Martial Arts Master

Step by step onto the ring, Li Mao has already decided on his strategy for the next fight, which is to deal with Gao Shengli, a top-notch ninth-level man who cultivates the natural brute strength of the iron cloth shirt, and does not consider the possibility of "returning to the strength" - no At the critical moment, he should be unlikely to waste any more Dan Realm bursts.

If the mind is determined, the action will be steady. The more Li Mao walked, the more confident he became. When he stood opposite Gao Shengli, he even had some desire to fight and win!

No warrior likes to taste failure!

The referee glanced left and right, raised his right hand calmly and waved it down lightly:

"start!"

Li Mao arched his back and suddenly straightened up. With the force of a snow mountain collapsing, Li Mao pounced on Gao Shengli powerfully and swiftly, without any sense of being a weakling.

Well come! Gao Shengli secretly shouted, stepping forward to meet him without dodging, stretching his body and outlining his muscles, like half a black iron tower!

Ever since Tie Bu Shi became successful, my favorite thing was a close-quarters fight involving fists and fists. In this case, as long as the opponent did not simplify the Wai Gang, the seventh-level fighter would have to kneel down!

Snapped! As soon as he got closer, Li Mao suddenly swung his waist, pulled back his right arm, and rushed out with his fist, heading straight for the bridge of his opponent's nose.

No matter how powerful the iron cloth shirt is, the head will still be a problem. After all, it is not the iron head skill!

When Gao Shengli saw this, his shoulders were strong, his left arm was loaded, and he held it casually in front of his face. He did not stop, like a soldier charging under artillery fire, sliding forward and leaning forward, whip legs ready to attack. , fight danger with danger!

Li Mao's spine rose and fell, and he lost the strength of his right fist. He forcefully pulled his body and dodged to the side.

The most important thing when fighting against the "Jiujiu" who cultivates iron cloth shirts is to have patience. You can't think about becoming fat in one go, so as to avoid falling into chaos. Wait until a real opportunity arises, and then fight with the spirit of daring to fight. Go get it!

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Li Mao constantly changed his position and launched attacks on Gao Shengli's eyes, ears, nose, mouth, temples, throat, waist and lower vagina and other vital points. His punches were heard and his legs and legs were like whips, but as long as the opponent parried, he would launch. Counterattack, twisting the waist and swinging the hips, and forcing a strong attack from a non-vital position, he will get out in time, not greedy for power, not aggressive, and not entangled.

This battle lasted for a while, and the physical strength of High Victory, who had conservative ideas, slowly but resolutely declined, but he never found a chance to capture the enemy.

Li Mao's fatigue also began to accumulate, but he remained calm and observed his opponent carefully during the fight. When he noticed that Gao Shengli was feeling a little impatient when he punched and kicked his legs, his eyes suddenly became sharp. .

If this continues, the other party may have to use the "Huijin Hug Li" uncontrollably!

We must seize this critical moment!

Snapped!

He swung his right fist and struck the enemy's temple as fast as thunder.

Gao Shengli raised his left arm and stepped forward to grab the opponent with his right foot, shaking his arm and beating him fiercely.

At this moment, Li Mao, who was well prepared, tilted his right arm vigorously, swung his waist and hips, turned his body sideways, and slid to the back of his opponent.

His body was straight, his arms shook out, and his palms faced each other and slapped the enemy's temples, his breasts piercing his ears!

Gao Shengli was not in a hurry. He suddenly pulled back his left foot and stepped on Li Mao's feet. At the same time, he shrank his head, leaned his body, bent his right arm, and slammed the tip of his elbow back.

Snapped!

A strong and powerful sound echoed all around!

When faced with this situation, Li Mao did not retreat and dodge, but instead struck with a chopping fist, chasing his opponent's retracted head!

Following the momentum of the blow, he flicked his back, gave up his airs, and turned his body sideways into the air, narrowly avoiding Gao Shengli's back step, and allowing his elbow to just graze his chest and ribs. middle.

Snapped! Li Mao's ribs hurt and sweat broke out on his forehead. His punches lost most of their strength when they landed on the enemy's head.

Fortunately, he was well prepared. He endured the pain, snapped his fingers, and dug into his opponent's eye sockets!

Gao Shengli's sight was suddenly occupied by Li Mao's fingers, and his heart tightened. Even if he tried to "hug hard" again, he could not resolve this attack!

Upon seeing this, the referee hurriedly pushed Li Mao's shoulder with his right hand nearby and moved him out, avoiding Gao Shengli's blindness.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his other hand and said:

"In the second game, Li Maosheng!"

Hoo, ho! Gao Shengli took a few breaths, he couldn't believe that he lost like this, even though he could still achieve two Dan Realm explosions!

