Martial Arts Master - Chapter 158

[Chapter 153 8 Feet Boy]

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When he climbed the stairs, Li Mao felt that he was not nervous last time, because this was not a very important game, and it didn’t matter if he lost. Didn’t he even come without seeing Coach Shi?

But why am I still a little dizzy, and my body is still shaking uncontrollably?

Is it because of the gazes of thousands of people around?

Is it because Yan Zheke performed too well in front of him, putting pressure on himself and not wanting to ruin the good situation?

Or is there no reason for it, just that I am a natural waste, can’t see big scenes, and I have low self-esteem in my bones, why am I nervous?

Li Mao, who was in self-disgust, stood opposite Feng Shaokun and saw the referee raised his right hand, about to announce the start.

Me, I haven’t adjusted yet… With a hum, he felt that he was highly tense again, and although his thoughts did not become sluggish, he was always unable to concentrate.

At this moment, a sentence flashed in his mind:

“Wait a minute, don’t think about it, just keep it in mind, slide left, kick low, take punch.”

“Slide left, kick low, receive punches…” Li Mao muttered to himself, as if he was holding on to the last straw.

Feng Shaokun stopped panting, feeling the obvious tension from the enemy on the opposite side, and he was quietly relieved.

Fortunately it is him!

A few days ago, Feng Shaokun pondered about Li Mao’s performance at the university martial arts meeting, and was deeply impressed by his stage fright, so he had already made up his mind. Once he encountered this opponent, he would immediately attack and not give him a chance to slow down. !

It is a gift from God to meet this nervous brother under the condition of considerable consumption!

“The third game, start!” The referee did not give Li Mao any time to adjust.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Shaokun’s feet were like stepping on ice floes, and the muscles behind his back “flashed” like wings. With a fast and fierce attitude, he approached the opponent in one fell swoop.

“Left slide, low kick, and punch…” Li Mao didn’t think about it, he followed his instinct to slide to the left to dodge, then tightened his thighs, bent his knees, and kicked low He came out and kicked Feng Shaokun directly at the joint.

Feng Shaokun didn’t expect the nervous brother to be able to dodge in time, and the tiger hug and split fist, which was ready to go, had to stop abruptly.

boom!

After the foot to foot, Li Mao was like a robot, instinctively adjusted his muscles, borrowed a little strength, pulled his right arm back, clenched his fist and fired.

Slide left, kick low, take punch!

Feng Shaokun shook his right arm, and his tiger fists roared out, without showing weakness, hit hard.

boom!

In the muffled sound, Feng Shaokun only felt a soreness in his right arm, and his strength was not enough, and his opponent opened his fist abruptly.

Oops!

The aftermath of the fierce battle just now!

He made a decisive decision, using his left foot as a fulcrum, swinging his right hand back to the side and back, and pulling his body to straighten.

Li Mao succeeded with one punch, as if he had entered the rhythm of training, his body instincts swayed back and forth, and once again leveraged his strength, he slammed his left fist, straight to Feng Shaokun’s open chest.

I have the upper hand?

I didn’t fail?

Just such a simple “left slide, low kick, and punch”?

At this time, Li Mao finally woke up from his big dream and returned to the rhythm of the game. Although there was still a little nervousness and his thoughts were still a little bit inflexible, he could at least think and judge the situation on the field.

In the current situation, there is no need for him to make any complex analysis, nor for him to be resolute and decisive, just use him to skillfully deploy Blizzard’s twenty-four strikes like normal training!

boom!

Feng Shaokun twisted his back in time, turned his shoulders, clenched his left fist, and thumped close to him. Hengjiang intercepted it and resisted Li Mao’s cannon.

Li Mao’s mind gradually became clearer and his attention became clearer. He just felt that the rhythm of the game was really good, and he felt as if he had returned to the practice field.

The “familiar” environment can effectively reduce tension!

He swings his left fist back, allowing the force to flow into his spine, and transmit it from the soles of his feet,

Then, using the back as the axis, he snapped out a whip leg and slammed it towards Feng Shaokun’s lower plate.

Seeing this scene, Lou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, secretly happy for Li Mao, no longer staying on the sidelines, and easily returned to the coach’s seat.

Feng Shaokun, on the other hand, was quite annoyed. Knowing that he had fallen into the suppression of Blizzard’s twenty-four blows again, he no longer hesitated, and returned a whip. Following that, he took a sharp breath, blushed, and blushed. Sunshine up.

boom!

Feng Shaokun seemed to have gunpowder exploding in his body, urging his right fist to fight back with jets, attacking attack.

Li Mao, who had gradually become accustomed to the atmosphere of the competition, was now able to make simple analysis, make quick judgments, and think that the opponent was consuming a lot, so he did not shy away from the edge.

boom!

