Chapter 342 Su Yu suddenly burst into tears (additional one)
The two people fighting on the ground come to me, fighting fiercely.
Many people in the spectator area couldn't help standing up to watch the battle. If they wanted to see it clearly, they had to see how the two from the same team decided the outcome.
Su Yu locked Wen Yao's hand, and Wen Yao also locked Su Yu's other hand.
The two looked at each other, raised their feet at the same time, and kicked each other violently.
"boom-"
The sound of the flesh being kicked rang out in the ears of both of them at the same time. Immediately afterwards, the two of them who were fighting fiercely on the arena were kicked hard by the opponent, and flew out towards the opposite direction close to the arena.
He hit the railing on the edge of the ring heavily, and a pain from the spider web spread across his back.
The veins in the neck bulged out, and big beads of sweat came out, sticking to Wen Yao's face full of pain.
He loosened all the strength in his body, spread out on the spot, and didn't struggle any more. He turned to meet Su Yu who was also looking at him from the other side. They looked at each other and smiled, and let out a long sigh of relief.
The two moved differently but struggled to stand up in unison.
Still undecided.
The people in the auditorium sighed in disappointment, and sat back one after another.
Su Yu and Wen Yao looked at each other half-supporting the ring, and at the same time turned to look at the timing on the screen beside them.
Thirty seconds left.
The corners of Wen Yao's lips curved slightly, his chest heaved and heaved, and he was breathing heavily.
He looked at Su Yu on the opposite side, smiled, supported the ring with one hand, raised the other hand slightly, and slapped the ring surface twice slowly.
Su Yu, who was about to stand up again, was taken aback when he saw this, and blurted out: "What are you doing?"
This scene caught everyone by surprise.
People who originally thought that this round would be a draw all showed surprise expressions—Wen Yao was throwing in the towel.
He actually slapped the ground and surrendered!
In such an evenly matched situation, he chose to admit defeat without hesitation!
"Ah~ Pai Di admit defeat?"
"He and Su Yu are on par, and he still has a chance to advance in the fight. Why did he admit defeat?"
"Could it be that after playing so many rounds, I'm tired and don't want to play anymore? Anyway, both of them are in the same team, it doesn't seem to matter who wins!"
"The reason of being tired is somewhat credible, but I don't agree with saying that it doesn't matter who wins. This is an individual competition, and it is not suitable for team competitions. Winning or losing has a great impact on an individual's historical record. All right!"
"That's true."
"Maybe he really thinks that he is really inferior compared to Su Yu!"
"I don't know..."
"Hey, this game ended so hastily, I didn't watch enough and it's gone."
"But I do feel that Su Yu is stronger than Wen Yao. A few times just now, Wen Yao was too late to dodge Su Yu's attack..."
"Hearing what you said, I also have a little impression. Sometimes Wen Yao still can't keep up with Su Yu's rhythm, and he is easy to be accused..."
"It should be a matter of time before Su Yu wins. Wen Yao knows that he can't beat him, so he will definitely choose to admit defeat. It's the same for me. After all, a team can't be hungry because a game with no suspense can kill you! "
"What you said makes sense!"
"That's true, I agree with this point!"
"Anyway, it's a game, we spectators just watch it!"
"..."
People are talking about it.
On the stage, Su Yu frowned tightly: "Wen Yao, what are you doing, there is still time, don't mess around!"
Wen Yao, who slapped the ground, retracted his hands, straightened up slowly, exhaled quietly, and smiled back at him while taking off his gloves:
"What nonsense, I mean it."
He put the glove in his hand, and the referee over there has come over.
"Your feet were half a second faster than mine just now." Facing Su Yu's eyes, Wen Yao shook his head: "You know it in your heart, why do you want me to say it?"
Su Yu was helpless: "Then what's the problem if you continue to fight?"
Fighters do have a certain level of confidence in their shots, and there is nothing for him to deny what Wen Yao just said.
But this doesn't mean that others can see it, at least the two of them can fight him for a few more rounds.
Is it really good to end the game so hastily?
Wen Yao gave him a hard look: "I'm exhausted, I'm not happy if you like it!"
"Emm..." Su Yu choked.
Something is very wrong.
But for a while, he couldn't find anything wrong.
Well, after six innings, it is indeed tiring.
Calculating the time, the two of them have been fighting for more than ten or twenty minutes.
