Faced with Peng Chengguang's stunned rhetorical question, Lou Cheng was also a little stupid. When he just finished the fight, his blood was surging. He felt it and said a few words from his heart. It was normal. But times have changed. I have to repeat it again.
TM is quite embarrassing!
He could only maintain a polite smile and said:
"you're good.?"
This is indeed true. When I competed with Xie Xiaozi's brother in Tiantong Temple last week, although he relied on surprise, the other party had almost no power to fight back. If Xie Xiaozi's brother's two skills of resisting shocks were put on Peng Chengguang
, I will probably lose.
Thinking of this, Lou Cheng was about to say something else when his ears suddenly buzzed and he heard deafening shouts bursting out from around him:
"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng!"
Although the audience, which was mainly school students, could not quite understand the undercurrent between the two men's moves and could not appreciate the terrifying force, they had eyes after all and could see the spiders on the ground when Peng Chengguang exploded several times.
It cracked like a net, and you could see the green bricks that Lou Cheng crushed under his feet, and you could see the thrill of the close fight between the two sides, and you could even see clearly that Lou Cheng finally spread his arms and hit them again and again.
Beauty.
It was some kind of extreme of pure physical violence, and it was a picture that flaunted the beauty of power. Those blows seemed to hit the hearts of the audience, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit their pretense, bit by bit.
The atrium they usually build allows them to vent their accumulated emotions day after day and boil the purest blood!
This feeling made many students who were used to controlling their emotions uncomfortable. After the referee announced the result, they felt a little dazed and paused briefly, but soon they couldn't hold it back and roared out the name:
"Loucheng!"
The shouts of two to three thousand people merged into a storm. If turned into substance, it would be enough to lift the dome of the martial arts venue. However, in such a warm atmosphere, four people seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water on their heads in the cold winter.
It was cold to the soles of my feet, from the surface of my body to my bones.
"How can we fight like this..." Deng Hua, who had a mohawk, was quite confident and relaxed when he came to Songda, but with Lou Cheng's "Thunder Sound Shaking Zen" one after another, his
His confidence fell to the bottom, and when captain Mo Zicong shouted the word "shock fist", he was even more desperate.
Seeing his mouth opening and closing, Mo Zicong and others also looked ashen.
Facing Lou Cheng, a round-robin battle was ineffective, but judging from his match with the Fearless Team, his own strength was not yet up to the level of sweeping most ninth-level players. This left the opportunity for any of the four of him to win.
As long as a player fights hard enough, even if he can't beat him, he can still let his next companion win smoothly.
When the time comes, although Lin Que is strong, he does not have abnormal physical strength. If the two of them challenge each other, they may not be unable to win. As for the remaining player from Songda, he and others will not take it seriously!
However, in just two weeks, he suddenly mastered the Shock Fist. Without the method of restraint, who would dare to fight him head-on? If he didn't fight head-on, how could he fight hard enough?
What's even more frightening is that even if Lin Que, a top-level ninth-level professional, has mastered martial arts similar to the Shock Fist, he can only do three or four strikes at most, which is not enough to catch him and others. Be cautious, be careful, not everything is possible.
There is no hope of resisting or evading, but Lou Cheng is different when he learns the Shock Fist. He can spread his arms and keep shaking in one breath. Who can withstand most ninth-level professions?
Peng Chengguang couldn't stand it, and he and others who were worse than him certainly couldn't stand it either!
How to fight this?
Bang bang bang! The sound of shaking fists seemed to resound in Mo Zicong's heart. He saw himself and others being punched off the ring one by one by Lou Cheng. No one could block more than three blows.
How to fight this?
They looked at each other and saw each other's timidity, which was completely different from the ease when they came.
Watching a powerful enemy actually makes you lose your confidence and dare not challenge him!
When Zhao Qiang, Zhang Jingye and others had abandoned their usual image of good students and were shouting and venting loudly, Lou Cheng first made eye contact with Yan Zheke at the seat of the martial arts club, silently shook his fist, and then saw Peng Chengguang shaking his head.
Shaking his head, he barely recovered. After a salute, he walked down the ring with empty steps and walked towards the stunned Gao Rao Zhang Ying and other juniors and juniors.
After Lou Cheng returned the gift, he originally wanted to ask Peng Chengguang why he didn't form an alliance with other martial arts schools to jointly pursue the unique martial arts skills awarded by the trials, but the friendship was not deep enough, so he suppressed it.
"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng!"
In the sound that echoed in the martial arts venue, Lou Cheng released the joy in his heart, no longer thinking about other things, and enjoying the sweet taste of victory. While waving, he walked back to the home team's position with Yan Zheke, Lin Que, and Sun Jian.
High-fived Li Mao and others.
At this time, some students came back to their senses and looked at the arena with many broken green bricks. They suddenly remembered the video of the person who jumped from the building earlier, and remembered that the student warrior who rescued people also stepped on the ground and created similar cracks.
Comparing his body shapes again, he suddenly woke up and said loudly:
"It's Lou Cheng who saves people!"
"It's him?"
"Yes, if it's not Lin Que, it must be him!"
