The referee took two deep breaths, withdrew his hand and asked,
"Do you have any questions?"
Qiu Yang had recovered from his confusion. Looking at his and Lou Cheng's still-clenched fists and stiff postures, he had a rough idea of what had happened just now.
When he jumped out of the trap, his opponent seized the opportunity!
He was very sullen, very depressed, and very much wanted to vent, very much wanted to roar, but the main source of the matter was still his own mistake. He was complacent in the well-designed trap, but neglected that the other side could also be paralyzed by his right hand, just like him.
He couldn't find anyone to blame, and there was no reason to quibble. He wanted to beat the referee, but he knew the gap between them was too big. He couldn't beat the referee, so he could only hold back his anger and said,
"I have no problem."
Lou Cheng also figured out what was going on. He sighed inwardly that his thinking was really starting to become sluggish and he didn't react in time. He held back his laughter and said,
"I also have no problem!"
Of course, he had no problem. If he continued to fight, his brain would become numb and his reaction would be slow. It was perfect to fight to a draw and win the final victory!
One must know one's limits!
While speaking, he secretly imagined that he had won because he had the Jindan hidden in his lower abdomen. If he was hit by the Crushing Punch, it might react and save him from injury.
However, this was just a fantasy. Who knew if the reaction of the Jindan would directly burn and freeze him, just like the dead black carp.
Compared to the emotional outburst and ecstasy when he defeated Wei Shengtian, Lou Cheng's joy was very mild, because he couldn't be excited even if he wanted to.
His body hadn't reached its limit, but his spirit was exhausted. Like a martial artist who had gone through a marathon hard battle, how could he have the strength and passion to crazily celebrate the victory?
He just needed to quietly enjoy it!
This was truly a long, arduous, and tragic match.
…
The audience in the stands also did not immediately react to what had happened. They did not understand why it was a tie all of a sudden. Some of them were blocked by the referee who was very close to the "scene of the incident". Some of them did not see clearly because the two sides were too close and the punch was too fast.
When the big screens hanging in different parts of the martial arts arena began to replay the scene in slow motion again and again from various angles, they realized that both sides had chosen to activate their injured arms at the same time to seize the opponent's flaw and create a situation where both sides were injured.
A punch to the lower abdomen did not necessarily result in death, nor did it necessarily result in disability. In fact, martial artists could shrink their abdomen in time to avoid the most severe injuries, but after being hit, they would collapse on the spot and curl up on the ground. There was no problem with the referee stopping the fight in time.
However, a draw would mean that their own team had lost the match. They had lost a match that they had originally thought to be in the bag!
The audience fell into silence once again. It was an extremely oppressive silence. They felt that all their enthusiasm and expectations had gone down the drain. All their longing for release and ecstasy had been eaten by dogs.
Disappointment, anger, and unwillingness quickly brewed in his heart.
Lou Cheng enjoyed the silence and felt that it was no less than the cheers of the home audience. Then he heard the referee announce loudly,
"A tie. Fighters from both sides leave the arena."
He exhaled and glanced at Qiu Yang who had restrained his madness and unwillingness. He saluted with his hands folded, turned around easily, and walked out of the arena.
This guy was too smart for his own good. He would probably regret it for a long time.
Just thinking of this made him feel f * cking good. You guys are so shameless to be the "substitutes"!
Alas, after all, I am not a saint. I will be angry at the enemy's provocation. I will bear a grudge against the abuse that insults my family and the girl I love. I can't help but fight back. I will want to vent my inner feelings. I will also gloat at the enemy's self-righteousness.
I am such a person, a person with many shortcomings. I am not tolerant enough and broad-minded enough.
Well, after reviewing, I will continue to feel good secretly!
Haha, this is really good!
Qiu Yang's left arm hung down and his right fist clenched tightly. He took two deep breaths to prevent himself from going crazy on the spot. He gritted his teeth and walked down the stairs. He felt ashamed to face his parents and couldn't lift his head for a moment.
The referee warmed up his old arms and legs and waved to the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club. He said loudly,
"The third fighter."
Ah? Sun Jian was still immersed in the surprise of a tie and the joy of winning the match. At this moment, he was a little confused. After a few seconds, he suddenly came to himself and pointed to himself, saying loudly,
"Do I still need to fight?"
"Well, the rules are set." The referee replied.
Well … Sun Jian stood up from his seat and walked down the stairs to meet Lou Cheng who was coming back.
Seeing that they were about to meet, he raised his right hand and tried to high-five Lou Cheng to celebrate.
Lou Cheng wanted to respond, but when he moved his right arm, he felt a sharp pain and had to give up. His left hand was not in the right position, so it was very awkward to high-five.
So he could only look at Sun Jian with a bitter smile.
Sun Jian suddenly realized. He quickly clenched his right hand into a fist and gave a thumbs up.
"Awesome! I'm sincerely convinced by you! "
"You sound like you were not convinced before …" Lou Cheng criticized in his heart. He nodded with a smile and joked,
"So this counts as fighting, right?"
Sun Jian suddenly fell into deep confusion. "Does this count as fighting or not?"
