Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 255 Today, the opponent of all of you is me

  The boy's slender and beautiful hands were placed on the girl's head, and his movements were gentle.

  The sun is setting, and the sunset glow is faint, like a picture scroll exuding youthful atmosphere, full of business.

  Across the road, in the black car, eyes as thick as the night were dyed with a little bit of coolness, and looked at the opposite side quietly.

  The boy and the girl walked side by side. The girl kept turning her head and talking to the boy. She didn't know what she was talking about, so she rolled her eyes with a smile.

  The backs of the two fell to the ground, being pulled for a long time.

  Even though the two of them were gone, Jun Gu still couldn't get his eyes back for a long time.

  The anger and coldness in the eyes, in the long river of time, slowly became dazed, and then slowly absorbed into the endless blackness of the pupils.

  A stack of unopened books was neatly placed on the co-pilot.

  The top book reads: Encyclopedia of simulated question banks for the college entrance examination.

   After a long time, he closed his eyes, lowered his eyes, put his hand on the CD, his five fingers trembled slightly, and his fingertips tapped on it again and again.

   Deep in the heart began to crack, allowing some crazy things to spread and breed.

  When Gong Jiu went back to the club, Jun and Gu were gone. She stood at the door, paused, and closed the door again.

   The two of them didn't know where they went, and they didn't see anyone all the way in.

   Putting the backpack back into the bedroom, Gong Jiu twisted his arms silently, while exercising his muscles and bones, he went downstairs and walked towards the training room.

  The K1 competition has come to an end, and the members of the club will enter the preparation stage of the MMA individual championship non-stop, and the preliminaries will be two weeks later.

  The annual championship is a preparation for the next year's international MMA competition.

  Athletes who have performed outstandingly in the individual championship will go through another round of high-level screening to represent the country in the international arena.

   In the huge training room, the sound of boxing and hand-to-hand combat came and went.

  Gong Jiuan shuttled through it, with carelessness in his eyes, stopping from time to time to make a point.

  The whole space is filled with strong youth hormones, surging and passionate.

   Finding an open space and standing down, Gong Jiuhan raised his eyes lazily.

  For ET members, they are already able to handle this kind of domestic championships with ease, but they are still seriously preparing.

  They are not complacent because of the height they stand, nor are they proud of being favored because of their sufficient abilities.

  Gong Jiuhan squinted his eyes, and slowly let out a foul breath from his chest cavity.

   This is probably due to the good-looking, cheap brother.

  No matter what your strength is, how well you are in the arena, you must give your best in every match. This is not only respect for your opponent, but also respect for this arena.

  This principle is thoroughly implemented in ET.

"boom-"

  Under Su Yu's repeated attacks, Wen Yao was finally locked by his hands, and he fell on the ground and spun over his shoulder, throwing him far away.

  Sweat covered his cheeks. He sat on the ground and looked up at Su Yu, who was also sweating profusely. His chest was heaving because of panting: "Are you using me as a sandbag?"

   The big practice that was agreed, finally made Su Yu do actual combat, with strong fists and strong feet.

  Wen Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry for Su Yu's serious state.

  Not far away, Gong Jiu tilted his head slightly, and looked over from a distance, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, sweeping a faint look of interest.

  Thinking of something, she opened her legs and walked over slowly.

"Don't talk nonsense, get up and continue," Su Yu wiped his face, clenched a fist under his chest, and hooked Wen Yao with four fingers together, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his voice: "Be serious. "

  The tip of his tongue touched the inside of his cheek, and Wen Yao also became interested. He jumped up quickly, adjusted his breathing, and exhaled regularly with his lips.

   "Then seriously play with you!"

   Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his posture, he was blocked by the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

   Gong Jiuhan stood firmly between the two of them before they started fighting. She raised her left hand and landed it on Wen Yao's chest accurately and steadily.

  Wen Yao looked down at the slender and beautiful fingers on his chest, and was forced to back out. He raised his face and looked puzzled: "Coach?"

  Su Yu also withdrew his hand and stood up straight, somewhat puzzled what Gong Jiuhan was doing in this moment.

