This is a trick to amplify pain!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Zhirong raised his hips and bent his knees to hit him.

The referee raised his leg in time to block the blow, raised his right hand high and said:

"In the fourth round, Fang Zhirong wins!"

"The final result is that Shanbei University Martial Arts Club wins!"

Fang Zhirong took a breath, calmed down a little, raised his hands and applauded to the audience supporting him.

Cai Zongming was stunned and walked towards the ring numbly. Every step seemed to be enduring extreme pain and exhausting all the strength in his body.

After being supported by Lou Cheng and Wang Dali, he recovered, felt the pain began to subside, and said his first words:

"Fuck! It hurts so damn much!"

I feel relieved that you are so lively... Lou Cheng chuckled and asked casually:

"What did you feel just now?"

"Feelings? I'm starting to doubt life!" Xiao Ming replied with a rich expression.

The first game of the semi-finals ended here, Songda was eliminated, and Shanbei entered the finals for the third time in four years.

Lou Cheng and others were mentally prepared for the failure. They were not too sad, but felt a little disappointed and had mixed feelings.

After watching Ren Li show off her power and lead the Imperial Academy Martial Arts Club to the finals, the Songda group took a minibus and returned to the hotel.

As soon as he entered the lobby, Lou Cheng saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes coming towards him with a smile on his face.

He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a rather elegant temperament. He introduced himself:
Chapter completed!