Half an hour later.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A loud sound continued to sound in the quiet dojo.

It was Bo Lingyun, again and again, who was dropped on the hard sponge mat.

It's been the first time I can't count it.

Every time, Bo Lingyun landed heavily on his back.

That touch of a teenager's figure.

Fly.

Fall again.

In the middle of the arena, there was just a figure of Huo Yizhan standing.

Showcasing his unrivalled, beautiful over-the-shoulder throwing skills.

It was a game without any suspense of victory or defeat.

Bo Lingyun would never be able to win Huo Yizhan .

Everyone knows it very well.

But -

bang!

Once again.

Bo Lingyun was dropped heavily on the hard sponge mat again.

Does it hurt?

How could it not hurt.

Even if the bottom is a sponge mat.

But with the full weight of the body, at an acceleration that exceeds gravity, it is thrown down violently.

The back was hit with a sinking blow.

The whole back is hot and painful.

Bo Lingyun not only hurt his flesh and skin, but even his bones were as painful as if they were cracked.

Three minutes after the opening confrontation between the two.

Those three minutes were like Huo Yizhan testing Bo Lingyun's ability.

When you figure it out.

Huo Yizhan was no longer polite.

From the first over-the-shoulder fall to the current over-the-shoulder fall.

Even after half an hour had passed, Huo Yizhan's strength had not changed from beginning to end.

The first time he started to break Bo Lingyun, how heavy it was.

So at the moment.

He still used the original force, exactly the same strength.

Bo Lingyun fell to the ground.

With your back to the ground, look up at the ceiling.

White light swirled in his eyes.

A burst of vertigo in my mind.

And the pain in the back as if the body was cracking.

Thorny numbness.

Fill every corner of the body.

On Bo Lingyun's fair face, his clear facial features were painfully entangled because of pain.

From the furrowed brows to the whitened lips, it was all written with pain.

But he clenched his teeth tightly, and did not let out a groan of pain.

Even if it is a muffled snort, there is none.

Bo Lingyun endured the feeling of the world spinning, clenching his teeth while breathing rapidly.

The chest is constantly rising and falling.

He closed his eyes, and for a moment, it was as if he could never get up again.

Even if it is Huo Yizhan .

That's what he thought in his heart.

With his unceremonious play, not to mention Bo Lingyun, even Wei Feng could not survive for half an hour under his strength.

But this boy -

huhu

Whew....

Whew....

There was no other sound in the silence of the dojo, only Bo Lingyun's heavy gasp.

He fell to the ground, motionless.

That posture lasted for a long time.

When the initial vertigo in my mind slowly disperses.

The boy with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

The deep black pupils shone with a faint light.

It's like a wolf cub in the dark night.

He did not have the slightest cowardice of being knocked down, and he still stared at Huo Yizhan with fierce eyes like at the beginning of the game.

This is his opponent!

An opponent he must defeat!

Bo Lingyun gritted his teeth tightly, and even a rust-like smell of blood appeared in his mouth.

He braced his arms.

Slowly.

Stand up.

The boy's movements were slow, but there was not the slightest stumbling or hesitation.

It's like.

He was firmly at this time.

On Bo Lingyun's forehead, beads of sweat hung beads, wet the black hair on his forehead.

Handsome face.

Damp hair.

Bo Lingyun, who stood up in embarrassment, was like the male protagonist of a hot-blooded comic.

On his painful but still upright figure, there was a roaring flame.

Bo Lingyun rubbed his sweaty forehead with his elbow.

He flicked his hair, and his deep and shining eyes, shining with a cluster of light, stared at Huo Yizhan.

"Come again!"

Bo Lingyun roared.

His voice was hoarse.

But it is like the trumpet of a warrior's charge.

Fortitude, stubbornness.

Full of fighting spirit.

The roaring flames that burned from his eyes also burned to Huo Yizhan's body.

From the very beginning, he did not regard Bo Lingyun as an ordinary opponent.

And because it is related to Huo Xiaocang.

I don't dare to slacken off in the slightest.

It is inevitable that Huo Yizhan can win.

He can win more sharply, faster.

As long as he used some other killer skills, he could beat Bo Lingyun to the ground, so that he could no longer get up.

But --

for half an hour.

Huo Yizhan has always only used the trick of over-the-shoulder falling.

Even if Huo Yizhan didn't want to admit it, he was also attracted by the young man in front of him.

Whether it is Bo Lingyun's eyes or Bo Lingyun's fortitude.

Huo Yizhan wanted to know, where is Bo Lingyun's bottom line?

How many times he has to fall, this teenager who does not know the height of the sky will give up.

This is a game with a strong smell of gunsmoke.

So some other colors were added.

Like now.

Bo Lingyun roared "Come again", and the stubborn fighting spirit emanating from him also burned to Huo Yizhan's body.

Except for the last time, when he fought against Jiang Moshen.

Huo Yizhan hadn't been so excited for a long time.

So excited that the blood in his whole body seemed to boil.

Even with just one skill.

He is also enthusiastic and scrapy.

Huo Yizhan bent down slightly, and his lower body was like a rock.

Bo Lingyun took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and tightly grabbed the black belt on Huo Yizhan's waist.

The body of the two.

Shrouded in a sharp edge that belongs to each other.

A new game.

It's starting again.

Five minutes later....

Bang!

Bo Lingyun fell.

Seven minutes later....

Bang!

Bo Lingyun fell.

Ten minutes later....

Bang!

Bo Lingyun fell again.

Now, it's been a full hour.

The monitoring equipment on the four corners of the dojo truthfully relays the situation of this match.

It was even clearly photographed that after Bo Lingyun fell to the ground, his pain-tangled expression and his already bloodless face.

That piercing pain.

Just looking at his expression, it seems that it can be transmitted to others.

This game.

Is there really any point in continuing?

This question is probably written in everyone's heart.

In the group chat, after a long silence, someone was the first to come out and speak.

[Big brother chaebol: The game with such a huge difference in strength between the two sides has no viewing value at all, and there is no need to continue watching. ] I'm offline, and when it's over, tell me the result directly.

Huo Siyan was the first to opt out.

He said that the two sides were disparity in strength, while waiting for the result of the match.

Could it be that in his heart... Also began to waver.

Don't believe that Huo Yizhan can win every game?

Do you also think that it is possible for Bo Lingyun to win a game?

The true thoughts in Huo Siyan's heart are the clearest for him.

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