Three days later, at 10 o'clock in the morning, the bus from the Northwest Werewolf Club arrived at New Oriental on time. In fact, they had arrived in Gangcheng the day before. After a day of rest, the werewolf athletes had already held their strength.

Two New Oriental welcome guests led the Northwest Werewolf players to the fourth floor, and today's New Oriental's fourth floor also changed. There was only a standard ring in the middle of the field, and a dedicated referee seat was set up around the ring, and professional referees and referees were invited from the Sports Bureau.

The president of the Northwest Werewolf Club is a short and thin old man with a few black moles on his slender face. The old man's beard always seems to be shaved cleanly, and his natural smile makes his facial features look very irregular.

As soon as the young old man saw Liu Nannan, he walked over with a smile on his face and said, "Mr. Liu, I haven't seen each other for almost half a year. Mr. Liu is still so beautiful!"

As soon as the old man spoke, a strong smell of wine immediately spurted out from his mouth, and there seemed to be a piece of green vegetable leaf on his two front teeth.

"Mr. Chen, you are really good at joking. Today, our two teams need to communicate well." Liu Nannan politely shook hands with the other party while leaving no traces to the other party.

"Okay, that's right. The national round-robin competition is about to begin. Take this opportunity to communicate with each other and learn from each other." The old man, known as General Chen, glanced at the players behind Liu Nannan while speaking. His eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

"Okay! I heard that Mr. Chen's team is very strong now, so let's learn more." Liu Nannan looked at the other party's eyes and was also competing with the other party in his heart.

"Learn from each other! Please." After saying this, Mr. Chen led his team members to his contestants' seat.

"The other party is not kind, everyone must give me a sigh of relief today." Liu Nannan, who also led the team to the contestant seat, said to everyone.

Everyone did not speak, but their firm eyes responded to Liu Nannan.

Uncle De held a v8 in his hand and stood on the side of the ring to record all the competitions. This is a habit that every professional team has. Similarly, there are dedicated people in the Westwolves Club doing this job.

Since it was a friendly match, both sides simply determined the rules and then the game started directly. The professional referee invited from the Sports Bureau to greet the players on the court, and the other three foreign referees sat in the referee's seat and prepared for judgment and record.

The first game was a 55kg minimum level. The player who played on the Northwest Werewolf was named Wang Bingqiang. Although this person was short, his angular muscles and fierce eyes proved that he was a guy with a good physique and very difficult to deal with.

Liu Yang from New Oriental is an alternative in the 55 kilogram level. His height is nearly 1.75 meters, but his thin figure is destined to be within 110 kilograms. Liu Yang is born with a pair of smiling eyes, and his darker complexion is a bit like a mixed-race of China-Africa.

As soon as Liu Yang jumped onto the ring, he made a vertical punch gesture at his opponent, and glared at the other party with contempt. This was the tactic set by Dong Yuan for him, to challenge the opponent's emotions first.

Under Liu Yang's provocation, Wang Bingqiang was indeed a little angry. The first round of the game began under the instructions of the referee.

Wang Bingqiang has a strong attack power, his muscles are extremely explosive, and his moves are very fierce. Although he has not reached the three-a level, he was also the No. 2 person in the Northwest Werewolf Club. In his eyes, he did not look down on Liu Yang, a rookie in his former professional arena. As soon as he got up, he launched a round of fast attacks.

Wang Bingqiang's high whip leg opens the way, and then he gets a combination of punches close to him. This kind of fighting style is a pure power-based style in the small level. In previous professional competitions, he has also gained a lot of sweetness through this tactic. Although Liu Yang has an absolute advantage in height, his strength is a weakness. He retreats frequently under the opponent's fast attack, and can only use straight punches and straight kicks to restrain his opponent.

This tactic makes Liu Yang seem very passive in the ring, but this is the best way to protect himself and consume his opponent's physical strength. It is also a good way for big players to compete with smaller players. Of course, this is also the tactic set by Uncle Hong and Dong Yuan for Liu Yang in advance.

After maintaining a sufficient distance, Wang Bingqiang has strong offensives, but there are few real effective attacks. Liu Yang was in a passive situation for the entire three minutes of the first round.

While resting in the game, Uncle Hong asked while massaging Liu Yang's arms, "How do you feel?"

"It's okay, this tactic is quite effective. I was kosted by him in the ring last year, so at first I felt a little bit of a shadow, but now it's much better." Liu Yang said seriously.

"That's good, just keep this situation." Uncle Hong said as he took the mineral water and poured two mouths into Liu Yang's mouth.

"Continue to maintain physical strength, you must have physical strength to fight back in the third round." Dong Yuan added.

"Understood."

Dangdang~The second round of the game has begun.

Liu Yang gritted his braces and walked towards Taichung.

In the second round, Wang Bingqiang continued to have a fierce attack. In his eyes, it would be meaningless if he didn't kovic the opponent. This defeated player last year should not hold on to his strong attack no matter what.