   Withdrawing his hands, the young man's face was dull, and his lips were stained with the familiar bandit and wild.

  Her jade-like hand fell on her chin, pinched the zipper of the dress, pulled it down slowly, and took off the coat in her hand, revealing the pure white T-shirt inside.

  The drooping eyelashes are long and dense, with a cold tone that repels people thousands of miles away, but it is surprisingly eye-catching.

  Other people who were training saw the situation here, stopped training by coincidence, and gathered around.

Throwing the coat he took off on the person standing next to him, Gong Jiu turned around, Tun Tun twisted his neck, and a pair of deep eyes fell on Su Yu who was standing opposite, indistinguishable between male and female. The voice is inexplicably attractive:

   "Your opponent is me."

  As soon as these words came out, the entire training room erupted into an uproar.

   They never forgot the history of Su Yu being beaten to the hospital and lying there for a long time. After all, the impact was so great, is it going to reproduce the original scene today?

  The ambulance visited ET twice in just two months, which was unheard of in the past.

   However, it turns out, they thought too little.

   After the young man standing tall in the middle of the crowd finished speaking, he paused and added:

   "Today, I am the opponent of all of you."

  !

  The hands of the man holding Gong Jiuhan's coat couldn't stop shaking.

They know that the so-called training exercises are never as real as fighting against people on the battlefield. In addition to following the rules in their usual training, they basically choose to fight against people in real battles, and improve themselves in real swords and guns .

  However, they definitely never thought of choosing this self-abuse method.

   The excitement is so strong that no one dares to think about it.

  —

  All members of ET found that the coach seems to be in a particularly good mood today.

  In the arena, people are constantly being eliminated, or they lose a lot, or they are directly kicked off the arena. After Su Yu, who was crushed and sexually abused to the point where he doubted his life and was eliminated, countless people went up in excitement, but fell down in defeat.

   But it is very different from the imagined brutal scene.

   No one was beaten to a bruise like before, but to a large extent, it gave them the most realistic sense of actual combat.

  While rejoicing, they couldn't help sighing in frustration, and were somewhat shocked.

  They couldn't even fight in the state of being put away by others. It is conceivable how vulnerable the strength they were once proud of was.

   And under this layer of emotions, there is a new round of cognition about Gong Jiuyin.

  But at their age, he is already able to control his own strength freely. How terrifying is this person.

  They were so shocked, it was the last time when Jun Guqing swept all the MMA players and won the championship with ease.

   "Hey, tell me, who is better, the coach or Boss Gu Shen?"

  Someone pulled the arm of the person next to him in a low voice.

   "Don't ask me, I'm thinking about it too." The man turned his head and replied, "I guess it takes two people to come together to find out about this."

   "Fortunately, we recruited people in the first place. I feel that we have found a treasure."

   "That's not it!"

   "..."

  On the ring, Gong Jiu raised his hand, lazily patted the shoulder on the other side, raised his lightly drooping eyes again, and landed on the boy opposite who was adjusting his breathing.

  His eyes glowed with laziness and dryness, but not piercing.

   "Keep breathing," she drew a half-circle under her feet, and hooked her hands at the man: "Come on, show your skills."

  The fight in the arena was fierce, and the people below watched it with gusto.

  I don’t know who caught a glimpse of the figure at the door, turned around and took a look, the calling voice was still tinged with excitement:

   "Boss! You're back!"

  Gong Jiu on the stage moved his dumb ears slightly, and subconsciously turned his face to look.

   Facing the man's eyes as dark as night.

  Like obsidian, it seems to be wrapped in thousands of thoughts, but it seems that everything is nothing.

  With just a superficial glance, the man staggered his eyes and disappeared at the door.

   Gong Jiuhan was caught off guard for a moment.

  He is, so what?

   No one's glory comes easily from the sky. They can gallop on the field, and the hard work and sweat behind them are invisible to others. You may think that such a powerful person does not exist at all, it is just that you think that some people deserve such a high aura for their talent and hard work.

  (end of this chapter)