Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

"You can hold this in your hand."

Christine took the bottle with a puzzled look and said, "I'm confused."

"what is this?"

Lin Yun touched his nose and said.

"If the ginseng doesn't work, then drink this glucose water."

"It's not that I lack confidence in ginseng, it's just that I'm prepared."

After saying that, Lin Yun strode away.

Christine looked down at the glucose in her hand.

Then, while chewing the ginseng in his mouth, he drank the glucose in one gulp.

A moment later, it was unclear whether it was the ginseng or the glucose that had worked.

Christine definitely felt that her strength was returning and the soreness in her body was much better.

…………

In suite 3601, everyone gathered.

Lin Yun hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in.

"So, has it started yet?"

Hu Yifei turned her head and said.

"It's about to begin, and you've come back just in time."

Sha Lele even tossed Lin Yun a Coke and popcorn.

Lin Yun then took out a folding chair and sat down next to the television.

What could have caused such a stir among the residents of the apartment, and made Lin Yun abandon those beautiful women and rush back?

Today is Lu Zhanbo's match in the UFC Elite Road competition.

This was accompanied by cheers coming from the television set.

The camera was also pointed at Lu Zhanbo...

Lu Zhanbo and his team walked toward the octagon amid cheers from the audience.

Lu Zhanbo was dancing as he walked...

Hu Yifei said with a look of disgust.

"What is Zhanbo dancing like? It's so ugly."

Lin Yun hurriedly said.

"Hey, don't say that."

"Zhanbo specially learned a lot of pole dancing moves from his girlfriend for this competition."

"It's just so that the 023 will look a bit flashy during the competition."

Lu Ziqiao spoke up.

“I saw the program schedule. The contestant opposite Zhanbo is from Japan.”

"It seems like he studies karate; he looks pretty good."

Guan Gu Shenqi nodded and said.

"Karate is indeed very strong in actual combat."

"Zhanbo, we've met a formidable opponent this time."

Soon the contestants were in place, and Lu Zhanbo grinned at the camera, as if he could already feel the gazes of everyone in the apartment.

The Japanese player on the other side started warming up by shaking his head.

Host: "Okay, the match is about to begin. The red team's player is Yamamoto Informant from the island nation. His professional record is 5 wins out of 6 matches, all of which were by decision."

"Judging from their record, the player on the red side is the type who plays a steady and methodical game."

"The blue corner is Chinese fighter Lu Zhanbo, with a perfect professional record of five wins, all by KO or TKO."

"This match can be described as a battle between contradictions!"

After the referee announced the start of the match, Lu Zhanbo started with a standard Brazilian long kick, almost knocking his opponent off balance.

However, the opponent also had a wealth of experience in the game and immediately regained his balance.

Then, Lu Zhanbo adopted the standard forward-pressing stance and launched an attack.

Compared to Lu Zhanbo, the opponent is more flexible. Judging from their stance, they seem to be playing a defensive counter-attacking style.

Hu Yifei gripped Lin Yun's hand tightly; she was even more nervous than Lu Zhanbo at that moment.

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Under Lu Zhanbo's relentless pressure, the other party clearly felt a great deal of pressure.

And there's something even more important!

That's the difference between the two sides' wing coaches!

The tactics coach of player Yamamoto speaks English, which both Yamamoto and Lu Zhanbo can understand.

However! Lu Zhanbo's coach speaks Chinese, which Yamamoto cannot understand, resulting in a significant gap in intelligence.

Yamamoto retreated again and again until he was right next to the cage...

Lu Zhanbo seized the opportunity and delivered a knee strike.

Yamamoto reacted well, quickly moving to the side, trying to return to the center of the cage.

Lu Zhanbo kept pressing forward while also using low sweeps to disrupt his opponent's balance.

Host: The Chinese player is a very typical offensive player. Judging from his power, his low kick is quite destructive. You can clearly see that Yamamoto's calf is already red.

"By the way, I need to add something here. Lu Zhanbo, the Chinese athlete, is over 1.9 meters tall. Even in the middleweight division, that's considered tall, but he's competing in the featherweight division."

"But precisely because of this, when facing Japanese fighters, as long as he does a good job of preventing falls, he can win by relying on his height advantage and the number of effective strikes."

What the host can understand, Yamamoto naturally understands as well.

When facing an opponent with long arms and legs, the only way to limit their advantage is to drag them to the ground.

Lu Zhanbo was also aware of his own weaknesses, so from the beginning, he lowered his center of gravity when standing to guard against his opponent's dive and takedown.

Fighters from other countries have always had a stereotype about Chinese fighters.

That is, the Chinese people have strengths in standing and heavy punches, but they are completely weak on the ground.

The main reason is that many Chinese fighters actually come from Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) backgrounds and switch to mixed martial arts halfway through their careers. So even if they learn ground techniques later, they cannot develop good muscle memory.

Host: "Yamamoto is starting to fight back."

"A beautiful counter-punch, but unfortunately it was dodged. It seems that Lu Zhanbo is doing quite well in terms of distance control."

"Yamamoto throws a jab..."

The next moment, Lin Yun suddenly spoke.

"They're going to take me down!"

As Lin Yun spoke, Lu Zhanbo also took action.

It was that familiar knee strike again, meeting the opponent's downward takedown.

At that moment, the entire venue fell silent. Even those sitting in front of the television felt their hearts leap into their throats.

Host: "It's such a pity. If Yamamoto had been a little faster, it wouldn't have been his chest that was blocked, but his chin."

"Even so, Yamamoto, who took the initiative to enter the ground, will still face Lu Zhanbo's top-down punches."

Lu Zhanbo pressed forward as soon as his opponent fell.

Although the opponent had some difficulty breathing after being kneed, he immediately wrapped his legs around Lu Zhanbo's waist from below to prevent him from grabbing his back.

Her hands gripped the back of Lu Zhanbo's neck tightly, restraining his movements.

While pushing the other person's face away with his hand, Lu Zhanbo slammed his elbow into the other person's face.

Host: "Wow, that was a really solid elbow strike. You can clearly see that Yamamoto's eye socket is swollen now."

"Another elbow strike. Can Yamamoto find a way to get out of this situation? There are still two minutes left in the first round. If this continues, he will be at a great disadvantage in the score."

"Wait! There's blood on Lu Zhanbo's arm."

"Yamamoto's brow ridge has opened!"

In front of the television, Guan Gu Shenqi shouted excitedly.

"That's awesome, Zhanbo!"

"Let him know what the power of China is!"

Qin Yumo said awkwardly in a low voice.

"Isn't Guan Gu from an island nation?"

Why is he so agitated?

Lin Yun turned his head and said in a low voice.

"Guan Gu doesn't even value family ties that much, what do you think?"

The battle that followed was incredibly fierce.

Having taken the lead, Lu Zhanbo gave the Japanese players a thorough makeover.

The Japanese contestant's face was covered in blood, which smeared all over Lu Zhanbo.

At this moment, the opponent's corner was also a little confused. Although this Chinese player's ground game did not have any subduing abilities, his ground pressure was indeed too strong.

Soon, the suffocating first round ended.

Lu Zhanbo won the first round with a dominant advantage.