The fight finally started. Everyone was nervous and excited, looking forward to it.

Zhe Zhiwei took a closer look. Although the opponent's movements were fast, they were not in place. After all, they were mainly defensive and lacked offensive experience.

What Ying Xuewu said just now still rings in her ears: "I injured my left shoulder during the competition last year..."

Zhe Zhiwei stood still, but he also moved...

"Boom~" The move was already passed between lightning and flint.

Zhe Zhiwei was kicked, and the opponent feinted a shot. It looked like he was punching, but he was actually using his legs. The attack site was his abdomen, but his forearm was blocked in front. Although it was blocked, he was still kicked back.

My feet slipped on the ground for two steps before stopping.

Park Min Ho was also punched and bent over.

One slips two steps back, and the other bends down on the spot. You can tell who is more powerful at a glance.

After Zhe Zhiwei stood firm, he rubbed his numb forearm. This leg was really strong, but it's a pity...

Park Min Ho was still standing there bent over, his hand covering his left shoulder that was hit by a punch, and he slowly raised his head, staring at Zhe Zhiwei with a look of pain on his face.

The pain around his left clavicle felt like it was broken. Last year, he was lucky enough to win, but he was also seriously injured here. He had to give up the next game and go to the hospital for treatment. After a long time, he finally connected the broken bone and blocked the nearby

Although his bloodline seemed to be getting better, he knew that this was his weakness.

He is right-handed, and when defending, he attacks with his right hand and defends with his left hand. If he does not attack, he can defend flawlessly, but if he takes the initiative to attack, and when he moves, he needs additional strength to attack, more or less mistakes will occur.

The opponent took advantage of that slight difference and hit him at his weakest point with one punch.

If he doesn't attack, he will wait for the opponent to attack, then he can resist with all his strength and deliver the same fatal blow. Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything at this time...

Zhe Zhiwei still stood there, motionless as before. He did not succeed with one blow and pursue the victory, but still stood there and waited. Waiting for the other party to come over. After all, everyone is still young and their cultivation level is not high enough.

To achieve a perfect balance of offense and defense, one must always focus on attack and defense.

In the previous match, both sides should have the same number of points, so we have to wait. If we wait any longer, we may end up adding overtime.

Park Min Ho took a deep breath, finally holding back some pain, and then took a deep breath, raised the hand covering his left shoulder, and stretched out his index finger towards the sky...

This was a gesture of admitting defeat. Everyone stared and couldn't believe their eyes. It was definitely a gesture of admitting defeat, and then the whole scene let out thunderous shouts.

After waiting for so long, the two sides remained motionless, and the overtime match ended in one move. In addition to a divine reversal, this was too dramatic. Although there was no thrilling fight, and there was no bloody tomato juice everywhere, but this

It would be false to say that these two games were not exciting.

The referee declared Zhe Zhiwei the winner, and Zhe Zhiwei saluted Park Min Ho.

Park Min Ho reluctantly saluted, then left the scene with his hands on his left shoulder.

Xining looked sideways at Li Chengwang and raised his eyebrows.

As a regimental leader with independent personnel, Li Chengwang has a lower official rank than the polished commander Zhe Zhiwei, but his status is no worse than that of Hu Liangming.

Li Chengwang naturally understood what the boss meant and asked softly: "Want to bring him in?"

Xining responded: "Don't be embarrassed when you lose. We will still treat each other with courtesy... We will bear all the medical expenses."

The campus hospital is free of charge, but it only provides general medical care with limited capabilities. Sometimes serious injuries require money to be treated outside. If Park Min Ho had a noble background, he would not have been injured for so long and still have the root of the disease.

Li Chengwang nodded expressionlessly and left quietly amid the commotion.

Park Min Ho was sitting in the school hospital. After taking off his shirt, the school doctor did not dare to move when he saw the purple bruises and asked him to take a X-ray first.

The results came out, and the bones that were originally connected were broken again.

The school doctor frowned: "It can be reconnected, but it's still the same as last time. Medication is needed to allow the bones to heal as quickly as possible, and various treatments are needed to open up the blood vessels. If you still rely on yourself to heal, it will most likely remain the same as it is now, and it's possible

It's worse."

And all of these require money, and these expenses are beyond what he, a poor family, can afford. Originally, he relied on studying hard and receiving a full scholarship to maintain his studies. His family's annual income is about the same as one month's accommodation or meal expenses here.

Neither can afford it.

The reason why he participated in the competition was for money. After entering the rankings, he would get a bonus. The bonus was enough to buy food for the whole family for half a year, otherwise he would not take the risk to participate in the competition.

Park Min Ho exhaled slightly through his nose, sighed slightly and said: "It's better to treat conservatively, please doctor."

"Okay!" The doctor also felt helpless and regretful. There was no need to ask whether he had thought it through, because this student did not have the financial resources.

At this time, the door opened and a student walked in: "Park Min Ho, come with me. We have contacted Xinglian Hospital and the flight has been arranged."

The full name of Donghai Academy is the Earth Galaxy Alliance Military Academy, which represents the highest level of the military academy. Similarly, the full name of the Earth Star Alliance Hospital is equally awesome. The full name is the Earth Galaxy Alliance Hospital, which represents the highest medical technology and level on the entire planet.

Park Min Ho was stunned and quickly recognized the person. He was from Qingyun Club, and he would often appear next to the president of Qingyun Club. Although this man was very low-key and looked very ordinary, his position was definitely not low. He used to drag him along.

Master Zhe recruited members and sat in front of the cafeteria for three days.

He murmured: "I don't have that much money..." He couldn't afford the medical expenses in ordinary hospitals, let alone Starlink Hospital.

"Hurry up and get treatment as soon as possible." Li Chengwang looked around, pulled up the white sheets on the medical bed and put them on him.

He turned around and grabbed the clothes lying next to him: "The boss said, we will bear all the medical expenses!"

Five minutes later, Park Min Ho, led by Li Chengwang, got off the flying car and boarded a plane to an outside hospital.

Park Min Ho got on the plane, looked out the window, watched the plane take off, and still felt like he was dreaming. At this moment, his eye circles were a little red, how could he return this favor?

And Jiang Debin, who was preparing to compete on the field, wanted to cover his forehead.

The eight-member cheerleading team on the side was performing movements and shouting loudly: "Fourth Young Master Jiang will win, Fourth Young Master Jiang, come on..." Except for the slight change in the name of the slogan, everything else was exactly the same, which made everyone in the audience look at them sideways again.

Just now I was happily watching the cheerleaders, and now the cheerleaders are cheering me on. Only then do I realize that the feeling is really gone.

Not only that, the two girls who just helped him squeeze his shoulders and beat his legs were also cheering for him while they were dancing and singing with eyebrows raised, waving their hands. It felt like he was riding a tiger!

Okay, let's win! We can't win when two freshmen from Qingyun Club win, but he, an old student, doesn't win, and even calls a group of people to serve and cheer. If he doesn't win, he would rather be knocked unconscious or disabled, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

A portion.

Jiang Debin mustered up his energy and rushed forward as soon as the competition bell rang.
Chapter completed!