Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

Chapter 257: Desperate Breakthrough!

Nie Fengming, who had been fighting Qi Long all this time, suddenly backed away from Qi Long. Qi Long was not originally a fighter who was good at speed, but the opponent's unexpected move made him unable to keep up, and he actually opened a distance directly.

A cold light flashed in Ling Lan's eyes, she knew that Nie Fengming might be about to use a trick!

Sure enough, Nie Fengming suddenly bent down, and then jumped up suddenly. In mid-air, his body seemed to have a stream of air rushing from the soles of his feet to his right arm.

"Tear!" With a sound, Nie Fengming's right arm swelled violently, and the springing muscles squeezed his school uniform, and the sleeves were all torn.

"Pneumatic Fist!" Nie Fengming yelled, clenched his fist with his right hand, and slammed Qi Long fiercely.

"It's just right!" Qi Long's eyes were burning with fighting spirit. Even though he knew that he would be defeated and would not back down, Qi Long decisively swung his right fist, "Look at my strength!" Help him survive this move.

Seeing this scene, even if she was as calm as Ling Lan, she couldn't sit still. She stood up abruptly, waiting for the final outcome with a gloomy expression.

With a loud sound of "Boom!", the two fists collided in the air, endless power gushed out from the opponent's fist, and shot out at the place where the fists touched. There was a creaking sound and it vibrated.

Seeing the ground under the two people's feet, the ground suddenly burst open. Of course, this is only a virtual 3D image, but it makes people feel immersive, as if the ring under their feet really couldn't support it in the next second and completely collapsed.

The rift expanded rapidly, Nie Fengming's expansion speed and scope were a little smaller, while Qi Long's was bigger and faster. Just this point proves that Qi Long's inner strength is still slightly inferior to the opponent's with the help of the superimposed strength of the three stages of Cunjin, otherwise the counter-shock force of his feet would not be so great.

The fists of the two clashed for about a few seconds, and in the end they couldn't bear the two opposing forces, and were thrown back at the same time.

Nie Fengming turned over with a kite in the air, and he let go of the rebound force, and stood firmly at the corner of the ring, but even so, he still felt his blood surging, and a fishy sweet smell was about to roll out of his throat. Gritting his teeth, he held back his anger. As the second strongest person in the arena in martial arts, he did not allow himself to be injured in the arena. This was his dignity.

But Qi Long was even more miserable, he couldn't do Nie Fengming's effortless relief at all, he was directly thrown into the air, and in mid-air, he uncontrollably sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Originally, Qi Long's body had been wounded by the opponent earlier,

It's just that he has been pressing hard with his sturdy body, but at this time, with the oppression of the opponent's strong strength, he can no longer suppress the injury. Not only that, this time the strong resistance made him hurt more and more. It was also the reason why he spurted blood when he flew.

Qi Long didn't care about face as much as Nie Fengming, since he couldn't do it, he simply didn't force it, and let his body fall heavily on the ring, leaving another smash mark on the already fragmented ring.

Qi Long fell to the ground while pressing his chest. At this time, Colonel Tang Yu had come to his side, squatted down and asked, "Qi Long, can you still fight?" He didn't ask if he would admit defeat, but if he could This is Qi Long's image in Colonel Tang Yu's heart, he will definitely not be a boy who is willing to admit defeat.

Qi Long grinned and said loudly: "Fight, why not fight? As long as I can still move, I will fight to the end."

Although Qi Long didn't have much image at this time, the corners of his mouth and mouth were covered with blood, which could be said to be a little creepy, but his smile and his decisive voice moved Colonel Tang Yu's face. Qi Long's honest face has a firm and somewhat silly smile, but it is more pure than those shrewd people. He is a person who devotes himself to fighting. Such a person often climbs higher than those smart geniuses ,go further.

Colonel Tang Yu felt that his originally cold heart began to heat up, and he shouted: "Okay! Then continue to fight!"

Tang Yu stood up suddenly, took two steps back, and stood in the middle, which meant that the game had to be interrupted, and the restart of the battle had to wait for his announcement.

Qi Long's downcast eyes quickly flashed a hint of gratitude, he looked very mellow, like a good old man, but Han Jijun kept saying that he was very dark-hearted, and he understood everything that should be understood. In fact, this is indeed the case. Now, Colonel Tang Yu did this, and he knew it was helping him.

