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Chapter 145 The Price of Victory

The wind was howling, and Ma Fan's calves, like steel whips, swept towards Wang Hai's head.
Many spectators at the scene subconsciously held their breath. If this kick hit Wang Hai, the game would most likely be over.

At this moment, Wang Hai, with bloodshot eyes, came back to his senses from dizziness and pain. He lowered his head and took a brave step forward.

Maybe he would be stunned in the past few days and lose the ability to fight back.
But today, he has experienced dozens of times of Yin-Yang Qi training from the Wuji Wugao team members, and his willpower and ability to withstand blows have been greatly improved. This little pain is nothing!
"Snapped!"

Wang Hai's taut right arm blocked Ma Fan's powerful kick midway, and then his powerful left fist rushed straight up to Ma Fan's jaw.

Faced with Wang Hai's sudden counterattack, Ma Fan's pupils constricted.

Wang Hai had never made such a move in the simulated confrontation. This attack was completely beyond his expectations.

Moreover, the center of gravity of his body was all on one leg at this moment. His decisive blow had now become his biggest flaw. He couldn't dodge it at all, and it was difficult for him to resist. He could only take it head-on.

"boom!"

Wang Hai punched Ma Fan on the chin. Ma Fan raised his head high, his heels off the ground, and his body shrank back. His center of gravity was already unbalanced.

Wang Hai would naturally not miss such a good opportunity and would pursue the victory.

But before he could punch again, Ma Fan bent his knees slightly and adjusted his body in an instant.

"So durable?"

Wang Hai was surprised.

The power of his punch and the damage it caused to the part of his body that was hit were no less than those caused by Ma Fan's kick, but Ma Fan's adjustment speed was even faster than his.

On the other side, Ma Fan felt a stinging pain on his cheek after being punched by Wang Hai, and he put away his previous arrogance.

Wang Hai's progress has completely surpassed the data of the previous few days, which is enough to threaten him.

"It's interesting, but I'm still a long way from winning."

Ma Fan thought about it, and waved his hands. The "Vajra" martial arts that had just protected his jaw switched to the "Heavy Blade" between his arms, and then he attacked Wang Hai fiercely.

Wang Hai dodged left and right with his "shadow step", dodging Ma Fan's two slashes in a row.
When it came to the third time, Ma Fan saw Wang Hai raise his foot, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the "heavy blade" in his hand chopped towards Wang Hai's changed position with incredible precision.

Wang Hai could deliberately change his movements to dodge the first two times, but as his attack frequency became faster and faster, Wang Hai had no time to think and could only react instinctively.
This kind of reaction is Wang Hai’s habit, and it is also the flaw that he is already familiar with!
The "heavy blade" landed on Wang Hai's right shoulder. Wang Hai's body sank and he almost fell to one knee.
But then the "Shadow Stab" with his left hand accurately hit Ma Fan's ribs, returning the favor.

He really couldn't change his habits in a short period of time, but Ma Fan, as someone who often cracked his moves, couldn't escape his inherent habits either.

Using habit to fight habit, exchanging injury for injury, this is the fighting style they have developed!

"come!"

Wang Hai stood up with great pain.

Ma Fan met Wang Hai's gaze, and the part that was hit by the "shadow thorn" felt even hotter and more painful.

Wang Hai was the first person he had ever seen in the ring who dealt with flaws in this way. He was very courageous.

"But even if we continue to fight like this, I will hit you first. Your force field is not as strong as mine. How long can you last?!"

Ma Fan was burning with fighting spirit. He clenched his fists and attacked Wang Hai again.

A few seconds later, two more people's martial arts fell from the front and back. Both of them were a little unstable, but no one stopped. They immediately fought with each other again. After a while, both of them were covered with bruises.

The two had such a brutal confrontation. The students, relatives and friends of the Wuhan University who were supporting both sides at the scene watched as the cheers and shouts became smaller and smaller, replaced by endless heartache.

On the one hand, they hope it will end as soon as possible, but on the other hand, they also hope that their players can win the game. If they win, all that they have endured will be worthwhile.

In the center of the ring, Ma Fan seized the opportunity and hit Wang Hai hard in the abdomen. Wang Hai stubbornly endured the pain and fought back, just like before.
But this time his fist was caught by Ma Fan, and his speed was completely behind Ma Fan's reaction.

