Martial Arts Master Chapter 170: Suspense?
Step by step into the arena, Li Mao has already decided on the next play, that is, when Gao Shengli is a top position who cultivates iron shirts with natural brute force, he does not consider the possibility of "remaining strong." ——Before the critical juncture, he shouldn't be able to waste the number of Dan Realm outbreaks anymore.
The heart is certain, and the action is stable. Li Mao became more confident as he walked. When he stood opposite Gao Shengli, he even wanted to win the battle!
No warrior likes to taste the taste of failure!
The referee glanced left and right, raised his right hand calmly, and fluttered it down:
"Go!"
Li Mao bowed his waist and straightened abruptly. With the snow-capped mountains collapsing, Li Mao rushed toward Gao Shengli violently and violently, without the slightest conscious that he was weak.
Good come! Gao Shengli gave a secret cry, not dodge or avoid, stepping to meet each other, his body stretched, muscles outlined, like a half black iron tower!
Since the iron cloth shirt is successful, what I love most is the close combat from fist to the flesh. In this case, as long as the opponent does not simplify the outer gang, the seventh grade has to kneel!
Slap! As soon as he approached, Li Mao swung his waist, pulled his right arm back, punched out his fist, and went straight to the bridge of his opponent's nose.
No matter how powerful the iron cloth shirt is, the head becomes a problem. After all, it is not an iron head skill!
When Gao Shengli saw this, his shoulders exploded, his left arm bounced up, and he arbitrarily placed in front of his face. He didn't stop himself, just like a soldier charging with artillery, sliding eagerly, waiting for his whip leg to come out. Attack against attack, attack with danger!
Li Mao's spine undulates, and the power of his right fist is dissipated, and he forcibly pulls his body to the side.
The most important thing to fight against the "Zhi Nine" who cultivates iron cloth shirts is to have patience. You can't think of eating fat in one breath, avoid falling into chaos, and wait until there is a real opportunity to fight. To grasp the spirit of fighting!
Happiness! Bang bang bang! Li Mao constantly changed his position, attacking Gao Shengli’s eyes, ears, nose, mouth, temples, throat, waist and yin, etc., with fists and fists, legs and legs like whips, but as long as the opponent makes a parry Counterattack, or twist the waist and the hips, take a strong attack from a non-critical position, he will pull away in time, not greedy for merit, not aggressive, and not entangled.
Such a battle lasted for a while, and the high-victory physical strength with a conservative idea declined slowly but resolutely, but never found a chance to take down the enemy.
Li Mao's fatigue also began to accumulate, but he was still not in a hurry, carefully observing his opponent in the wandering fight, and when he found that Gao Shengli made a fist and kicked his leg, he felt a little impatient, his eyes suddenly Be sharp.
If you continue like this, the other party will probably be unable to control the use of "holding strength"!
We must grasp the time node of this lag!
Slap!
With a swing of his right fist, he slammed into the enemy's temple quickly.
Gao Shengli raised his left arm on the shelf, and straddled his right foot to grab, aggressively, shaking his arms.
At this moment, Li Mao, who had been prepared for a long time, slanted his right arm, swinging his waist and hips, and leaned over his body, sliding to the back of his opponent.
He kept his body, his arms shook out, his palms slapped against the enemy's temples, double peaks and ears!
Gao Shengli was not in a hurry. He withdrew his left foot suddenly and stepped on Li Mao's feet. At the same time, he shrank his head, leaned against his body, bent his right arm, and bumped his elbow back.
Slap!
The vigorous sound rang around!
In this situation, Li Mao did not step back and dodge. Instead, he changed Shuangfeng Guaner into a punch and chased his opponent's head!
Following the slashing trend, he flicked his back, gave up the frame, and made a horizontal descent, dangerously avoiding the high victory backstep, and let his elbow hit just wipe Hit the sternum.
Slap! Li Mao's ribs hurt, sweat was secreted from his forehead, and his fists lost most of his strength when they landed on the enemy's head.
Fortunately, he was prepared long ago, enduring the pain, popped his fingers, grabbing at the eye socket of his opponent!
Gao Shengli's sight was suddenly filled with Li Mao's fingers, and his heart tightened. If he wanted to "hold back his strength," he couldn't resolve this kind of attack!
When the referee saw this, he hurriedly pushed Li Mao's shoulder with his right hand next to him, and moved him out sideways to avoid Gao Shengli's blindness.
After that, he raised his other hand and said:
"Li Mao wins the second game!"
Huh, huh! Gao Shengli took a few breaths and couldn't believe that he had lost in this way. Obviously, he could do two pill realm outbreaks!
