Bullshit!
I almost went crazy.
I even suspected that the referee was also bribed by them.
At this time, the crowd was in chaos.
Many knowledgeable people began to stand up spontaneously and shout: Severely punish the Japanese for violating the rules, severely punish the Japanese for violating the rules!
Director Qi also led You Meng and others to raise their arms in protest.
Yamamoto Nobutaka looked indifferent, the corners of his mouth rippling with a disdainful smile.
Seeing this scene, the host on the rostrum quickly spoke: Quiet, quiet, please be quiet.
Now, representatives of both sides, please rest and prepare for the next round.
The protests became more intense.
The referee hesitated, raised Yamamoto Nobutaka's right hand and announced: The winner of this round, Yamamoto Nobutaka.
The protests and shouts escalated again.
You Meng was even more emotional, she took off her shoe and threw it at Yamamoto Nobutaka's head.
Yamamoto Nobutaka ducked and the shoe hit the referee's face, then reflected off the stage.
For a moment, the scene was out of control.
The referee looked at the rostrum for help.
A member on the rostrum had to speak: Please be quiet, please be quiet.
In view of the violation of the Japanese representative Yamamoto Nobutaka, the organizing committee made a temporary decision and the results of this round are still valid.
But the organizing committee will deduct the corresponding points of the Japanese team and individual.
As for how much to deduct, it will be decided by the organizing committee.
In order to not affect the normal progress of this exchange, I hope everyone can calm down and believe that the organizing committee will make a correct and fair judgment.
Next, representatives of both sides, please return to your seats and rest.
The fierce protests finally became weaker and weaker.
But there were still some people who raised their arms and condemned.
Indeed, on the surface, the organizing committee's decision was fair and there was nothing wrong with it.
But according to the rules, Yamamoto Nobutaka's victory in this round should be decisively canceled, not discussed and deducted points.
In that case, it would be difficult to define the standard.
It was more like the organizing committee gave a blank check!
My emotions gradually cooled down under the organizing committee's unfair treatment.
Yamamoto Nobutaka walked like a duck and returned to the resting corner.
He turned a deaf ear to the scolding of the audience. It was obvious that his psychological quality was high.
The referee pushed me and motioned for me to rest and adjust.
I hesitated for a moment, but I didn't take it seriously and returned to the resting corner.
You Meng said indignantly while wiping my sweat: Bastard!
Yamamoto Nobutaka was an animal!
Director Qi also put his hands on his waist and condemned the injustice. "The organizing committee is not a good thing either!"
Conniving, it was purely conniving against the rules!
I took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Alright, Leader. It's already like this. Instead of complaining, why don't we think of a way to break through?"
In the next round, I will take back what I lost.
Li Zheng leaned over and said, "It shouldn't be!
Technically, the first round.
I rubbed my eyes and said, "Yamamoto Nobutaka won this round with his eyes."
Just now, the light was very glaring, which gave him the perfect opportunity.
This bunch of people from the organizing committee only knew how to take off their pants and fart. They didn't even inform him that they had adjusted the lighting.
You Meng asked cautiously, "What happened to your eyes?"
I said, "Not really."
It was as if he had contracted trachoma and was afraid of light.
You Meng asked, "How could this be?"
Let me take a look for you.
You Meng moved closer to my eyes and asked me to open them wider. "
I could feel You Meng's breathing and voice of concern. She hurriedly opened her eyes wide and carefully blew a few times.
I smiled and said, "Much better."
After a short rest and adjustment, the bell rang for the second round.
The fashionable ladies circled around the ring in a valiant manner and opened the second round.
Yamamoto Nobutaka and I walked to the center of the ring.
I clenched my fists and couldn't help but clench my teeth. The power of anger continued to rise in my heart.
I was just waiting for the referee's signal to launch a counterattack.
Unexpectedly, a member of the organizing committee suddenly spoke, "After an impromptu discussion, the organizing committee has decided to deduct 12 points from the overall score of the Japanese team and 20 points from Yamamoto Nobutaka.
I hope that in the next round, the representatives of each country will abide by the rules.
If a similar situation occurs again, the organizing committee will directly disqualify the violator and cancel all the results. "
"It's not easy to get results. I hope that everyone will take this as a warning and use proper means to compete fairly and resist illegal operations …"
This way of dealing with it, which was neither painful nor itchy, once again caused a wave of dissatisfaction and protest.
But a lot of times, protest can only be a formality.
The ones who really have the right to decide are not the majority, but the minority.
The arena hall gradually calmed down after a short period of protest.
The referee raised his hand, ready to send out the battle signal at any time.
He waved his hand and the whistle sounded.
The whistle was like a bugle on the battlefield. Both sides cheered up and quickly and decisively threw themselves into battle.
Without any warning, we pounced on each other at the same time!
Bang
We separated as soon as we touched!
