Because they had never encountered a special competition system before, even though Lou Cheng and others knew about this and what the situation was, they were a little unable to react for a while. After dozens of seconds, they all came back to their senses.
Each blurted out:
"Special format?"
"What formations does Team Qinglong have?"
"Aren't they a union of several martial arts schools?
"Why don't you apply when you compete against the Fearless Team?"
Faced with the questions raised by Sun Jian, Li Mao and others, Mr. Shi replied calmly:
"According to what the organizing committee disclosed to me, the Qinglong team should have no formation."
"What? If you don't have a formation, why should you apply for a special competition system?" Guo Qing said with his eyes wide open.
Old Man Shi chuckled:
"Maybe he wants to bully our substitute who is weak."
He wouldn't say that the opponent's main concern is that our two professional-level main players are too strong, and that Lou Cheng's physical strength is so abnormal that he can't even see the limit.
Uh... Li Mao and others fell silent immediately, vaguely understanding the Qinglong team's plan.
They were frightened by Lou Cheng's fists and physical strength, and thought that there was almost no chance of winning in a normal match, so they decided on a special competition system, thinking of assigning two professional ninth-level players to entangle Lou Cheng and Lin Que.
The remaining one "singles" himself and other amateur players.
There is such a trick!
Sun Jian frowned and said: "Isn't this insulting? Even if you are a ninth-level professional, you don't have three heads and six arms. How can you have the confidence to deal with four of us amateur warriors!"
Everyone punches the opponent's vital points at the same time, and the ninth-level professional will be in a hurry!
Have you ever heard that too many ants can kill an elephant?
Although Sun Jian was the nominal main force, he consciously placed himself on the bench, and others did not feel there was anything wrong. In their opinion, the only real main force in the martial arts club were Lin Que and Lou Cheng.
"Do you think others are just wooden piles who will just stand there and be besieged by you?" Old Man Shi sneered.
Yan Zheke raised his hands habitually and said:
"But the arena match is different from real combat. The space is limited. It would be difficult to rely on physical fitness to create a temporary one-on-one situation..."
She once watched a video of a professional warrior being chased and chopped down by seven or eight amateur-level thugs. The former seemed to be running away wildly, but in fact he was always paying attention to the situation behind him. The thugs behind him refused to give up despite the large number of people.
As time went by, they divided into several small groups due to problems with physical strength and speed, and the distance between them widened to an extent that could not be ignored.
So, the ninth-level professional counterattacked. He suddenly paused and rushed back. Before the second small group caught up with reinforcements, he used all his strength to kill one of the two enemies at the front.
One of them was disabled. When this process was repeated again, the thugs no longer dared to chase blindly and always maintained a good distance. However, in this way, their speed had to be based on the slowest part.
It's standard, just watch the enemy walk away in a leisurely manner.
This is the actual combat method used by professional ninth-level players when facing siege. However, it is almost impossible to apply it to the arena competition!
Yan Zheke's question is exactly what Lou Cheng thinks. Even though he is considered to be the top professional ninth-level fighter, if he is really besieged by three or four more powerful amateur warriors, he has no "control" similar to the mysterious method of ANBU's ninth-level master.
"On the field skills", you can only choose to run and fight, using your physical advantage to continuously create short-term one-on-one opportunities. On the ring, running ten more steps may be over the edge.
Old Man Shi chuckled and said: "The specific situation must be analyzed in detail. First, some martial arts are better at dealing with sieges, such as the golden bell, such as the lion's roar. Secondly, there will not be only one battlefield on the field, and the opponent will
You can completely use the other two places where they meet as obstacles to create distance."
"When Lin Queloucheng is having a fierce battle with the ninth-level professional, will you be more cautious when approaching, and will you worry about being affected and injured? The opponent is a professional ninth-level, so he will definitely have less worries in this regard than you. There is a difference.
There is an opportunity to seize the short-term chaos, and if you pursue him slowly, he will have the time and ability to besiege Lou Cheng or Lin Que..."
"So, although they may not necessarily have an advantage, they at least have the possibility of winning."
Listening to the coach's general explanation, Lou Cheng and others thoroughly understood the idea of "Blue Dragon Team" and knew that they did not suddenly have a whim, but planned to rely on the advantage of average strength to win in chaos!
After figuring it out, Li Mao and Lin Hua were still a little aggrieved, feeling despised and looked down upon. Even Yan Zheke, who had always been good-tempered, pouted slightly.
I wonder if I can initially practice Frost Power on Sunday... Lou Cheng glanced at his girlfriend and thought thoughtfully.
This is not an impossible task. As long as you can memorize and master the subtle changes in the body when visualizing the "Cold Sky and Ice Map" before Friday, there are only two days left to realize the "Big River Ice" every day during this period.
It’s not too difficult to get started with “Sealing Pictures”.
As his thoughts turned around, he couldn't help but look at Lin Que, wanting to know what level his uncle had reached after recovering from his injury.
Compared with the past, Lin Que's strong sense of vitality and blood has weakened a lot, and there is a bit of "quietness" in the silence and coldness. It is obvious that he has touched the threshold of the Dan Realm, but it is hard to say how much he has really gained.
