The first round passed quickly. Li Zheng and Keszew almost tied.
But in fact, Keszew won with a slight advantage.
When the referee raised Kesev's right hand and announced the result, Kesev's face bloomed with a knowing smile.
Li Zheng was not discouraged. He panted and returned to the corner.
Director Qi anxiously asked him, "How are you feeling, Li Zheng? Can you hold on?"
Li Zheng smiled, "No problem.
Keszew is far from Yamamoto Nobutaka.
It's not difficult to beat him. "
Director Qi said, "Stop bragging, Li Zheng!
Let me tell you, prize money and honor are nothing compared to life.
The body is the capital of revolution. Don't let your body get hurt for the sake of the semi-finals.
It's not worth it.
Let me remind you, I'll throw out the white flag in advance. "
Li Zheng frowned, "Director, if you're a man, don't do this.
You're setting me up for an unjust act.
I quickly mediated, "How can you say that, Li Zheng?
Director Qi is also worried about you and is thinking for you.
Li Zheng smiled, "I know.
But I've said it before, I'd rather die on the battlefield than become a deserter and compromise for the greater good!
Director Qi helplessly pointed at Li Zheng's nose and said, "You're lucky you weren't born in a time of war.
You're stubborn.
You can't be a traitor. "
Li Zheng turned to Qi Chuzhang and said, "Your praise has bestowed me with endless power."
Director Qi asked, "Did I praise you?"
At this time, the lady holding the board held the 'second round' board and walked around the ring. Then, the bell rang.
The second round began.
Li Zheng and Keszew confronted each other again.
Because of the narrow victory in the first round, Keszew's face was particularly calm.
After all, he won the first round and felt more confident.
Keszew felt that he had figured out Li Zheng's bottom line, so his expression contained his confidence.
The two bravely charged at each other again.
Almost at the same time, they actually fought together tacitly.
What Li Zheng didn't expect was that Li Zheng suddenly threw Kesev to the ground with a shoulder hug!
With this fall, the Morale and the Tremors were shaken.
The audience, who had been depressed and uneasy just now, seemed to have been reignited by Li Zheng's ingenious attack at this moment. More and more people cheered for Li Zheng, so much so that it far exceeded You Meng and her cheerleaders.
Keszew stood up to fight again. Li Zheng suddenly retracted his attacks and glared at Keszew, waiting for him to attack first.
Keszew tested the waters a few times on the spot, taking a few steps forward and a few steps backward. Then, with lightning speed, he unexpectedly swung his violent fists and stabbed over.
Li Zheng suddenly roared. In the blink of an eye, we were all shocked!
Li Zheng actually leaned sideways and borrowed the force to cushion the blow. Then, he accurately grabbed Kesev's attacking arm!
Keszew was also stunned, but Li Zheng's grip was very tight. He didn't have enough strength to break free from Li Zheng's grip.
Li Zheng grabbed Keszew's arm and with a gorgeous spin, he threw Keszew out.
Miracle, it was definitely a miracle!
No one would have thought that Li Zheng, who had just slipped out of the hospital, would have such sharp skills.
Keszew saw that the situation was bad and realized that Li Zheng wasn't easy to deal with. He began to pull away and symbolically opened a fighting stance with Li Zheng.
Li Zheng chased after him and forced Keszew to the ropes.
Keszew used the elasticity of the ropes to make a gorgeous turn. His body stretched forward and he pounced at Li Zheng.
Li Zheng dodged slightly and Keszew fell to the ground.
But Keszew did a quick roll on the ground. His legs kicked in the air and he jumped up.
The moment Keszew got up, he was secretly glad that he had the ability to resist attacks. But before he could react, Li Zheng's miraculous punch hit the tip of Keszew's nose.
In a moment, blood began to pour out of Keszew's nose.
The situation was under Li Zheng's control.
I didn't know where Li Zheng got the strength. He waved his fists and launched a fierce counterattack at Keszew.
For a moment, Keszew was caught off guard. He nimbly resolved the first few punches and kicks.
But Li Zheng followed up with a side kick and hit Keszew's shoulder.
Li Zheng followed up with a crazy chain of punches to Keszew's key areas. He used a sharp chain of kicks to hit Keszew's lower abdomen and lower limbs.
In the second round, Li Zheng turned the tables.
In the third round, the situation took an even bigger turn.
Li Zheng attacked Keszew first. A swift and fierce hook hit Keszew's temple.
Li Zheng won the third round.
In the fourth round, Li Zheng slightly relaxed his attacks and fought with Keszew. It was a close match.
The result of the fourth round was a narrow victory for Li Zheng.
