With his snake-like steps, Chen Changhua lowered his center of gravity. Like a heavy truck, he wobbled towards Fei Sanli.
Fei Sanli and Chen Changhua had clashed head-on with each other. Although Fei Sanli had dodged and blocked all of Chen Changhua's attacks, Fei Sanli was badly battered, his legs were sore, and his body was weak. Facing Chen Changhua, who was obviously taller, heavier, and stronger than him, Fei Sanli did not dare to be careless. He quickly made a decision based on his own judgment. He took a step to the left and tried to avoid the attack.
Just like when he challenged Lin Que, Chen Changhua seemed to be prepared for Fei Sanli's move. He changed his footwork and suddenly accelerated. Like a heavy water buffalo with two horns, he rushed toward Fei Sanli. His momentum was so fierce and terrifying that Fei Sanli felt the arena tremble slightly.
He did not know the Yin-Yang Stance, so he could not coordinate his whole body, pull back his center of gravity, and change his inertia. However, after years of practicing martial arts, he had experienced this situation. He immediately shrank his body and squatted down, trying to avoid Chen Changhua's upper body. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and used the Monkey Steals the Peach to attack Chen Changhua's most vulnerable part.
In the auditorium, watching this scene through several big screens, many male students felt a chill in their crotch. According to the current situation, before Chen Changhua hit Fei Sanli, he would be caught by Fei Sanli. Moreover, due to the inertia after the momentum, Chen Changhua's hasty dodge would inevitably mess up his footwork.
This was really a pain in the ass …
What should he do?
The audience was nervous. Fei Sanli was very satisfied with his own response. In the blink of an eye, he had gained the upper hand and put his opponent in a very dangerous situation.
Chen Changhua was still too impatient and reckless!
At this moment, he saw his opponent's feet were off the ground.
Off the ground?
Wasn't this a taboo in a fight in the Body Refining State? How could he maintain his footwork, control his center of gravity, and put his body in a position where he could easily exert force?
Could Chen Changhua fly?
Fei Sanli's eyes turned and saw a dark mass in front of him. A heavy object fell on top of his head.
Chen Changhua was not Qu Hui, so of course he could not fly. He just jumped up to avoid Fei Sanli's Monkey Steals the Peach and threw his body directly toward Fei Sanli!
This was an unconventional way of fighting, but Fei Sanli was in a half-squat and could not change in time. Chen Changhua's height and weight, coupled with the inertia of rushing forward, made him feel as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him.
Fei Sanli curled up his body and tried to roll forward to avoid Chen Changhua, but he was too slow. Chen Changhua fell from the sky and crushed him under his body!
Thump!
Both of them fell to the ground at the same time. Fei Sanli was a little dizzy from the fall. Chen Changhua seized the opportunity and stretched out his hands, grabbing Fei Sanli's wrists. At the same time, he exerted force with his legs, trying to lock Fei Sanli's lower body to prevent him from being hit by the knee. This was the basic skill of the School of Throwing. The situation had entered Chen Changhua's field of expertise!
Of course, Fei Sanli would not sit still and wait for his death. He struggled with his legs to avoid being pinned down. He shook his hands and skillfully exerted his strength to escape from the capture.
Cai Zongming, who was sitting in the audience seat, had his mouth half open.
"Why does this look like a f * cking rape scene..."
The corner of Lou Cheng's mouth twitched as he muttered to himself,
"This is really rubbing against the ground …"
While struggling, Fei Sanli suddenly raised his head and hit Chen Changhua's nose with his head like a cannonball. He wanted to get out of this situation at all costs.
Chen Changhua was experienced and did not panic. He exerted force with his waist and back and turned over. He was on the bottom and Fei Sanli was on the top. He easily avoided the headbutt. Then he exerted force with his legs and rolled again.
The two of them rolled around on the ground, one trying to control the other, the other trying to get rid of him. Occasionally, they would bump into each other, and occasionally they would try to catch each other. While they were fighting, Chen Changhua suddenly shouted and followed Fei Sanli's example and headbutted him.
Bam!
Amidst the dull thuds, the two of them bumped their foreheads against each other. Both of them were dizzy, and the pain was unbearable. Their ears were ringing incessantly, and it was as if they could see golden stars jumping out one after another. Their tumbling and wrestling movements came to an abrupt halt.
Chen Changhua took advantage of the fact that he was on top and had not fought hard before. He quickly recovered and firmly locked Fei Sanli's movements. He put Fei Sanli's hands behind his back, face down, and pressed him to the ground.
"Chen Changhua wins!" The referee observed for a while and announced the result.
"Good job!"
"Chen Changhua! Chen Changhua! Chen Changhua! "
Shouts burst out and filled the whole martial arts arena. Chen Changhua stood up shakily. His head was still dizzy, but his eyes were full of excitement and joy.
I can do it!
I can accept cheers!
I am the president of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club!
"Won't I get a concussion?" Lou Cheng touched his forehead.
The martial arts competition was not a show. It was cruel enough. Accidents, injuries, and deaths happened every year.
Geezer Shi stood beside him and said leisurely, "Yes, but it's not very serious. Don't think about whether you will get hurt or die in the arena. Leave it to the referee to decide."
Lou Cheng took a deep breath and did not say more. He was still a student.
The seats of Guannan School were silent. Coach Gu Zhen and president Gu Yue were silent for a while.
There was only one contestant left, and the opponent, Gorilla, seemed to still have some strength left …
"Ji Lan, take advantage of the fact that he has a concussion. Fight him first and make him more dizzy. Seize the opportunity and take him down." Gu Zhen looked at the girl next to him.
Ji Lan was a manly girl with extremely short and thin hair. She pursed her lips, left her seat, and stepped on the stone steps. Fei Sanli staggered down the steps. There seemed to be circles and circles of confusion in his eyes.
