Chapter 45 Win two games in a row

"I'm going to kill you!" Suddenly, the man lying on the ground suddenly rose up, and the tall and thin man who had completely lost his mind rushed to Jia Chen. It was not until then that everyone could see the man's condition clearly. His nostrils and mouth were bleeding, and the place where the tall man lay on his stomach also left a large pool of blood.

In the face of the man who lost his mind, Jia Chen concocted his right fist again like thunder, but this time the man was thrown high in the air. Jia Chen's body sank, and his whole body jumped up, and his internal force was suddenly poured into his right leg. He saw Jia Chen's right leg in the air rise high and back, and then suddenly Pulling out, the whole movement was like a slow motion playback, as if time was also stagnant, making people see extremely clearly. At this time, the body of the thin and tall man just fell in front of Jia Chen.

The sound of the crisp bone breaking came to everyone's ears. Some soft-hearted people couldn't help closing their eyes and another loud noise. With Jiachen's perfect landing, the thin and tall man was accurately kicked right in front of the old student camp by Jia Chen. He fell to the ground heavily and fell into a coma. He could even see the thin and tall The man's fallen body smashed a clear shallow hole on the ground.

Silent, absolute silence, the whole audience is silent. At this moment, including the more than 100 students in the land, they are also staring at the man who fainted. Their brains are blank, and the silence can even hear people's rapid breathing!

"The freshman wins, 3 to 2!" Wu Biao was the first to react. Wu Biao's voice at this moment was also very excited, and the voice announcing the result of the game was extremely loud.

"This..." Wang Yue, sitting next to Wu Biao, looked at Jia Chen in disbelief and then at the tall thin man. For a moment, he was speechy and didn't know what to say. What remained on his face was still shocked.

"Aw..." After a long silence, there was an uproar in the whole audience. All the freshmen seemed to be crazy hysterically roared and shouted. After being suppressed for too long, they were finally completely released. Jia Chen's victory exploded the whole audience like a fuse, and the loud shouts covered everything for a moment. Finally, they were able to raise their eyebrows once.

The dozen freshmen who had doubts about Jia Chen before are now opening their mouths one by one and looking at Jia Chen in the field, especially the teenager who had been strung by Jia Chen before. At this moment, they have completely lost their mind. "Fuck, it's so powerful, it's so explosive!" He seemed to have forgotten what Jia Chen did to him.

And Wu Qian's eyes are also full of complex looks at this moment. Imagine her previous doubts about Jia Chen. This man, Wu Qian's heart suddenly has all kinds of feelings and doesn't know how to say it.

On the other side, his face was more and more ugly, and I don't know if Jia Chen intended it, but the tall and thin man who was still unconscious undoubtedly gave them a heavy slap. Many people looked at Jia Chen and turned into resentment.

"What's wrong with this boy?" On the other side of the camp, a leading man narrowed his eyes and even asked the people beside him.

"Interesting." Next to the man was a man with a fierce breath all over his body. Even the man's voice was strange, and his long hair was tied into a woman's braids. At this moment, his eyes were oily, as if staring at Jia Chen like a prey, and the tip of his tongue slipped through his lips.

"Do you still want to participate in the next game?" Wu Biao asked routinely.

"Hmm." Jiachen's extraordinary calmness and calmness was moved even by Wu Biao. Jiachen, who once participated in the Cangyuezhou Martial Fighter Conference as the first martial fighter in Changyue City, had seen several times larger than this scene, and how could he be confused by this small victory?

With Jia Chen's nod, the freshmen burst into warm cheers again. Now Jia Chen's every move is a great encouragement for them.

A moment later, a middle-aged man with a sparse stubble came up and looked at Jia Chen with the same calm eyes. The expression on his face was also so calm that he was not affected by the surrounding environment.

"I didn't expect that you could really support the sixth game. I didn't want to hide it. I was temporarily selected to participate in the war." The old man's voice is so mature that he looks very strong.

"And then?" Jia Chen looked at the man and asked, I don't know what this man is trying to explain. Does it mean that he is very powerful?

"Without then, you can support it here. You have broken the record for nearly ten years and dragged the game to the sixth game, and you can be satisfied." The middle-aged man's words revealed arrogant self-confidence, as if the game just now did not affect him.

Jia Chen stopped talking, and his whole body bowed up slightly, clenched his fists, and the fierce momentum surrounded him again. The sixth game was launched under the attention of the public.

The two people in the confrontation were not in a hurry to attack. They just stood in place and confronted each other. An equally powerful momentum broke out from the middle-aged man and overwhelmed Jia Chen. It turned out that this was to suppress Jia Chen in momentum and take the lead first.

But what shocked the man was that his proud momentum could not shake Jia Chen at all. Jia Chen's whole body was like a rock that had not moved for ten thousand years. No matter how the middle-aged man suppressed it, he was never moved.

"Drink!" Seeing that he couldn't do it, the middle-aged man shouted loudly and sacrificed his fists like Jia Chen's attack. Judging from this man's starting style, this middle-aged man is a steady fighting style. According to the overflowing momentum, this man should rely on the suppression of internal forces to win the protracted battle.