When Lou Cheng returned to the seats of the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club, Yan Zheke had already stood up and greeted him. She asked happily and worriedly, "Are you okay? How's your injury? "
"It was okay at the beginning, but now it seems to be a little worse." Lou Cheng answered honestly.
At the same time, he saw Li Mao, Guo Qing, and Li Xiaowen applauding and giving him thumbs up. Even Lin Que nodded his head slightly.
Yan Zheke glanced at him. Her eyes were bright and full of emotions.
"Who asked you to be brave?"
She stretched out her hands and checked Lou Cheng's injury through his clothes.
Lou Cheng grimaced in pain and said in a low voice, "If I don't act brave, I'll lose … I'm almost exhausted. If Qiu Yang makes a killing move again, I won't be able to block it."
Yan Zheke opened her clear eyes and asked curiously, "Is this the limit of your physical strength?
"The limit of my energy. I can still fight with my physical strength." Lou Cheng smiled and said, "Actually, Dong Yi and Qiu Yang both lost because they didn't know me well. If Dong Yi could hold on for one more round, I wouldn't be able to suppress him. He didn't need to exchange a big injury for a small one. As for Qiu Yang, he was too impatient. If he fought with me for one more minute, I wouldn't be able to hold on. Unfortunately, both of them realized that they couldn't wait for my limit, so they took a more radical approach."
There was a certain difference between the two fights. Dong Yi might not be able to hold on for one round of Brutal Blizzard. The winner was still unknown. Qiu Yang, on the other hand, would definitely lose as long as he was patient and didn't rush to attack.
Yan Zheke smiled and said, "The advantage of asymmetrical information is also an advantage. Anyway, you haven't shown your limit yet. You can use this to influence your opponent in the future."
Then she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You don't have a big injury on your bones. I'll have to ask Coach Shi about it."
Geezer Shi smiled and said,
"Are you done whispering sweet nothings to each other? You finally remember this old man? "
Yan Zheke suddenly blushed and turned her head to the side. She bit her lower lip with her white and neat teeth. Lou Cheng could only laugh awkwardly and didn't know what to say.
Geezer Shi was satisfied with his own humor. He looked at Lou Cheng and said,
"Your fascia and muscles are injured. I guess you need to rest for a while. Let's go back to the locker room and do a detailed examination."
"Coach, coach, you can see that?" Lou Cheng was shocked. Is this X-ray vision?
Geezer Shi said unhappily, "Haven't you heard of the Enemy Freezing Heart Move? You moved your right arm within five meters of me and affected the muscles and fascia there. If I didn't feel it, I would have wasted my years of martial arts training. "
"Oh, so it's the upgraded application of the Ice Mirror …" Lou Cheng suddenly realized. He was more and more afraid of the ability of a high-ranked fighter.
At this time, Geezer Shi reached out and quickly patted Lou Cheng's wound. Yan Zheke and Lou Cheng were scared, but they didn't have time to stop him.
With a cold feeling, Lou Cheng felt the pain in his wound was relieved a lot. Although it was still difficult for him to use force, at least he felt more normal.
"Thank you, coach." Lou Cheng resisted the urge to call him teacher.
Yan Zheke woke up and said angrily, "Coach Shi, why didn't you say hello first?"
Scared to death!
At this time, Sun Jian stood beside the referee and looked at him. He raised his right hand and said,
"The final round, Songcheng University Martial Arts Club wins!"
Sun Jian was confused and sluggish. He couldn't help but think,
I'm just going on stage to put on a show.
The announcement of the result of the match suddenly woke up all the spectators from their silence. Some were cheering loudly for their own team members, some were screaming because of extreme disappointment, and some were angry and kept cursing, cursing their own team members and the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club members. The scene became chaotic and a little hysterical.
Not everyone could accept failure so generously!
Seeing this, the staff immediately rushed to the seats of the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club and said anxiously, "Hurry up and go back to the locker room. Five minutes, only five minutes. Get changed and leave immediately before they leave the stadium!"
Lou Cheng and the others were planning to celebrate this hard-won victory in the locker room. Hearing this, they were all shocked and didn't say anything. After Sun Jian left, they immediately returned to the locker room, took a shower, changed into their normal clothes, and left through the side door with the staff. They boarded the bus that had been waiting for them.
They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the bus was far away from the stadium.
Such an away game was horrible!
Even in such a terrifying away game, the entire stadium was silenced by their own team!
While feeling happy, Sun Jian smiled bitterly and said,
"It's a pity that I didn't have a real fight."
Geezer Shi had just finished checking Lou Cheng's wound. He laughed and said,
"There will be plenty of chances later. These two rascals won't recover in a short time!"
"Lin Que forced himself to use the Yin-yang Twist, so his joints are injured and his body is shaken. Not to mention the competition, he can't even practice in the next week. It will take at least three weeks for him to fully recover. As for Lou Cheng, well, he could have recovered in a few days, but he forced himself to punch and aggravated his injury. It will take about two weeks for him to return to normal."
"The next match is our home ground. Our opponent is not strong. Sun Jian, Li Mao, and Lin Hua are the main force. Yan Zheke and Guo Qing are the substitutes."
PS: I have something to do in the afternoon. The match in the evening is at 11 pm ~
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