"I told you, you can't beat me no matter what."

Ma Fan gasped, endured the severe pain all over his body, and kicked Wang Hai in the abdomen. Wang Hai was seriously injured again. He struggled twice but failed to get up from the ground, but he still did not give up.

Wu Qing was looking at the arena, ready to make a move to end the match at any time. The stability of Wang Hai's force field had reached the red line of 20%, and he could only withstand one more attack from Ma Fan.

"Come on! Wang Hai!" Yuan Qiu shouted at Wang Hai with red eyes. Wang Hai had come this far, so he had to finish it, and he had to lose standing up.

The Bai Zewu high school students at the scene were no longer silent and joined in to cheer for Wang Hai.

Amidst the cheers of thousands of people, Wang Hai stood up tremblingly.

But at this time Ma Fan had also accumulated his strength again. He no longer held back and punched Wang Hai directly on the chin with all his strength, trying to end this painful match.

Wang Hai no longer had the strength to dodge, and he didn't plan to dodge anymore.
He roared, and his heart-wrenching roar exploded in the ring. His men swung the same heavy punch at Ma Fan. This was his final counterattack!

"Crack!"

There was a sound of bone cracking, and two fists hit each other's jaws, which were not protected by the force field. The bodies of the two men flew several meters at the same time, and then fell straight to the ring.
When they were about to land, Wu Qing appeared. He steadily caught the two people who had fallen into coma, and then checked their conditions.

He sighed, called the medical team, then stood up and faced the countless pairs of faces waiting for the result, and announced the winner according to the rules:
"The winner is Fengyun Wugao Ma Fan."

The next second, deafening cheers rang out from the audience seats on the Fengyun Wugao side, and the number on the big screen in the field changed to: "1:1".

"The wind and clouds are everywhere!"

"The wind and clouds are everywhere!"

At the Fengyun Wugao preparation seat, Lu Yaoshi heard the slogans coming from behind and smiled smugly.

Although Wang Hai was very tenacious and brave, Ma Fan was able to seize the flaw first. Even if he exchanged injuries for each other, in the end Ma Fan's force field was more stable.

On Bai Zewugao's side, Bai Yu and his group felt bad when they heard the result and saw Wang Hai being taken away by medical staff.

But if they want to win and take the championship, this is the price they have to pay, and the same goes for Zhang Heng and Yuan Qiu who are about to play next.

Victory is not a slogan, but giving one's all in every battle. They will not be silent because of a failure, but will become stronger.

"I'll go check on Wang Hai to prevent him from being disfigured by those amateurs. He's still a handsome boy after all."

Lin Jiao said lightly, "The next person should keep working hard, I just feel like I'm itching to do something."

Yuan Qiu, who had just seen his good brother being carried away and was about to cry, suddenly laughed out loud.

"He's handsome, but this time he's planning on getting plastic surgery."

After that, he looked at Zhang Heng again, "You have to be careful when you go up there. There's a girl in our grade who has a crush on you."

"No need." Zhang Heng refused seriously, "I only like martial arts."

"Okay, okay, okay. I admire you. There's a reason why Sun Wei didn't make it clear to you." Yuan Qiu waved his hand.

"Sun Wei?" Zhang Heng blushed and asked anxiously, "Is it really her?"

"Haha, look at how stupid this guy is. I've exposed him, right?"

Yuan Qiu pointed at Zhang Heng, and everyone around him, except Bai Yu, smiled.

"I also thought you only liked martial arts." Zhao Lingyu whispered to Bai Yu secretly.

"."

Bai Yu squeezed Zhao Lingyu's palm hard.

He hates stereotypes, he just doesn't smile at people, but that's not abnormal.

At this time, the ring was cleaned and Wu Qing began to blow the whistle to urge the two contestants to go on stage. Zhang Heng was unwilling to give up and asked with a red face: "Does Sun Wei really like me?"

"Really." Yuan Qiu nodded seriously, "A liar swallows a thousand steel nails."

"I see."

Zhang Heng took a deep breath to calm his heart, then looked towards the arena in front of him, "Next, please witness my martial arts!"

(End of this chapter)