The shouts in the martial arts venue weakened a lot, but the flashes of mobile phones continued one after another. Many students flushed with excitement, looked at Lou Cheng with slightly admiring eyes, and got excited with their surrounding companions.
During the discussion, the lively atmosphere increased instead of decreasing.
At the seats in the Mingwei Martial Arts Hall, Zhang Ying, Qu Yu and others were speechless and fell into an extremely repressive silence. It seemed that they could not accept his failure even more than the senior brother.
Peng Chengguang glanced at them, listened to the shouts echoing in the martial arts venue, and said with a wry smile:
"What's so painful? What's unacceptable about losing to such an opponent? It will only spur me to not relax at all, and make me just want to catch up."
After saying that, he turned around and looked towards Songda Martial Arts Club.
By then, what level has Lou Cheng reached?
…………
After applying ointment to Lou Cheng in the locker room and being kissed fiercely several times by him while no one was around, Yan Zheke returned to the dormitory with a glowing brow and eyes.
She hasn't told Lou Cheng yet that her mother might come to "check on the situation," and plans to discuss it with her boyfriend after she has initially thought about the countermeasures.
As soon as she stepped into the dormitory, she saw Zong Yanru and Shi Xiangyang surrounding Li Liantong, looking at her mobile phone and whispering in praise from time to time:
“It’s really awesome!”
"How do these legs grow..."
"Martial arts competitions cost a lot of shoes..."
Hearing this, Yan Zheke felt happy and blurted out:
"Zutong, have you finished recording the video?"
This is a competition video she specially asked her roommate to help record, and only Lou Cheng’s part is included!
It's hard to tell when the recorded game will be broadcast, but the battle between Lou Cheng and Peng Chengguang, a series of opponents, is very memorable, which makes her want to get it as soon as possible, save it, and give it to her boyfriend.
"Of course~ For your meal, we all recorded a meal, and we didn't even concentrate on watching the game!" Li Liantong replied proudly.
Yan Zheke's brows were filled with joy and he urged:
"Let me take a look. It's not blurry, right?"
Li Liantong chuckled and said, "How is that possible? Please call me a little video expert!"
While talking, Yan Zheke came close to them, watched the video carefully, and thought about what happened yesterday.
Last week, the battle video of his debut was delayed until Friday, so he almost forgot to save it. However, Chengzi always remembered it and set an alarm. During class, he excused himself to have diarrhea and ran back to the dormitory.
, the recording was completed through the network.
Because I was in the same teaching building at the time, and I was sitting by the window, I happened to see Cheng Zi sprinting towards the dormitory area, so I gave him a message and asked what happened, and his answer made me feel red and warm.
I opened my heart and decided to ask Li Liantong and others to help record the game video today.
After watching it from beginning to end, Yan Zheke was very satisfied. While asking Li Liantong to copy the video to the computer, he mentioned that his mother might come to check the post, and warned: "When my mother comes,
If I'm not in the dormitory, if it's a normal day, just tell the truth. Don't mention Orange. On weekends, just tell me that I went shopping with Guo Qing."
Zong Yanru was a little confused and said: "Keke, your mother really knows how to fly here specially?"
Just because you are suspected of having a boyfriend?
Yan Zheke made a serious face and nodded vigorously: "I feel like she will... Let me tell you, my mother's biggest characteristic is that she is very mobile! Either she won't come, or she will come in the next few days!"
If I were not strong in mobility, I would not have dared to elope back then!
"There is always a feeling that I am about to face the Queen Mother..." Shi Xiangyang joked with some fear.
After warning her roommates, Yan Zheke dug out last year's freshman handbook from the bookshelf and found the new campus map occupying the facing page.
She sat down, took out a ruler, and compared drawings on the map, showing the beauty of concentration. Li Liantong and others were stunned for a moment, wondering what she was doing.
Looking at the map and measuring the distance, Yan Zheke whispered to himself:
"If my mother wants to make a surprise attack, she will definitely plan to observe secretly, but she is not familiar with the topography of the school and does not know my course schedule. With her wisdom, she will definitely not wait like luck among tens of thousands of people.
I will choose a place where I can most likely meet me and look at me from a distance..."
"According to this condition, she only has three choices. One is the place where the dormitory door is close to the pedestrian street, where she can directly see everyone coming back from the cafeteria. The other is the end of the long bridge near the teaching area, where anyone who wants to go back to the dormitory can go.
No one in the cafeteria can escape her eyes, and the third place is where the martial arts venue comes from..."
"She is a ninth-level professional. According to the data, the observation range is about this wide..."
Yan Zheke carefully outlined three dangerous areas on the map, nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Well, as long as Cheng Zi doesn't get close to me in these areas, my mother will definitely not be able to show up."
She was about to praise herself when she suddenly saw Li Liantong coming to the side and said with a strange expression:
"Keke, can't we just ask Lou Cheng to keep a distance from you for a few days?"
What calculations, what reasoning, what observation ranges, what danger zones, what kind of brain circuits are these!
Yan Zheke said "uh" and blinked, his face full of innocence. (To be continued.) 8