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The first game ended quickly, and Lu Shu easily defeated another player with an overwhelming advantage of 2:0.

Immediately after was Liang Cong, who almost fouled out of bounds in the third game, but finally won the game without any risk.

After two games, the third place has been decided.

Then there is the last game of the day, and it is also the most critical one - the "Yunyi Cup" championship competition.

Before playing, Lu Shu had a sudden idea and suddenly wanted to call Xiu Qinjiang.

Not for anything else, I just want to hear a voice that reassures me at a less certain point, and also want to have that person's name when I recall such a scene in the future.

I hope to let Xiu Qinjiang take a look at his few dazzling moments.

This is what Lu Shuan has the most at his fingertips now, and it is also all the sincerity that he wants to give to Xiu Qinjiang.

It's just that God failed to fulfill his wish, and no one answered the phone call.

He lowered his eyes, waited silently until the screen went off, and handed the phone to the coach with a calm expression.

After recording the information at the check-in office, Lu Shu followed the volunteers into the arena.

The game is about to start, the auditorium is gradually becoming lively, and the commentary on the field is also constantly active.

"Hello, audience friends. I am Chen Qi, today's commentator. Now we can see that the two players have arrived on the field and started warming up."

Chen Qi introduced: "Young player Lu Shu believes that everyone is familiar with him. I have seen this underage player several times in various competitions. He is considered an 'veteran'. How is his specific strength? I won’t say much, I believe everyone has seen it before.”

Another commentator said with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Chen is very optimistic about the young players, so let me introduce the red players. Liang Cong, the red player, is the first time to participate in this kind of competition, and he is also a substitute player. The player Yue Zhuojun retired due to injury, so he continued to complete the rest of the game. I think the game just now was very good, and the overall performance is remarkable. I look forward to the next performance."

"Okay, let's focus on the two players on the field," Chen Qi said passionately, "The competition will begin immediately!"

Lu Shu and Liang Cong faced each other, standing on both sides of the referee, bowed at ninety degrees to each other, and put on their helmets.

"Prepare--"

The referee stretches out an arm and places it between the two.

Immediately swiped down, "Start!"

With an order, the numbers on the timer changed rapidly.

Lu Shu and Liang Cong moved at the same time.

The voices in the auditorium dropped sharply, and everyone stared at the audience intently, not daring to show their enthusiasm, for fear that they would miss a minute or a second.

"At the start of the game, Liang Cong, the red team, took the initiative to attack and kicked forward—hey! Almost, the green team reacted very quickly." The commentator sighed.

Chen Qi felt a sense of pride spontaneously: "Yes, this player, if I remember correctly, is characterized by being fast and reacting very quickly, not only in defense, but also in attack."

"I hope I can see it later." The commentator analyzed, "However, Qingfang seems a bit conservative today, and has not taken the initiative to attack once so far. There is 1 minute left, and the current score——"

Before he finished speaking, the auditorium suddenly boiled, one after another.

Just now, Liang Cong kicked out a sky knife roundabout kick, and when he was about to kick Lu Shu's head, Lu Shu suddenly dodged, the movement was so fast that the naked eye could hardly see it clearly, and before anyone could react, they saw him jumping up. After getting behind Liang Cong, he raised his knees and chopped down, hitting the opponent's back, kicking him to the ground!

"The current score is 2:0!" Chen Qi shouted excitedly, completing the remaining words for the commentator.

The commentator exclaimed in amazement: "This trick is very good! It solves all the fancy tricks. I seem to understand the characteristic you said about him. I really can't do it if I'm not happy."

Liang Cong was lying on the ground in big characters, his stomach was almost stepped out by the opponent, and he got up from the ground with a dark face after the referee counted the seconds.

It took half a minute to go back and forth. Under the premise of losing, Liang Cong had to speed up his attack.

It's a pity that he doesn't have enough actual combat experience. After another kick was blocked, Lu Shu, who was still trying to control his leg for a second, was caught off guard and kicked from mid-air.

Control the leg and change the line to kick horizontally!

Liang Cong's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately retreated, but it was too late, Lu Shu kicked him on the forehead without hesitation, and Liang Cong fell straight down.

The score became 5:0.

There are five seconds left in the clock.

five four three two one!

The first round is over.

Screams erupted from the auditorium, and someone whistled and yelled awesome.

Lu Shu took off his helmet and walked down.

Yue Zhuojun was so excited, if he hadn't used crutches, he would definitely be able to jump three feet high: "Brother, you are so strong! You are so handsome!"

Unmoved, Lu Shu unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, wiping the sweat off his cheeks with a towel.

The expression was lacking, and he didn't look very happy.

Coach Qian was quite happy, and praised: "The form is good, keep it up."

Liang Cong also walked down, with an ugly look on his face, and as he became angry from embarrassment, Coach Qian went over to talk to him.

The 1-minute break ended quickly, and the two returned to the game.

As soon as the second round came up, Liang Cong no longer took the initiative to attack.

Lu Shu tried a few forward kicks and side kicks, but as soon as he got out of the leg, the opponent tried every means to stick up and hug his body.

This style of play is very time-consuming, especially for fast-break players like him, and a hug wastes a few seconds.

