Chapter 257: Breakthrough from desperate situation!

Nie Fengming, who had been fighting in close combat with Qi Long, suddenly retreated and moved away from Qi Long. Qi Long was not a fighter known for his speed. The opponent's unexpected move prevented him from keeping up, and he actually opened a distance. .

Ling Lan's eyes flashed coldly, she knew clearly that Nie Fengming was probably going to use a trick!

Sure enough, Nie Fengming suddenly leaned down and then jumped up suddenly. In mid-air, his body seemed to have a stream of air rushing from the soles of his feet to his right arm.

"Tear!" With a sound, Nie Fengming's right arm suddenly swelled, and the springing muscles squeezed through his school uniform, and the sleeves were completely torn.

"Pneumatic fist!" Nie Fengming shouted, making a fist with his right hand and hitting Qi Long hard.

"Just in time!" Qi Long's eyes burned with fighting spirit. Even though he knew he would be defeated, Qi Long, who would not back down, still waved his right fist decisively, "Look at my strength!" Only three levels of strength are possible. Help him withstand this move.

Seeing this scene, even as calm as Ling Lan, she couldn't sit still. She stood up suddenly and waited for the final outcome with a cold face.

"Bang!" There was a loud sound, and the two fists collided in the air. Endless power surged out from the opponent's fists and burst out where the fists touched. This power directly shook the entire arena, and the entire arena actually squeaked. There was a crunching sound and vibration.

As soon as they stepped forward, the ground suddenly exploded. Of course, this was just a virtual 3D image, but it was immersive. It was as if the arena they were standing on could not hold up in the next second and completely collapsed.

The cracks expanded rapidly outward. Nie Fengming's expansion speed and scope were smaller. But Qilong was bigger and faster. This proves that Qilong relied on the superimposed power of three inches of strength. In terms of internal strength, it was still slightly stronger. Be inferior to the opponent. Otherwise, the counterattack force of his steps will not be so great.

The two fists collided with each other for several seconds. In the end, they could not withstand the two opposing forces and were thrown backward at the same time.

Nie Fengming turned over like a kite in the air, and then removed his rebounding force and stood firmly in the corner of the ring. But even so, he still felt that his blood was surging, and there was a fishy sweet taste in his throat that was about to roll out. He bit hard Clenching his teeth, he forced himself to hold back his anger. As the second strongest person in physical combat in the ring, he did not allow himself to be injured in the ring. This was his dignity.

But Qi Long was even worse. He couldn't release his force as easily as Nie Fengming. He was directly ejected and sprayed out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably in mid-air.

Originally, Qi Long was injured by his opponent earlier, but he kept suppressing it with his strong body. But at this time, with the opponent's strong pressure, he could no longer suppress the injury. Not only that .This time he resisted hard, causing him more injuries. This is also the reason why he spit out blood when he was shot.

Qi Long didn't care about face as much as Nie Fengming. Since he couldn't do it, he simply didn't force it. He let his body fall heavily on the ring, leaving another scratch on the already broken ring.

Qi Long pressed his chest and fell to the ground. At this time, Colonel Tang Yu had come to his side, squatted down and asked: "Qi Long, can you still fight?" He didn't ask whether he would admit defeat, but whether he could. Fighting, this is the image of Qi Long in Colonel Tang Yu's mind. He will definitely not be a young man willing to admit defeat.

Qi Long grinned and said loudly: "Fight, why not fight? As long as I can still move, I will fight to the end."

Although Qi Long had no image to speak of at this time, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, which could be said to be a bit scary, his smile and his decisive words moved Colonel Tang Yu. Qi Long's honest face had a firm look on his face.

His silly smile is purer than that of those shrewd people. He is a person who devotes himself to fighting. Such people often climb higher and go further than those smart geniuses.

Colonel Tang Yu felt that his originally cold heart began to heat up, and he shouted loudly: "Okay! Then continue fighting!"

Tang Yu stood up suddenly, took two steps back, and stood in the middle. This meant that the game had to be interrupted, and the restart of the fight had to wait for his announcement.

Qi Long's lowered eyes quickly flashed with gratitude. He looked very mellow, like a good old man, but Han Jijun always said that he was very shady, and he understood everything that he needed to understand. In fact, it was true, and now,

When Colonel Tang Yu did this, he understood that he was helping him.

Interrupting the game is extremely beneficial to Chilong. It allows him to get a chance to breathe, his injuries can be treated urgently, and his originally chaotic energy can be sorted out and restored to his fighting strength.