Li Mao covered his right rib, and he couldn't hide his joy.
I actually won an eighth stage pill realm!
Even if he paid the price of injury, even if he was consumed by Cai Zongming most of his stamina, this is an amazing thing!
Gao Shengli had a fever on his face and a hot pain. After recognizing the reality, he didn't want to stay anymore. He turned around and ran to the edge of the ring, down the stone steps, and rushed to the martial arts of Jinfeng University. Office seats.
Above halfway, he saw the president Wei Rong with a pinch of yellow hair, he lowered his head in shame, and moaned his lips, not knowing what to say.
Wei Rong was angry and annoyed, and bitter that iron could not be made into steel, but in the end he just sighed:
"Let's do it, I can't win anyway."
I add Liu Chunlai and I don’t have any hope of winning the house, it can only be done like this...
Forget it, let’s experience the battle with the proud man, 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 that he has little hope of entering the non-human level. In the future, he will mostly mix in the North and South Divisional competitions and fight the corresponding individual battles. The income is very good and the status is good. But they are no longer in the same "world" with the proud children of heaven, unless they are lucky enough to meet in the pre-selection stage of title battles such as "Martial Saint" and "King".
On the ring, Li Mao's right rib pain intensified, and he dared not support it any more. Before his opponent came, he turned around and walked towards the stone steps, returning slowly.
"Wei Rongsheng in the third game." The referee calmly announced the result of an unprecedented battle.
Lou Cheng and Yan Zike touched their fists, met Li Mao, and asked with concern:
"Are you okay?"
Li Mao took a breath and smiled without any bitterness:
"Fortunately, it is probably a little bit of bone fracture."
Can you say "okay" if your bones are cracked? Lou Cheng was dumb at first, and then shook his head and said: "Brother Li Mao, you don't have to fight like this. Anyway, even if Gao Shengli can beat you, it will be almost exhausted, and it will have no effect on me."
Li Mao lowered his head and smiled:
"Everyone is a member of the Budo Club. Every time I see you and Lin Que fight so hard, but I can't play any role, I feel very, very ashamed, and very embarrassed."
"So, as long as I have a chance to play, I hope I can fight for a victory, worthy of the title of a substitute member of the Songdai Budosha..."
Speaking of this, he didn't say anything sensational, only smiled freely:
"Anyway, it should not be my turn to fight the emperor at the end, so let me shine here and get hot."
Only in this way can I feel that I am a member of the Budo Club and feel that I am in the same group with you...
If I can finally lift up that highest glory, at least I am not doing nothing, I still have a trivial contribution!
Lou Cheng sighed with emotion, didn't say more, fisted and touched Li Mao:
"You played well, I thought you couldn't win."
"Hey~IndoMTL.com~hiss..." Li Mao couldn't help showing a triumphant smile when he praised him so sincerely, which caused a twitching pain.
Across Li Mao, Lou Cheng felt moved and warm inexplicably, and he walked towards the ring without rush.
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In the live broadcast room, guest commentator Chen Sansheng smiled to the host Liu Chang:
"There is only one suspense next."
"There is still suspense? What?" Liu Chang expressed his disbelief.
"It's how long it takes for the building to wear one." Chen Sansheng replied.
"I don't think it will be long. The two games combined will not take more than a minute. No, maybe 30 seconds!" Liu Chang guessed with a smile.
Chen Sansheng nodded slightly: "I think so too, Lou Cheng's methods are too rich, and I go straight to Peng Leyun and Ren Li."
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Ascending to the ring, Lou Cheng saw that Wei Rong, who had dyed yellow hair, had already stood up. He seemed a little cringed. He was not too intent to fight, and it was almost impossible to win.
Not enough aura... With a secret cry, Lou Cheng was thinking about it. As he walked to the other side of Wei Rong, he adjusted his mental and physical state.
When he arrived at the predetermined position and half-closed his eyes, the referee looked at both sides unnecessarily and raised his hand and waved:
"Go!"
Before the sound fell, Lou Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, the spirits gathered in his eyes, and his body was full of will!
Huo Ran, Wei Rong's eyes seemed to light up, as if he saw the snow-capped, sacred and heavy peaks after the clouds had dispersed!
At this moment, in his heart, Lou Cheng's body is tall, like a Xuefeng, with an amazing aura!
In the midst of the sparks and flames, his spirit shrank, and he was briefly shocked.
Seizing this opportunity, Lou Cheng raised his hands, formed a seal to him, and exhaled solemnly:
"Bing!"
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