Liu Yang, whose confidence began to rebound in the second round, was much easier than in the first game. When dodging and retreating, he would also use some interception and high-legged skills to counterattack the opponent. Although this technique is not very powerful, it is very effective in blocking the opponent and psychological blow.

Halfway through the second round, Wang Bingqiang's physical fitness showed problems, but his firm belief drove him to continue to maintain the momentum of strong attack. Liu Yang completely let go of his hands and feet in the second half of the second round. Although he did not have much active attack in the second half, he was no longer completely passive.

"The tactics should be changed." As soon as the second round ended, Dong Yuan said to Liu Yang who was walking back to the corner.

"How to fight, tell me."

"The opponent's shortcomings lies in head defense. I said that when this kid is not physically fit, his hands will sag and the gap in his head will come out."

"Don't talk nonsense, time is limited, just say how to fight." Uncle Hong glared at Dong Yuan and said.

"Okay." Dong Yuan glared at Uncle Hong and said in a low voice: "In the third round, fight with him with all his strength, fight against his head, and release all your energy."

"That's all?" Liu Yang looked at Dong Yuan and asked in confusion.

"You must have confidence, as long as you believe in doing it, you will do it."

Dangdang~The third round has begun.

In the third round, Wang Bingqiang's offensive was no longer so strong. Maybe his coach meant something, but he had no physical ability to protect him and his eyes were a little weak as soon as he got up. On the other hand, Liu Yang suddenly became strong, and he had a quick punch and attacked hard. With the guarantee of his innate advantage of height, Liu Yang's fist hit the opponent's head densely like raindrops.

This sudden counterattack caught Wang Bingqiang off guard. After stabilizing his body, he quickly retreated.

Liu Yang hit the opponent with a high kick when his opponent retreated. Although Wang Bingqiang blocked his head with his fist, his inertia of retreating and Liu Yang's kick still made him fall to the ground.

When Wang Bingqiang quickly stood up from the ground, he happened to see Liu Yang holding his right fist and reveling around the ring. Seeing this scene, Wang Bingqiang's eyes suddenly shook. A layer of red silk was spread on his white eyes.

The referee confirmed that Wang Bingqiang was not seriously injured and announced that the game would continue. When the game started again, Wang Bingqiang, who had lost his mind, resolutely chose the strategy of attacking Liu Yang.

It is definitely an unwise choice to attack the opponent when you are seriously inadequate in physical fitness and much shorter than your opponent.

The dullness of the first two rounds was completely forgotten in the hot scene of this round. Most of Wang Bingqiang's fast punch hit Liu Yang's chest and could no longer move forward, while Liu Yang's fast punch made a sound on Wang Bingqiang's body like a skin hammer hitting wood.

The game was suspended by the referee when the third round was two and a half minutes.

Wang Bingqiang's right eyebrow bone was punched by Liu Yang's quick punch, and bright red blood was left in his eyes.

The team doctor of the Northwest Werewolf Club squeezed Wang Bingqiang and then applied ointment. The Northwest Werewolf coach sat on the ring and looked at his favorite general unwillingly without giving any instructions.

When the third round ended, Liu Yang had already jumped to the rope ring at the corner of the ring and cheered. Wang Bingqiang's brow bone bleeding again. In the next thirty seconds, Liu Yang's heavy punch hit the wound was too deep, and his entire right eye began to swollen.

After the referee's unanimous judgment, the score was 28 to 25, and Liu Yang won the advantage.

"Next time I will let you fall on the ring." Liu Yang whispered in Wang Bingqiang's ear when the referee hugged each other after the match result was announced on the spot.

Liu Yang, who walked off the ring, was picked up by Yu Jiang. All New Oriental players were proud of Liu Yang. Of course, New Oriental's overall momentum and confidence have also truly improved.

The second game began with New Oriental's high mood. New Oriental's 60kg class Sun Anton rushed onto the ring like a baboon, and Sun Anton, who is 1.71 meters tall, looks like the most primitive guy. He has excellent physical fitness, but his appearance is hard to describe. Tang Yu once joked when he first met him: The entire history of human evolution has grown on your face.

The 60kg player in the Northwest Werewolf Club is about the same height and body shape as Sun Anton. However, he exudes a non-professional player's aura. The arrogant aura on the ring and the fangs and claws are a bit like a person who is used to playing black market boxing. However, no matter how he shows his arrogant arrogance, his expression is unchanging and calm.

"This is a newcomer, we don't have his game video." Uncle Hong whispered to Dong Yuan as he looked at the opponent's player on stage.

"Yeah!" Dong Yuan nodded and said nothing. As long as Sun Andong can survive the first round, I can find a flaw in his opponent, unless he is a perverted character like Tang Yu. Dong Yuan thought silently in his heart and looked back at Tang Yu who was in the contestant's seat.

Dingdang ~
Chapter completed!