Interrupting the game is extremely beneficial to Qilong, allowing him to get a chance to breathe, to deal with his injuries urgently, and to take the opportunity to straighten out his chaotic energy and restore his fighting strength.

Qi Long didn't sit and rest, but got up slowly, he couldn't let Colonel Tang Yu's good intentions be discovered. Colonel Tang Yu saw Qi Long's extremely slow movements, and a flash of approval flashed in his eyes, he is not stupid to use time to adjust his breath so quietly, but this would be better, because there are too many conspiracies in this world However, even if he is as powerful as a god-level master general Ling Xiao, it is still inevitable that he will be tricked and assassinated. It is always right to be more flexible.

Although Qi Long got a chance to catch his breath, it didn't take long, and within a few breaths, Qi Long stood firm.

"Can we start?" Tang Yu asked Qi Long again, and when he saw Qi Long nodding, he turned to Nie Fengming and saw Nie Fengming nodding in the same way, so he waved his hand and shouted: "The game continues!"

When Colonel Tang Yu interrupted the game, Lin Zhidong couldn't help frowning and said, "Boss Huo, Colonel Tang Yu seems to be delaying time on purpose." On the fight, Colonel Tang Yu obviously favored the freshman group.

"Well, Colonel Tang Yu has a good impression of this group of freshmen. It seems that most of the six places for next year have been confirmed." Boss Huo sighed. Originally, he hoped that Lei Ting's freshmen would get one or two places. There is little hope.

Lin Zhidong said in astonishment: "You mean, these new students?"

"What do you think? Those who can represent the freshman team must be their strongest people, and these people are undoubtedly the students of the future mech class. The three freshmen who played alone will satisfy Colonel Tang Yu Alright, I just hope that the following two are really the worst in the freshmen group as you said, then our Thunder freshmen still have some hope of becoming Colonel Tang Yu's students."

Seeing Boss Huo's persistence, Lin Zhidong said, "Boss Huo, as long as we win this bet, we can take over all the freshmen. Then, Colonel Tang Yu will still be our mecha mentor of Thunder."

"You're right, but outsiders won't really contribute to Lei Ting. I feel more at ease when Lei Ting's own people get the quota." Boss Huo said earnestly.

Those who join from outside can use it or make great use of it, but they must not hand over the entire future of Thunderbolt to them. If the other party has resentment in their hearts and cooperates with the outside world, then Thunderbolt will really suffer.

Lin Zhidong was startled, nodded quickly and said: "Boss Huo is right, I will pay attention, there is still a year to go, no matter what, we must find a way to get Colonel Tang Yu to accept one of our best geniuses in Thunderclap."

Only then did Boss Huo say with satisfaction: "That's good!"

Lin Zhidong fell silent. He began to wonder if his original idea was too simple. As Boss Huo said, could outsiders really become the pillars of Lei Ting's future?

In the arena, following the sound of Colonel Tang Yu's start, Nie Fengming rushed forward. The opponent seemed to be at the end of his strength. If he didn't fight at this time, could he really wait for the opponent to recover before fighting? Nie Fengming will not miss this opportunity.

One punch, two punches and three punches, punching to the flesh, even if Qi Long gained a little time, it was still not enough to restore the chaotic energy in his body, so when Nie Fengming attacked, Qi Long wanted to block it with his punches, but found that , he didn't even have the strength to swing his fist, so he could only watch helplessly as he was hit.

Following these punches, a lot of blood flowed out of Qi Long's mouth again. There is no doubt that the internal injury is getting worse. Qi Long didn't know how much more he could support. He was unwilling to be defeated like this. He thought of Luo Lang, who was willing to take risks to unlock his talent in order to win, and also thought of Li Yingjie's cruelty to eat a piece of the opponent's flesh even if he failed. .

Qi Long's eyes lit up again, he will do what his partners can do, even if he can't win, he will make the other party pay a heavy price!

Qi Long's mind became clearer and clearer. Although he didn't have the strength to punch, his eyes were still fixed on the opponent's fist, watching the fist hit his body again and again...

How does it feel to see yourself being abused? Qi Long didn't know, Qi Long only knew that from the beginning he couldn't see the opponent's fist clearly, and gradually the speed of the fist slowed down, and in the end it was as slow as a slow motion, in his eyes, it was divided into a patterns.