"Since you like the way to eliminate internal strength, come on." The last thing Jia Chen is afraid of is the competition of internal force. Jia Chen has never met anyone who can have the same internal strength as Jia Chen at the same level. He also hit the right fist. Jia Chen once again chose the domineering way of fighting hard.

Everyone's first blow played the most tentative role. The two of them split immediately. The middle-aged man quickly stepped back a few steps and looked at the red and painful fist, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, "How old are you this year?"

Because he was shocked to find that his first blow did not test the depth of Jiachen's strength. He felt that a towering mountain stood in front of him and was powerless to shake it at all. The vast internal force could not help but be a little stunned by the middle-aged man who has always been known as internal force.

"17!" As soon as Jia Chen finished speaking, he took the initiative to launch an attack. After the test just now, the man's internal strength was less than 90 weeks old. What else did Jia Chen have to be afraid of?

Seeing Jia Chen rushing towards him, a fear flashed in the man's eyes. After the fight just now, he knew that he was no match for this person at all, and finally understood why the thin and tall man was beaten so badly by Jia Chen.

But Jia Chen's grunting wind had come to his eyes, and it was completely impossible to give up. The man suddenly gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, and raised his fist again to meet him. There was nothing he could do except this.

The sound of banging suddenly stopped, but Jiachen's fist, which was also a fist, was more aggressive, more domineering, and the offensive was more fierce. At first, the middle-aged man could still compete slightly, but as Jia Chen became more and more brave and moved forward, and his fist became more fierce, and the man finally began to be unable to stand it. , he was forced to retreat step by step by Jia Chen and was at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Jia Chen, who was focused, did not notice the shock on the faces of the people around him. As time went by, Jia Chen's fists became faster and faster and faster. In the end, Jia Chen's fists seemed to turn into endless shadows, like a storm hitting the middle-aged man, and a shocking sound came from everyone. The ears are transmitted to the brain, and even the heart surges with blood.

The middle-aged man was even more miserable. Every time he hit him, he seemed to be hit hard by a huge hammer. Originally, his strong internal force was gradually exhausted by Jia Chen. At this moment, he couldn't even hold his painful fists and was forced by Jia Chen to retreat step by step. At this moment, what the man thought was = how big is in front of him? What would have such a vast internal force and a hard system?

"What? The warehouse board was completely suppressed?" On the other side of Laosheng, a man in the front of the camp suddenly stood up from his seat and looked at the middle-aged man who was suppressed by Jia Chen. He couldn't help exclaiming that the middle-aged man's name was Cangban.

"This..." Wang Yue was speechless again. Maybe the freshmen did not know who this warehouse board was, but the warehouse board was a small famous figure in the heavenly department. This person specialized in physique and internal strength. He was once a disciple of Wu Biao's deep love, and once occupied a position in the local court because of his good strength, but at this moment, this warehouse The board was completely suppressed by a freshman with his best fighting method, which has not happened for many years.

Although this person was picked up by a very strong student of the heavenly department, he fell into the heavenly court, and no one dared to provoke the warehouse board of the heavenly department in this way, because his fighting style is extremely strong and his strength is too solid, but the current scene is shocking.

"The warehouse board has no power to fight back!" Even the people in the field know the reputation of the warehouse board. At this moment, the more than 100 students in the field also looked at the field with horror. No one talked, laughed or were indifferent. They vaguely felt that today's game had begun to be a little out of control.

The result was doomed by the process. When Jia Chen's last punch and abruptly flew the warehouse board out of the court, the group of freshmen were completely crazy, pulling their blue veins on their necks one by one, and did not find that their throat was completely hoarse.

And Laosheng has been completely silent, and the famous warehouse board was suppressed in front of this inconspicuous freshman with no power to fight back! They need some time to digest this result and accept this reality.

On the other side of the ground, it was also silent, but their eyes were focused on Jia Chen.

Wang Yue and several other teachers opened their mouths and couldn't speak for a long time. The score was already three to three. As long as they win another victory, this unknown freshman can write history again and break 50 years of history! You can move the whole heaven and even the earth!

"Three to three!" As Wu Biao's ruthless voice spread all over the audience, it suddenly enveloped the atmosphere of nearly 20,000 people in the whole campus and began to change somewhat. The reality was so cruel. In a completely unexpected time, a miracle seemed to be coming, just one!

The still crazy freshman, the tireless shout seemed to have become *. They began to really look forward to miracles. The silent old students and teachers looked at Jia Chen speechless, and a long-disappearing sense of crisis gradually enveloped their hearts. It was not until this time that they remembered The long history of singing 50 years ago reminds me of Bai Zhentian.

The originally doomed balance began to gradually tilt to the other side. From the original 3 to 0 to 3 to 3, it seems to be in front of us. Until now, Jia Chen's performance can no longer express people's evaluation of him with shock.

At this time, in this strange atmosphere, a bald man walked slowly to the center of the school yard. His words were not high, but the man's eyes under his thick eyebrows were frighteningly sharp, which made people dare not look directly.

"Ma Dai, it turned out to be Ma Dai, Ma Dai really appeared!" Suddenly, the exclamation came from the mouth of the old students of the heavenly department and the students of the earth, and from the mouth of those teachers. Ma Dai, the king of the heavenly students, was finally forced to the court!