Gao Rao blocked one blow after another in the arena. He felt that the more he blocked, the harder it was for him, while the more he fought, the fiercer his opponent became.
It wasn't that he hadn't watched the competition videos of the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club. It wasn't that he didn't know how terrifying his opponent's 24 Blizzard Strikes was. It wasn't that he didn't prepare for it and didn't consider how to prevent his opponent from using his strength. It was just that he was in a hurry to defend himself. He didn't have the ability to use short bursts of strength.
But now, Sun Jian had already started to gain momentum. Each punch was heavier than the previous one, and each kick was fiercer than the previous one. Gao Rao was on the verge of collapsing, and his strength was at a disadvantage. He could only focus on defense, and there was no chance for him to use short bursts of strength.
If the Nine Yang Fist was a better martial art and had a burst of power similar to the modern cannon fist or an unreasonable move like the Bear Form, Gao Rao would have been able to use it to meet force with force and forcefully interrupt his opponent's Violent Blizzard Suppression. Unfortunately, the biggest characteristic of the Nine Yang Fist was that it did not have any special characteristics. It had all kinds of hammering techniques, single whips, cannon fists, and leg techniques, but lacked the finishing touch!
"Can I only endure until his stamina can't keep up? But I'm afraid I can't hold on much longer …" Facing Sun Jian's Undersea Blast and Half-step Crushing Punch, Gao Rao was a little anxious. He couldn't wait to get out of the current situation.
If he lost again, how could he face his Eldest Senior Brother? To see his Eldest Senior Brother who refused to join other forces in order to protect the name of the Martial Arts Club, to see his Eldest Senior Brother who didn't want to become a disciple of a Dan stage master, to see his Eldest Senior Brother who protected him and others and never complained!
"I want to help him even in my dreams!
I can't be a burden anymore! "
Gao Rao felt a strong desire to fight burning in his heart and the urge to break out of the current situation. He couldn't hold it in anymore. He exerted strength in his back, bulged his thighs, and suddenly leaned his feet.
As the force rebounded, he straightened his knees, tightened his thighs, sprung his spine, and rotated his waist and back, stirring all the muscles in his body, turning his right arm into a whistling steel whip. With a snap, he lashed out fiercely and firmly.
This was perhaps the most powerful attack he could unleash!
Sun Jian didn't show mercy. He sprung his back, and his body swung forward... Mixed with the borrowed strength, he blasted out a Mountain Blast Punch.
Bang!
With a dull explosion, Gao Rao, whose strength was already at a disadvantage, swayed his body and barely managed to maintain his center of gravity. At this time, he saw Sun Jian take half a step back, as if he was about to stumble and fall!
Could it be that he only had an empty frame and his lower body was unstable?
Gao Rao was overjoyed. Just as he was about to stabilize his center of gravity and switch from defense to offense, Sun Jian's stomp made him seem like a spring or a stray bullet. After a quick collision with the ground, he suddenly rebounded forward!
His speed was so fast that Gao Rao only had time to hurriedly raise his arms.
Catapult Technique!
Sun Jian had just closed in on Gao Rao's body when he opened his right hand. His five fingers were like sharp teeth and fierce claws as he ruthlessly grabbed the enemy's arm.
Just as Gao Rao was about to shake off his arm, Sun Jian stepped on the ground again and leaped forward. He flashed past Gao Rao's stance and appeared behind him. Then, he turned around and grabbed both of Gao Rao's arms.
With a twist, a lift, and a scissor, Sun Jian completed the capture. At the same time, he raised his right foot and kicked the bend of Gao Rao's knee. Gao Rao's attempt to turn the tables was abruptly stopped. He could no longer stand steadily and fell on one knee.
Until now, Gao Rao suddenly came to his senses and realized that he had fallen into Sun Jian's trap.
The referee beside him raised his right hand and loudly announced the result,
"First round, Sun Jian wins!"
Gao Rao's mind buzzed. His heart was full of annoyance and confusion.
Lost?
I lost again?
Did I drag Senior Brother down again?
When Sun Jian let go of his hand, he stood up shakily and walked out of the arena in a daze.
Sure enough, this was not a cartoon. You couldn't win just because you had the reason and belief to win …
You couldn't defeat a strong enemy just by recalling the past and shouting in your heart …
Sun Jian was not interested in the enemy's thoughts or emotions. After the expected trap succeeded, he was overflowing with joy and satisfaction.
The taste of victory was indeed wonderful, so was the hot blood of every punch!
He turned around and waved his fist at the seats of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club and the audience in the stands.
Lou Cheng and the others smiled and applauded. The audience responded with warm cheers,
"Sun Jian!"
In the warm atmosphere, Gao Rao walked back to the guest team's seat. He almost didn't dare to raise his head and face Senior Brother, Junior Brothers, and Junior Sisters.
"The front part was too tight, and the back part was too rushed." Peng Chengguang was neither disappointed nor angry. He simply commented, "Go back and think about it carefully. After you digest and absorb the combat experience of this preliminaries, you have a great chance to go further."
Hearing Eldest Senior Brother's consolation and encouragement, and feeling how indifferent he was about his failure, Gao Rao felt even more upset. He wished that Eldest Senior Brother could scold him and give him a few slaps. Only then would he feel better, and the guilt and self-blame in his heart would dissipate a little.
Senior Brother, I'm not a kid anymore! He really wanted to shout back like this.
