Stepping into the arena step by step, Li Mao had already decided on his next style of play, which was to deal with Gao Shengli as a top professional who cultivated iron shirts with natural brute strength, regardless of the possibility of "returning strength and holding strength"—not At a critical juncture, he should be less likely to waste the number of alchemy outbreaks.
With a firm heart, you can walk steadily. Li Mao became more and more confident as he walked. When he stood opposite Gao Shengli, he even had a bit of desire to fight and win!
No martial artist likes to taste the taste of failure!
The referee glanced left and right, raised his right hand calmly, and waved it down lightly:
"start!"
With a bow on his back, Li Mao straightened up suddenly, and his body rushed towards Gao Shengli mightily and swiftly with the momentum of a collapsed snow mountain, without the slightest awareness that he was a weak person.
Well done! Gao Shengli snorted secretly, without dodging or evading, he strode to meet him, his body stretched, his muscles outlined, like a half black iron tower!
Ever since Iron Clothes became successful, what I love the most is fist-to-flesh melee combat. In this case, as long as the opponent doesn't simplify the outer gang, the seventh rank will also have to kneel!
Snapped! As soon as he approached, Li Mao suddenly swayed his waist, pulled his right arm back, punched out, and went straight to the bridge of the opponent's nose.
No matter how powerful the iron cloth shirt is, the head is also a problem. After all, it is not an iron head skill!
When Gao Shengli saw this, his shoulder exploded, his left arm was shot up, and he casually placed it in front of his face, without stopping himself, just like a soldier charging under artillery fire, sliding forward and leaning forward, whipping his legs out, attacking against attacking , Attacking danger with danger!
Li Mao's spine rose and fell, and he lost the strength of his right fist. He forcibly pulled his body and dodged to the side.
The most important thing to fight against the "Job Nine" who cultivates iron shirts is to be patient, not to think about getting fat in one go, to avoid falling into chaos, and wait until a real opportunity arises before using the spirit of daring to fight to grasp!
Clap clap! bang bang bang! Li Mao constantly changed his position and launched attacks on Gao Shengli's vital points such as eyes, ears, nose, mouth, temples, throat, waist and eyes, and genitalia. Counterattack, or twist the waist and hips, and take a strong attack from a non-critical position, he will withdraw in time, not greedy for merit, not aggressive, and not entangled.
This kind of battle lasted for a while, and the stamina of Gao Sheng, who had a conservative idea, slowly but resolutely declined, but he still failed to find a chance to take down the enemy.
Li Mao's exhaustion also began to accumulate, but he still didn't panic. He observed his opponent carefully in the wandering and fighting. When Gao Shengli felt a little impatient when he punched and kicked his legs, his eyes suddenly became sharp. .
If this continues, the other party may be unable to control the use of "returning force"!
We must grasp this time node that is neither forward nor backward!
Snapped!
With a swing of his right fist, he struck the enemy's temple swiftly and thunderously.
Gao Shengli raised his left arm to get on the shelf, and at the same time stepped forward with his right foot to grab, aggressively, shaking his arm and whipping.
At this moment, Li Mao, who had been prepared for a long time, slanted his right arm with strength, swung his waist and hips, took advantage of the situation, turned his body sideways, and slid to the opponent's back.
He kept his body straight, his arms snapped out, and his palms faced each other and slapped the enemy's temples, with both peaks piercing his ears!
Gao Shengli was not in a hurry, and suddenly withdrew his left foot, stepping on Li Mao's feet. At the same time, he retracted his head, leaned his body, bent his right arm, and slammed his elbow back.
Snapped!
The vigorous and powerful sound swayed all around!
In this situation, Li Mao didn't retreat and dodge, but changed the Shuangfeng piercing ears into punching, chasing after the opponent's shrunken head!
And following the chopping momentum, he flicked his back, gave up his airs, and made a sideways flight, narrowly avoiding Gao Shengli's back step, and let his elbow just rub against his ribs. middle.
Snapped! Li Mao's ribs hurt, and sweat protruded from his forehead, and he lost most of his strength when his slashing fists landed on the enemy's head.
Fortunately, he was prepared, endured the pain, snapped out his ten fingers, and scratched and licked the opponent's eye socket!
Gao Shengli's line of sight was suddenly occupied by Li Mao's fingers, and his heart tightened, even if he tried to "hold back strength", he couldn't resolve this attack!
Seeing this, the referee hurriedly pushed Li Mao's shoulder with his right hand beside him like lightning, and moved him sideways, avoiding Gao Shengli's blindness.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his other hand and said:
"In the second round, Li Mao won!"
