Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 220 Finals (6)

  In the first match, Tang Yi always had the upper hand.

  The other party received two kicks from him in succession. After Tang Yi swept across, he punched him hard, and NY Jiangqiang received another punch.

  The body took several steps back before it could stabilize.

  Free combat always pays attention to flexible use, integrating punches, feet, elbows, knees or falls and other three-dimensional techniques, both long and short, and fully displayed.

   "Shh~"

  The whistle sounded suddenly, Jiang Qiang was kicked to the ground, and the referee blew the whistle to pause.

  In kickboxing, if one side falls, the other side can no longer strike.

  Falling to the ground, the general stood up on the ground, and the referee held a flag in his hand and placed it in the middle of the two, and gave the order to start again.

   This time Jiang Qiang learned to be smart, and he didn't dare to attack rashly, and kept testing on the edge of Tang Yi's action.

   He punched you, missed, and quickly retreated to his safe zone. The next time, he kicked you in a feint, and retreated quickly.

   This is engaging in mentality.

   Tang Yi narrowed his eyes, and a sneer appeared in his heart.

  Although as the saying goes, if the enemy does not move, I will not move, but in his case, if the enemy does not move, then he will move.

  Jiang Qiang calmed down and stared closely at Tang Yi who was opposite him.

  Finding an opportunity, Jiang Qiang stepped forward, and at the same time punched with his right hand, aggressively.

  Tang Yi seemed to have guessed the range of his attack. He turned around to hide, and took the opportunity to get close to Jiang Qiang. He held the hand he hadn't had time to retract with his right hand, and made a fist with his left hand, hammering hard at Jiang Qiang's chest.

   Shocking pain spread across his chest, and Jiang Qiang's expression turned ferocious for a moment.

   That **** hurts!

  Before he could react and struggle, Tang Yi pinched his wrist with both hands, turned his body around, and gave him a fall.

   Before the pain in his chest subsided, he felt a real, numb pain swimming from his whole body.

  Fuck!

  For a while, Jiang Qiang could only hear his own heavy exhalation, and he even felt stars spinning in front of him.

  The referee blows the whistle, suspends the game, comes to Jiang Qiang, and counts the seconds.

   When the seventh second was read, he still stood up.

  The referee stood up, lowered the flag, and stepped aside.

  However, the two had just entered the state, and it was time for the first game.

  The two sides took a break, and played the second game one minute later. The referee announced that the game was a draw.

   Retreating to a corner in front of his team, Tang Yi sat down, took the towel handed over by someone, and wiped the sweat dripping off his face.

   "Keep this state, don't exert too much force, and basically win."

  Jun Gu unscrewed the cap of the water bottle and passed the water up.

   Later, as Jun Gu said, there was no suspense for ET to win the first game.

   "Yes, you, this time the performance is really good."

  After Tang Yi left the stage, Su Yu took his shoulders.

   "Thank you." Tang Yi is relatively thin, with a wheat-colored complexion, which makes him a bit simple and honest when he smiles.

   "I thought NY was so strong, but looking at it like this, it's just mediocre."

  ET welterweight member Yu Guang laughed and said.

"That's not true, the opponent's strength is not bad," Tang Yi recalled the fight on the field. It is undeniable that he also lost several points to the opponent. "It should be that he slept well last night. I feel very energetic today, as if I have inexhaustible strength.”

Su Yu put his hands in his pockets, "Okay, okay, it's Wen Yao's next game. Playing the game seriously is the respect for the ring." He looked at Yu Guang: "Next time, don't take it for granted. A welterweight, didn’t you still beat a welterweight like you back then, we can’t be a frog in a well, take it for granted after winning a match, and get carried away.”

   A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face from the corner of the eye, more of a shame.

   "Brother Yu is right."

  This is also the reason why Su Yu, a welterweight, can be so arrogant in the ministry.

  When everyone first joined the club, there was always friction, and Su Yu almost beat up the entire club members, except Wen Yao, who had a mild personality.

  Speaking of which, their coach Gong didn't beat several people on his own back then. I heard that one of them was the third runner-up in feather weight at the capital city level.

  That person's skill is not much worse than that of the people in the ministry.

   "I just want to tell you that we are a half-baked guy who jumped up halfway," Su Yu patted Yu Guang's shoulder, "In this respect, they are our predecessors, so we can't be so defiant."

  Yu Guang lowered his head: "I know Brother Yu..."

  Jun Gu's eyes skipped over several people, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

  He turned his head to one side, and Gong Jiu stood silently aside, with his head slightly lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

  Energetic…?

  She has watched the video of Jiang Qiang's game, she shouldn't lose so easily...

  His eyes are deep and deep, revealing a bit of coolness.

  So, where is it... not quite right...

   Guess what game is next?

  (end of this chapter)