My youth romance is always confusing

Chapter 189 This is not where you and I belong (8)

"Peng!"

Saito's feet stepped on the ground, making a dull sound.

It was like one of the elephant's thighs falling.

What's wrong with this guy? Is he still a normal person? Why is the sound he makes louder than Chengshan's?

But the situation did not leave me time to continue thinking.

Before the opponent's sandbag-sized fist landed, I narrowly avoided the attack.

"call."

Even though it's just the beginning, my adrenaline is already flowing.

Looking at Saito who suddenly stopped, I clenched my fists tightly, afraid that I would not be able to dodge his next attack.

Unlike Shiroyama's continuous attacks like a wave, Saito was unexpectedly a player who waited for the right moment to attack.

Oops, this kind of guy is the most difficult to deal with.

But fortunately, this can delay some time.

I took a step back silently.

"!"

Suddenly, Saito's eyes widened.

Just as I swung my legs backwards, he pounced towards me like a tiger.

So fast!

Seeing this, I couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

This speed was beyond my ability to cope with, and by the time I reacted, he was already in front of me.

The distance of just a few meters seemed to be non-existent.

"cut."

There is no other way, at this time we can only sacrifice the car to save the driver.

I stretched out a hand to my side, but my whole body fell to the other side.

Seeing this, Saito snorted coldly and grabbed my arm directly.

In an instant, I felt a huge force spreading from my arms, as if it wanted to tear me apart.

The next second, I was thrown out.

"Peng!"

Before I could enjoy the feeling of flying in the air for a few more seconds, I fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Fortunately, I adjusted my posture when I was thrown out, and reduced the impact force based on the posture I remembered.

"ha..."

Ignoring the pain in my body, I quickly stood up.

Of course I knew that extending my arm just now was a flaw, and it gave the opponent a point of force.

But because of this, my body was thrown out instead of being pressed directly to the ground.

Although it was very painful and the corners of my mouth twitched uncontrollably, I managed to avoid direct failure.

It can be considered as sacrificing the small for the big.

I stared at Saito in front of me.

The opponent might also be regretting his previous action. After all, if he had used his body to overwhelm me, the game would be over by now.

But perhaps it was an instinctive reaction, my body moved automatically when I saw the opportunity, which gave me a chance to maneuver.

"It's really resistant to falling."

It was rare that Saito actually took the initiative to talk to me.

Communication on the field is almost impossible for both sides of the game.

But if it happens, it will only be like what it is now, with the gap in strength between the two sides like an insurmountable chasm.

Only at this time will you have the leisure to mock your opponent.

"Ah."

Saito's verbal attacks had no effect on me at all.

I had long forgotten about my self-esteem.

Besides, what those people said before was much more excessive than what he said, so this is just a small matter.

I adjusted my slightly shaky steps and forced myself to steady myself.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slowly slid down his forehead.

The taste of sweat spread from the corners of my mouth.

Well, that attack just now was not without effect.

Even if I master the art of defense to perfection, purely physical attacks will never be completely ineffective.

I'm not a slime, how can I be really useless?

"Den!"

Perhaps because he had been observing for too long, Saito had a slightly dangerous smile on his face and suddenly rushed over.

Seeing this, I quickly raised my arms to prepare for the impending impact.

But...this is a judo match after all, not boxing.

"drink!"

Just when a collision was about to happen, Saito stopped in his tracks and grabbed my arm.

In an instant, my arm seemed to be fixed in a vise, unable to move.

Damn, I’m in check.

I gritted my teeth and used all my strength, but I couldn't move Saito at all.

What awaits me will be a blow even harder than the previous one.

With an extremely smooth shoulder throw, I had no power to fight back and was thrown heavily to the ground.

"Peng!"

Without having time to feel the pain, I quickly adjusted my body and avoided Saito's big hand.

Prevent the opponent from using his body to directly press on me, which would end the game.

No, even if we have to lose we can't lose like this.

"Tsk, just like a bug."

Saito became more and more anxious as his attempt to capture the opponent failed again.

He started moving his feet more frequently, constantly approaching me and blocking my route of movement.

There was no way. He just had to block my way with his body. Due to the size difference, I couldn't fight back against him.

What seems like a flaw to outsiders won't have any effect at all under the crushing weight of the opponent.

I didn't even try to grab Saito's arm because I knew that would only leave me more vulnerable.

"Peng!"

Saito's feet stepped on the floor, making a dull sound again.

Facing him, I was shocked by the momentum he created, and my mind went blank for a moment.

There was no way, no matter where he fled, he could not escape the fate of defeat.

But...because of this, things will take a turn for the better.

My body moved subconsciously.

Just like the previous fight with Shiroyama, he rushed directly towards Saito.

Seeing this, Saito couldn't help but snort coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.

It would be fine if you used this little trick once, but how dare you use it again?

He is not someone like Chengshan who would show mercy.

Saito stretched out his hands and picked up Hachiman almost like a chicken.

The next moment, I felt dizzy and was thrown out again.

"Peng!"

It was more violent than any previous impact.

I even felt my bones creaking.

Could it be that something is really broken?

"This is the price you pay for provoking me."

Saito stood on the other side of the arena with a sullen face, and didn't even show any intention of coming over to finish off the opponent.

In his judgment, it was impossible for a being named Hikiko Hachiman to be able to stand up after receiving such a blow.

It was exactly as he judged. Not only could I not stand up, I even felt a sense of obstruction in breathing.

"Hey, that was a bit too much."

In the stands, the audience couldn't help but talk about it as they watched Saito's neat moves.

Although it was a competition, the one-sided situation, coupled with the several falls and throws, still made them, as students, feel somewhat sympathetic.

In other words, Saito went too far.

Noticing the commotion in the stands, I slightly tensed my legs and pressed hard on my calves.

It's now!

"Hey, are you okay? Can you continue?"

The referee walked towards me who was lying on the ground.

But before he could get close, he stopped.

Because in front of him, a pool of bright red blood was slowly flowing out from Hachiman's trouser leg, completely dyeing his white judo uniform blood red.

"This classmate!"

The referee's voice finally attracted everyone's attention, even Saito at the other end of the field couldn't help but look over.

I raised my arms with difficulty and said with some difficulty.

"My legs... hurt a little."

"It's bleeding! Go to the infirmary!"

"ha..."

Someone is injured, so the game definitely can't continue.

I winked at the contestant seats nearby.

Ye Shan immediately understood.

He immediately brought Zai Mu Za and helped me down from the stadium mountain.

Seeing this, the commotion in the stands became more and more obvious.

"Is anyone injured?"