Faced with Cai Zongming's overjoyed question, Geezer Shi nodded slightly and said,
"Experience it well."
"Okay!" Little Ming almost burst into tears.
After waiting for so long, did he finally have a chance to start the match?
According to Coach Shi, Jinfeng's team was probably ranked from weakest to strongest. If he stunned them with his Verbal Cannon, he might be able to easily defeat Liu Chunlai, who was also a Professional Ninth Pin fighter, and get the first kill. He would show off in front of Fang Yuan!
Lou Cheng saw that Yan Zheke was a little disappointed, so he secretly pulled her hand and said in a low voice,
"He wants you to prepare for the Capital with all your strength."
To challenge the Capital, it was impossible to rely only on himself and his brother-in-law. The other team member had to fight to the limit to have a chance of winning!
And among all the substitutes, Ke was still the strongest!
"I hope so …" Yan Zheke replied in a low voice. She was looking forward to the semi-finals and envious of Cai Zongming and Li Mao who were about to enter the arena.
…
In the locker room of Jinfeng University Martial Arts Club.
Wei Rong, the leader with dyed blonde hair, looked at Coach Zheng Fei. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he simply patted the surface of the bench and said to Gao Shengli, Liu Chunlai and the others,
"Everyone is not very confident in this match. Haha, me too. I know my place. Anyone with eyes can see the performance of Lou Cheng and Lin Que."
"Since that's the case, let's not think about miracles. Let's just set a small goal."
Gao Shengli's skin was dark and his whole body seemed to be made of iron. After hearing Wei Rong's words, he asked doubtfully, "What small goal?"
At this time, Zheng Fei, who had the temperament of a scholar, smiled and said, "Songcheng University will most likely let one of their substitutes fight first to train and accumulate actual combat experience. Then it will be Lou Cheng. He will try to defeat us in one go and not let Lin Que fight. He will save his strength to face the Capital."
"Then our small goal is to not let Lou Cheng fight one against three?" Gao Shengli asked again.
"Isn't it easy to not let Lou Cheng fight one against three?" Liu Chunlai, who was good at ridiculing laughed and said, "If we lose to Songcheng University's substitute, Lou Cheng can only fight one against two."
From a logical point of view, there was no problem!
After rolling his eyes at Liu Chunlai, Wei Rong took a deep breath and stood up.
"I hope the three of us can defeat Lou Cheng in a tag-team battle. The chances are slim, but it's not impossible. Lou Cheng still has to consider the semi-finals, so he won't fight too hard. I think he'll quit while he's ahead!"
"Sheng Sheng, you fight in the first match. Try to defeat Songcheng University's substitute as quickly as possible. Try to maintain your peak condition and challenge Lou Cheng. Use the method of injury for injury to fight against him. Fight against his conservative mentality."
"Good!" Gao Shengli spoke with a faint metallic voice.
Wei Rong pointed at himself and said, "I'll be the second one to go up, followed by Lou Cheng. Chun Lai, you'll be the last one to finish up. I hope you can see some hope of winning."
"No problem." Liu Chunlai didn't feel any pressure.
After the name list was submitted, Jinfeng and the others pushed open the door to the locker room and walked to their seats. Before they could sit down, they heard a burst of noise from all around, as if a tide was about to come.
Songcheng University's group of people came out of the locker room … Wei Rong and Gao Shengli looked at each other. At the same time, they had a deep understanding of what was called unequal treatment. What greeted them just now was only sparse applause and the sound of trumpets!
After a short pause, they knew that Songcheng University's "main roster" wasn't Lin Que's name!
"Aren't they looking down on us too much?" The veins on Wei Rong's forehead throbbed, and his voice involuntarily rose.
Songcheng University actually let their second leading general go?
Were they confident that Lou Cheng could hold back ten thousand people?
Yes, he was very powerful. He was almost on par with Ren Li and Peng Leyun. He had a small chance of defeating their own team, but it wasn't a hundred percent guarantee!
They were looking down on us too much!
What did they think we were? Fish belly?