Qi Long did not sit down and rest, but slowly got up. He could not let Colonel Tang Yu's kindness be discovered. Colonel Tang Yu saw Qi Long's extremely slow movements, and a flash of approval flashed in his eyes. He could be so indifferent.

Traces of using time to adjust his aura, this silly boy is not stupid, but this would be better, because there are too many conspiracies and tricks in this world, even if he is as powerful as the god-level master Ling Xiao, he will still inevitably fall into the trap and be plotted against.

It's always good to be flexible.

Although Qi Long got a chance to breathe, the time was not very long. It was only a few breaths before Qi Long stood firm.

"Can we start?" Tang Yu asked Qi Long again. Seeing Qi Long nodding, he turned to ask Nie Fengming. Seeing Nie Fengming nodding in the same way, he waved his hand and shouted: "The game continues!"

When Colonel Tang Yu interrupted the game, Lin Zhidong couldn't help but frowned and said: "Boss Huo, Colonel Tang Yu seems to be delaying time." Even if Colonel Tang Yu is the mentor of Qiao Ting, the leader of the Thunder, in this bet

During the fight, Colonel Tang Yu obviously favored the freshmen regiment.

"Well, Colonel Tang Yu has a good impression of this group of freshmen. It seems that most of the six places for next year have been determined." Boss Huo sighed. Originally, he hoped that the new students from the Thunder would get one or two places, but now it looks like

There is little hope.

Lin Zhidong said in astonishment: "You mean, these new students?"

"What do you think? Those who can represent the freshmen group must be their strongest people, and these people will undoubtedly be students in the future mecha class. Just the three freshmen on the field are enough to satisfy Colonel Tang Yu.

I just hope that the following two are the worst in the freshmen group as you said, then we Thunder freshmen still have some hope of becoming Colonel Tang Yu's students."

Seeing Boss Huo's perseverance, Lin Zhidong said: "Boss Huo, as long as we win this bet, we can take over all the new students. Then, Colonel Tang Yu will still be our Thunder's mecha instructor."

"You are right, but outsiders will not really contribute to the Thunder. It makes me more at ease that the Thunder's own people get the quota." Mr. Huo said sincerely.

People who join from the outside can be used or make great use of it, but the entire future of the Thunder must not be handed over to them. If the other party has resentment and cooperates inside and outside, then the Thunder will really be in trouble.

Lin Zhidong was startled. He nodded hurriedly and said: "Boss Huo is right to remind you. I will pay attention. There is still one year left. I have to find a way to get Colonel Tang Yu to recruit one of our Thunder's best geniuses."

Only then did Boss Huo say with satisfaction: "That's good!"

Lin Zhidong fell silent. He began to wonder if his original idea was too simple. As Boss Huo said, could people outside really become the pillars of the Thunder's future?

On the ring, with Colonel Tang Yu's voice, Nie Fengming pounced forward. His opponent seemed to be at the end of his strength. If he didn't fight at this time, could he really wait for the opponent to recover before fighting? Nie Fengming would not miss this opportunity.

One punch, two punches and three punches, punches to the flesh. Even if Qi Long gained a little time, it was not enough to restore the chaotic energy in his body to normal. So when Nie Fengming attacked, Qi Long even wanted to punch to intercept, but found that

.He actually lost the power to punch, and could only watch helplessly as he was hit.

With these punches, a large amount of blood flowed out of Qilong's mouth again. There was no doubt that the internal injuries were getting worse. Qilong didn't know how many more times he could hold on. He was unwilling to be defeated like this. He thought of Luo Lang.

, who is willing to take risks to activate his talents in order to win, and also thinks of Li Yingjie's ruthlessness in wanting to eat a piece of the opponent's flesh even if he fails.

Qi Long's eyes ignited sparks again. He must do what his partners can do. Even if he can't win, he must make the other party pay a heavy price!

Qi Long's mind became clearer and clearer. Although he didn't have the power to punch, his eyes still looked firmly at the opponent's fist, watching the fist hit his body again and again...

How does it feel to see yourself being abused? Qi Long doesn't know. Qi Long only knows that from the beginning, he couldn't see the opponent's fist clearly. Gradually, the speed of the fist slowed down. In the end, it was as slow as slow motion.

In his eyes, it is divided into patterns.

