Chapter 349 The Semi-Finals Begin

Matsuyama Iwa didn't understand, it didn't matter, because Yabuki Jo on the field had already told him the answer.

Just watch Yabuki Joe slowly stand up.

However, Kishimoto Sho still held Yabuki's neck tightly, so it looked like Yabuki picked him up from the ground.

He hooked Yabuki's neck and gasped for air. He was thinking about how to reverse his current disadvantage. However, he found that Yabuki's hand suddenly squeezed in from the outside and pressed on his shoulder. Then, there was a violent weight loss. The feeling made his mind go blank.

Yabuki suddenly hit the ground, and Kishimoto Sho who was hanging in front of Yabuki was hit hard to the ground with a loud bang, like a bomb exploding in the Octagon.

After a moment of dizziness, Kishimoto Sho couldn't help but let go of his hand.

Then, there was a massacre!

Just watching Yabuki hit him hard on the ground, when his head was a little dazed, he raised his fists and mercilessly hit Kishimoto Sho who was lying on the ground and instinctively raised his arms.

Punches, elbows, and continuous attacks hit Kishimoto Sho's face. His raised arms could not block Yabuki Yabo at all. Just one strike made him feel like stars were shining in his eyes. The severe pain and dizziness made him almost beaten. Became a sandbag.

The audience screamed in surprise, and the whole venue was in a boil.

The referee had already noticed the situation. After punching Kishimoto Sho twice in the face but he did not resist, he had already rushed over, hugged Yabuki Yabuki and pushed him away, announcing the winner of the game.

After Yabuki was pushed away by the referee, he pointed at Kishimoto Sho who was lying on the ground with empty eyes, gestured with his fist, and then turned around and raised his fist high to the audience.

The audience burst into enthusiastic cheers.

The moment just now was beautiful. It looked like Jo Yabuki lifted Kishimoto Sho high up from the ground and then slammed him down to the ground. This was a gorgeous move that can only be seen in a wrestling match like WWE. It was so exciting. I feel very destructive and domineering.

What do you mean it hurts even looking at it? This is called hurting even looking at it!

Aokiji looked at Yabuki Joe on the TV and shook his head unconsciously, sighing a little.

This guy's progress is not small.

Matsuyama Iwa was a little curious: "How did you know Yabuki Jo was going to throw him?"

"There is a coach named Damen in the training camp. I don't know if you know it, but that guy likes to solve problems by throwing when he is hung up." Thinking of the strong man who likes to run around wearing clogs, Aokiji It just hurts my head a little bit.

It really hurt when that guy hit someone.

Song Shanyan nodded: "I know, I've watched the show too."

"Yabuki Joe learned from that guy a lot in the show, so when I saw that situation and the position of his hands, I knew he was definitely going to play like this." Aokiji thought about what he learned from Daimon Goro. The movements, for some reason, are a bit clumsy.

He has also learned several tricks. How about he see if he can use them after a while?

By the time Kishimoto Sho finally staggered to his feet, his face was already covered in bruises.

It can be seen from his depressed face at this time how uncomfortable he felt at this time.

If he was prepared, he could definitely handle it, but he just didn't expect it and didn't react.

This made Sho Kishimoto feel very speechless, not to mention the depression that followed - after working so hard for so long, it ended without even getting through the first round?

For every boxer, the most difficult thing is not being beaten, not training so hard that you want to give up, and not regretting losing after a bloody battle. Instead, I feel like I lost before I even showed anything.

This is the most heartbreaking, the most inflammatory and unacceptable.

Looking at Yabuki Sho with his arms raised, enjoying the cheers, Kishimoto Sho felt his eyes sore.

Is it over?

The feeling of emptiness made Kishimoto Sho feel as if he was in a dream.

When the referee raised Yabuki's arm high and declared him the winner, Kishimoto Sho felt that he was really a little confused.

He raised his head and looked at the big light above his head, which was as bright as daylight, illuminating the octagonal cage at his feet. He couldn't take a step for a long time.

It wasn't until his coach patted his shoulder that he left the ring in a daze.

Aokiji, who had seen all this, shook his head secretly and sighed.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The weak and the strong eat the strong. In the octagonal cage, there will always be someone who becomes the loser. Aokiji just hopes that that person will never be him, and that will be fine.

Looking at Songshanyan, he opened the door to the locker room. At this time, Ning Qiang, Li Zhen, Coach Oda and others had been waiting outside the door for a long time - they had actually arrived long ago, but in order not to disturb Aokiji, they kept waiting No one came in.

Seeing Aokiji coming out, their expressions looked very excited and nervous: "How is it?"

Aokiji just smiled and nodded heavily: "No problem."

"Let's go!" Aokiji was the first to take a step. After walking a few steps, Uesugi Toto and his coaching team appeared in front of him.

The two parties looked at each other in front of the passage where the players came out. Tsukasa Aoki and Toto Uesugi stared at each other closely, neither of them speaking.

In front of the exit of the T-shaped passage, people on both sides faced each other quietly, without anyone speaking.

It was not until Kirabi's shouts appeared in their ears that Uesugi Toto took the lead and walked into the passage.

The moment they passed each other, Uesugi Toto took a deep look at Tsukasa Aoki. Then, he stepped out of the passage, bathed in lights and cheers, and walked to the octagonal cage first.

"From Tokyo!"

"Height 175!"

"Wingspan 178!"

"Weight 149 pounds!"

"The noble man in the boxing ring!"

"Uesugi!! Toto!!"

Listening to the sounds coming from outside the passage, Aokiji felt his heartbeat slowly getting faster.

Aokiji took a deep breath and let it out for a long time. He kept relaxing his legs and feet on the spot, shaking his neck, thinking about the tactics he had studied before, and thinking about the situations and situations he might encounter for a while. Finally, at the moment when a somewhat cold bell rang, he pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt and slowly walked out from the player tunnel.

The sound of bells was mixed with the sound of thunder and rain, and along with the singing of the choir, the lights of the entire venue changed to a cold blue color.

Then, a pillar of fire suddenly erupted from the corridor.

On the big screen in front of the passage, under the poster photo of Tsukasa Aoki with cold eyes, the way he slowly walked out caused waves of cheers.

“From Chiba!”

"Height 181 centimeters!"

"The wingspan is 184 centimeters!"

"Weight 153 pounds!"

"demon king!"

"Ao! Mu! Si!"

Following the host's voice, the cheers all around rose to a higher level again. After being inspected by the referee, Aokiji finally stepped onto the octagonal cage.

Aokiji stood in the center of the octagonal cage and looked around, only to see that the Nuota venue was packed with seats.

The seemingly endless audience cheered almost to the point of bursting their eardrums.

He slowly raised his hand and raised an index finger.

He pointed at the sky, at the audience, at himself, and at the octagonal cage at his feet.

Then, he patted his chest heavily, and Aoki showed a faint smile to the camera outside the Octagon.

Then, he turned around and looked at Uesugi Doto, who was leaning against the cage with a solemn expression.

The semi-finals have finally begun.

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PS: Sorry, the writing is too slow. I watched a lot of videos to come up with ideas, but I always feel that it is almost meaningless. I am still writing the next update.