Chapter 191: Martial Arts Association Monthly Pass)
"Pan Chengyun? The one my brother defeated, right?" Yan Zheke looked up, trying hard to remember who her boyfriend's opponent was.
If she didn't mention the Hongluo Martial Arts School, she would definitely not be able to remember the relevant things with just a name. After all, she was hiding in the dressing room applying ointment to Lou Cheng and did not witness the battle with her own eyes. She only heard that her cousin was able to do it with two moves.
The enemy was eliminated.
Lou Cheng smiled and said: "It should be. Didn't we read the information about Hongluo Martial Arts School before the game? I always remember that they have a main player named Pan or something, so it's probably him."
"Then he has improved very quickly. When he competed with us, he was an ordinary first-class amateur. Now he can qualify in the group in less than three months and has quasi-professional level strength..." Yan Zheke was a little envious and a little bit proud.
He said with emotion, "The actual training in the trials helped him a lot."
It's a pity that I only had two turns to play and played four games.
"Maybe he has better luck in the group?" Lou Cheng replied casually.
He had not had any hope of qualifying for the selection group before, so he would not care about the details of other games. At most, he would take a look at the results. When the Songda Martial Arts Club has a winning streak and is expected to appear first in the group, they
The only opponent left is the Azure Dragon Team. Once they win, the results of other games will have no bearing on the overall situation.
Under such circumstances, how could Lou Cheng have the time and energy to pay attention to the Hong Luo team's games? With this free time, he might as well pay more attention to his girlfriend and work more on his studies.
"That's right." Yan Zheke nodded thoughtfully, and then deliberately put on a pretty face, "But you can't be careless. There are still more than an hour left. You have to watch the video of his battle during the trial, you know?"
"I know! That's what Coach Yan taught you!" Lou Cheng replied with a smile. He took the girl's hand and found a seat high in the stands, and he and she retrieved Pan Chengyun's game videos separately.
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Pan Shishi, an ordinary amateur, buried his face in his hands. His heart was full of frustration and pain, and he did not search for the enemy's information in time as before.
Do you still need to search for Lou Cheng's information? Every match he played during the trial was deeply imprinted in his mind. He gradually mastered the strength of the shock fist and ice department, from the ninth-level professional combat power to the top professional ninth-level.
The whole process was witnessed by myself!
How to win against such an opponent?
How can such an opponent win?
If it was the early stage of the trial, Pan Chengyun felt that it was possible to win if he fully understood his opponent, but now, he really had no confidence at all. It was like facing a strong man in the eighth-grade Dan realm, he could only
Place your hopes on the opponent who underestimates the enemy, is careless, or has an accident before the game and performs poorly on the spot.
Although thanks to Senior Brother Jiang's injury, he has withstood the test in the selection and has grown a lot. If he hadn't met an old enemy in the group stage and been restrained by her playing style, he would definitely have qualified as the number one, but
This kind of improvement is simply incomparable to Lou Cheng's progress!
"I have no way to weaken his ice power. I can only rely on my physical strength to resist... Even if I face the shock fist, I can't withstand two or three blows..." Pan Chengyun breathed out and brought his thoughts back to normal.
Having come this far, facing the ninth-level professional certificate that was so close at hand, he couldn't just give up!
Especially last year, many competitions were held in Songcheng and surrounding areas, allowing many warriors to pass the review, bringing the number of professional ninth-grade places to fifteen. For those with strength, this qualification competition is a rare and good opportunity.
You should know that if there are extreme circumstances, such as the fact that capable people in the martial arts school have already obtained certificates and the competition organization of the previous year was not enough, etc., there may only be a few places in the ninth professional competition.
In the decades of qualifying competitions, the most extreme situation in Songcheng was that only more than twenty warriors passed the qualification review and competed for two spots, leaving many players with professional-level strength to compete with each other head-on.
"I can only roam around and fight, no explosive collisions..."
Pan Chengyun made the final decision.
This is a style of play that he is not good at, but it is also a choice he has to make!
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"Hey, he has already achieved professional level strength a long time ago." Yan Zheke looked at it and let out a low cry, turning to look at Lou Cheng.
She was holding the tablet and beside her was a mobile wifi device purchased specifically for similar occasions.
Lou Cheng touched the stubble on his chin and said amusedly: "He is so well hidden. Was he caught off guard by your brother's meteor power?"
Before doing this, knowing Pan Chengyun's true strength, I would definitely feel like facing a formidable enemy, but now, whether he is at a professional level or not is irrelevant to the overall situation.
"Maybe..." Yan Zheke rolled his eyes, suddenly smiled, and said with a chuckle, "Pan Chengyun might have wanted to catch my brother off guard at that time, but in the end he lost without any performance. He must have felt very depressed and aggrieved...
…”
Using the word "grievance", she suddenly felt that poor Pan Chengyun was a little cute.
Lou Cheng laughed and said: "No matter how wronged he is, I have to fight him seriously..."
As he spoke, he fast-forwarded the game video and froze the scene in one frame.
"What are you looking at?" Yan Zheke stretched his neck, leaned over, and asked curiously.
Lou Cheng said with a smile: "Didn't you just say that when facing me, Pan Chengyun is most likely to choose to wander and fight. Of course I have to study his habitual dodge direction."
This is what Master calls a habit problem. Just like you are used to choosing left in daily life, if you still have similar habits in battle and are noticed by others, you will easily be targeted and set traps, and you will fall into danger.
Fortunately, my master pointed this out when I had little actual combat experience and had not yet formed a habit.
"Get used to it..." Yan Zheke opened his lips slightly, suddenly realizing.
She looked at Lou Cheng's profile and clearly felt her boyfriend's talent in fighting again.
I also have to pay attention to my habits... She opened her eyes wide and pointed the realization at Lou Cheng's mobile phone screen: "Did you find anything?"
"Of course!" Lou Cheng said with a slight complacency, "When given a choice, Pan Chengyun would dodge to the right at least eight times out of ten."
"Orange..." Yan Zheke suddenly shouted.
Lou Cheng looked sideways at her and said blankly: "What?"
"You are so awesome~!" Yan Zheke applauded with a smile as bright as a flower.
"Hey, don't be so exaggerated!" Lou Cheng laughed out loud.
Yan Zheke outlined his dimples, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I'm not imitating you~!"
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At 3:30 in the afternoon, Lou Cheng stepped onto the ring and stood on either side of the referee with Pan Chengyun.
"To be honest, I didn't expect you to have a professional level before." He sighed with emotion.
Pan Chengyun almost burst into tears after hearing this, you just knew this!
He took a breath and said, maintaining his coldness and sharpness: "I didn't expect to run into you directly."
Does God want me to continue to be known as an amateur?
Lou Cheng stopped stimulating him, closed his eyes, and finally adjusted his body.
After a while, the referee looked at the electronic clock, raised his right hand, and waved it hard:
"start!"
Lou Cheng exerted force on his feet, and his bent knees suddenly straightened up. His whole body was thrown out like a strong wind, and he shortened the distance between him and his opponent in the blink of an eye.
Pan Chengyun was as calm as water, his back muscles squirmed, and he made a sliding step to the right without making a head-on collision.
But at the same time, Lou Cheng's spine suddenly bounced, like a dragon turning its body, swinging its center of gravity to the left, and actually changed direction before his opponent!
In an instant, Pan Chengyun threw himself into a trap. He saw Lou Cheng's foot violently stepped on him, his back swinging rapidly, and his fist was about to come out.
Oops! He secretly thought, he could only grit his teeth, visualize, tighten his buttock muscles, stimulate the tail vertebrae, and suddenly throw himself to the side with the urgency of being burned by fire.
Lou Cheng was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. He stepped on the bricks and smashed the bricks into pieces. He then jumped forward without missing a beat.
As soon as Pan Chengyun's feet landed, he noticed that his opponent was chasing him nearby, so he had to lower his center of gravity, use the force to rebound, and bulged up his muscles, completing the first burst of "Invasion Like Fire".
He turned around suddenly, and his right arm was like a big gun, and he stabbed back fiercely.
Lou Cheng's long-prepared fist suddenly punched out, the river in his mind froze, and the cold wave surged through his body with overwhelming force.
Bang!
The two fists collided, and Lou Cheng's body shook, while Pan Chengyun felt an icy coldness instantly spread from his arms to his whole body, freezing his muscles and fascia.
His face immediately turned blue, and his body trembled involuntarily. He wanted to muster the courage to avoid his opponent's series of blows, but the power of his legs became obviously slow.
Lou Cheng shook his arm and punched out, stopping at Pan Chengyun's throat. The referee's announcement was heard in his ears:
"Lou Chengsheng!"
Pan Chengyun shuddered, and suddenly recalled in his mind that when he faced Lin Que, he was defeated in just two moves.
After more than two months of hard work, why are there still two tricks...
This was an expected victory. Lou Cheng was not too ecstatic. He was overflowing with relaxation and celebrated with Yan Zheke in the air. Then he nodded to Pan Chengyun, turned around and walked out of the stands without saying anything else, because
I feel like anything I say will hurt this friend.
"He really dodged to the right..." Yan Zheke glanced sympathetically at Pan Chengyun on the stage, turned around and forgot about him, high-fiving Lou Cheng in celebration with bright eyes.
Lou Cheng had already received the form from the competition supervisor and said half-jokingly: "It seems that his master never reminded him of this."
The two held hands and walked happily to the office of the Martial Arts Association without looking back at the ring.
The staff member took the form, called up the corresponding video, confirmed the final result, and said with a smile:
"Hello, as a ninth-level professional, you automatically become a member of the Martial Arts Association. Do you need to withdraw?"
"Don't retreat." Lou Cheng was not a fool.
The staff read the terms and said: "As a formal member of the Martial Arts Association, you need to pay a membership fee of one thousand yuan every year, and the association will organize lectures for high-quality martial artists from time to time, and will also help you solve problems, such as coordinating legal resources, etc. In short
, you can get a lot of services.”
"As for your obligations, one is to maintain the reputation of the association, and the other is to cooperate as much as possible when the association holds high-density events and there are not enough referees. Of course, we will give a certain remuneration or contribution points of the same value, which can be exchanged for the association to collect
Martial arts related information, including but not limited to martial arts secrets."
"Do you have a question?"
"No." Lou Cheng shook his head.
After he said this, I really felt like I had become a ninth-level professional! (To be continued.)