In the fifth round, Li Zheng used a whip kick at the beginning of the match and secured the victory.
After a few rounds, Li Zheng was the winner with his firm belief.
When the referee raised his right hand, the audience automatically stood up and praised Li Zheng's tenacity with applause.
Director Qi and I were finally relieved.
Although the match between Li Zheng and Keszew wasn't spectacular, it indirectly reflected Li Zheng's strong will.
He was able to defeat Keszew even when he was injured. It was a miracle.
Then, the organizing committee members announced that they would take a fifteen-minute break.
Li Zheng lay down on his side, panting heavily.
His haggard and tired face concealed his joy of victory.
Fifteen minutes later, the organizing committee officially announced the list of the top four: Zhao Long, Pablo, Li Zheng, and Yamamoto Nobutaka.
The four of us would engage in several complex rounds of resistance.
The winner and the loser would rise and fall.
I suddenly realized that Li Zheng was crying the moment the results were announced!
Tears with laughter were often the most touching and truest.
Director Qi also revealed a knowing smile on his face.
That night, Director Qi held a simple celebration and discussed tactics with us.
After an intense competition, the remaining four were all top-notch experts.
Pablo and Yamamoto Nobutaka each represented the highest level of American and Japanese.
At 8: 30 AM the next day, after a hot dance, a member of the organizing committee on the rostrum chattered endlessly about the grand competition of the past few days.
He used a lot of space to exaggerate the official start of the competition.
According to the rules, each of us will have to engage in an intense battle with the other three.
In other words, not only would I have to compete with Pablo and Yamamoto Nobutaka, but I would also have to compete with Li Zheng.
The competition was always cruel, and I had no other choice.
According to the established order, the first match would be between me and Pablo.
I don't know why, but after entering the top four, I felt quite tired.
From the audition to the top four, we had fought more than a dozen battles. My body was tired, but my heart was even more tired.
But with a firm belief, I walked down without hesitation. Together with Li Zheng, we refreshed the history of the Chinese guards in the history of the world.
Our next mission was to strive to enter the top three.
Pablo was just like us, overcoming all obstacles along the way, sweeping away all obstacles.
Just as Grandpa Huang said, he was a difficult character to deal with.
Last year, I had a confrontation with Pablo at the guard exchange. At that time, he was quite ordinary and didn't even enter the top four.
But this year, he was like a dragon in the sea. Along the way, he had insta-killed his opponents many times.
Thus, many thoughts were born in my mind during the confrontation with Pablok.
I didn't dare to be careless.
Of course, Pablo was the same.
When the referee blew the whistle and gave the signal for the duel, Pablo and I didn't immediately attack.
We stood there and watched, not losing the style of a master.
To a certain extent, it is a safe strategy for us to observe each other.
In a battle between experts, whoever attacked first wouldn't have the initiative. The earlier you attacked, the easier it was to expose the opponent's weakness.
But watching was just watching. Someone had to make the first move.
Perhaps we had reached a tacit understanding, but I moved to the left, and Pablo also moved to the left.
We circled around and attacked each other at almost the same time.
We kept getting closer, but we weren't in a hurry to punch. Instead, we used our legs to test the waters.
I hit three consecutive kicks, two low and one high.
As for my low kick, Pablo dodged to the side. As for my high kick, he bent his body to block it.
We did this three times as a warm-up.
I wanted to launch a sudden attack on Pablo after a few probing attacks, but he seemed to have seen through my intentions. He defended tightly and didn't seem to have any openings.
I threw a straight punch at Pablo's chest. Pablo leaned to the side and quickly moved forward. He threw a swift horizontal hook at my head.
It was a very sharp counterattack!
Of course, I didn't dare to take it head-on. The whistling wind from the punch indicated how powerful it was.
I tilted my head back and dodged the punch.
Taking advantage of the situation, I squatted down slightly and slid my left foot up, trying to attack Pablo at close range.
Pablo saw through my intentions. He took half a step back and threw a powerful kick at my head.
The kick was very fast. The moment the kick flew toward me, my brain made a quick judgment of the strength and direction of the kick.
I couldn't decide for a moment. Should I take the kick head-on or dodge it?
If I were to receive the kick head-on, I could use my arm to block the kick from the side. At the same time, I could borrow the momentum of my body to use my other arm to strike Pablo's exposed crotch, giving him a heavy counterattack. However, doing so would be extremely risky. If I were to fail, the consequences would be disastrous.
But in reality, the situation didn't allow me to worry too much.
I decided to take the risk and blocked Pablo's fast kick with my left arm. I felt my arm go numb, followed by pain.
The strength of his kick was too great.
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