Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The sudden change in Li Yingjie's aura startled Song Lianlu. His initial rush to attack instantly slowed down, giving Li Yingjie time to quickly pull away from him, once again facing off against Song Lianlu.
Seeing this, Colonel Tang Yu's face revealed a slight smile. This New Cadet Regiment candidate was not bad. Although he had not performed well at the start, he had managed to adapt in the end. Only such a child was worthy of being Luo Lang's teammate... Colonel Tang Yu's heart had unknowingly begun to lean towards the New Cadet Regiment.
Li Yingjie's gaze was vicious as he glared at Song Lianlu. At this moment, he only wanted to bite off a piece of flesh from the other's body, like a ferocious wolf cub, preparing for one last fight.
Li Yingjie's vicious gaze made Song Lianlu's heart clench. His expression turned serious — even if victory was within his grasp, he did not dare to act rashly at this moment.
Seeing the other suddenly become hesitant and cautious, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Li Yingjie's lips. So, when he became resolute and decisive, the opponent's aura would also change accordingly. So many of his previous inexplicable defeats had indeed been due to himself.
Li Yingjie's self-deprecating smile quickly disappeared, and he once again returned to his usual haughty and arrogant demeanor. With this expression on his originally handsome face, it actually made people feel annoyed just looking at him. It turned out that a change in demeanor would directly affect one's appearance. This was also why Li Yingjie, despite being a handsome fellow, was so unpopular within the Central Scout Academy.
However, the attention of the spectating students in the combat arena was not on Li Yingjie's annoying face, but rather, they were attracted by an extremely unique movement.
Li Yingjie's only movable right hand was raised slightly in front of him, his fingers forming a strange shape, like a hook yet not a hook, like a fist yet not a fist. But for some reason, as soon as this movement appeared, everyone's attention was uncontrollably drawn to it.
"Ah, what kind of move is this?" Seeing this unusual stance, Yun Xiu could not help but ask his good friend Li Shiyu in surprise.
"This brat, he's actually using this move." Li Shiyu's expression instantly eased. Just now, when Li Yingjie had been beaten up like a stray dog, his expression had been extremely ugly.
"You know?" Yun Xiu's eyes shone brightly at Li Shiyu, his face expectant for his good friend's explanation.
This adorable puppy look made Li Shiyu's lips curl into a smile. His initially gloomy mood instantly improved a little, and he said, "This is my family's unique Ace Killer Combo. This brat choosing to use it here, it looks like he's preparing for his final gamble."
Hearing his friend's explanation, Yun Xiu widened his eyes and looked at the screen, looking forward to the exciting scene.
When Song Lianlu saw his opponent's strange movements, he did not need to think to know that he was definitely going to use his ultimate move. Still, Li, Li, was, Li, was, Li, Lin, Li.. As long as, Li Yingjie's Zhang's, Li, Li, Li, Was...
. Therefore, Song Lianlu was very patient. He chose to continue waiting, waiting for Li Yingjie's momentum to pass. He believed that the heavily injured Li Yingjie would not be able to hold on for too long. This forced breath of air would definitely dissipate, and that time would be the time for Li Yingjie to make his move.
The scene once again returned to its initial dullness. On the stage, the two of them took up two corners, towering and unmoving. Time passed bit by bit, one minute, three minutes, five minutes... the two of them, seemingly prepared to face each other forever, caused the spectating students to begin to feel bored. The initially silent combat stadium began to be filled with the sounds of discussion...
"How long is this stalemate going to last? Too boring. "
"Isn't that freshman half-crippled? Why is Leiting's person still so careful? Is there a need to be like this? "These were all people who found this boring.
"That freshman's stance is a little mysterious. It's necessary for the Leiting contestant to be cautious."
"Looks like the Leiting contestant is also unable to grasp the depth of the opponent's move. Still, waiting is more advantageous for the Leiting contestant. Although the scene is a little ugly to watch, it is undoubtedly the most accurate method..." This was the opinion of those who supported the continuation of the stalemate.
The views of those below the stage differed. Some despised Leiting, some supported Leiting, but no one thought that the New Cadet Regiment had a chance of turning defeat into victory, because Li Yingjie was already heavily injured while Leiting's Song Lianlu was completely unscathed. Add to that the fact that Song Lianlu was clearly stronger between the two, and unless something unexpected happened, the outcome would generally not change. Right now, the only thing the audience was waiting for was when Song Lianlu would officially defeat Li Yingjie and claim victory for this match.
Just when everyone thought the stalemate would continue, Li Yingjie seemed to run out of stamina, unable to hold on any longer. His body swayed slightly...
Song Lianlu's eyes lit up. Long prepared to attack, he shot out, pouncing towards Li Yingjie.
In that instant when Li Yingjie swayed, the move that had initially placed great pressure on Song Lianlu completely collapsed. The sense of danger that had always existed in his heart vanished — Song Lianlu believed that Li Yingjie's battered body could no longer hold on — this was definitely a good chance for him to attack.
