Too … too shameful …
The entire arena was silent. Han Gangcheng's voice turned into one of gnashing teeth. "You … you actually spat …"
"Huh?" Jiaming was slightly stunned. "Did I say that I'm not allowed to spit?
You can spit it back at me! "
"You …" Han Gangcheng was filled with righteous indignation. "Do you still have any spirit for the competition?!"
His question immediately received the support of countless people. For a moment, it was as if the whole world was on his side.
Jiaming helplessly spread out his hands. "Spirit for the competition?
Please, you guys forced me to come here to compete. Did I agree to anything? "
When he said this, everyone present was slightly stunned. Indeed, although it was called a competition, everyone in the Wushu Club did not treat it as a formal competition. They just wanted this kid to get beaten up on stage, lose face, and humiliate him. Dongfang Wan, who was sitting nearby, was also slightly embarrassed at this moment. This competition did not seem to be his intention. She was impulsive and agreed on his behalf. Now that she thought about it, he did not even know her. Her actions did seem a little overboard.
However, on second thought, she felt a little angry. So what? If he didn't come here to fight, could he think of other ways to solve this problem?
Thinking of this, she frowned and looked at Gu Jiaming on stage, feeling a little unpleasant.
"I'll kill you!"
In the arena, Han Gangcheng finally could not bear it anymore. He rushed toward Jiaming with an amazing momentum. His attacks were like the wind.
In the stands, Chen Guxia helplessly rubbed his temples. He did not know how to evaluate this kid.
"Uh … Student Han is obviously angered. Although the effect is good, his methods seem a little …"
He was a martial arts master, but he was also a member of Yanhuang Awakening. In a competition, he was particular about what to do. However, when it came to a life and death battle, as long as he could survive, he could use any underhanded means.
At this moment, on the one hand, he was looking at this competition with the eyes of a martial arts competition. On the other hand, he also understood that Gu Jiaming was forced to go on stage. The other party wanted to humiliate him, so there was nothing to nitpick about his methods.
For a moment, the smile on his face became a little strange. Then, he turned to look at Ya Han.
"Miss Zhang, Jiaming usually …"
"Oh, hehe … He usually doesn't like to fight with others. Now that he's forced to fight, and he can't keep running away, I guess … I guess he's a little flustered … hehe …"
"Oh, that's true. Since he usually has a good personality, his temperament may not be bad. It's inevitable that he's flustered now, but if we guide him …"
Hearing that Chen Guxia still hadn't given up on teaching Jiaming martial arts, Ya Han was slightly anxious. She couldn't help but gnash her teeth in hatred towards the fellow below. Even if you want to play with him, you shouldn't do it like this. You actually spat at him. Too shameless. Even you feel dirty.
He might as well beat him up with a few punches and kicks.
At this moment, the competition below was reaching its climax. Or at least, Han Gangcheng was in a frenzied state. After each wave of attacks, he didn't leave any gaps. Jiaming ran away, and he didn't stop to reposition himself like before. He attacked, attacked, and attacked again. He didn't give his opponent any chance to breathe.
Under such a frenzied attack, Jiaming's dodging didn't seem to be as successful as before. Occasionally, he couldn't dodge in time, and his body would take a few punches and kicks before he could escape in a sorry state. Although his blocking posture was correct, taking a beating was still taking a beating. Almost everyone believed that he was at a disadvantage at this moment.
The whole stadium was filled with voices cheering for Han Gangcheng.
"Come on!"
"Faster, faster, let him have nowhere to run!"
"Beat him up!
Beat him up! "
Amidst such cheers, the two girls below the stage clenched their fists and stared nervously at the situation. Dodged, dodged, blocked. Good, Jiaming, come on, hold on … As for the ring, Han Gangcheng finally found his pride as he attacked fiercely. Two punches landed on Jiaming's arm. The third punch missed, but he immediately found the right direction, and with a nimble spinning kick, he turned around and swept. As long as his attacks were fast enough, there would be a time when this guy wouldn't be able to dodge. Even if he blocked well, with that kind of body, Han Gangcheng would be able to beat him down sooner or later. Dodge, dodge again, let's see how long you can dodge …
Time passed in this kind of situation. The whole stadium was filled with voices cheering for Han Gangcheng. Shasha didn't want to be outdone. She ran to the ring and shouted with all her might, "Jiaming, come on!
Come on, Jiaming!
Come on, Jiaming … "But the moment that voice left her mouth, it was drowned out by the surrounding shouts.
Attack, dodge, attack, block, come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Jia Ming's situation began to worsen, while Han Gangcheng's movements were still smooth and fierce. It could be said that the mood of the audience in the stadium was driven by Han Gangcheng alone. When he wholeheartedly threw himself into the great cause of chasing after his opponent, the results of Han Gangcheng's daily training were displayed incisively and vividly in these ten minutes. The combination of strength and agility, continuous continuous attacks for more than ten minutes, and dozens of highly difficult reaction movements ….
Even Chen Guxia, who was in the stands, couldn't help but praise, "Yes, this is the result of hard training. Very good. This continuous attack for more than ten minutes shows that his stamina is quite good. His movements are also perfect. For Student Jiaming to be able to resist for so long, compared to ordinary people, is really much better. However, I'm afraid that he won't be able to hold on much longer …"
As if to refute Chen Guxia's prediction, in the next moment, the originally boisterous cheers cooled down again. Gradually, they fell into an ice cave that was even colder than when Jiaming made his move. Many people were still shouting excitedly and couldn't stop. The sound of breathing, the sound of breathing …
On the stage, Jiaming made another move. It could be said that this was his first official move. This move was very formal. Just as Han Gangcheng was fighting excitedly, so excited that he treated Jiaming's dodging and running as a fixed pattern, as if Jiaming would always retreat and never attack, Jiaming's kick kicked.
Our classmate Jia Ming kicked out. Clearly, this kick surprised him.
Everyone was very surprised.
On the stage, Han Gangcheng's legs trembled as he took a step back. He painfully covered the vital part between his legs, raised his head, and slowly knelt on the ground.
Because the pain was so unforgettable, his mouth was very exaggerated. It was an "O" shape, and it stretched out very long. We could use a poem to describe this action:
Goose, goose, goose.
Singing to the sky.
… …