Chapter 437 Torch

"Win? Win??? I'm going to fuck you. Is it really just a face-to-face meeting?"

"Thanks to Tu'ao for playing against China. If they were playing like this against Sam, I would definitely report them for match-fixing!"

"You think Tu'ao are trying to fix matches, but in fact they are the real deal."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Rong Tao Tao Niubi! Niubi!!!"

Just when people were discussing it heatedly and taking screenshots like crazy, they never realized that there had been no "sound" in the live broadcast signal for a long time.

To be precise, there was no host's voice. The stadium with tens of thousands of people was extremely noisy and boiling. The camera kept showing a close-up of Rong Taotao. He covered his head and sat on the snow ghost's hand, his expression very painful.

Thinking about it, he must have suffered very serious injuries during the game that lasted just ten seconds.

Illusion is good in many ways, but the only thing that is not beautiful is that the people watching cannot see what is happening in the world of illusion.

Of course, everything that happened in the romantic world was too cruel. If the world really knew what Rong Taotao had done, their impression of him might be greatly changed!

At the anchor table, Su Wan turned to look at the astonished Dai Liunian beside her. Her movements were concealed, and the cotton boots under the table gently kicked Dai Liunian's calf.

"Ah" Dai Liunian finally came to his senses, couldn't help but calm his restless heart, and sighed deeply.

Su Wan's voice was soft, and she started to report: "17 seconds, without a doubt, the fastest record in this World Cup.

Moreover, in these 17 seconds, there is even time for the referee to hesitate and make a decision. It’s amazing, it’s an unimaginable achievement.”

"Yes." Dai Liunian's voice was surprisingly gentle. He didn't have the excitement and roar of the past. He just looked at Rong Taotao on the court from a distance, his voice full of emotion.

The voice of endless emotion was also conveyed to thousands of households: "The top 8 match, 1V2, 17 seconds.

Just when people were worried about his future, Rong Taotao gave the world a perfect answer.

He can still win, he is still winning! "

Dai Liunian looked at the young man sitting on Snow Ghost's hands and rubbing his temples. He couldn't help but shake his head in admiration.

At this moment, Dai Liunian seemed to be no longer a host, but a bard. He actually began to tell the legendary story of a certain character, and with that gentle voice, he told the story:

"Xidian City - the ancient arena, that is where all the stories begin. Two soul warriors from the East embarked on this road full of flowers and thorns.

One day later, rolling dark clouds and terrifying thunder and lightning blocked their way.

With their long knives and halberds, they paid an extremely heavy price and chopped up the endless thunder and lightning. However, they did not expect that fate did not take pity on the two young warriors, but instead played a joke on them.

The fork in the road ahead was the city of Crete, which was devastated that night. There were destroyed houses and streets everywhere, and people everywhere were crying and suffering.

That night, thunder from all directions gathered and hundreds of thousands of stars fell. Amid the chaos, a lotus flower stood between heaven and earth and slowly bloomed.

Then, as the world was eagerly waiting for him, he came, walked out of the bad night in Crete, and burst into the eyes of the world alone.

And beside him, there was no longer the person who accompanied him through all the difficulties.

Task? persist in? Belief? Or is it that proud heart?

We don’t know, we don’t know what is going on in the young soul warrior’s mind, but what we can see is that he did not sink, give up, or even complain at all.

The young warrior held a long sword in his hand and finally cut off the huge tree blocking the road. He climbed to the top of the mountain and looked up at the churning sea of ​​clouds above his head."

Su Wan was shocked and looked at Dai Liunian blankly.

She didn't expect that Dai Liunian would tell a story, but with his gentle voice, Su Wan seemed to really feel that there was a comic book storybook in front of her, and she kept turning the pages with Dai Liunian's voice.

"That was the first time he fell. He fell on the mountain and couldn't stand up for a long time.

That was also the first time people felt vaguely that he seemed unable to hold on any longer.

Yes, the climb to the top of the mountain is far more exciting than standing at the top.

But we don’t know how much passion he still has in his heart after crossing the peak.

Today, now, at this moment.

He came to life, as always.

The young warrior who had stumbled up to the top of the mountain took a short rest before setting off again. Go forward indomitably, ride the wind and waves, and cross the ocean.

He told us with his practical actions that no matter what lies ahead are dark clouds and thunder, thorns and giant trees, mountains and seas of clouds, or stormy waves, nothing can stop him from moving forward.

Forward, warrior.

The scenery along the way is so beautiful, even if the journey is full of hardships and dangers.

There is no laurel wreath at the end. When you get there, you look back at the thorns and blooming flowers along the way. They are the true appearance of the laurel wreath.

Go forward, snow warriors from the snowy night.

We all know there's more to your goals than just a laurel wreath.

Mr. Lu Xun once said in "Hot Wind": There is no need to wait for the torch. If there is no torch, I am the only light.