Peng Chengguang looked at Zhang Ying, who was standing beside him, and whispered, "Take the initiative. Don't let him mess up your rhythm. Don't let him get the chance to close in on you. Also, stay calm and don't rush. He's a smart opponent and is good at setting traps."
Zhang Ying nodded and remembered Senior Brother's words. She turned around and walked to the arena, her eyes fixed on Sun Jian.
Well, in conclusion, this is a refined scum!
Her hair was tied up and her ponytail was swinging. With her baby face, people would believe that she was still in high school. After standing in front of Sun Jian, she took a deep breath and told herself to calm down.
"Second round, start!" The referee didn't give them time to adjust.
Gao Rao was a fighter of Amateur First Pin. It seemed easy for Sun Jian to defeat him, but in fact, it wasn't easy. If he hadn't made his opponent fall into a passive position at the beginning and used 24 Blizzard Strikes, the winner would have been uncertain.
After going through such a fierce battle, and the fact that 24 Blizzard Strikes was a particularly exhausting fighting style, one could imagine Sun Jian's condition. He only had one thought at this time, and that was to force his opponent to meet force with force and create an opportunity for Li Mao behind him.
Bang! After the "start" sound, he stepped forward. His right arm shook and turned into a long spear. With the momentum of exploding the air, he "stabbed" at Zhang Ying.
Zhang Ying had been prepared. Her right foot slipped and dodged to the side, trying to fight steadily.
As soon as she came to the side of her opponent, she tightened her thigh muscles and drove her knee to pull out a whip kick that tore the wind.
Sun Jian took a deep breath, twisted his waist and back, tightened his trousers, and fiercely kicked out his left leg from the side.
Bang! After the two collided, Zhang Ying took advantage of the rebound force and tiptoed to change her position again. She started to attack again and controlled the rhythm of the game.
Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang! The two kept fighting and separating. Zhang Ying didn't give Sun Jian a chance to use 24 Blizzard Strikes and close combat. She grasped the trick of moving away as soon as she touched him.
After a series of collisions, she found another opportunity. She blocked and pulled with her left hand and punched with her right fist.
Bang! Sun Jian's right hand turned into a hammer and went straight down to block this punch. His body was shaking.
Was he at his limit? Was his strength reduced to this extent? Zhang Ying was shocked and was about to take advantage of the situation to attack fiercely. However, the words of Eldest Senior Brother suddenly echoed in her mind.
Calm down, don't rush!
Zhang Ying calmed down, twisted her waist and back slightly, and stepped to the side of Sun Jian again. Then she saw that he took advantage of the rebound force and rushed forward fiercely, bursting out the power that was comparable to his heyday.
Phew, he is really treacherous! I was almost fooled! Zhang Ying was angry. She caught up with him in a few steps, raised her right hand, lowered her waist, and was about to take the opportunity to cut down with her fist.
At this time, Sun Jian exerted strength on his feet and jumped out of the ring.
Jumped out of the ring …
Jumped out of the ring!
Zhang Ying stared blankly at Sun Jian below the stage. She wondered if he had become muddle-headed.
After Sun Jian stood firmly, he quickly tidied his hair and praised himself for being smart.
When the last burst of power didn't hit the enemy, he was at his limit. As long as the opponent hit him one or two more times, he would definitely be defeated.
Since he was going to be defeated anyway, why would he stupidly let the opponent hit him, hit him, or fall to the ground and make himself look so embarrassed?
In front of so many people, he had to keep his composure!
Sun Jian brushed his hair and walked back to his seat with light footsteps.
Seeing this, Li Mao stood up suddenly and left his seat.
Because his face was not as bad as before, and his body was not as tense as before, Lou Cheng and the others didn't say anything to avoid the opposite effect.
"Slowly, she will definitely lose." When he was about to meet Li Mao, Sun Jian clenched his fist and said with a smile.
This time, Li Mao felt a little nervous, but he didn't lose the ability to think. He nodded and reached out his right fist to bump with Sun Jian's.
As he walked up the stone steps, he gently exhaled and adjusted his slightly tense body.
Just like what Cheng and the others said, when he removed the burden, his nervousness would gradually decrease with the number of fights. It was not a terminal illness that couldn't be overcome …
My body is still a little stiff. If I respond passively later, it will be easy to cause problems. So, it's better to take the initiative and take the initiative. After I get through the difficulties at the beginning, I can really enter the competition state …
Li Mao silently said "take the initiative" and came to the opposite of Zhang Ying.
Compared to before, he was quite satisfied with his current state. At least his mind was not close to blank.
Zhang Ying seized the time to adjust her breath and recover her strength. She had just calmed down and played a guerrilla fight, which prolonged the competition time and consumed a lot of energy.
However, after winning the first round, the burden in her heart was reduced a lot, and she could calmly analyze the situation of her opponent.
This martial artist called Li Mao was very nervous. Although his symptoms were definitely not as serious after his victory over Feng Shaokun last week, I still had a chance to take advantage of it.
I will take the initiative to attack and take advantage of his confusion at the beginning!
"The third round, start!" The referee waved his arm.
As soon as he finished his words, Li Mao gathered his strength and instinctively stepped forward. Zhang Ying's knee bounced and fiercely jumped forward. The two figures were very close in an instant, which made the audience exclaim.
At this distance, with this kind of inertia, it was already too late for anyone to dodge or retreat!
Their pupils contracted at the same time. In an instant, relying on the instinct of a fighter, they clenched their teeth, twisted their backs, and punched at the same time.
When two rivals meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!
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