"Ha-ha, why did St. Germain stop?"
"God is awesome."
...
The Blackhawk students were all excited. Although there were not many of them, they soon occupied the blank screen.
Ji Yanran was even more excited. She waved her white fist and said, "Let's see if you dare to talk nonsense again."
"Impossible … That was a white fist … How could …" Li Yu's face was not very good.
"Yu, don't be careless. It seems that the newcomer is good," Xu Yundi said to Li Yu.
Li Yu was a newcomer who could reach Nalan's level of potential. Now that a newcomer from Blackhawk got one point, it was natural that he felt embarrassed.
"Yes, Coach," Li Yu responded. He took a deep breath and stood on the platform again.
Every game was three wins and two losses. The one who got three points first won. Li Yu had only lost one point.
The game started again. Wen Xiuxiu continued to commentate, "It seems that Black Fist Emperor is lucky to get one point in the beginning. Li Yu is too careless …"
Bang!
Before Wen Xiuxiu could finish her sentence, she saw Li Yu being sent flying with a punch, this time with the special effect of being sent flying into space.
Wen Xiuxiu was dumbfounded, as were the people watching the live broadcast. The first punch could be explained by Li Yu's carelessness, but the second punch could not be explained.
Those who were still arguing with the Blackhawk students suddenly stopped. There were only voices of support for Blackhawk left on the screen.
"666 …"
"I'm impressed by this black fist."
"Where did this Black Fist Emperor come from? He is strong."
"Two black fists in a row, and Wind Talker did not even see the first one. So weak."
"That guy is still showing off. He didn't even try to parry and was hit with a special effect. Ha-ha."
"The Almighty is indeed the Almighty."
...
Wen Xiuxiu didn't dare to commentate anymore. When Li Yu went up on stage again, she was no longer as confident as before. "Black Fist Emperor's strength is not bad. This is going to be a fierce battle …"
Boom!
Another explosion rang out. This time, Li Yu raised his hand to block the attack. He wasn't hit with the starry sky effect, but the system still added an effect where Li Yu was knocked back and flew more than ten meters away. Sparks flew from the friction between his feet and the ground.
Although it was just a special effect, it still made many people's blood boil.
"F * ck!
Wind Whisperer exploded with three black punches in a row. That's really awesome. "
"Too amazing. He actually used three Black Fists in a row, and Wind Whisperer actually didn't see any flaws."
"Where did this Black Fist Emperor come from?"
"That's crazy. A player from St. Germain was knocked out without scoring a single point against a newcomer from Blackhawk."
"The young contestant's mental fortitude isn't good enough. He was stunned by the first punch, and after that, he continuously made mistakes in judgment. That Black Fist Emperor continuously threw out black fists, but he didn't even know how to dodge."
"You just defeated a newbie. What are you so proud of? In the next round, the experienced Wang Yangjun will show you how powerful he is."
"You're too inexperienced to handle matters properly.
Young people still can't make it. Their mental fortitude is too weak. "
…
"Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you?
The opponent has clearly thrown out black fists in a row. Why do you still bite the bullet and take it? "Xu Yundi's face was a little ugly.
The person he thought highly of was actually knocked out by a newcomer from Blackhawk with a score of 3-0, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, coach."
Li Yu felt bitter in his heart. He also knew that the probability of Han Sen continuously throwing black fists was very high, but no matter how he looked at it, he could only judge that Han Sen was throwing white fists. It was really difficult for him to take a step to dodge.
This feeling was like when a car was rushing over from the opposite side, you judged that the opponent would stop, but when you saw the car rushing over at high speed, you judged that the car would definitely not stop, so you couldn't help but dodge.
Li Yu thought that Han Sen was likely to throw black fists, but when he saw Han Sen's fists, he rationally judged that the opponent's fists were white fists. In the end, he trusted his own judgment more than his technical judgment, so Li Yu still chose to parry Han Sen's fists. The result was a crushing defeat.
"Don't be sad. Watch me avenge you." Wang Yangjun laughed, patted Li Yu's shoulder and went to the arena.
"Remember, since the opponent is named Black Fist Emperor, it seems that he is very confident in his black fists. He does have good attainments in black fists. Boy, be careful. If you find something wrong, just dodge." Xu Yundi exhorted.
"Understood." Wang Yangjun nodded. He had already sat on the holographic device and entered the arena.
Wang Yangjun was still very confident in himself. Li Yu couldn't see the opponent's real fists because he was inexperienced and inexperienced. However, Wang Yangjun had participated in many competitions. How could he fail in such a small task?
"Boy, now I'll let you see the real strength of Saint Virtue. Black Fist Emperor, I'll beat you into a Black Fist Eunuch." Wang Yangjun stood opposite Han Sen confidently.
Because of the wheel system, Wang Yangjun was replacing Li Yu. Therefore, he was judged to be on the defensive side, which was a compensation mechanism for the side that fought continuously.
"Wind Talker lost because of his lack of experience. Wang Yangjun is an experienced veteran. I'm afraid that Black Fist Emperor's tactics won't work so easily." Wen Xiuxiu's tone was not so sure anymore. She had completely lost her previous confidence.
However, she still thought that Wang Yangjun had a better chance of winning. She was more optimistic about the team of St. Germain.
"That woman is here again." Qu Lili said angrily.
"Let her say what she wants. Facts will prove everything."
Ji Yanran was calm at this time. Han Sen promised her that he would win. She also believed that Han Sen would win.
When the match started again, Han Sen threw a punch. He looked like a tiger, and he was very ferocious.
Wang Yangjun watched carefully. Just like Li Yu, he could see that this should be a white fist. According to Wang Yangjun's judgment, he just stood there and didn't need to dodge.
However, after watching the fight between Li Yu and Han Sen, Wang Yangjun thought to himself, Just now, Li Yu was hit by three black fists because of this and was directly kicked out of the game. I, Wang Yangjun, definitely can't make the same mistake.
Thinking of this, Wang Yangjun took a step back and dodged Han Sen's punch without hesitation.
"Wang Yangjun is indeed Wang Yangjun. His tactical goal is very clear and his execution is also very good. This punch should be …" Wen Xiuxiu was passionately explaining, but she couldn't finish the rest of her words.
Du!
Han Sen's punch froze in the air, and a white fist symbol lit up on the refereeing device.
"How could it be a white fist!" Wen Xiuxiu opened her eyes wide and shouted.