"Who has a cold?" Liu Xiaohui, who was about to get up and take a rest, asked curiously after Liu Fei hung up the phone.
Liu Fei shook his head, "A friend of mine just came up from Shuangjiang County with me. He probably caught a cold accidentally on the way and has a bit of a cold."
Oh, Liu Xiaohui nodded. She wanted to open her mouth and ask something else, but she still didn't ask.
"Go to bed early. You have to go to class tomorrow." Liu Fei stood up, said hello, and walked towards the first bedroom.
Liu Fei entered the room and did not fall asleep. He kept thinking about Feng Cuiyun. It was almost dawn before Liu Fei fell asleep.
"Douglas, you actually used a secret move?" Ye Long covered his arm and said angrily to a foreigner with red hair and green eyes.
"Haha, Ye Long, this is not the first day you have come out to compete. Due to the differences between Chinese and Western martial arts, for the sake of fairness, there are no restrictions on the competition at all. Winning is the right way." The man known as Douglas seemed to be interested in Ye
Long's resistance was very disapproving.
"You?" Ye Long was even more angry, but didn't say anything else? Because he knew that Douglas was right. Because of the differences between Chinese and Western martial arts, there are few restrictions in the martial arts arena. As long as you can use your own unique skills to make the opponent admit defeat,
Just fine.
Douglas seemed to be very excited about Ye Long's angry and inexpressible expression, "Ye Long, besides, our competition this time is just a private competition between you and me. It is not a formal competition representing the two countries at all, so this kind of competition
No matter how much you oppose something, it won't help. It's better for everyone to rely on their own abilities and defeat each other. That's the way to go."
"Okay." Ye Long let go of the bloody hand covering his arm, clenched his fists, and walked towards Douglas.
Douglas immediately put away the proud expression just now and looked at Ye Long who was walking over with a focused look. He knew Ye Long's strength and had rarely lost in many competitions. This competition was only promoted by his numerous provocations.
In the private competition, he wanted Ye Long to know that he, Douglas, was the most powerful.
"Originally, I gave you the opportunity to compete officially in the ring in the name of your country, the United States, but you were extremely arrogant and arrogant. Although I knew you were trying to provoke others, I still satisfied you and promised you that this time you would be very proud.
Formal invitation, I will let you try the consequences of arrogance, let you know that China is not a warlike nation, but it is by no means a fearful nation. The only way to shut up you self-righteous Americans is to use your fists to
You know the consequences of provocation." Almost face to face, Ye Long said to Douglas word by word, his tone was extremely determined.
Douglas' expression trembled slightly, seemingly intimidated by Ye Long's aura when he said these words.
"Hmph, although your reputation is resounding in the world of boxing, it is nothing in my eyes? After the competition, you know how ridiculous you are. I will make you fall to the ground and unable to get up. Tomorrow the whole world will
The headlines will be your miserable photos." Although Douglas was retorting, judging from the tone of his words, there was a strong vibrato.
Ye Long smiled and looked at the bleeding wound on his arm, "Really? I thought you were a gentleman. I didn't expect you to use such despicable methods, but you will never have such a chance again."
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"You arrogant boy, take a punch from me." Ye Long's words probably angered Douglas. Almost as soon as Ye Long finished speaking, he swung his left and right fists at Ye Long.
Ye Long quickly dodged the two punches with strong winds, with a confident smile on his face. Ye Long was very clear about the foreigners' moves. Their main attack point was on their fists.
Because of his physique, his legs did not play much of a role. At most, they only played a supporting role. This allowed Ye Long to win countless games against these tall foreigners by breaking through from the bottom plate.
"What? You want to break through from the bottom plate?" Douglas seemed to have seen through Ye Long's thoughts and reminded him during the attack.
Ye Long was startled, "Haha, why are you so confident? It turns out you have studied my routines very thoroughly? However, for you, you can handle both the upper and lower sets without any effort."
After saying that, Ye Long's movements on his hands were extremely sharp, and he didn't use much skill on his legs. However, Douglas was still in a hurry, and his body kept retreating. But from the look in his eyes that was constantly focused on Ye Long's legs.
It seemed that he didn't believe Ye Long's words, thinking that this was just Ye Long's way of trying to win over others. But this look in Douglas's eyes only lasted for less than a few minutes, because the movements of Ye Long's hands were almost too much for him.
"Should I use my legs?" Seeing that Douglas was already using his hands, Ye Long reminded him.
Ah, probably because of the reminder of Ye Long's words, Douglas was distracted and the movements of his hands obviously slowed down a bit. Ye Long took advantage of this and punched Douglas on the right cheek.