Chapter 229 Regardless of victory or defeat, ET voluntarily admits defeat
"You don't have to fight for the next game." Gong Jiu's lips parted together, and he spoke slowly and clearly, "In the previous games, no matter whether you win or lose, ET will lose."
She couldn't confirm whether Su Yu and others also contained stimulant drugs in their bodies.
This bet is too big, if you are not careful, you will lose the entire club.
Su Yu once felt that he had an auditory hallucination, "Teacher, coach, what did you say?"
Gong Jiu's eyes stared straight at him, without blinking for a moment, and his emotions were indifferent:
"Your ears are fine."
"Why?!" Su Yu, who was further affirmed, was in a hurry. The red tide of the fight just now had not had time to fade away, and because of the excitement at the moment, he replied: "Okay, why should we admit defeat? I don't agree, I will definitely participate in the competition , it is impossible for us to admit defeat!"
The information he got from Gong Jiu's silent words was that ET abstained and surrendered. How could he agree?
"Coach, have you asked Tang Yi for their opinion? Just give up the game?"
Wen Yao and a few people went into the hospital, and there were some of them who won the score. They trained so hard and got what they got with their strength. How could they say no to it? Why do you say that if you hand over to others, you will hand over to others?
Watching him blushing and thickening his neck, Gong Jiuhan remained calm, and his brows were frowned, releasing invisible coercion for no reason:
"I'm talking about the results of the previous game, all of which are invalid."
This does not include the game after this.
Because of consideration of various factors, except for the contestants, the club members stay in the club for training to prepare for the next MMA individual competition. We need to find a substitute player of the same weight to replace Su Yu in the match. , which simply does not work in time.
The two team members were silent.
But Su Yu didn't know why, and when the game was being played, he was suddenly told to abandon the game. He couldn't help but get excited:
"No! ET Spirit doesn't allow us to admit defeat! Why should we admit defeat for no reason! Coach, you can't back down just because the boss is not here!"
Some media found that the atmosphere here was not right, so they moved the camera to face it.
"Brother Yu..."
One of them stepped forward and pulled him, approached him in a low voice, and explained the situation to him.
"What? Xing..."
Pupils shrunk slightly, Su Yu's brain buzzed, and then he opened his mouth. Gong Jiu, who had just turned his eyes, glanced at him silently, Su Yu stopped immediately, with a look of disbelief flashing on his face.
"This is impossible..."
Stimulants…
"Which turtle grandson did it!"
Roared angrily in a low voice, he turned his head to look at the towering ring, still trying to struggle for something...
"But what if I don't have that thing on me?"
This is the game in the morning, and there will be more in the afternoon.
His match had a total of three rounds, each for three minutes, with a one-minute break in between, and the rest of the time was enough to end this heavyweight match.
That is to say, including him, all the games this morning are cancelled, and for the subsequent games, there will be a countermeasure after the end of the morning... It can be said that there is no impact.
He stared at the center of the ring, and saw the referee holding the whistle, walked to the center of the ring, and the **** girl holding the word "two" stepped across the edge of the ring.
The sharp whistle sounded, the rest period ended, and the second game began, with a three-minute time limit.
Not willing to give up at this point.
In the arena, he never chose to retreat, and this time, he didn't want to retreat either.
He turned his face to look at Gong Jiuhan: "Coach, I..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
Gong Jiu'an's voice didn't have much temperature, and didn't even have a slight ups and downs. The whole thing was like a basin of cold water, poured down from the head, icy cold:
"Your choice not only represents you personally, but ET as a whole, it should be a shared honor or disgrace."
The ET players were given laxatives and stimulants, which already represented the danger level of this game. They were secretly playing chess. If his willful behavior caused the situation to end up out of control, he would not be the only one who would be hurt in the end. .
"Coach, I listen to you..."
After weighing again and again, Su Yu finally compromised. The moment he finished speaking, his expression suddenly turned gray.
"Next, the second round of the welterweight match, starting now!"
Then, the players from both sides came to the stage.
The athletes from NY had already stepped onto the stage, but the audience couldn't see the ET players for a long time, so they couldn't help turning their eyes to the team.
But he saw the person who was supposed to be fighting in the arena standing there, motionless.
Opposite him, a young man in pure white casual clothes held his hand. Even if he was far away, he could feel the awe-inspiring aura from her.
It seems that there is no plan to play.
"What the **** is this ET doing? It's all a game and it's still there?"
"What's the matter? Is there something wrong? Come on, I still want to watch the game..."
"Why didn't you play? Didn't you do well just now? Get on the field, get on the field! Kill the opponent!"
"Wish I could finish watching this game..."
"God Yu Nan, come on, hurry up and kill the opponent..."
"I lost, ET must work hard, ET must be invincible!"
"..."
In the audience area, people whispered to each other and talked a lot. After what happened before, people now feel a little uneasy.
On the host stage and the guest seats, everyone was at a loss.
"I invite ET players..."
I thought it would be too difficult to lead the contestants this year...
In the uneasy sight of the people, a pure white boy slowly stepped onto the ring, lifted the soft rail and bent over to step in, holding a microphone that came from nowhere, and slowly stood at the end of the referee.
Meet with NY players.
When he saw her, the person was obviously taken aback, with question marks all over his face, a little puzzled as to why a completely different person came up.
After Gong Jiuhan stood still, he turned to face the front, and put the microphone in his hand to his lips.
The body is straight, the breath is not revealing, but it is inexplicably eye-catching, and the words are long and slow, and they are transmitted through the microphone clearly to the entire stadium—
"In all previous games, regardless of the outcome, ET voluntarily surrendered..."
The pain and joy of living, like gains and losses, likes and dislikes, are constantly changing alternately. — Tagore
(end of this chapter)