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Chapter 125 Baiyu is theirs, let’s go get the championship trophy!
Not only the people from Qingye Wugao, but also the referee on the ring recognized "Yan Guichao" at the same time.
"Swallow Returns to the Nest" is a martial art that Zhao Linglong often uses. As an insider, he is naturally quite familiar with it.

But he never expected that this move would be used by Bai Yu.

"Swallow Returns to the Nest" was created by Zhao Lingyu's grandfather Zhao Qiankun. There are five moves in total. It is said that the last move "Returning" is as powerful as a high-level martial arts.

This is also one of the Zhao family's signature martial arts. Outsiders have never touched it, but now Bai Yu has mastered it, which completely breaks the previous tradition.

"It seems that my relationship with Zhao Lingyu is more than just teammates.

Did you intend to marry into the family from the beginning? It is indeed a good choice, you can get both money and people, but your future sister-in-law is not easy to mess with, if you are not careful, you may lose your life. "

The referee gossiped about Bai Yu in secret, then looked at Lin Meng, who was covered in blood and sweat, with pity.

Not only does Lin Meng have poor taste in choosing a girlfriend, but he's also likely to lose this game.

All of the attacks of "Swallow Returns to the Nest" are in the blind spot, and the damage of each attack is increased cumulatively. At the same level, almost no one can break it.

"can you do it?"

The referee looked at Lin Meng who was about to face "Swallow Returns to the Nest" and asked.

At this moment, Lin Meng was more serious than ever before. He injected his Qi into the Baihui acupoint on his forehead, endured the dizziness and pain, and forcibly enhanced his five senses.

But even so, he still couldn't catch Bai Yu's figure, and the wind that used to be able to speak was now reduced to a chaotic roar.

"No, this is not enough."

Lin Meng stared with red eyes, more "qi" poured in, blood and tears dripped, and finally a blurry shadow appeared in his vision.

As the shadow approached, Lin Meng felt more and more pressure.

It is not just the power and irresistibility of “The Return of the Swallows to the Nest”, but also everything that has happened that is echoing.

Bai Yu's indifferent words and proud posture were like an all-pervasive virus that constantly invaded his brain, leaving him with the thought of failure;
Wang Qian's usual encouragement and her crying just now turned into a sharp sword on his neck, forcing him to win;
The master's instructions before he left the mountain and his past training were like a pair of steel shackles that locked his feet, leaving him room for everything.

The three intersected, collided, and merged, eventually leaving behind an iron mountain.

Under the heavy iron mountain, Lin Meng's breathing rhythm was disrupted, his "Iron Bridge and Hard Horse" waist and legs were bent, the "Golden Bell" energy covering his whole body quickly dissipated, and all his strong defenses collapsed without a fight.

Just when the referee and other martial artists with excellent eyesight thought that everything was about to end, a roar sounded on the ring:

"I am Baji Lin Meng!"

Lin Meng hit rock bottom and bounced back. He roared and threw away all distractions. He no longer thought about success or failure, no longer cared about anyone, and even gave up everything on himself. In the end, only one martial art was left - Baji Tieshankao!

He concentrated his last bit of strength on his rock-solid shoulders and charged towards Bai Yu just like before!
This time, he is not the Lin Meng that everyone knows, he is Lin Meng himself - an iron mountain weathered by wind and sun!

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", the sound of footsteps like war drums resounded throughout the stadium, the evaporated blood and sweat turned into a fearless red aura, and the wind blowing in their faces was dispersed.
Lin Meng moves forward courageously!

At this moment, all the audience were shocked by Lin Meng's majestic aura.

The hearts of the students of Qingye Wugao High School who were about to leave quickened as they once again saw the possibility that Lin Meng could become a legend.

The students of Bai Zewu High School stared at him intently. They still believed in Bai Yu, but that did not stop them from being amazed at Lin Meng.

At the preparation table, Wang Hai and his companions also put aside their previous contempt for Lin Meng.
Lin Mengqiang is not only strong in strength, but also in mentality. He can break through himself under such high pressure, which is completely worthy of their admiration.

The referee no longer questioned Lin Meng. Lin Meng proved his martial arts skills on this stage, which was more important than cracking the "Swallow Returns to the Nest". Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, Lin Meng's "Iron Mountain Back" hit Bai Yu's chest.
Wang Qian's eyes were filled with tears. She didn't care about defense or offense. As long as Lin Meng could win, everything would be fine. Money, reputation, future, and even "ghost" could be negotiated.

Before Wang Qian could continue fantasizing, the next moment, her ardent hope turned into deep despair.

On the ring, Lin Meng's selfless attack was like hitting a cloud of smoke. He passed through Bai Yu's body and rushed to the other side of the ring.

By the time Lin Meng realized that it was Bai Yu's afterimage, the ghostly Bai Yu had already appeared behind him.

"You should have realized this a long time ago."

Bai Yu felt regretful, and with his half body in the air, he kicked out a winning kick towards Lin Meng - the Swallow Returns to the Nest style - Skimming the Water!
The "Iron Mountain Backing" that Lin Meng burst out in desperation was enough to make him feel threatened.
But unfortunately, martial arts like "Iron Mountain Back" were perfectly restrained by his "Swallow Returns to the Nest·Swiping Water". The strongest attack met with a faster speed. Lin Meng could not find the target and everything was in vain.

"boom!"

Like water ripples, the force field on Lin Meng's back spread violently, and then gathered again in an instant.
The forward potential energy of the "Iron Mountain Backrest" plus the impact of the "Swiping Water" are concentrated at one point and magnified infinitely.

Lin Meng struggled, his Qi surged, and he bent his legs inwards, trying to use the stance to lower his center of gravity and slow down his speed.

But in the face of such great power, there is no room for any martial arts to be used.

In an instant, the magnificent momentum was shattered, and the brave steps left the ground. Lin Meng, who was kicked away, passed through the protective force field at the edge of the ring. After being cushioned, he fell powerlessly.

Finally, the green leaf pattern on Lin Meng's back touched the ground. Everything was settled, and the referee blew the whistle to end the game:

"The winner is Bai Ze Wu Gao Bai Yu, Bai Ze Wu Gao defeated Qing Ye Wu Gao five to three!"

"How is this possible?!" Wang Qian's face turned pale, she covered her mouth with her hands, and slumped in the chair.

"Still not working?" The students of Aoba Takeshi High School sighed and stood up again and walked out of the field.

If Lin Meng is an indomitable hero, then Bai Yu is the legendary undefeated demon king.

The devil always stands there, neither happy nor sad, calmly greeting every challenge launched by the brave with full confidence, until the devil feels bored.

The sharp whistle stung all the spectators who supported Aoba Takegao, and also aroused the passion of Shirazawa Takegao's supporters.
"We are champions again!"

Wang Hai shouted excitedly, and rushed to Bai Yu on the ring. Without saying a word, he gave Bai Yu a bear hug.

Bai Yu dodged a step, but Yuan Qiu and others followed closely behind. A group of people hugged Bai Yu tightly, laughing and crying. They won the championship for the second time in a row!

At this time, the students of Bai Ze Wu High School also sang the school song of Bai Ze Wu High School together:
"Bai Ze students, create glory!"

"Master Bai Ze, move forward bravely!"

In the jubilant atmosphere, Qin Ying looked at the only player still on the bench.
"Aren't you going?"

"If I go, will they still hug me?" Zhao Lingyu looked at Bai Yu enviously as he was stuck in the crowd.

"Too."

Qin Ying chuckled and took off his windbreaker, revealing the professional suit underneath. "Let's go, Baiyu is theirs, let's go get the championship trophy."

(End of this chapter)