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At the referee's order, the third round began.

Ou Lan was the first to bully her. Although she didn't know what An Ning's appearance meant to Meng Qi, she clearly felt that Meng Qi's condition had improved, so she had to quickly suppress her momentum.

A punch without hesitation was avoided by Meng Qi sideways. Ou Lan had expected it, and quickly followed up with a follow-up punch. Meng Qi had suffered from her hand, so he was very witty to prevent it.

As soon as the two came into contact, they separated immediately.

Looking at Ou Lan again, and making eye contact with her for a while, Meng Qi is actually quite afraid of seeing Ou Lan's eyes, her eyes have a kind of thoroughness that penetrates everything, which always makes Meng Qi feel guilty unconsciously.

Pursing his lips, a bold idea popped into his mind, he turned his head to look at An Ning, and smiled at her, feeling very at ease with her around.

An Ning curled her lips, this cub, he is not concentrating on the game!

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly realized that Meng Qi had closed his eyes!

Not only An Ning, Meng Shi also found out, his eyes lit up, could this guy already be able to listen to his voice and argue his position!

The audience in the front row noticed Meng Qi's abnormal behavior, and couldn't help but start talking in low voices, discussing what kind of tactic is this?

Could it be that Meng Qi had given up resistance?

Ou Lan frowned. This guy wanted to ignore his eyes and movements, so as to reduce the impact on her.There really is her.

Ou Lan thought about it, completely unmoved, and tried to lighten her steps as much as possible, and when she got close to Meng Qi, she punched straight to the door.

Meng Qi didn't open his eyes, but as if he had seen Ou Lan's fist, he turned to the right side and dodged it perfectly. At the same time, a dull punch was hitting Ou Lan's chest, which stunned Ou Lan.

Ou Lan stared straight at Meng Qi's eyes, looked and looked again and again, her eyes were indeed closed, but... could she predict her punching moves just by listening to her ears?Obviously, I have relaxed as much as possible.

Ou Lan shook her head, calmed down for a while, thinking that maybe it was just a coincidence, she might as well try again.

Just as he was about to move his feet, he saw Meng Qi turned his body sideways, leaning his ears towards him, listening to the sound very seriously.

Seeing this, Ou Lan moved a small half step to the left, and before she could stand still, Meng Qi turned around again, facing her direction.

Ou Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly had the illusion that everything about her was in the hands of her opponent.

Listening to voices and arguing positions was just a trick played by Meng Shi unintentionally before. Meng Qi thought it was cool, so he secretly learned it, but this kind of trick is generally useless in boxing matches.

But this time is different. The opponent is the experienced Ou Lan. Her eyes and movements can even influence Meng Qi's judgment and style of play intentionally or unintentionally, making Meng Qi very passive.

As a last resort, I had no choice but to break the boat, thinking about not going to see her, listening to her voice, and relying on my feelings.

In fact, by listening to her voice, she could only roughly hear Ou Lan's direction and the distance from her. Apart from listening to the specific boxing movements, she occasionally squinted her eyes secretly, but as soon as she opened the distance, she would close her eyes and not look at them. Ou Lan didn't let Ou Lan see herself clearly.

As a result, after several rounds of fighting like this, there were unexpected gains.

One after another perfect defense and waiting for an opportunity to score, Ou Lan had a feeling that Meng Qi was using his own psychological warfare to deal with him. He tried to break Meng Qi's routine, but lost a lot of points.

Seeing that the score was gradually catching up, the audience was happy, and wailed and cheered for Meng Qi.

An Jiaming in the monitoring room saw the picture on the screen, and almost bit off his cigarette in surprise, "How could this be?" with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Boss, boss, someone bought 20 billion and Meng Qi won!!!"

"What!?" An Jiaming was shocked. What is the concept of 20 billion?Who would have such a big handwriting! ?

He got up and walked to the computer, staring at the pile of data on the screen tossed and turned over and over again, while watching, the cold sweat on his forehead slid down and hit the ground with a loud sound.

20 billion...

If Meng Qi wins, what he loses is not just a few hundred million...

No, no, no, no, no, no, let her win! !

Thinking about it, An Jiaming looked at the scene on the field again. Ou Lan had been doing some meaningless attacks, which made Meng Qi play like a fish in water, relaxed and at ease.

An Jiaming gritted his teeth resentfully, turned around and went straight to the ring.

At the end of the third round, Meng Qi recovered a round and was resting by the stage with a happy face, listening to Yan Lin's instructions.

On Ou Lan's side, she was still frowning, thinking about the round just now.

"What are you doing!" An Jiaming walked to the ring and questioned Ou Lan angrily.

Ou Lan raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

"Listen, you must win this battle! If you win, I will let your father go to the best hospital and receive the best treatment, and I will let your family live well and comfortably for the rest of their lives!"

"You have no choice, you must win!" An Jiaming gritted his teeth and warned sharply.

"Her right arm was sprained in the last match. It is impossible to recover in such a short period of time. Do you understand?" An Jiaming said sadly, with a ferocious smile on his face.

Ou Lan frowned and looked at him.

"Think about your father, he is so eager to stand up again, this is not difficult for you." An Jiaming continued to persuade.