Just as Song Lianlu was about to land a blow on the opponent's body, he saw the pale-faced Li Yingjie suddenly smile at him. This strange smile made Song Lianlu's heart clench, but victory was right before his eyes. His fist would be able to land as he wished in the next second. With his strength, he believed that Li Yingjie would no longer have the strength to stand up and fight...
Watching from below the stage, Ling Lan's expression changed drastically at this sight. She stood up abruptly, the corners of her lips twitching, but in the end, she could only purse her lips tightly, waiting for the final result with a cold expression.
Unwilling to give up on this chance, despite the unease in his heart, Song Lianlu still gritted his teeth and threw his fist down resolutely. He could not give up on this chance just because of Li Yingjie's strange smile. In an instant, he felt his fist hit a soft body.
He had hit! Song Lianlu was overjoyed — this meant that he had won this match.
Before he could reveal a joyful smile, he felt a strong force strike his abdomen, directly breaking through his protective internal energy and penetrating his insides.
"Pu!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Song Lianlu's mouth. The huge force had directly injured his internal organs, and he was forced back seven to eight steps by that force before he managed to stop. But then, he felt his legs go soft and he slumped to the ground.
The reason for this was that there was an extremely strange internal energy rampaging through his body, brutally destroying his internal meridians and muscles, causing Song Lianlu to no longer have the strength to stand firmly.
On the other side, Li Yingjie was similarly forced back several steps by Song Lianlu's attack. He retreated even further than Song Lianlu, only stopping when he reached the edge of the stage. Compared to Song Lianlu's injuries, Li Yingjie's injuries were undoubtedly more serious. Blood spilled uncontrollably from his mouth, but even so, he still looked at Song Lianlu and smiled, a smug and ostentatious smile.
"This brat, he actually chose to injure both sides!" Li Shiyu, who was in the private room on the second floor, angrily slammed his palm against the wall, leaving behind a palm imprint. This caused Yun Xiu, who was beside him, to feel pain in his heart. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to keep his meager amount of credits.
But as much as his heart ached, he was more worried about Li Yingjie's injuries on the stage. "Shiyu, your cousin was hit by that move. Will he be okay?"
"As long as he still has a breath left, he won't die," replied Li Shiyu hatefully.
Li Shiyu spoke lightly, but he was still worried for that disappointing cousin of his. After all, that brat was seriously injured and probably could not move at all. It was very likely that he would faint on the stage in the next second. Li Yingjie had not chosen to dodge that heavy blow from Song Lianlu, but had instead chosen to take it head-on with his body... this was a genuine internal injury.
Of course, Li Shiyu also knew that it was not that Li Yingjie could not dodge. That swaying motion, Li Shiyu knew very well that it was a bait. Because, the Li family already had such a combination move, but he had not expected Li Yingjie to counterattack by trading injury for injury. Although Li Shiyu felt that this was not worth it, he had to admit that if Li Yingjie wanted to heavily injure his opponent, this was the only way he could succeed. It should be known that if Li Yingjie chose to dodge, the opponent would also have the opportunity to dodge Li Yingjie's killing move...
"This brat is much more vicious than before." Not only towards others, but also towards himself. This brat had grown up a little, but he did not know whether this growth was good or bad, Li Shiyu thought with some disappointment.
On the stage, Li Yingjie knew that he was smiling, because he had heavily injured that opponent. The follow-up of the Li family's killing move was enough to make the opponent suffer. He had avenged himself. Even if he did not win the match, he did not feel sad, because he believed that his companions would definitely win it all back.
Li Yingjie was actually already at his limit. He felt dizzy — this was a sign of massive blood loss. He knew that he should fall and be treated, but he did not know why, but he did not want to fall like this. He wanted to see Boss Lan's face, wanted to see his expression, but unfortunately, he did not even have the strength to turn his head...
What a pity, he could not see Boss Lan's expression at this time. Who knew if he would be satisfied with his performance today? Li Yingjie thought bitterly. So this was why he wanted to gain Boss Lan's approval so much...
"Li Yingjie, today, I am proud of you!" Ling Lan's unique cold voice rang out beside Li Yingjie's ear. This voice lifted Li Yingjie's spirits, and he actually turned his head to see that cold yet domineering Boss Lan.
At this time, Ling Lan once again came to the side of the stage. Although his face was still as cold as usual, Li Yingjie could feel the true meaning behind his words...
This was good! Li Yingjie closed his eyes in satisfaction, a smile on his lips as he fell backwards. However, someone quickly caught him — it was the referee of this match, Colonel Tang Yu.
With one look at Li Yingjie's condition, Colonel Tang Yu knew that the other was completely unconscious and could no longer fight. Moreover, the situation was critical. Even without using his inner energy to probe the other's body, he knew that the other had suffered extremely heavy internal injuries, because blood was still flowing out of Li Yingjie's mouth.
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