Li Mao covered his right rib and could not conceal his joy.

He actually actually won against an eighth-grade Dan Realm!

Even if he pays the price of injury, even if most of his energy is consumed by Cai Zongming, this is still a great thing!

Gao Shengli's face was feverish, and he felt a burning pain. After recognizing the reality, he didn't want to stay any longer. He turned around and ran to the edge of the ring, down the stone steps, and ran to the seats of the Jinfeng University Martial Arts Club. .

Halfway there, he saw the president Wei Rong, who had dyed yellow hair. He lowered his head in shame and pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

Wei Rong was angry and annoyed, and felt bitter about hating iron for not being able to become steel, but in the end he just sighed and said:

"That's it, we can't win anyway."

There is no hope of winning against Lou Cheng by myself and Liu Chunlai, so this is the only way...

Forget it, let’s have a good experience fighting against the chosen one. There may not be a similar opportunity in the future...

He is about to leave the university martial arts circle and enter the professional competition. He knows very well that he has almost no hope of entering the inhuman level. From now on, he will probably hang out in the North and South divisional competitions and fight in corresponding individual battles. The income is very generous and the status is not bad. He can compete with The favored men of heaven are no longer in the same "world", unless they are lucky enough to meet in the pre-selection stage for title battles such as "Martial Saint" and "King".

On the ring, the pain in Li Mao's right rib intensified and he did not dare to hold on any longer. Before his opponent could get on the stage, he turned around and walked towards the stone steps, slowly returning.

"In the third round, Wei Rong wins." The referee calmly announced the result of a battle that had never been fought.

Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke bumped their fists, faced Li Mao, and asked with concern:

"Are you okay?"

Li Mao took a breath and smiled without any bitterness:

"Fortunately, it's probably just a little bone crack."

How can you say "it's okay" even if your bones are broken? Lou Cheng was dumbfounded at first, then shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Li Mao, you don't have to fight so hard. Anyway, even if Gao Shengli can beat you, he's almost exhausted, and it won't have any impact on me."

Li Mao lowered his head and smiled:

"We are all members of the martial arts club. Every time I see you and Lin Que fighting so hard, but I can't play any role, I feel very, very ashamed and embarrassed."

"So, as long as I have the opportunity to play, I hope that I can win a game and be worthy of the name of a substitute member of the Songda Martial Arts Club..."

Speaking of this, he didn't say anything sensational, he just smiled casually and said:

"Anyway, it won't be my turn to fight the Emperor next time, so let me shine here and shine."

Only in this way can I feel that I am a member of the martial arts club and that I am in the same group as you...

If I can win the highest honor in the end, at least I haven’t done nothing and still made a negligible contribution!

Lou Cheng sighed secretly, without saying anything more, he clenched his fist and touched Li Mao and said:

"Well played, I thought you couldn't win."

"Hey, hey..." Being praised so sincerely, Li Mao couldn't help but smile proudly, causing the wound to twitch and ache.

After passing Li Mao, Lou Cheng felt inexplicably moved and warm in his heart, and walked towards the ring in a leisurely pace.

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In the live broadcast room, guest commentator Chen Sansheng said with a smile to host Liu Chang:

"There is only one suspense left."

"Is there still suspense? What?" Liu Chang expressed disbelief.

"It's just how long it takes Lou Cheng to wear one and two." Chen Sansheng replied hehely.

"I guess it won't be long. The two games combined can't exceed one minute. No, maybe not even thirty seconds!" Liu Chang guessed with a smile.

Chen Sansheng nodded slightly: "I think so too. Lou Cheng's methods are too rich, and he is going after Peng Leyun and Ren Li."

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Arriving on the ring, Lou Cheng saw Wei Rong, who had dyed yellow hair and was already standing, looking a little timid. He was not very willing to fight and had almost no desire to win.

The momentum is not enough... Lou Cheng secretly thought, and he thought about it. He walked towards the opposite side of Wei Rong while adjusting his mental and physical condition.

When he arrived at the predetermined position and half-closed his eyes, the referee glanced at both sides obediently, raised his hand and waved:

"start!"

Before the voice fell, Lou Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, the light in his eyes gathered, and the will in his body surged!

Suddenly, Wei Rong's eyes seemed to light up, and he seemed to see the snow-capped, majestic and heavy mountain peaks after the clouds and fog dispersed.

At this moment, in his mind, Lou Cheng was as tall as a snow-capped peak, with astonishing momentum!

In the flash of lightning, his spirit shrank and he was stunned for a short time.

Seizing this opportunity, Lou Cheng raised his hands, formed a seal on him, exhaled solemnly and said:

"Soldiers!"