Hoo, hoo! Gao Shengli took a few breaths. He couldn't believe that he lost like this. He could still do two alchemy explosions!
Li Mao covered his right rib, showing joy with difficulty.
I actually won an eighth-rank alchemy realm!
Even if he paid the price of being injured, even if Cai Zongming consumed most of his physical strength, this is still a remarkable thing!
Gao Shengli's face was hot, and he felt a burning pain. After realizing the reality, he didn't want to stay any longer. He turned around and ran to the edge of the ring, and went down the stone steps to the seat of Jinfeng University Martial Arts Club. .
On the way, when he saw Wei Rong, the president with dyed yellow hair, he lowered his head in shame, pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
Wei Rong was angry and annoyed, and also bitter that he hated iron but not steel, but in the end he just sighed and said:
"That's it, you can't win anyway."
Adding Liu Chunlai himself has no hope of defeating Lou Cheng, so this is the only way...
Forget it, let's experience the battle with the proud son of heaven, there may not be similar opportunities 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 little hope of entering the inhuman level. From now on, he will mostly hang out in the North and South division competitions, playing corresponding individual battles. The income is very rich and the status is not bad. The favorites are no longer in the same "world", unless they are lucky enough to meet in the preselection stage of title battles such as "Wu Sheng" and "King".
On the ring, the pain in Li Mao's right rib intensified, and he didn't dare to hold on any longer. Before his opponent came up, he turned and walked towards the stone steps, and returned slowly.
"In the third game, Wei Rongsheng." The referee calmly announced the result of a battle that had never been fought.
Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke clenched their fists together, walked towards 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 fracture."
Can you say "okay" when your bones are broken? Lou Cheng was dumb at first, then shook his head and said, "Senior brother Li Mao, you don't need to fight so hard. Anyway, even if Gao Shengli can win you, it's almost exhausted. It doesn't affect me at all."
Li Mao lowered his head, smiled and said:
"Everyone is a member of the Martial Arts Club. Every time I see you and Lin Que fighting so hard, but I can't play a role, I feel very, very ashamed and embarrassed."
"So, as long as I have the opportunity to play, I hope that I can fight for a victory, worthy of the title of a substitute member of Songda Budao Club..."
Having said that, he didn't say anything provocative, but just smiled and said:
"Anyway, it shouldn't be my turn to play the emperor, so let me shine here and show my enthusiasm."
Only in this way can I feel that I am a member of the Martial Arts Club and feel 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 I still have made insignificant contributions!
Lou Cheng was deeply moved, and without further words, he clenched his fist and touched Li Mao and said:
"You played so well, I thought you couldn't win."
"Hey, hiss..." Li Mao couldn't help showing a smug smile after being praised so sincerely by him, which pulled the wound and caused throbbing pain.
Passing over Li Mao, Lou Cheng inexplicably felt touched and warm in his heart, and walked towards the ring at a leisurely pace.
...
In the live broadcast room, guest commentator Chen Sansheng smiled at the host Liu Chang:
"There is only one suspense left."
"There is still suspense? What?" Liu Chang expressed disbelief.
"That's how long Lou Cheng can wear once." Chen Sansheng replied hehe.
"I reckon it won't be long. The two games add up to less than one minute. No, maybe thirty seconds or less!" Liu Chang guessed with a smile.
Chen Sansheng nodded slightly: "I think so too. Lou Cheng has too many means, and he went after Peng Leyun and Ren Li."
...
When he stepped onto the arena, Lou Cheng saw that Wei Rong, who had dyed a bunch of yellow hair, had already stood up, and he seemed a little shy. His fighting spirit was not too strong, and he almost had no desire to win.
The momentum is not enough... Lou Cheng thought to himself, he had some calculations in his heart, and he adjusted his mental and physical state while walking towards the opposite side of Wei Rong.
When he arrived at the predetermined position and half-closed his eyes, the referee glanced at both sides, raised his hand and waved:
"start!"
Before the voice fell, Lou Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, the eyes were full of energy, and the will in his body was bursting!
Suddenly, Wei Rong's eyes seemed to light up, as if he saw the snow-capped, majestic and heavy mountain after the clouds and mist cleared!
At this moment, in his heart, Lou Cheng was as tall as a snow-capped peak, with an astonishing aura!
In the midst of the flash, his spirit shrank, and he was stunned for a short time.
Seizing this opportunity, Lou Cheng raised his hands, made seals to him, exhaled solemnly and said:
"Soldiers!"