Nonsense! I'm almost crazy. I even wonder if the referee was bribed by the Japanese?

At this time, there was chaos under the challenge arena.

Many people of insight began to stand up spontaneously and shout: severely punish the Japanese side's violations, severely punish the Japanese side's violations!

Director Qi also led by dream and others to protest.

Yamamoto Xinlong is a look of indifference, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The host on the rostrum saw this situation and made a speech as soon as possible: quiet, quiet, please be quiet. Now, let's have a rest and prepare for the next game.

The protests were even louder.

The referee hesitated for a moment, raised shinlong Yamamoto's right hand, and announced that shinlong Yamamoto, the winner of this bureau, is Japan's representative.

Protests and shouts escalated again. Even some overseas Chinese angrily threw things at the challenge arena to express their anger. Director Qi almost jumped up in situ to protest against the organizing committee's disregard for the illegal attack of Japanese representatives.

But by the dream is the emotion is excited, unexpectedly conveniently took off own shoes, threw toward the Yamamoto Xinlong's head.

Shinlong Yamamoto ducked, his shoes hit the referee's face, and then reflected them under the challenge arena.

For a while, the scene got out of control.

The referee turned to the rostrum for help.

A member of the rostrum had to make a speech: please be quiet, please be quiet. In view of the violation of the rules by shinlong Yamamoto, the Japanese representative, the organizing committee made a temporary decision to deal with it, and the results of this bureau are still valid. However, the organizing committee will deduct the corresponding scores of Japanese teams and individuals as appropriate. As for the deduction amount, it needs to wait for the organizing committee to study and decide. In order not to affect the normal progress of this exchange meeting, I hope you will calm down and believe that the organizing committee will make a correct and fair judgment. Now, let's invite the representatives of both sides to return to their seats and have a rest.

The fierce protest finally became weaker and weaker. But there are still a number of people who hold their arms to condemn.

Indeed, on the surface, the decision of the organizing committee is fair and there is nothing wrong with it. But as a rule, Yamamoto shinlung's win should be eliminated decisively, rather than negotiated to deduct points as appropriate. In that case, it's hard to have a definition standard.

It's more like the Organizing Committee issued a blank check!

My mood gradually cooled down under the unfair treatment of the organizing committee.

Yamamoto returned to the rest corner like a duck. For many of the audience's scolding, he simply turned a deaf ear, psychological quality can be seen.

The referee gave me a shove to show me to take a rest. I hesitated for a moment, but I didn't take it seriously anymore. I went back to the rest corner.

From dream side wipe sweat for me while indignant tunnel: beast! Shinlong Yamamoto is a beast!

Director Qi also pinched his waist to condemn injustice: the organizing committee is not a good thing! Connivance, it's just connivance!

I took a deep breath and said with a smile: with leadership, it's already like this. Instead of complaining, it's better to find a way to break through. Next round, I'll take back what I lost.

Li Zheng came up and said: no! In the first game, I rubbed my eyes and said: shinlong Yamamoto's game is better than his eyes. The light was dazzling just now, which made him seize the opportunity. These people of the organizing committee, who are always doing things like taking off their pants and farting, adjust the lighting control, and even don't notice.

What's wrong with your eyes?

I said: not very comfortable. Grinding panic, like a trachoma, afraid of light.

From dream to ask: how can this be? Let me see for you.

By the dream close to my eyes, let me open some. I could feel the breath and concern of the dream. She opened her eyes quickly and blew a few mouthfuls carefully.

I smile: much better.

After a short rest and adjustment, the preparatory bell for the second game rings.

The fashion girls walked around the challenge arena in a cool and charming way, and opened the second round.

Shinlong Yamamoto and I went to the center of the arena one after another.

I clenched my fist, my teeth could not help clenching. The power of anger kept climbing in my heart. Just wait for the referee's signal and I'm ready to launch a counterattack.

Who thought that a member of the organizing committee suddenly made a speech: just now after the impromptu discussion of the organizing committee, it was decided to deduct 12 points for the Japanese team and 20 points for shinlong Yamamoto. I hope that in the next competition, the representatives of all countries can abide by the rules. In case of any similar situation, the organizing committee will directly cancel the competition qualification of the violators and cancel all the results. It's not easy to get results. I hope you can take a warning, use proper means, fair competition and resist illegal operations

This painless way of dealing with it once again caused a lot of discontent and protest.

But in many cases, protest can only be a form. It is not the majority, but the minority, who really have the right to decide.

In the short protest, the competition hall gradually returned to calm.

The referee held up his hand ready to signal the battle.

With a gesture, the whistle whistled.