The two of them swayed their center of gravity and took a step back. Feng Shaokun seized the opportunity and launched a crane step, and flew to Li Mao’s side, clenched his fists into tiger claws, and slammed down.

For Li Mao before a few moves, he could only subconsciously resist this blow, but at this time, the moment he raised his right arm, his center of gravity sank.

Snapped!

Just as the tiger fist hit his right arm, Feng Shaokun suddenly turned into a “crane beak”, and with a flick of his strength, he pecked at Li Mao’s temple.

However, Li Mao followed the trend of his right arm being sunk, his knees bent, his center of gravity became heavier, and his body suddenly became shorter, avoiding Feng Shaokun’s crane peck.

At the same time, he exerted force with his left foot, turning his entire body into a cannonball, and slammed into Feng Shaokun’s chest and abdomen.

Feng Shaokun didn’t fight hard, he stepped on it, moved away smartly, and fought again in another position.

Within a minute, he continued to attack, but Li Mao, who had already calmed down, seemed to have returned to the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. He had returned to the days when he faced the darkness, faced the cold wind, listened to the sound of firecrackers, and worked hard, no longer panic. Every move is full of shelves, and it is guarded without leakage.

It was this month that he truly mastered Blizzard’s twenty-four strikes!

As he beat, Li Mao suddenly realized that Feng Shaokun’s strength had weakened a lot, and there was a lack of sluggishness between the steps.

He is at his limit!

As soon as the judgment came out, Li Mao didn’t think much about it, so as not to hesitate, he immediately slipped and attacked his opponent.

Feng Shaokun’s heart tightened, and he abandoned all distracting thoughts. With a flick of his spine, his back squirmed, his hands raised, turning into the wings of a crane, and fiercely slapped Li Mao’s temples on both sides.

When his palms were about to hit the opponent’s raised arms, he suddenly raised his hips, changed his center of gravity, and assumed an independent posture of a golden rooster. His right foot kicked out silently, like a tiger’s kick.

Tiger and Crane Strike!

With two snaps, Li Mao had just resisted the “Xianhe”‘s slap when he saw the enemy’s right foot attack fatally.

During the rolling, he felt quite sad in his heart. He finally played normally, but it seemed that he had fallen into the trap of the enemy and was about to fail.

At this moment, Li Mao suddenly realized that Feng Shaokun hadn’t caught up in time, leaving a gap for himself.

Is he really tired?

Was it the last counterattack just now?

As his thoughts turned, Li Mao flicked his back, the carp straightened, stood up again, and faced Feng Shaokun who had just approached.

Snapped!

Feng Shaokun raised his right arm and blocked it in time, but his body shook involuntarily, obviously reaching the limit.

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boom!

Feng Shaokun’s hands were weak, and the shelf was opened.

Li Mao’s eyes were almost red, he slid closer, turned his body sideways, and slammed into him fiercely.

Feng Shaokun leaned back and tried to dodge, but there was a emptiness in his body, he couldn’t maintain his center of gravity, and he fell down.

Li Mao rushed up, tightened his thighs, flicked his knees, kicked out his toes, and stopped beside Feng Shaokun’s throat.

“In the third game, Li Mao wins!” The referee raised his right hand and announced the result.

I won?

I won?

Li Mao couldn’t believe his ears. In an instant, he seemed to have returned to the university martial arts club. At that time, he lived up to everyone’s expectations. In a good situation, he was easily defeated because of nervousness.

Now, have I finally won?

At this time, pictures flashed before Li Mao’s eyes. There were Chen Changhua’s bloody fists beating on the cabinet in disappointment, Lin Que’s pain covered up with a hot towel, Coach Shi’s words of comfort and encouragement, and his own frustrations. There are scenes of gritted teeth and perseverance day by day, the biting cold wind in winter, the silence in the darkest morning, and the scenes where Lou Cheng and others carefully take care of their emotions and rack their brains to relieve tension…

In the cheers of the crowd, he couldn’t help but turn his head to look at the seat of Songda Martial Arts Club.

There, Lou Cheng held Yan Zheke’s hand, Yan Zheke held Guo Qing, Guo Qing held Li Xiaowen, Li Xiaowen held Lin Hua, Lin Hua held Sun Jian, Sun Jian held Lin Que, Li Mao watched When they came over, they swung their hands up at the same time and shouted loudly:

“Come on Li Mao!”

Li Mao’s eyes turned red as soon as he swiped, and tears could not stop flowing. He knew that he was locked by the big screen, everyone could see the details, but his vision could not be blurred.

The dignified eight-foot man was crying like a child at this moment.

(To be continued.)