mouth, temples, throat, waist and lower vagina and other vital parts. His fists were ringing and his legs were like whips.
But as long as the opponent parries, launches a counterattack, or twists his waist and hips to force a strong attack from a non-vital position, he will get out in time, not greedy for success, not aggressive, and not entangled.
This battle lasted for a while, and the physical strength of High Victory, who had conservative ideas, slowly but resolutely declined, but he still could not find a chance to defeat the enemy.
Li Mao's fatigue also began to accumulate, but he remained calm and observed his opponent carefully during the fight. When he noticed that Gao Shengli was punching and kicking his legs, he felt a little impatient, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
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If this continues, I'm afraid the opponent will have to use the "Huan Jin Huo Li" uncontrollably!
We must seize this critical moment!
Snapped!
He swung his right fist and struck the enemy's temple as swiftly as thunder.
Gao Shengli raised his left arm to the rack and stepped forward with his right foot to grab the opponent, shaking his arm and beating him fiercely.
At this moment, Li Mao, who was well prepared, swung his right arm vigorously, swung his waist and hips, turned his body sideways, and slid to the back of his opponent.
His body was straight, his arms were shaking out, and his palms were facing each other to slap the enemy's temples, and his breasts were piercing his ears!
Gao Shengli was not in a hurry, and suddenly moved his left foot back, stepping on Li Mao's feet. At the same time, he shrank his head, leaned his body, bent his right arm, and bumped back with the tip of his elbow.
Snapped!
A strong and powerful sound echoed all around!
When faced with this situation, Li Mao actually did not retreat and dodge, but instead punched down with his fists piercing his ears, chasing after his opponent's retracted head!
Following the momentum of the blow, he flicked his back, gave up his airs, and turned his body sideways into the air, narrowly avoiding Gao Shengli's back step, and allowing his elbow to only graze his chest and ribs.
middle.
Bang! Li Mao's ribs hurt, sweat broke out on his forehead, and most of his strength was lost when his fists landed on the enemy's head.
Fortunately, he was well prepared. He endured the pain, snapped his fingers, and dug into his opponent's eye sockets!
Gao Shengli's sight was suddenly occupied by Li Mao's fingers, and his heart tightened. He tried to "hug hard" again, but he could not resolve this attack!
Seeing this, the referee hurriedly pushed Li Mao's shoulder with his right hand next to him and moved him out, thus avoiding Gao Shengli's blindness.
Then, he raised his other hand and said:
"Second game, Li Maosheng!"
Huh, huh! Gao Shengli took a few breaths. He couldn't believe that he lost like this, even though he could still achieve two elixir realm bursts!
Li Mao covered his right rib and could not hide his joy.
I actually actually won against an eighth-grade Dan Realm!
Even if he pays the price of injury, even if most of his physical strength is consumed by Cai Zongming, this is still an amazing thing!
Gao Shengli's face was feverish, and he felt a burning pain. After recognizing the reality, he didn't want to stay any longer. He turned around and ran to the edge of the ring, down the stone steps, and ran to the seats of the Jinfeng University Martial Arts Club.
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Halfway there, he saw the president Wei Rong, who had dyed yellow hair. He lowered his head in shame and pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
Wei Rong was angry and annoyed, and felt bitter about hating iron for not becoming steel, but in the end he just sighed and said:
"That's it, we can't win anyway."
There is no hope of winning against Lou Cheng by myself and Liu Chunlai, so this is the only way...
Forget it, let’s have a good experience fighting against the proud man of heaven. There may not be a similar opportunity in the future...
He is about to leave the university martial arts circle and enter the professional competition. He knows very well that he has almost no hope of entering the inhuman level. From now on, he will probably hang out in the North and South divisional competitions and fight in corresponding individual battles. He has a very rich income and a good status, but he can compete with Tian.
The proud men are no longer in the same "world", unless they are lucky and can meet in the pre-selection stage of the "Martial Saint King" and other title battles.
On the ring, the pain in Li Mao's right rib intensified and he did not dare to hold on any longer. Before his opponent could get on the stage, he turned around and walked towards the stone steps, slowly returning.
"In the third round, Wei Rongsheng." The referee calmly announced the result of a battle that had not yet taken place.
Lou Cheng and Yan Ke bumped their fists, faced Li Mao, and asked with concern:
"Are you okay?"
Li Mao took a breath and smiled without any bitterness:
"Fortunately, it's probably just a little bone crack."
How can you say "it's okay" even if your bones are broken? Lou Cheng was stunned at first, then shook his head and said: "Brother Li Mao, you don't have to fight so hard. Anyway, even if Gao Shengli can beat you, he will almost be exhausted. For me,
It has no impact.”
Li Mao lowered his head and smiled:
"We are all members of the martial arts club. Every time I see you and Lin Que fighting so hard, but I can't play any role, I feel very, very ashamed and embarrassed."
"So, as long as I have the opportunity to play, I hope that I can win a victory and be worthy of the name of a substitute member of the Songda Martial Arts Club..."
Having said this, he did not say anything sensational, but smiled casually:
"Anyway, it won't be my turn to fight the Emperor next time, so let me shine here and shine."
Only in this way can I feel that I am a member of the martial arts club and that I am in the same group as you...
If I can win the highest honor in the end, at least I haven’t done nothing and still made a negligible contribution!
Lou Cheng felt secretly emotional, and without saying anything more, he clenched his fist and touched Li Mao and said:
"You played well, I thought you couldn't win."
"Hey, hey..." Being praised so sincerely, Li Mao couldn't help but smile proudly, causing the wound to twitch in pain.
After passing Li Mao, Lou Cheng felt inexplicably moved and warm in his heart, and walked towards the ring in a leisurely pace.
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In the live broadcast room, guest commentator Chen Sansheng said with a smile to host Liu Chang:
"There is only one suspense left."
"Is there still suspense? What?" Liu Chang expressed disbelief.
"It's just how long it takes Lou Cheng to wear one and two." Chen Sansheng replied hehely.
"I guess it won't be long. The two games combined can't exceed one minute. No, maybe not even thirty seconds!" Liu Chang guessed with a smile.
Chen Sansheng nodded slightly: "I think so too. Lou Cheng has too many tricks and is chasing Peng Leyun and Ren Li."
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When he stepped onto the ring, Lou Cheng saw that Wei Rong, who had dyed yellow hair, had already stood up. He seemed a little timid. He was not very willing to fight and had almost no desire to win.
The momentum is not enough... Lou Cheng secretly thought, and he had some concerns in his mind. He walked towards the opposite side of Wei Rong while adjusting his mental and physical condition.
When he reached the predetermined position and half-closed his eyes, the referee glanced at both sides obediently, raised his hand and waved:
"start!"
Before the voice fell, Lou Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, the light in his eyes gathered, and the will in his body surged!
Suddenly, Wei Rong's eyes seemed to light up, and he seemed to see the snow-capped, majestic and sacred heavy mountain peaks after the clouds and fog dispersed!
At this moment, in his mind, Lou Cheng was as tall as a snow peak, with an astonishing momentum!
In the flash of lightning, his spirit shrank and he was stunned for a short time.
Seizing this opportunity, Lou Cheng raised his hands, formed a seal towards him, exhaled solemnly and said: