As a formal trial, even if it is only qualified to be recorded and broadcast, it is not even ready for broadcast. The big screens in the martial arts venues are also lit up one after another, allowing the audience to clearly see the arena from all angles.
The seats for the home and away teams are located near the ring.
"Hey, where is the coach of our martial arts club? I remember he is an old man..."
"The person sitting in the coach's seat seems to be a student..."
"No way, has the coach changed? When I passed by yesterday, I saw the former coach..."
"Look carefully, I always think that student coach looks a bit familiar..."
The chatter in the stands was noisy and mixed, but none of it reached Lou Cheng's ears. He was listening to Li Xiaowen's report on the opponent's players and order.
"Qian Ruoyu is first, Feng Shaokun is second, Jiang Dingyi is third..." Lou Cheng recited it thoughtfully and felt a little relieved.
Although there is no distinction between men and women in martial arts competitions, and contact with fists and feet is normal, and he can understand and accept it, but he still feels a little unhappy when he thinks that Yan Zheke will hold the opponent's wrist or be held by the opponent when using Tingjin.
It would be perfect if the opponent in the first battle is a girl. By the time the battle is over, the enemies behind her will not dare to give her such a chance.
——It’s okay to attack vital points in a martial arts competition, but you can’t deliberately act like a hooligan to take advantage. Otherwise, you will be rejected by the entire circle and considered to have ruined the image of a martial artist.
As his thoughts turned, Lou Cheng pulled Yan Zheke over and said with a slight smile: "Do you want to win quickly, or do you plan to practice more practical skills?"
Sensing her boyfriend's determined and confident attitude, Yan Zheke's slightly trembling body calmed down, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "How can I fight if I want to win quickly? How can I fight if I want to practice more practical skills?"
"You have also seen Qian Ruoyu's previous game videos, and we have discussed it. She does not lack actual combat experience, but she either wins smoothly or loses cleanly. She has never encountered anything too unexpected. As long as you
If you can surprise her, she will most likely make a mistake." Lou Cheng coughed and taught him the instructions as a coach.
Yan Zheke looked up with his beautiful eyes and said: "Quick victory is to surprise her with the ability to regain the center of gravity from the beginning, and go all out to create opportunities? To practice more practical skills is to hold back temporarily, punching and kicking
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"Absolutely." Lou Cheng smiled and said, "However, the actual combat situation has always been ever-changing, and the opponent may not give you the opportunity to become familiar with fists and kicks. No matter how much I say, you still have to rely on your on-the-spot judgment and performance. I personally recommend not to do anything.
reserve."
At this moment, the referee said loudly:
"In the third round of the Songcheng Division Selection Tournament, the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club faced the Dream Team."
"In the first game, Yan Zheke versus Qian Ruoyu!"
When Yan Zheke was about to walk to the ring, Lou Cheng seized the last opportunity and lowered his voice to give her a few more words:
"If there is no other chance, let Qian Ruoyu use Tai Chi to wrap his hands and compete with her!"
"I have observed that she is very confident in contact with Tingjin. She always wants to try it, but she is obviously not able to enter tranquility yet. It all depends on the characteristics of the martial arts itself and her usual push hands practice. There is a certain gap between her and you, and she is restrained by you.
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"After defeating Qian Ruoyu, Feng Shaokun who appears next is the flower protector. He will definitely want to help his beloved girl save his face. His fighting style will be relatively aggressive. This gives you the possibility to launch Blizzard's twenty-four attacks.
At the end of the round, even if Feng Shaokun didn't lose, he was still close, which gave Senior Brother Li Mao the best opportunity to enter the battle."
Yan Zheke listened carefully, his eyes flashing as if he was digesting.
Although she has a good family background and accumulated experience far better than Lou Cheng. She usually analyzes games, gives opinions, and speaks eloquently, but after all, she is just talking on paper. When it is her turn, she still feels a little guilty and cannot believe in her own judgment and preparation.
His mind is in a mess, but Lou Cheng is already experienced, he can calmly analyze any situation, and is good at starting from the details.
Listening to her boyfriend's eloquent and detailed explanation, Yan Zheke gradually became more confident, nodded slightly, smiled lightly, pursed her lips and was about to take steps.
"Keke." Suddenly, Lou Cheng called her in a low voice.
"Huh?" Yan Zheke turned around to look at him, with a confused look on his face.
Lou Cheng raised the corners of his lips and smiled gently: "This time, it's my turn to cheer you up..."
He suddenly made fists with both hands and shook them:
"Must win!"
Yan Zheke's eyes suddenly became gentle, and she smiled sweetly and said:
"This seems to be the first time someone has cheered me on like this."
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the stone steps step by step. The trembling in her body had stopped and there was no trace of sluggishness under her feet.
When she stepped onto the ring and her figure was completely magnified by the screen, the stands on both sides suddenly became quiet.
No one expected that the first contestant from the Songda Martial Arts Club would be such a beautiful girl, with bright eyes, white teeth, bright eyes, beautiful and clear.
Qian Ruoyu was originally recognized as a beauty, delicate and pink, full of youth, but when she stood opposite Yan Zheke, all her light was instantly covered up, and she was dwarfed by her, like a passerby, A, B, B, D.