Soon, the referee announced the winner. In this round, Su Yu advanced to the defending match.
There was only one round in the morning, and the second round was scheduled for the afternoon. When returning to the waiting room, Su Yu finally felt something was wrong.
He saw the only battle table left on the big indoor screen, and suddenly realized what kind of storm he would face after successfully entering the defending match.
Gong Jiuhan faced Jiang Wei, and it seemed clear at a glance who would win.
There is no **** comparison, right?
Although this Jiang Wei has improved a lot, he was able to successfully advance all the way to the finals, and his highest strength may be on par with them.
But, is that enough to see in front of their coach?
That's not pure enough to watch, okay!
With this knowledge, Su Yu suddenly burst into tears, turned around and grabbed Wen Yao's neck, gnashing his teeth:
"I just said why you gave up so easily, you **** cheated me!"
Wen Yao, who was a little dizzy from being strangled by the neck, slapped his hand, touched his neck and coughed, looking at Su Yu with a bit of schadenfreude:
"You reacted so quickly, you became smarter!"
Su Yu was so angry that his nostrils seemed to be smoking: "Damn you, you don't do anything about occupying borders with people!"
After finishing speaking, his face fell down and he covered it with his hands, a big piece of sadness: "I'm going to be cheated to death by you!"
God knows how long he was lying in the hospital last time when he was beaten by Gong Jiuhan. During that time, it was difficult to drink water, which caused him to subconsciously suffer from jaw pain when he saw Gong Jiuhan for a while.
Wen Yao smacked his lips: "Why are you so bitter and bitter? I remember that you used to go to the coach for a while?"
"Can this be the same as getting a punch in training? It's sparring! Spalling, what the hell!"
Su Yu took his hand down. At this moment, he wished to use his fist to drill a few holes in Wen Yao's face to relieve his anger. He didn't notice any inappropriate words used by the two of them for a while.
Seeing him getting a little anxious, Wen Yao couldn't help laughing out: "Look at you!"
Su Yu stared at his smile coldly, as if he felt that it was a little unreasonable for him to do so. Wen Yao raised his hand and patted his shoulder, sighing:
"Brother, I'm sorry, you have to know that even if I don't shoot and admit defeat, you will still be the one to enter the defending match. This beating is bound to happen sooner or later, just think that I have prepared you mentally earlier!"
Pushing away his hands, Su Yu folded his arms around his chest and snorted coldly: "Go to hell!"
It is true to say so, but it is not good to know the truth too early.
Wen Yao poked him in the face, "Tsk, you have to be careful, haven't you been very energetic in training during this time? You have also improved a lot in fighting, maybe, maybe you can be beaten less this time? "
But these words of comfort were not only useless, but also made Su Yu feel even heavier.
Especially the last sentence.
He took a deep breath, turned to pat Wen Yao's demonic hand: "You are really sent by heaven to mess with me!"
He is very angry.
But the fact is that even without Wen Yao, he still has a 1/4 chance of defending the title against Shang Gong Jiumu.
Ah, what a pain.
Not surprisingly, he will be beaten again.
Gong Jiuan and Jun Gu who had just entered the door saw the two standing there, Su Yu looked depressed and angry.
"You won the game, what are you doing with your face down?"
Gong Jiu glanced at him silently.
Hearing this, Su Yu paused, the corners of his mouth curled up and immediately changed into a smiling face: "Ah? Is there? I'm very happy!"
This final was already a big concern, and the number of hits has skyrocketed just for the morning match.
As ET's extremely powerful fighters, coupled with a solid fan base, Su Yu and Wen Yao's usual matches have also received a lot of attention, and they often get out of the circle because of their outstanding performance in the ring.
And this time, besides the eye contact between Gong Jiuan and Jun Gu who went out of the circle, there was another pair of CPs who were also put on a pink filter by people.
What? He actually formed a cp with that guy Wen Yao?
Walking around Su Yu, the boss of his family and coach Gong's cp circle, was caught off guard by the video of himself and Wen Yao.
In it, it was the part where he was talking to Wen Yao, and Wen Yao gave him a supercilious look.
There is also a picture of the two people getting off the ring and talking very close to each other after they got off the ring at some unknown time.
After being manipulated by people, the cut is really decent.
"I'll go!" Su Yu grabbed the hair on his head indiscriminately, "I never thought that one day I would eat melon and eat myself?"
"This is **** outrageous!"
(end of this chapter)