When you find that the hard-earned laurel flower is not as bright as you imagined, unable to illuminate the dark windy and snowy night.

Look at yourself, look at the blazing fire in you, look at the dazzling fire in you! "

At such an exciting moment, people should have been cheering for joy, but during the story Dai Liunian told, people became quiet one after another.

The body is very quiet, but the heart is agitated wildly.

At this moment, people seemed to suddenly realize the reason why Dai Liunian was the host of China Radio. At this moment, people also suddenly recalled the real purpose of Rong Taotao coming to participate in the World Cup.

At this moment, far away in the city of Crete.

Yang Chunxi sat beside Gao Lingwei's hospital bed, looking at the young man on the phone screen who was still rubbing his temples and sitting on Xue Gui's hand, listening to Dai Liunian's soft whispers in his ears.

"Ha" Yang Chunxi sighed deeply. Before meeting Rong Taotao, she had never thought that her life would be so wonderful. She who should have been stuck in the ice and snow actually participated in the life of such a young man. During the journey.

"Snapped!"

While Yang Chunxi was quietly looking at the person on the screen, the person on the hospital bed suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Yang Chunxi's breathing stagnated slightly and he quickly turned to look at Gao Lingwei.

"Zi~Zi."

The next moment, Yang Chunxi's arm felt numb, and traces of electricity flowed from his wrist.

The white palm holding her wrist tightly, the fingertips were filled with a strange electric light.

"Ling Wei?" Yang Chunxi was overjoyed. While raising his soul defense, trying to isolate himself from the impact of the electric current, he looked at Gao Lingwei and called softly.

In sight, the girl lying on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes.

There was a flash of electricity in her slightly hazy sleepy eyes.

China, Northern Snow Country, Plum Blossom Town.

There were no lights on in a private house, and in the dark living room, only the TV brought a faint light.

On the sofa, a young man was tapping Erlang's legs, playing with a coin in his hand, jumping back and forth between his fingers.

"Does it make sense?" In the dark corner of the living room, a woman wearing a snow-colored cloak suddenly asked.

The snow-colored hood was pulled down very low, covering the upper half of the woman's face, leaving only her thin lips exposed, and the words coming out of her mouth were very cold.

The young man was not frightened, as if he had already felt the presence of that person. He was still playing with the coins, his eyes fixed on the young man sitting on the screen, sitting on the snow ghost's hand, and said: "Yes."

"Ha." The woman smiled disdainfully, "Everything he showed and wanted to express to the world is not as practical as a lotus petal."

"Don't you also have a goal? Don't you insist on it? Why are you laughing at him?" The young man said casually, and watched the young man on the screen being helped up by Xia Fangran and walking out.

The woman was silent for a long time, until she watched Xia Fangran and Rong Taotao enter the building under the escort of the coaching team, and then she said: "Mr. He, Wuxuemian is very sincere. We are sorry for what you have experienced in the snow whirlpool. Everything is interesting and I think we will have a lot in common.”

The young man surnamed He looks about 28 or 9 years old. He has a clean shaven head and a pair of bright eyes under a pair of handsome eyebrows.

He did not respond, but said: "Your sister got the Lei Teng Treasure. Does this count as the meaning you said?"

Then, the room fell into silence again.

I don't know how long it took, but the woman spoke again, as if she hadn't heard the young man's words before, and continued: "I wonder if I could be lucky enough to invite you to Wuxuemian. Maybe you can find someone who likes to communicate more."

A young man surnamed He: "I won't stay here for long, don't make any plans for me, be careful."

As he spoke, the young man turned his head to look at the figure in the dark corner, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "We are not from the same place."

After repeated rejections, the young man clearly felt the fluctuation of the soul power of the woman in the corner.

Young man: "What, you want to be tough?"

No matter what she thought, the woman also smiled: "I have this idea and I have the courage, but I am still ready to go back to discuss it."

The young man played with coins in his hand and said casually: "It's up to you."

A few seconds later, the figure in the corner quietly shattered, turned into bits of frost and snow, rolled towards the crack of the door, and disappeared without a trace.

The young man was sitting calmly on the sofa, watching the game replays on the TV screen, watching Rong Taotao's every attack, defense, every choice, and his advance layout.

Technical movements, on-the-spot reactions, understanding and application of soul skills, and mastery of lotus petals

All of this, in the eyes of the young man, was inferior to Rong Taotao's opening move of using the snow ghost hand to flip his opponent forward.

Layout, this is what really impresses him, and it is also the fundamental reason that separates Rong Taotao from other players.

"Rong Taotao." The young man played with the coins and murmured thoughtfully, "Ms. Xu's son."

Thank you to the bosses of Guanlu Buli, Yunluo Qingfeng, and Ling Lingchuyang for their generous rewards! The boss is very generous, thank you for your support!