Seeing that most of the time was wasted, the referee began to blow the warning whistle to remind the two not to play negatively.

After the whistle was blown, Liang Cong restrained himself a little and used a set of continuous kicks, but the kicks were conservative and casual, obviously not thinking of scoring, and even took two steps back secretly during the movement.

Lu Shu narrowed his eyes, thinking quickly about countermeasures.

With less than ten seconds left, the stalemate is very emotional. He used the front kick again, trying to kick Liang Cong's armor, but Liang Cong rushed over unexpectedly, and even ignored the risk of losing points for failure, he kicked him standing that leg.

Lu Shu suddenly became unstable, kicked the opponent and fell directly out of the boundary line, and was sentenced to a foul.

There was a burst of sighs all around, as well as cheers from other audience members for Liang Cong.

"Damn! He did it on purpose!" Yue Zhuojun couldn't help shouting.

Coach Qian reminded lightly: "Both of them are your elder brothers and younger brothers, so be careful what you say. There is no problem with Liang Cong's style of play. It is also a fact that Lu Shu is blocked and can't move."

Yue Zhuojun frowned and wanted to refute, but the coach gave him a stern stare. He moved his mouth unwillingly, but finally said nothing.

Before going down to rest, Liang Cong showed a disdainful smile, Lu Shu turned his head, met his gaze, and then retracted casually without any fluctuation.

.........

At the beginning of the third round, Liang Cong followed the gourd painting and used the same trick.

Once Lu Shuan got out of his leg, he would definitely do everything possible to entangle him in order to delay time and disrupt the rhythm of the attack.

But it's a pity that this method may be able to take advantage of the loophole once before Lu Shu, but the second time it is purely a dream.

He lowered his eyes, glanced lazily, and deliberately kicked forward.

Sure enough, Liang Cong quickly blocked with his legs, and then quickly approached.

Lu Shu hooked his lips loosely. The second Liang Cong entangled him, during the interval between movements, Lu Shu clenched his left hand and hit his chest armor hard. Kick Liang Cong on the head.

Liang Cong was overwhelmed by defense, he lost his center of gravity under his feet, and he habitually pulled forward, but unexpectedly grabbed Lu Shu's Taoist uniform.

The referee immediately stepped forward and sentenced him to a foul and deducted one point.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and the score fell to one side.

Liang Cong was panting heavily. He had exhausted most of his physical strength just now, and it was useless to delay the time with defense. He immediately switched to continuous attack, intending to catch the opponent by surprise.

But Lu Shu suddenly behaved uncharacteristically, gave up kicking head-on, and backed away again and again.

He didn't even defend at all, and was kicked twice in a row by his armor, which gave Liang Cong a few points just like giving away his head.

Not to mention the auditorium, even Chen Qi was dumbfounded: "...Why didn't he defend? What was he thinking?"

Another commentator was puzzled: "Isn't it because you can't keep up with your physical strength?"

"Impossible," Chen Qi immediately denied, "I've watched so many games, the physical strength of the players - no, no! He wants to..."

Before Chen Qi could finish speaking, the audience burst into a roar of exclamation that instantly drowned out all the voices.

When almost everyone thought that Lu Shu could not defend, he retreated to the boundary line, suddenly took off and turned in the air. To everyone's surprise, he kicked a perfect 720-degree backspin.

He kicked three targets in a row and landed steadily.

Liang Cong fell on his back, and the game time was reset.

Chen Qi: "Beautiful!!"

Someone couldn't hold back and screamed loudly: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! This backspin is fucking f*cking!"

"It's so awesome!"

Lu Shu took off his helmet, shook the sweat off his face, and his chest heaved violently.

Won.

He won.

Coach Qian rushed up to hug him, slapped him hard, and cheered in Lu Shu's ear: "Hahahaha yes, brat! I saw you right! You really give me a fucking face!"

Yue Zhuojun also wanted to rush up, but his broken leg didn't allow him, so he could only stand there and shout excitedly.

Lu Shu was held in the arms of the coach, showing his first smile tonight, with the corners of his mouth curled up, panting while laughing.

His eyes fell unconsciously on the auditorium, where there was a commotion and shouting, and everyone stood up and applauded at the same time.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly stopped, and he looked at the front row in disbelief.

There were a lot of people crowded there, it was noisy and messy, and it was so dark that it almost made people think that there was a hallucination.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Shen Han was jumping and jumping happily, not at all like a glamorous senior executive, screaming and waving at him completely disregarding his image: "Yanyan——! You are amazing!"

Lu Mingheng was beside her to protect her from being bumped into, but his eyes were fixed on this side, with a proud smile on his face.

And the one standing on the far left is Lu Shu who has been thinking about it for countless minutes and seconds.

The man was tall and thin, with a blue and gray short liner and a white T-shirt. He was tall and tall, and he stood out in the crowd.

It's only been two months since they separated, and they seem to look better again, with short black hair and delicate facial features that seem to have been carefully carved, they are too beautiful.

Xiu Qinjiang rested his arms on the railing, staring at him motionless.

Eyebrows stretched, smiling Yan Yan.

He opened his thin lips slightly, and said a word in the direction of Lu Shu.

Lu Shu quickly recognized it.

He's saying-

Yan, I'm back.