At this time, Old Man Shi clapped his hands and said:
"I participated in the final product competition for restorative exercises. Others are doing as usual. We will go back to discuss the affairs of the Qinglong Team later. The information has been sent to your mailbox."
"Don't look for videos of special competitions, it's useless! Search for videos of amateur warriors besieging professional ninth-level players. It's best to look for videos that take advantage of obstacles and summarize experiences and lessons!"
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This morning, after Lou Cheng completed his regular daily exercises, he spent more time memorizing and mastering the physical changes corresponding to the visualization diagrams, and he made considerable progress.
After a sweet and busy day, he returned to his dormitory, washed up, turned on his computer and logged into QQ, and sent a message to Yan Zheke: "Ke Xiaoke, have you read the information?"
As the relationship became deeper and the intimacy gradually increased, he called Yan Zheke more and more variously, and he could do whatever he wanted, but as the original nickname, "Coach Yan" had a special meaning.
As for the information about the Azure Dragon Team, he read it in the unimportant class in the afternoon. Yan Zheke was in a professional class at the time and had to listen carefully, so he could only take a look at every detail.
The girl immediately responded to the cat throwing out the salted fish in her hand:
"Call Coach Yan!"
"Yes, yes, yes, have Coach Yan read the information?" Lou Cheng said with a snicker.
Yan Zheke only had two sections of class in the evening. He and Zong Yanru went back to the dormitory at around eight o'clock and studied the materials and videos carefully. Instead of studying for one section as usual, they waited for Lou Cheng to finish class and took a walk.
This shows that she attaches great importance to the weekend competition. After all, no matter how she is scheduled, she can play!
"I've finished reading..." Yan Zheke said with a confused face, "It's really the same as what Coach Shi said. Mo Zicong's ancestor was a lay disciple of Daxing Temple, and he passed down martial arts similar to the lion's roar in Buddhism. Zhu Tao has been practicing iron since he was a child.
Bu Shi, hard skills are quite famous in Songcheng."
They are all professional ninth-level warriors who are good at dealing with sieges!
"Don't worry. When the time comes, your brother and I will hold Mo Zicong and Zhu Tao respectively. During the competition, they won't be able to do whatever they want!" Lou Cheng said, scratching his head.
Among the four warriors in the Qinglong team, Mo Zicong is the strongest. Not only is he naturally powerful, but he also practices the Elephant Throwing Technique. Without relying on the thunderous sound to shake the Zen, Lou Cheng would have thought that he would be at least four or six points away from him.
The other three, Zhu Tao is wearing an iron cloth shirt and has hard skills, and his punches and kicks are very difficult to deal with. Deng Hua is famous for his "Tiger Roaring Hard Fist". As for Xu Zheng, he is relatively weak, but his foundation in Baguazhang is also
Very solid.
Yan Zheke responded with a "bright-eyed" expression:
"Humph, when did I worry? I have already summed up several experiences in besieging my opponents!"
Lou Cheng said with a "bad smile": "Please ask Coach Yan for advice!"
"Please beg me, please beg me, and I will tell you!" Yan Zheke said with a smile, covering her mouth.
How can a man and a woman care too much about face when they are flirting with each other? Lou Cheng immediately made a plea with a look of admiration.
Yan Zheke crossed his hands and supported his chin with a thoughtful expression:
"First, always keep a good distance between each other. Second, don't attack at the same time. It's best to have a one second time difference, so as not to be thrown out by the opponent with his strength and other martial arts skills. Third, don't be in a hurry, you and I
As long as I have enough time, I will definitely be able to defeat my opponent. They should be the most anxious..."
While watching, Lou Cheng praised Coach Yan, and then helped her improve the details through discussion and analysis.
At this time, there was an additional post in his fan forum, from "Wei Rui Zi Sheng Guang":
"At 3:30 pm on Sunday, Songcheng TV will broadcast the key battle to qualify for the third group, Songda Martial Arts Society VS Qinglong Team, special competition system!"
In the campus forum of Songcheng University, the administrator also pinned a message to the top of each sub-section:
"At 3:30 on Sunday afternoon, Martial Arts Club will face Qinglong Team at home, the key battle to qualify!"
This time, the TV station and the school publicity department finally started to build momentum!
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In the blink of an eye, amid the ardent expectations of Yan Xiaoling and others, time quickly came to weekend afternoon.
In the martial arts club office of Shanbei University, hundreds of kilometers away, as soon as Xu Wannian walked in, he saw Junior Brother Peng, who was always flying in the sky, sitting there, looking at the computer leisurely.
"Junior brother Peng, you didn't go out to play?" he asked in surprise.
Peng Leyun smiled and said: "Watch a trial match."
"What's there to see? We are going to Huahai to participate in the national finals next week." Xu Wannian was quite puzzled.
At such a critical moment, as the pillar of the martial arts club, how could Junior Brother Peng still have the leisure to pay attention to a trial?
Peng Leyun chuckled:
"This could be one of our key players next year..."
That "smell of the starry sky" is something I will never forget, and I will always pay attention to it!
As he thought about it, he fell into his daily daze again.