The whistle sounded like a bugle on the battlefield. Both sides of the enemy and ourselves rallied and quickly and decisively put into the fighting state.

There is no omen, we all rush to the opponent!

Bang --

let's touch it!

I didn't wait for Yamamoto to get back stable, but I quickly attacked.

A straight, crouching fist hit him in the stomach.

Yamamoto Xinlong was a little caught off guard, but in an emergency, he was able to hold his stomach and avoid attack easily.

But I have prepared a hook for him. After the straight fist failed, I cut my palm and went straight up with the power of thunder.

Yamamoto didn't expect me to come here. In a panic, he got a hook on his chin.

This is not a weak blow, I can clearly hear Yamamoto's chin make a crisp sound. Even if it's not the sound of the mandible, it must be the teeth that have been hit violently.

In one stroke, I immediately added some confidence, and continued to skillfully use the combination of virtual and real boxing and Yamamoto Xinlong. Yamamoto Xinlong couldn't understand the way of my boxing combination for a while. In a short time, he even hit several times.

In fact, the moves I used originally belonged to the category of palm techniques. But because of wearing boxing gloves, I can't use the palm technique, so I can only change some clever moves of the palm technique into fist technique. I didn't expect that such a change would achieve unexpected results.

But shinlong Yamamoto, after several attacks in a row, decisively changed his tactics and began to fight a distance war with me.

For a while I couldn't get close.

As a matter of necessity, I began to use leg techniques to attack.

Yamamoto and I also use whip leg to defend, legs collide with each other, and back away at the same time.

Extraordinary strength! Shinlong Yamamoto's leg technique is really exquisite. I only feel that the leg is numb and painful quickly. Although it's not too bad, I can feel full of strength.

In fact, this double leg collision is very important. The impact of the dull sound of the collision makes the referee on the other side silly. As long as you are an expert, you can feel the shock from this leg! This shock is not only reflected in strength, but also in speed and momentum. If either Yamamoto or I are ordinary martial artists, we may hear the sound of broken legs.

After a brief and fast meeting, we stopped beating and attacked again at the same time!

Still whip legs!

One leg sweep, two legs collide!

The foot just landed like a dragonfly, my back toe a little, with the help of rebound, legs again!

Slap - two crackles!

Yamamoto Xinlong even went out to attack again, accurately positioned and stopped my attack.

But in fact, he showed a flaw in this section, so that I can get close.

Punch! Elbow! Flush your knees! Fast as lightning!

At this moment, I seem to forget all the routines and moves. I only remember the word "attack". I can't help but fight again and again.

Yamamoto, of course, is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He began to use the same tactics to launch counter attacks in defense.

In a flash, we continue to attack each other more than ten times!

This bout of forgetful hand to hand combat made Yamamoto Xinlong eat my two hook fists and one straight fist. One of the fist skills is indispensable, which makes shinlong Yamamoto become a panda eye.

But I was not safe, the mouth was hit by Yamamoto Nobutaka. The left corner of the mouth was torn hard enough to have more than one centimeter, and a large stream of blood flowed from the crack! However, in this fierce battle, this injury is nothing at all. I don't even feel any special pain. Blood flowed into my mouth, I sucked two, and spewed a thin blood column into the air.

All the people under the stage were stunned.

A brief fight, a wonderful duel.

Applause and shouts burst up, cheers mingled in it, it seems particularly insignificant.

What the audience wants is this bloody thrill!

In fact, Yamamoto Xinlong is not easy. His eyes are blinking rapidly. His tears are shining in his panda's eyes and flowing down.

However, shinlong Yamamoto's morale was not seriously affected. He twisted his neck, and the neck cone joint made a continuous clicking sound, like a demonstration. With his grim eyes, it stimulated the audience's mood to soar!

There was a Japanese representative who started shouting: Yamamoto! Crush him! Kill him! Victory will be yours soon!

Just at this time, the second game ended.

In the warm applause, the referee raised my hands and announced the result.

Back to the rest corner, I took two deep breaths and felt that the physical consumption was not great, but the pain at the corner of the mouth became more and more obvious because the battle stopped. The mouth was salty.

Dream helped me to wipe the corner of the mouth, ask: does it hurt?

I smile: no pain. It's strange.

By the dream on my arm gently twisted: this round is OK, the next round to take care of him, how?

I nodded: encourage, it should be OK.

From dream face a red: think of the beauty. Wait for you, wait for you to win the little Japanese, how to encourage.

I am stunned. I dare to change my tactics from dream. I will write a blank check!

A glance, but saw by the dream that small foot. Just now, she threw her shoes on the referee on the challenge arena in a moment of excitement, and reflected them out without trace.