Starting from the luck of the opponent, the swing of the fist is presented in front of him, and the trajectory of the fist is clear. Unlike before, he had to judge directly where the opponent would attack from. Now, he can see clearly with his eyes In vain, even, he can directly judge which position in the road line is the node of force.

He knew that as long as his fist reached that position, not only would he not be able to feel the opponent's strength, but it would even make the opponent bite back, but damn he can't move now, if he could move, he could hit that place, he believed that he would not lose!

Qi Long is extremely annoyed now, if he still has strength, if he can fight back... At this time, Qi Long was pleasantly surprised to find that his hand was moved, but he couldn't keep up with the rhythm, he couldn't do what he needed time to reach that position.

No, you can't just give up like this! At this moment, Qi Long could no longer feel the severe pain in his body, and now he only had one thought, which was to hurry up, to hurry up, to make his fist reach that point in the time he needed... …

Ling Lan, who had already sat back in her seat, could not bear to watch Qi Long being raped, her eyes lit up suddenly when she saw Qi Long's fist swinging. However, Ling Lan was afraid that this was just Qi Long's unintentional action. When she saw that Qi Long's speed was getting faster and faster, and finally surpassed his original maximum speed, she stood up again.

At this moment, Ling Lan's eyes showed surprise. Could it be that Qi Long was really so lucky to break through in such a desperate situation?

Boom! Boom! Boom! This is the sound of a fist hitting a ****!

Nie Fengming's forehead was covered with layers of sweat. He didn't know how many iron fists he had punched on the opponent, but apart from the muscle trembling and pain response of the opponent at the beginning, the next few times, he didn't feel anything at all. Not only that, but the pressure from the opponent was getting heavier and heavier, and he didn't even know if he was hitting a human.

Nie Fengming's attacks became faster and faster, and his fists hit Qi Long like a storm. The blood flowed from the corner of Qi Long's mouth more and more, and finally spurted out mouthfuls. Everyone thought that Qi Long had no more blood. With the power of war, he could only stand there passively and be beaten by Nie Fengming...

Even Colonel Tang Yu couldn't help but wonder if he should directly announce Qi Long's defeat, but Qi Long's eyes were still bright, as if he had never lost his ability to fight and was just waiting for the best opportunity.

"Bang!" This bang was different from the past. Everyone looked at the grinning young man vomiting blood in astonishment. Qi Long, who seemed unable to raise his fist to meet him, actually raised his fist to meet him accurately. The opponent's fist struck, the sound just now was exactly the sound of the collision between fists...

"Okay!" At this moment, even the old students who didn't want to see the new students couldn't help cheering for Qi Long! Xiaoqiang, who was so unbeatable, finally fought back when everyone thought he was hopeless in such a situation.

"What's going on here?" Nie Fengming's face finally changed. He began to have doubts about himself. Could it be that his fist had no strength at all, so that's why he couldn't knock down the opponent, and finally gave the opponent a chance to fight back?

"Feng Ming, don't be in a daze, keep hitting!" Boss Huo saw Nie Fengming's astonished face, stood up and reminded him loudly, of course he knew clearly that Qi Long's internal injuries had definitely reached a limit, and Nie Fengming only needed to hit a few more moves. You can completely defeat your opponent, no, maybe you can succeed with just one move.

Nie Fengming woke up immediately, he gritted his silver teeth, swung his fist again, and hit the boy in front of him fiercely!

"Boom!" It was still the opponent's fist that hit, and the speed of the opponent's punch was not slower than his. It happened to intercept at the moment when his strength had not yet reached the strongest, so that his strength could not be exerted, just like the stomach It is so uncomfortable to be blocked deliberately to release the flood.

"I don't believe you can keep blocking my fist!" Nie Fengming was already furious, his fists fell like a storm, but every punch was interrupted by Qi Long, at the point where he felt the most uncomfortable.

"Ah!" I don't know how many hits, Nie Fengming's chest was suddenly full of blood, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, spilling on Qi Long's chest.

Multiple accurate interceptions made it impossible for him to fully exert his strength, and in the end he could only be forced back into the fluid. After several times, his internal organs could not bear the backflow force, and finally turned into internal injuries, and finally he spewed out a mouthful uncontrollably. blood. rs ()