The anger of being looked down on and looked down on emerged in the hearts of everyone in Jinfeng University's Martial Arts Club. After looking at each other, Wei Rong glanced at the waving referee and said to Gao Shengli,
"How can you bear this?"
Jinfeng City was the location of the Guanwai League, and the martial arts atmosphere was very strong. Men had the concept of losing, but not losing!
"No!" Gao Shengli clenched his teeth and replied.
"Then go fight! Then go all out! Finish the first two as soon as possible! "Wei Rong clenched his fist and shook it.
Gao Shengli's Iron Mantle Technique was more suitable for bullying the weak. With him as the vanguard, it was just right!
…
In the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club's seating area, after Li Xiaowen passed on Jinfeng's roster, Cai Zongming's mouth was half open. He was stunned and subconsciously turned to Geezer Shi.
"Didn't you say that Jinfeng would go from weak to strong?"
What happened to the Professional Ninth Pin Liu Chunlai?
What happened to taking the First Clear and showing off?
Thinking of the Jinfeng video and Gao Shengli's image of a chimpanzee, Student Xiaoming couldn't help but shiver. It was as if he had returned to the past, to the bloody history of being ravaged by the former president, Chen Changhua, another "chimpanzee" …
Geezer Shi didn't even lift his eyelids.
"I just said it casually."
Do you really need to analyze it seriously to fight Jinfeng?
Lou Cheng held back his laughter and patted Talker's shoulder. With a solemn expression, he said, "My condolences."
"It's time to go on stage. The referee is signaling."
Cai Zongming glanced at the ring and blurted out, "How should we fight?"
"Make good use of the conversation time." Lou Cheng gave a sincere suggestion.
"Knock him out with words and then seize the opportunity?" Student Xiaoming asked thoughtfully.
"No, what I mean is, make good use of the conversation time and have some fun. At least you can take advantage of him verbally, right?" Lou Cheng chuckled.
For a person like Talker, the more you comfort the more useless it is. Just a few words of sarcasm is enough!
Cai Zongming was like a terminally ill person who heard the doctor's advice to eat more good food. His heart went cold and he felt less burdened. He looked at Lou Cheng with disdain.
"I, Cai Ritian, am going to defy the heavens!"
"Not bad. You're in a good state." Lou Cheng praised.
Cai Zongming reached out his right hand and punched everyone one by one. Finally, he punched Lou Cheng's shoulder and walked up the stone steps with the attitude of wind blowing and water freezing.
He stepped into the ring and stood in the center. He looked at Gao Shengli, whose eyes were filled with anger. His mind raced as he thought of a strategy.
The referee waited for the electronic clock to hit the hour. He raised his hand and said,
"Conversation time starts now."
Cai Zongming glanced at his opponent "weakly" and said sincerely,
"We're not looking down on Jinfeng. We're just taking a risk to enter the finals."
Uh … Gao Shengli had never met anyone who used conversation time to explain something like that. He was momentarily stunned and didn't know how to respond.
Cai Zongming continued, minding his own business.
"Capital is very strong. We have to use every ounce of strength and squeeze every ounce of potential out of them to have a chance of winning. Lin Que doesn't have abnormal stamina like Lou Cheng. He can't be full of energy after a day of rest. So we can only let him rest this round and face Capital in peak condition."
That makes sense … Gao Shengli thought carefully and couldn't help but nod slightly.
Cai Zongming maintained a sincere attitude. "We know that Lin Que resting will make this round uncertain. But in order to win Capital, we can only do this and take a risk. It's not that we're looking down on you guys …"
He laughed bitterly. "We're walking a tightrope."
Seeing him speak so sincerely and politely, and mocking his choice, Gao Shengli's anger was extinguished little by little. He put down his guard and nodded slightly.
"If it were us, we'd probably do the same. After all, Lou Cheng has the strength to fight one against three."
Hearing this, Cai Zongming laughed and said as if he regretted not having met him earlier, "And this is also a chance for us, the substitutes, to see what it's like to be the weak against the strong, to see how powerful the Iron Shirt of the Dan stage is. Otherwise, if we put Lin Que in the position of holding the field, there's a big chance that he won't have to compete, right?"
