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I caressed my face with my hands, trying my best to appear calm. Under the audience's attention, I stepped over the cordage and stood on the stage.

Seeing me come back, Katherf pinched his nose and said with disdain: "Aiya, I smell a whiff of sh * t. Zhao Long, did you pull it down into your pants?"

I was about to counterattack when the referee made a gesture to stop our argument.

It was impossible to predict how his moves would change.

I did not dare to be sloppy and waited patiently, but always dodged my several punches and punches.

Katherf was sometimes tight and sometimes loose, sometimes attack and sometimes defense, sometimes attack and sometimes defense, making it impossible to break through, making it difficult to attack.

I tried to use the serial fist to attack it, but with three punches, all of them were dissolved by Katherf. Katherf's eyes lit up, he used his fists and legs, as though he wanted to take the initiative and defeat me as soon as possible.

I felt more and more tired.

To be more precise, I was already quite tired. The torment from the diarrhea had made me limp and weak. I felt that the speed and strength of my punches had been greatly reduced. On the other hand, Katherf was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, radiating with vitality. He suddenly attacked with his fist, occasionally taking a step back. In one breath, he completed his moves in a threatening manner.

Facing such a powerful opponent, I suddenly wanted to try using fall method at close range to suppress him. Thus, I quickly closed in and waited for the opportunity to use fall method.

But Katherf was not an ordinary person, when I got close to him, he suddenly used a move that was as fast as lightning, hitting me right in the stomach.

This strike hurt so much that it was hard to bear. It was as if there was a myriad of things moving in my stomach. Normally, this knee strike might not have had much effect on me, but at this moment, due to the diarrhea, the muscles in my abdomen seemed to be quite weak. I actually wasn't able to display my usual resistance to blows, causing me to stagger backwards in pain.

Katherf took the opportunity to give chase, and before I could even react, he unleashed three punches in a row.

Two of them hit me hard in the face. The burning pain was instantly triggered.

But facing Katherf's quick and violent attack, I seemed to have no way to refute him. I could only defend and defend, not allowing the other party to hit me.

However, things went against his wishes. The more Katherf fought, the fiercer he became. He quickly used a high kick and aimed at my chest.

I took a few steps back and almost fell.

At this moment, I was fully aware of the situation.

But I have to insist. I have to find a way to save the situation.

Just as I was about to launch my counterattack, the first round ended.

The judge raised his red card, indicating that Katherf had won the first round.

During the break, Captain Sun appeared to be in a hurry and taught me some techniques. I was not in the mood to listen to the chatter, but I touched the red swelling on my cheek.

In the end, You Meng understood what was going on and came over to help me wipe my sweat. I noticed that You Meng's face was also covered in sweat, and fine little beads of sweat slowly rolled across her white face, as if it was a beautiful scene.

You Meng wiped my sweat while asking in concern, "Zhao Long, are you alright? Does it hurt? "

I shook my head, saying that it didn't hurt, but it was actually extremely painful. However, I heard that You Meng's voice was a little hoarse. Just as I was about to ask what was going on, a female cheering soldier explained: "Secretary Zhao, just now, By Staff Officer shouted for you to cheer till her voice turned hoarse."

A wave of emotion flitted through my heart, and at the same time, a powerful force surged through me.

If he tried his best, this power might just be a temporary impulse.

But I felt warmth on You Meng's face.

I suddenly had an urge to grab the handkerchief from You Meng's hands to wipe the sweat off her eyelids, but just as I thought that, I was overthrown by my masculinity. After a flash of thought, I realised: What a terrifying idea, with so many people paying attention to me, how could I do such a thing? But then again, since You Meng was so selfless as to help me wipe off my sweat, why couldn't I put down my airs and show her my care?

He felt a bit conflicted in his heart.

At this contradictory moment, the bell rang.

Miss Lifting Card walked with graceful steps, holding up the 'second round' sign and displaying it on the stage, then the second round officially began.

I heard the overseas Chinese below the stage, as well as the cheering squad led by You Meng. I also saw countless little red flags waving in their hands.

A type of power filled his entire body. Let me seem to forget exhaustion, forget abdominal pain, forget failure.