I didn't wait for Yamamoto Nobutaka to steady himself and quickly attacked.
I leaned forward and threw a straight punch at his abdomen.
Yamamoto Nobutaka was caught off guard, but at the critical moment, he was able to easily dodge the attack.
But I had already prepared an uppercut for him. After the punch failed, I chopped with my palm and went straight up.
Yamamoto Nobutaka didn't expect me to do this. He panicked and his chin was hit by my uppercut.
The attack wasn't weak. I could clearly hear a crisp sound coming from Yamamoto Nobutaka's chin.
Even if it wasn't the sound of the jaw, it must have been the sound of the teeth being hit.
After landing the attack, my confidence increased a bit. I continued to cleverly use the combination of real and fake punches to deal with Yamamoto Nobutaka.
Yamamoto Nobutaka couldn't figure out my combination of punches for a while. After a while, he was hit several times.
In fact, the moves I used originally belonged to the category of palm techniques.
But because I was wearing boxing gloves, I couldn't use palm techniques. I could only change some of the clever moves of palm techniques into fist techniques.
I didn't expect this change to achieve unexpected results.
But after Yamamoto Nobutaka was hit several times, he decisively changed his tactics and started to fight from a distance.
I couldn't get close for a while.
I had no choice but to use leg techniques to attack.
Yamamoto Nobutaka actually used the same whip kick as me. Our legs collided and we both retreated.
The strength was extraordinary!
Yamamoto Nobutaka's leg techniques were exquisite. I only felt a quick numbing pain in my leg. Although it wasn't a big problem, I could feel the strength.
In fact, the collision of the two legs was no small matter. The impact brought about by the muffled sound of the collision left the referee standing at the side dumbfounded.
As long as you were an expert, you could feel the shock from this kick!
This shock was not only reflected in the strength, but also in the speed and momentum.
If Yamamoto Nobutaka and I were both normal martial artists, then you might be able to hear the sound of legs breaking.
After a short and fast exchange, we stopped moving and attacked at the same time!
It was still a whip kick!
One leg sweep, two legs collided!
Just as my feet touched the ground like a dragonfly skimming the water, I used the rebound and kicked again!
Pa pa, two crisp sounds!
Yamamoto Nobutaka actually kicked again. He accurately positioned and intercepted my attack.
But in reality, he revealed a flaw in this section, allowing me to get close to him.
Punch!
Elbow!
Rushing Knee!
The speed was as fast as lightning!
At this moment, I seemed to have forgotten all the routines and moves. I only remembered the word attack. My fists and legs involuntarily struck again and again.
Of course, Yamamoto Nobutaka was not easy to deal with. He also began to use the same tactic and launched a counterattack while defending.
In the blink of an eye, we continuously attacked each other more than ten times!
This bout of close combat caused Yamamoto Nobutaka to take two uppercuts and a straight punch from me.
One of the punches contributed greatly and caused Yamamoto Nobutaka to have panda eyes.
But I was not unscathed. My mouth was hit by Yamamoto Nobutaka.
The left corner of my mouth was forcefully torn open by more than a centimeter. A large amount of blood flowed out from the wound!
But, in this kind of intense battle, this injury was nothing. I did not even feel any pain.
The blood flowed into my mouth. I sucked in two mouthfuls and spat out a thin column of blood into the air.
The people below the stage were stunned.
It was a short exchange, but an exciting duel.
Applause and cheers exploded. The cheers were mixed in and seemed particularly insignificant.
What the audience wanted was this kind of bloody excitement!
Yamamoto Nobutaka was not having a good time either. His eyes blinked rapidly and his tears glistened in his panda eyes and flowed down.
But Yamamoto Nobutaka's morale was not seriously affected. He twisted his neck and the joints of his neck kept making cracking sounds as if he was demonstrating. Coupled with his sinister gaze, it stimulated the audience's emotions to soar!
Someone began to shout wildly, "Yamamoto!
Kill him!
Kill him!
Victory will be yours soon! "
At this time, the second round ended.
Amidst the warm applause, the referee raised my hands and announced the winner.
I returned to the resting corner and took two deep breaths. I felt that the physical exhaustion was not that great. It was just that the pain at the corner of my mouth became more obvious because I stopped fighting.
There was a salty taste in my mouth.
You Meng helped me wipe the corner of my mouth and asked, "Does it hurt?"
I smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt."
Not at all.
You Meng gently pinched my arm and said, "This round is okay. How about we take care of him in the next round?"
I nodded and said, "It should be fine with a little encouragement."
You Meng blushed and said, "In your dreams."
I'll wait for you. After you win the small Japanese bank, you can encourage me however you want. "
I was stunned. It turned out that You Meng had changed her tactics and learned how to make empty promises!
When he took a closer look, he saw You Meng's small foot.
Just now, she was so excited that she threw her shoe at the referee on the stage. It reflected and disappeared without a trace.