Starting from the opponent's luck, the swing of the fist is displayed in front of him. The route of the fist is clear. Unlike before, he had to directly judge where the opponent would attack from. Now, he can clearly see it with his eyes.

In vain, he can even directly determine which position in the route is the node where the force is exerted.

He knew that as long as his fist reached that position, not only would he not be able to feel the opponent's power, but it would even cause the opponent to bite back. But damn, he couldn't move now. If he could move, he could hit that spot, but he believed he wouldn't.

lose!

Qi Long was extremely upset now. If he still had the strength, if he could still fight back... At this time, Qi Long was surprised to find that his hands were moving, but he couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He couldn't do what he needed.

time to reach that position.

No, we can't just give up! Qi Long can no longer feel the severe pain in his body at this time. He only has one thought now, and that is to go faster, faster, and faster so that his fist can be used when he needs it.

to reach that point in time...

Ling Lan, who had already sat back in her seat and couldn't help but watch Qi Long being tortured, suddenly lit up when she saw Qi Long swinging his fists. However, Ling Lan was afraid that this was just an unintentional move by Qi Long. Seeing that Qi Long's speed was getting faster and faster, and finally exceeded his original maximum speed, he stood up again.

At this time, Ling Lan's eyes were filled with surprise. Could it be that Qi Long was really so lucky that he managed to break through in such a desperate situation?

Bang! Bang! Bang! This is the sound of a fist hitting a**!

There were layers of sweat on Nie Fengming's forehead. He didn't know how many times he hit the opponent with iron fists. However, except for the initial muscle trembling and pain reaction, the opponent didn't feel anything at all the next few times. Not only that, the pressure on him from the opponent was getting heavier and heavier, and he didn't even know if he was hitting a human being.

Nie Fengming's attacks became faster and faster, and his fists hit Qi Long like a violent storm. More and more blood flowed from the corners of Qi Long's mouth, and finally spurted out one mouthful after another. Everyone thought that Qi Long had no more blood left. With the power of war, he could only stand there passively and be beaten by Nie Fengming...

Even Colonel Tang Yu couldn't help but wonder whether to declare Qi Long's defeat directly, but Qi Long's eyes were still bright, as if he had never lost his fighting ability and was just waiting for the best opportunity.

"Bang!" This bang was different from the past. Everyone looked at the grinning young man who was vomiting blood in shock. Qi Long, who seemed unable to raise his fist to fight, actually raised his fist and hit him accurately. The opponent's fist struck, and the sound just now was the sound of the collision between fists...

"Okay!" At this moment, even the old students who didn't want to see the new students couldn't help but cheer for Qi Long! Xiaoqiang, who was so invincible, was in such a situation, and when everyone thought it was hopeless, he finally fought back.

"What's going on?" Nie Fengming's face finally changed, and he began to doubt himself. Could it be that his fists had no power at all, so he couldn't knock down the opponent, and finally gave the opponent a chance to counterattack?

"Feng Ming, don't be in a daze, keep fighting!" Boss Huo saw Nie Fengming's shocked face, stood up and reminded loudly. Of course he knew clearly that Qi Long's internal injuries had definitely reached a limit, and Nie Fengming only needed to fight a few more moves. You can completely defeat your opponent. No, maybe you can succeed with just one move.

Nie Fengming woke up immediately, bit his silver teeth, raised his fist again, and hit the young man in front of him hard!

"Bang!" It was still the opponent's fist that hit him. The opponent's punch was no slower than his. It happened to be intercepted at the moment when his strength had not reached its strongest, preventing him from exerting his strength, just like his stomach. It’s so uncomfortable to have flood discharge blocked intentionally.

"I don't believe you can keep blocking my fists!" Nie Fengming was already furious, and his fists fell like a violent storm, but Qi Long interrupted each punch at the point where he felt most uncomfortable.

"Ah!" He didn't know how many times he was hit, and suddenly the blood surged in Nie Fengming's chest. He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, sprinkling it on Qi Long's chest.

Many accurate interceptions prevented him from fully exerting his power, and he was finally forced back into the fluid. After a few times, his internal organs could not bear the force of the return flow, and finally it turned into internal injuries, and he finally squirted out uncontrollably. Blood.(To be continued..)

ps: The third update is 4,000 words. I completed the 10,000-word update today, which is definitely my high record. However, this is the result of an explosion of inspiration. I don’t know how often it will come again, so dear friends, don’t expect that it may appear in the future...

…Finally, good night!
Chapter completed!