This guy's words are very pleasant to hear … Gao Shengli's heart warmed. He looked at Cai Zongming's eyes and said modestly, "It's not as good as Golden Bell Cover, Vajra Unbreakable Divine Art, Immortal Flesh, Jade Formula, etc."
"It's all the same to me. Anyway, they can't break my defense." Cai Zongming seemed to use the conversation time as an opportunity to chat, making Gao Shengli's mood better.
In the end, he deliberately looked around and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry.
"Actually, the coach has another reason for sending me on the field, and that is to polish and train. Why did he choose me and not the other substitutes? Well, you've seen my information and previous fighting videos, right?"
"I know some information, but I've only seen two videos." Gao Shengli said frankly.
"I only officially joined the special training team last February. Before that, I was just fishing in three days and drying the net. After many years of martial arts training, I'm still only of Amateur Fifth Pin." Cai Zongming sighed and looked proud. "After nine months of special training, I reached Professional Ninth Pin from Amateur Fifth Pin. Now, look at my Qi and blood. I'm strong Ninth Pin, right?"
"Yes, you've only been practicing martial arts for one year and two months?" Gao Shengli was a little surprised. When he looked at the information, he only paid attention to the opponent's current level and didn't explore the story behind his growth.
This kid's talent is not bad … Is this the reason why their coach sent him on the field to polish him?
"Yes, so I still have some talent." Cai Zongming smiled. "This is one of the reasons why our coach thinks highly of me …"
He glanced at the electronic clock and coughed twice. "The other reason is …"
While Gao Shengli was concentrating on the answer, the referee suddenly raised his right hand and swung it down.
"Begin!"
The conversation time was over!
What was the other reason? He had a supernatural ability? He had a talent for fighting? Encountering a "cliffhanger", Gao Shengli couldn't control his imagination for a moment.
At this time, Cai Zongming had already closed his mouth. Using his spine as a bow and his legs as a bowstring, he shot out like lightning. With just a pounce and a step, he was in front of his opponent.
Bam!
Cai Zongming's shoulders exploded with strength. His right hand stretched out, five fingers flicked, and directly grabbed Gao Shengli's eyes.
No matter how powerful the Iron Mantle was, it still had a weak spot!
At the same time, he clamped his tailbone, tightened his thighs, and kicked his right leg between his opponent's legs.
Up and down kick!
At this time, Gao Shengli suddenly realized that Cai Zongming had deliberately stopped there to distract him and create a good opportunity for a sneak attack.
His previous sincerity, respect, and politeness were all an act. He only said those words to make her lower her guard!
With a boom, Gao Shengli's heart burned with anger. The anger from being deceived, the anger from being treated with kindness, and the anger from being insulted!
He actually thought he was a good person! He thought he was sincere and not bad!
Gao Shengli fiercely twisted his waist, using his thighs to block his opponent's kick. He lowered his head and aimed his forehead at his opponent's finger.
Dong!
Cai Zongming kicked his opponent's bulging thighs. It was as if he had kicked an iron plate. His five fingers suddenly softened, changing from a grab to a press. After pushing Gao Shengli's forehead, he used the force to rebound and quickly retreated.
The angry Gao Shengli didn't even think about it. He gathered his qi and blood, exploded his dantian, and with a crack, fiercely pounced on his opponent.
Cai Zongming had just stabilized his footing and had already flicked his spine, forcibly changing his direction. He narrowly avoided his opponent's fierce pounce. Of course, his opponent was still in front of him.
When he was on the stage, he had already thought it through. It was impossible for him to win against an eighth pin Dan stage martial artist with Iron Mantle. Therefore, his goal was to exhaust, to exhaust most of his physical strength!
In order to achieve this goal, he had to provoke his opponent and not let him have time to calm down!
This depended on the design of the dialogue.
It just so happens that I'm very good at this!
Come, come hit me! Student Little Ming's thoughts flashed through his mind.
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