The Ace Assistant

The team doctor is sealing the blood of fan Chen's right eye with hemostatic medicine. He only looks at the amulet in his palm with his left eye. She didn't come. It must have been unintentional. He knew that if she could arrive in time, how could he be absent?

She felt so miserable that she couldn't even notice the pain in her wound. Seeing that the gauze used to wipe her face was dyed red with blood, fan Chen suddenly felt a little lucky. Forget it, it's better not to come. Otherwise, seeing his embarrassed appearance, she might greet her opponent's family on the spot.

The one minute break was fleeting. The coach took away the amulet in fan Chen's hand and ordered: "Stinky boy, don't let everyone down."

Apart from the players and referees, all the others left the octagonal cage. Fan Chen walked into the middle without saying a word. The Korean player had a swollen face. Because of his nose injury, his whole face looked more frightening than fan Chen's.

Three games have passed, and the two have not yet made a clear winner. There is only one move that can win a comprehensive fight. It is to knock down the opponent with one punch and not be able to stand up within five seconds. If there is no ability to defeat the enemy with one move, the two players will have to play for five games. Then several judges will give a comprehensive score according to the players' various strengths to select the final winner.

Now that their physical exertion is more than half, the coach of the South Korean player gave him instructions to entangle fan Chen so that he would not have the chance to stand up, so that there was still a chance to win. Therefore, at the beginning of the fourth inning, the South Korean players would rather take two punches against fan Chen's fist, and rush to embrace fan Chen and drag fan Chen to fight the ground battle.

Ground warfare pays attention to fighting and subduing. Usually Cen Qinghe always likes to make trouble with Shang Shao city. He can't fight her, so the two fight together. As long as one person completely subdues the other and exceeds a certain number of seconds, the referee will judge the leader to win.

CEN Qinghe has never seen fan Chen fight on the ground, and he doesn't know how his ground fighting skills are. Cai Xinyuan is half baked, Jin Jiatong and sun Xiaofei are laymen. Cen Qinghe explains to them as he looks.

"Wrestling is particularly physical. If you're not careful, you'll be caught by your opponent, and you'll have to work hard all the time."

Fan Yuanchen is not fighting with fan Xinzi all the time

CEN Qinghe frowned and said nervously, "I usually don't see fan Chen hitting the ground, but the ground of the stick must be better than standing, otherwise he won't want to hit the ground."

During the talk, everyone's eyes are fixed on the cage. Korean players and fan Chen are entangled and fallen on the ground. Professional players are not ordinary people fighting on the street. Rolling together is a random fight. Every action of them has a strong purpose, both to attack and to defend.

Two tall and strong men, taut up and down every muscle of the body, is really close to hand combat.

If this picture falls in the ordinary time, cen Qinghe and Cai Xinyuan will chat about their body, face and technology with melon seeds. But at this time, fan Chen is the man in the cage. His beautiful bronze skin is covered with crystal sweat, and the shadowless lamp shines down from the roof of the shed with white light.

Because they moved their positions, cen Qinghe finally could see fan Chen's face. The handsome face standing on the stage at the beginning of the stage had already swollen edges and corners, especially the right eyebrow, which was so swollen that even the eyebrow bone could not be seen clearly.

Sun Xiaofei and Jin Jiatong can't bear it. They both put out their hands to cover their mouths, with heartache all over their eyes.

CEN Qinghe tears in his eyes, heart 10000 times told himself, this is the game, is the game, or she is afraid that she will not be able to help but run forward, tell them, don't fight.

For thousands of spectators, this competition is to spend money to buy a breathtaking and bloody performance. The harder the people on the stage fight, the higher the voice of the audience.

Cai Xinyuan pulled her neck and yelled, "fan Chen, kill him!"

"My mother sold me a lot of money and bullied people too much..." Cai Xinyuan murmured in a low voice.

What else can he do for fan Qingchen.

Five minutes may only be enough for people to walk away, sing a song, and talk about gossip. If they are introverted, they don't even think about what time to say.

CEN Qinghe always thought that five minutes was a short time. She could see fan Chen tearing on the ground all the time. The wound on her face burst open with her strength, and the white ground was scarlet. She was worried and couldn't bear it. She just wanted time to pass quickly and quickly.

She doesn't care about winning or losing. I believe that if Shen Yuhan is here, what she cares about is not the gold belt, but fan Chen.

Fan Chen's face was covered with blood. His right eye was sealed with blood. He couldn't see clearly. His left eye was sweating again. He was almost blindfolded and wrestled with his opponent. In the process of clamping, the opponent tried to hit fan Chen's face with his elbow. Fan Chen tried his best to avoid it, because the elbow of the professional choice often completely defeated his opponent with one effort.

