He Chenguang was able to stand more steadily in the mud, but every step on the 13th was difficult.
Facing the danger of slipping soles of your feet and facing upward at any time.
Under the influence of these various factors, it is basically unrealistic to want the bear to hug He Chenguang on the 13th.
You and I went back and forth for a minute or two, and finally seized an opportunity and grabbed one of He Chenguang's arms, but He Chenguang sucked his hand casually.
Sigh ~
The arms slid out easily like loaches.
Under the lubrication of the mud, the friction is insufficient, and no matter how strong the strength is, it is useless.
Active attacks are extremely physically exhausting behaviors. Compared to defensive dodging, it consumes twice as much physical strength, which makes No. 13 very uncomfortable.
As the physical strength decreases, the movements become slower and slower.
He Chenguang, who had been dodging, finally started his sharp counterattack when he saw that No. 13's physical exhaustion was severely exhausted and his movements were severely delayed.
First, a cool whip leg came, knocking No. 13 to the ground, which caused cheers from the audience.
Before No. 13 had time to get up from the ground, He Chenguang rushed over and said Sanda to lock the throat, locking No. 13 tightly on the ground.
He had severe physical exhaustion and had difficulty in breathing. No. 13 had to admit defeat.
"The little guy won?"
He Chenguang's attack was sharp and swift, and he instantly defeated No. 13, who had been on the offensive, and the onlookers, including the students, had not reacted at the beginning.
After several seconds of reaction, shocking cheers broke out in the audience.
They exclaimed and shouted: "Chinese kung fu!!"
At this moment when everyone was cheering for Chenguang, as if they had seen a miracle, only Cook, who was originally smiling, suddenly became criticized.
All I could see was not confident and my heart was pounding.
The hand-to-hand fight between He Chenguang and No. 13 ended, and the remaining group of combat trainees were also affected by the sudden cheers of everyone.
One of them was attracted and distracted, and was knocked over by the other one.
Perhaps because he was dissatisfied with everyone in the audience, they were cheering for a mere little red man, and no one cared about his victory.
The student who won the big man No. 28 suddenly rushed over and gave He Chenguang an elbow from behind.
He Chenguang was not prepared and was knocked to the ground by an elbow.
Because of the dizziness that hit the head, he fell to the ground and made any movement.
"The Red People are not good. If you want to win, you are simply dreaming in the daytime. I am the number one, and only I can fight to the end."
The student No. 28 won by sneak attack, proudly raised his hands and shouted.
According to the basic rules of this training, there is indeed no problem with the student No. 28 who suddenly attacked while others were not paying attention.
But in terms of fighting etiquette and rules, it would be obviously a bit despicable for him to do so.
After all, there are only three people left in the game now, which means that the final decisive battle has begun. Only by winning head-on and one-on-one wins can everyone be convinced.
No one applauded him for the sneak attack on No. 28, and no one booed him for it.
No violations, no excitement, reasonable scope.
Everyone is looking forward to the finals and what will happen to the remaining three people.
The two Red People who were originally the least favored were miraculously able to survive to the end. This is really incredible.
There are two red people in the scene now, and the clamoring No. 28.
This only white student No. 28, without martial ethics, attacked No. 26, which can be said to have provoked conflicts.
What will happen in the end is indeed full of drama and expectation.
"You bastard..."
Among the tall European and Americans, solemn and hard-working have been to this point. They are truly a pure man. At the same time, they are exhausted very seriously and they are shaking when they stand there.
But seeing He Chenguang being attacked by someone, he still prepared to take revenge without hesitation.
Fuck No. 28!
However, Zhuang Yan had just taken angrily and took less than two steps, but he was caught up from the ground with excitement. He Chenguang, whose eyes were full of aggressiveness, was blocked.
This hatred.
He wants to report it himself.
"This guy usually goes against us, and this time it's a chance. I must teach him a lesson so that he knows that we Chinese are not easy to mess with."
After He Chenguang said that, he took off his coat and threw it on the ground, revealing his strong muscles and strode towards No. 28.
At this time, No. 28 was facing away from He Chenguang, and was still shouting to the eliminated students and instructors around him that he was worthy of being ranked first.
He didn't take the solemnity and He Chenguang seriously, as if he had won the victory.
Looking at No. 28 with his back facing him, He Chenguang did not do sneak attacks like him. He was confident that he could defeat No. 28 openly.
"Hey, silly guy, you're so happy too early. I haven't lost your grandpa yet."
Hearing the challenge from behind, No. 28 turned around nervously and found that He Chenguang was sneak attacked by him, and he was relieved in an instant.
He said arrogantly: "Little man, are you telling a joke? I will press you into the mud after a while to let you know what it means to make yourself boring."
Seeing that the 28th and 26th began to fight, the atmosphere in the training ground suddenly reached a climax.
All kinds of whistles, boos sounded!
Among them, Cook's voice was the most powerful, and he shouted with a blushing face and thick neck: "Come on 28, fuck him to death, you must be the strongest."
Whether or not you can save 10,000 oceans depends on the final duel of the king.
How could Cook not work hard to cheer up?
"Stop talking nonsense, come on."
When He Chenguang faced his opponent who was taller and stronger than himself, he had no fear in his eyes, only his desire and persistence for victory.
"Very good, ah~"
On the 28th, he was stimulated by He Chenguang's calmness. He clenched his fists and roared, and rushed towards He Chenguang, preparing to end the battle with one punch.
He Chenguang's eyes sterned and rushed up.
When both sides were less than three meters away, He Chenguang, who had been rushing forward, suddenly squatted down, stretched out his right leg and swept forward, and made a beautiful sweeping leg.
Standard Chinese kung fu.
On the 28th, He Chenguang's move was discovered, but because He Chenguang's speed was too fast, the distance between the two sides was too close, and the ground was too slippery to brake and avoid it.
A croaking sound.
Under the special force of the sweeping legs, he fell sideways and fell into the mud.
“Good, nice job.”
He Chenguang had the advantage at the beginning and clenched his fists solemnly and happily cheered.
"Crabs don't have meat. Is there cotton stuffed in your body? Such a big guy was overturned by a small guy. Bastard, hurry up and fight back."
As a white man, and also looked down on the 9th of the little He Chenguang from the beginning, he was angry and shouted next to him.
"This little guy knows kung fu. I bet that the little guy can win. Is anyone taking over?"
A black student seemed to like kung fu very much, and was attracted by He Chenguang's various actions. He held a 20-US dollar bill to stand on the platform.
At this time, the atmosphere on the scene had already risen, and someone took over the bet of the black students soon.
And under the leadership of black students, more than a dozen students joined the bet and bet on the "player" they liked.
The atmosphere on the scene is unmatched!
As the chief instructor, Long Zhan discovered this bet between the students, but he did not stop it, which was to release mental pressure on the students.
The best thing is to combine work and rest, not only the body but also the spirit.
Chapter completed!