"No way, there is such a beauty in the Songda Martial Arts Club? Even if she does, are you willing to let her fight to the death in the ring?" Yu Qiao betrayed the Dream Team in an instant and said with heartache.
Even though they have liked Qian Ruoyu for several years, and their obsession has become very deep, Jiang Dingyi and Feng Shaokun also feel that they are intimidated by the girl's beauty. If they appear on the stage, they may shrink back and subconsciously give in, or they may show off and show off their strength.
, of course, this is all without Qian Ruoyu watching from the side.
On the stage, Qian Ruoyu's heart tightened as soon as he saw Yan Zheke. He felt inexplicably dangerous. It seemed that he was already at a disadvantage and his position was on the verge of collapse.
She gritted her teeth secretly and planned to use her martial arts strength to restore the "situation".
"Three minutes of dialogue time." the referee announced.
"I've seen your information. It seems that you haven't participated in the final product competition, and you haven't played in the ring before. Is today the first actual battle?" Qian Ruoyu is not stupid, and uses his first actual combat to create tension in his opponent.
Yan Zheke's mind echoed with Lou Cheng's encouragement and analysis just now, and he replied casually:
"Yes, but things always have pros and cons. At least you don't understand me at all."
She smiled lightly, and all the tension disappeared between her brows and eyes.
So what about the first actual fight? My boyfriend easily defeated his opponent in his first actual fight!
At this time, Lou Cheng, who was off the field, did not go back to the coaching position, but approached the ring and watched the game from close range.
For him, Yan Zheke's appearance on the stage made him more nervous than his own participation in the battle. He was afraid that she would be injured and wronged, and that she would encounter some unexpected situation.
In his own battle, at least he can control everything by himself, but now, after being given the opportunity face to face, he can only watch helplessly, and the rest depends on Yan Zheke's on-the-spot performance.
And how she will perform on the spot is completely unknown!
Lou Cheng hid his anxiety and looked as calm as ice. He folded his hands in front of his chest and stood beside the ring, watching quietly.
"Wow, that coach is kind of cool..."
"You are still in the mood to look at the coach. Which college is she a girl from?"
"I remember meeting her on the road and hitting a telephone pole because I peeked at her..."
"She seems to have a boyfriend. I often meet her eating with a boy in the cafeteria. Wait, it seems to be the coach! Damn it, rabbits don't eat grass from their nests, do you understand?"
"Maybe they just go there to eat grass on the edge of their nest!"
Before that, Yan Zheke was beautiful, but among the tens of thousands of students, there were many beautiful girls, some who were no worse than her but also better. She had never hosted a welcome party or done anything to attract the limelight. She must have
Not everyone knows about it. Only people from the same college, martial arts club, and professional roommates know that there is such a number one girl. Others, when they meet by chance on the street, they will look at her a few times, and then turn around because of her.
Studies and games are forgotten.
"Lou Cheng can also pose and pretend to be cool..." Li Liantong snickered and said to Shi Xiangyang.
Shi Xiangyang guessed: "I think he is nervous Ke Ke, her boyfriend is full of energy!"
While everyone was discussing, the three-minute conversation came to an end. Qian Ruoyu tried his best but failed to affect the mood of top student Yan Zheke. Instead, he was irritated by the way she looked at her like a dropout and planned to teach her a lesson.
opponent.
Yan Zheke didn't know what Qian Ruoyu was thinking. The reason why he kept looking at her was because he thought of her bloody relationship with two boys and wanted to see what the person involved was like.
"Start!" The referee waved his right hand.
Yan Zheke had made up her mind to hold back first and was familiar with fists and kicks in order to adapt to actual combat as quickly as possible. Therefore, after taking a few steps closer, she twisted her back and launched a mountain-breaking punch.
Qian Ruoyu stepped forward with his feet, made a fist with his left hand, and moved it horizontally to Yan Zheke's wrist like a drum.
Bang! Yan Zheke's strength was a little weak, and his body swayed. At this moment, Qian Ruoyu's shoulders relaxed, and he used his back purely to exert force, making his left arm wrap around his hand, driving Yan Zheke's right fist to the side.
Walking away caused her to follow him subconsciously.
Seizing this opportunity, Qian Ruoyu took half a step forward, thrust forward with his right fist, and hit the gap in the middle exposed by his opponent.
This style of fighting, which originated from Tai Chi, immediately put Yan Zheke in danger.
Yan Zheke's heart tightened, but fortunately he had practiced for a long time, so he didn't panic. His spine suddenly squirmed, like a dragon turning over, forcibly pulling his center of gravity back, and using his left foot as a fulcrum, he pivoted to Qian Ruoyu's right side.
He turned his back to the enemy and narrowly avoided the punch.
With his back to the enemy, it was difficult to observe the situation. Even with an elbow attack, it was easy to be counterattacked. Without stopping, Yan Zheke made another spin and came to Qian Ruoyu's back. He raised his right hand and struck with a split fist.
Cheng Zi is right. The other party would never give me a chance to get familiar with fists and kicks. They forced me to use the method of regaining my focus from the beginning...