He didn't want to lose, because Shen Yuhan didn't want him to lose. She said that the gold belt was beautiful enough to show off at home.

When he was old, fan Chen always wanted to go with Shen Yuhan from green silk to white hair. Even though such an idea was rarely seen in people of his age, he did.If he loses, Shen Yuhan will be disappointed, right?

Thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and tried his best. Every muscle in his whole body was tense and expanding. He didn't care about the wound on his face breaking open again, nor did he care about the muscle tension. He didn't even care about reputation interests, because what he cared about was always her.

He'll give it to her if she wants it.

South Korean players are good at ground wrestling. The coach gave him instructions to hold down Fan Chen and let his opponent exhaust his strength. He did the same thing, but he didn't know how strong willpower fan Chen had. Even when his arm was reversed, he would rather pucker his arm and cut off the gecko's tail in order to survive.

From Cen Qinghe's point of view, she clearly saw how fan Chen pulled his arm out of the other party's arms, and there was a nervous and cheering cry on the grandstand. After getting out of difficulty, fan Chen attacked with amazing willpower, and saw him riding over the other party's waist and occupying the absolute dominant power. At this time, the other party could only protect his face with both arms, so as to protect his weak points to the maximum extent 。

Fan Chen's left arm was injured. He used his right elbow to make a knife and cut the gap between the South Korean players' arms. With his hitting action, he would throw the bright red across his face every time.

Finally, his arms were split by hard elbows, revealing the swollen pig's face of the South Korean player. Fan Chen clenched his right hand and thumped hard, one hammer at a time, and each blow was a fierce blow to the other side.

At this time, the enemy will not die, he will die.

Inside the octagonal cage, it seems that it has become a arena of ancient Rome. The two men's bare upper bodies full of scars and sweat, and the blunt sound of fists pounding on the meat are annihilated by the roar of the sky. Cai Xinyuan, Jin Jiatong and sun Xiaofei can't help but stand up and shout.

CEN Qinghe put out his hand to cover his mouth. She didn't know what to call for refueling. The tip of her nose was sour, and her vision was blurred. She quickly reached out to wipe away her tears, for fear of missing something accidentally.

In this absolutely overwhelming attack, the referee will stop in time according to the situation of the beaten player.

Fan Chen was pulled up from his opponent by the referee. He had lost his strength, his hands were hanging on his side, and his fists were full of blood. I don't know whether it's his own or his opponent's.

The South Korean player fell to the ground, and the referee squatted on his side, as if he had said something, but there was no response. Then the medical team rushed to the stage. It seemed that the Korean player was seriously injured.

People with a clear eye can also see that fan Chen won the game.

There were cheers and cheers from the audience. Cai Xinyuan jumped straight and excitedly. Cen Qinghe was also happy, but his tears were mixed with joy and injury. It turned out that the cost of winning was too high.

South Korean players lie on the ground for treatment. After a while, they also stand up. His face is covered with hemostatic gauze. The rest of the blood has been cleaned up. On the contrary, fan Chen is covered with blood and sweat. He can't open his eyes. He only takes the towel thrown in by the assistant outside the cage and wipes it casually. The white towel is bright red.

The referee was standing between the two, and the sound in the stands was getting smaller, because it was immediately the referee's reading of the final result.

When the winner's name read the word fan Chen, the referee raised fan Chen's right arm high. Cen Qinghe covered his face and wept with joy. Several women around him cried. The game was so fierce that fan Chen's face was almost recognized.

The golden belt of the highest honor in the fighting world was carried up by two beauties together. The coach of fan Chen, the accompanist and the whole team can accept the honor on the stage.

Fan Chen was hugged and kissed on his forehead by many people. In the confusion, he saw the amulet that had been held by the coach. His left arm could not be lifted up, so he took it with his right hand and put it on his neck.

The host handed him the microphone and asked him to speak with a smile.

Previous champions were all about thanking the coach, family, team and so on.

But when he arrived at fan Chen, he was naked, wearing a golden belt of supreme honor and holding a microphone, facing Cen Qinghe.

Several people standing under the stage, his eyes through the cage net, directly fell on the lonely single seat, one second, two seconds, three seconds

In such a large venue, almost no one spoke, and everyone was waiting for the champion to speak. However, a long time later, fan Chen's world seemed to be still. He was so distracted that his swollen right eye narrowed into a slit, which could not tell whether it was open or closed. However, his left eye was particularly bright and simple, filled with tears, just like deer in the mountains.

The hand holding the microphone trembled uncontrollably. Fan Chen didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but suddenly closed his left eye. In front of thousands of people, he let the boiling tears gush out one by one.

At this moment, cen Qinghe couldn't help but cover his mouth. Fan Chen cried like a helpless child on the stage, even if he won the championship? The one he wants to show off most is not here.

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