Entering the arena, Ji Lan slid close to him and gave him a kick, which was blocked by Chen Changhua. She immediately stepped back and kept her footwork. It seemed that she was better at kicking.
Side kick, low kick, and roundhouse kick. Her figure was nimble, her footwork was nimble, and her feet were powerful. Chen Changhua, who was a little dizzy, gradually became flustered.
Suddenly approaching, Ji Lan kicked Chen Changhua's face with the tip of her right foot. Chen Changhua was a little slow, as if he could not react.
But when Ji Lan's kick hit his face, he suddenly grabbed her shoulder with both hands. His facial muscles were twisted because of the pain. Instead of falling back, his body was pressed forward.
With the strength of his hands and the pressure of his body, Chen Changhua wanted to use the same trick to press Ji Lan to the ground and win in what he was good at.
Ji Lan was shocked. Her feet flew up and twisted Chen Changhua's upper body like a pair of scissors. She took advantage of the force of the fall and threw her opponent out.
Thump!
Both of them fell to the ground and were dizzy.
Ji Lan stood up like a carp and took advantage of Chen Changhua's dizziness to get close to him and grab his throat with her right hand.
"Ji Lan wins!" The referee said concisely.
Chen Changhua slowly stood up and shook his head. His footsteps were light as he walked down. When he brushed past Li Mao, who was the third to go up, he said in a low voice, "She was thrown very hard by me. She also used a lot of energy. She should be able to calm down a little."
Li Mao stared at the front and nodded slightly, indicating that he got it. During the whole process, he did not look at Chen Changhua. He was a little dull, and the cheers of "Go Li Mao!" echoed in his ears.
"Phew, that was close. But Ji Lan is out of strength." Guo Qing said to Lin Hua from the seat, obviously happy.
It was a pity that Yan Zheke had no time to turn on QQ because she had to organize the cheers, so it was hard for them to share information.
He looked at the stage and secretly cheered for Li Mao. But as he watched, his face changed slightly because Li Mao's body was obviously trembling.
In that instant, the words that Li Mao had once said to him appeared in his mind.
"… Sigh, I can't do it. I'm so nervous that I'm trembling in the amateur ranking event. Fortunately, my opponents are either too weak or more nervous than me."
F * ck, is Senior Brother Li Mao overly nervous?
Lou Cheng could see that Ji Lan was not blind. She had also noticed her opponent's abnormal state. She immediately gritted her teeth and made the boldest attempt. She gave up the guerrilla fight and took the initiative to attack!
I can't give him a chance to calm down!
Step forward, side kick!
Facing Ji Lan's attack, Li Mao's mind was in a mess. He did not know what to do or why he was in such a state.
I can't disappoint everyone …
I can't disappoint Coach Shi …
I can't disappoint Lin Que and the others …
The more he thought, the more confused he was. The cheers of "Go Li Mao" made him feel so stressed that his mind was blank.
He instinctively raised his hand to block, but it was too late. Ji Lan kicked him in the chest and made him stumble backward.
Li Mao regained consciousness from the pain in his chest, as if he had returned to the time of training. However, Ji Lan's kicking skills followed one after another. She took advantage of his unstable footing and kicked him again and again.
Bam! Bam!
Bam! Bam! Li Mao was kicked continuously. Although he tried to block, he was almost kicked into the air. He retreated step by step to the edge of the arena and fell down.
The warm atmosphere in the martial arts arena suddenly froze, as if it had dropped to the freezing point. They had gotten the key to victory and taken the absolute advantage. Why was the result reversed in less than a minute?
Lin Que stood up and clenched his fists tightly. Chen Changhua was at a loss. He suspected that he had not woken up yet and that the dream just now had turned into a nightmare.
Lou Cheng stared blankly. There was only one thought in his mind.
"Is this the end of this year's martial arts competition? It's so simple that it's unreal? Everyone's hard work and hard work in the past two months is over just like that? "
This was the martial arts competition. The winner would accept all the honor and cheers, and the loser would be forgotten.
Yan Zheke stood quietly in the stands with red eyes. She was like this, Lin Hua was like this, Guo Qing was like this, and all the girls and some boys of Songcheng University were like this.
No one could understand this kind of pain and sadness without experiencing failure.
In the seats of Guannan School, Gu Yue and the others seemed to be in a daze. After a long time, they raised their hands and cheered with fear and relief.
After helping the supervisor clean up the mess, Lou Cheng went back to the locker room. The moment he stepped in, he felt extremely depressed and silent.
Lin Que, who was always cold and indifferent, was sitting on the metal bench half-naked. He covered his head with his white and black clothes and buried it in his chest. He was so silent that he looked like a stone statue. Chen Changhua stood in the corner with his right hand bleeding. In front of him was a dented cabinet door. He kept growling in a low voice, "How could this happen?" "How could this happen?" "How could this happen?"
Li Mao stood in the center timidly with his head slightly lowered. He kept saying, "It's my fault", "It's my fault", "It's my fault", "It's my fault" …
Guo Qing and Lin Hua were sobbing silently with tears streaming down their faces.
The immense sadness seemed to have materialized and crashed into him. Lou Cheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't.
"It's my fault", "It's my fault", "It's my fault" … Li Mao kept apologizing like a helpless child.
At this moment, he saw a black shadow at his feet.
He looked up blankly. Geezer Shi's old face with few wrinkles appeared vaguely in front of him.
"You know you're wrong. Make up for it next year." Geezer Shi said gently.
Li Mao finally burst into tears, snot and tears flowing down his cheeks.
"Yes, Coach!"
Lou Cheng's eyes were wet. He couldn't forget this scene for a long time.
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