There was only the desire for victory in his heart.

In this round, Katherf still continued to use his powerful punches, continuously hitting my head, chest, and face. To be exact, the strength of his knee strikes was a little too much for me. The speed of his knee strikes, the strength of his strength, as well as the fact that I was suffering from diarrhea, caused me to be a little confused. Because of this, I quickly adjusted my mental state and steps, avoiding as much as possible, strengthening my vigilance and defense, at the same time counterattacking with my kicks and punches, and finding an opportunity to use the Chinese fall method.

Compared to the first game, I completely got rid of my anxious mood. Although I was in a passive state due to my illness, the angle of the battle was gradually adjusted. I was completely calm and extraordinary in the battle.

The following kicks tempted Katherf to take precautions, but in reality, I had suddenly unleashed my fall method, throwing Katherf fiercely onto the ground.

The audience burst into applause. Amidst the applause, I heard You Meng's hoarse shouts of support. I wanted to look back at her beautiful figure and her concerned eyes. But in the situation on the field, I'm not allowed to be careless at all. I had to be prepared, to be on the defensive, to be as passive as possible.

Although Katherf fell down, he stood up and continued to attack me as if nothing had happened.

However, I was currently feeling refreshed, forgetting about my injuries and my abdominal pain. I only had one belief in my heart: that is, to completely defeat Katherf.

As a result, Katherf fell victim to my fall method again and again, until he became extremely dizzy.

The situation in the arena changed.

After obtaining an opportunity, I changed my footwork, and displayed a fist technique that carried the intent of serial fist to counterattack. In that moment, Katherf's ferocious aura was completely suppressed, and blood started to trickle down from his forehead. He took two steps back and quickly wiped the blood off his forehead, as if he found it somewhat inconceivable.

But how could I give him another chance? Swiftly stepping forward, I used three consecutive kicks, hitting Katherf's stomach, chest, and face respectively. Katherf was not able to withstand the impact and staggered before falling to the ground.

When he got up again, he had no chance at all.

I continued to use the serial leg, instantly scattering Katherf's soul from the kick, in a sorry state.

Following that, with unstoppable force, as if a ferocious tiger from the mountain, I crazily launched wave after wave of attacks at Katherf.

Katherf had always been at a disadvantage.

When I chased to the side of the cordage, I used a high kick to hit Katherf's face, causing him to almost fall off the cordage.

… ….

The bell rang to end the match and the second round came to an end. I held up my arms in excitement.

But at this moment, I suddenly realized that my physical strength had almost been completely used up.

I walked to the corner of the cordage, and it was still You Meng who took out a handkerchief to wipe my sweat, but after wiping it away, You Meng made an exceptionally bold move: She actually excitedly kissed my forehead.

"Zhao Long, you're awesome. I love you so much! " You Meng seemed to have forgotten about the occasion as he praised her unrestrainedly. At the same time, he took out a handkerchief and helped me wipe my sweat.

My heart lurched, and I felt the pain in my cheek disappear. Instead, it was giving off a special fragrance.

That was a mark left on You Meng's lips.

If it was in normal times, when You Meng would suddenly kiss me like this, it would really be hard for me to accept. But in such a setting, in such an exciting atmosphere, it was only understandable that she would suddenly make such a move. I can understand it as her encouragement and praise, or as a reward. Looking at You Meng's perspiring face, warmth flowed into my heart. Of course I can tell that You Meng's current state isn't very optimistic. The effect of the fever on her had not faded. And her voice, which was almost completely hoarse, made me more and more aware of her concern for me.

To be exact, this kiss was not an intimacy between lovers, but a heartfelt blessing and encouragement.

However, the only thing that was worth confirming was that this kiss gave me endless motivation.

The Captain Sun watched as You Meng wiped off my perspiration and reminded me, "Zhao Long, just like this, we will fight steadily. As long as we can suppress Katherf's morale, he will not have the chance to take the initiative anymore. I can't give him any chance, like I did just now … "

I only nodded slightly.

The bell once again rang, and the third round began under the display of Miss Lifting Card.