Chapter 223: Come again next time (End of this part)
"The spirit of chasing, the spirit of exerting oneself, the spirit of fighting..." Lou Cheng was shocked when he heard this. He couldn't help but think smart. He kept reciting these three kinds of energy silently, and crawled out of the swamp of regret and self-blame.
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Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that you cannot recover after failure!
Seeing his reaction, Old Man Shi smiled with satisfaction: "Donglin Team can only be regarded as a small bump in your martial arts road. When you cross this threshold and look back, you will find that it is nothing.
You should set your sights higher. The opponents you really need to chase, challenge and defeat are in the university martial arts club! Haha, when Peng Leyun was at the eighth level, fighting Zhou Zhengquan was like you fighting most of the ninth level now."
After this incident, he seemed to have acquiesced in disclosing the master-disciple relationship between the two parties and carried out teachings calmly.
Lou Cheng took a deep breath and felt that his next goal became clearer.
That is to sprint towards the "big devil" Peng Leyun who has been lingering in his ears this year, and to get closer to the real genius who was regarded as his role model by his master from the beginning of martial arts training, until he catches up with him!
If Peng Leyun cannot win the university martial arts championship before graduation, then even if he and Lin Que are lucky enough to win this honor, they will be full of regrets!
Old Shi didn't say anything more, and turned his head to look at Sun Jian: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you go up quickly? Let's start well and end well."
Because the last game was a 2-3 loss, even if Sun Jian defeated Hou Yue, who was in very bad shape, the final score would be a draw, and a "substitute game" would be added, while the Donglin team still had a place.
The strong professional ninth-level Li Shengnan who did not play, and the Songda Martial Arts Club did not even have the amateur first-level, so there would be no surprises in the result. Therefore, Sun Jian did not rush to appear, and it did not matter if Hou Yue recovered, since it would not change the overall situation anyway.
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"Okay!" Sun Jian nodded and walked towards the stone steps with mixed feelings.
It would be great if our substitutes were stronger...
Hou Yue hit the "Waterfall" three times in a row on the ring. Not only was he extremely exhausted, but his body was still affected by the shock. He could no longer run around the arena. Sun Jian carefully swam around him for a while and found that
The opponent seemed to have difficulty even taking steps, so he mustered up the courage to get close to him and launched "Blizzard Twenty-Four Strikes", easily winning the victory in just a few moves.
The referee raised his right hand and shouted calmly:
"In the fifth round, Sun Jian wins."
Under normal circumstances, the audience would have cheered and cheered for Sun Jian and applauded the martial arts club, but now, they were silent and even sobbing, as if they were witnessing a tragedy unfolding.
They had received popular science before the game, knew the rules, and knew that the substitutes in their own martial arts club could not compete with their opponents.
Sure enough, the referee continued to announce:
"The result of this game is that Songda Martial Arts Club wins, and the total home and away records are tied!"
“The extra ‘substitute battle’!”
Old Man Shi looked at Li Mao and others, sighed and said:
"Want to compete?"
Yes, are you going to compete? There is no way to win the game, and there is no way to reverse the result... Li Mao and Lin Hua were silent for a while, a little confused.
Why waste physical energy and effort?
Yan Zheke lowered her eyelashes, covering her eyes, and forced a smile:
"Of course we have to play! Coach Shi, didn't you say before that we are here to practice in actual combat? How can we not play when there is a competition?"
"That's right." Old Man Shi blushed and said with a dry smile, "Then go ahead."
Old man, I almost forgot this slogan...
"Aren't you going to cheer for me?" Yan Zheke stretched out her palm towards Lou Cheng, her eyes red and bright.
Lou Cheng took a breath and said in a voice that could only be heard by both parties.
"Come on, Coach Yan!"
With a snap, the two of them clapped their hands.
Yan Zheke turned around, walked down the seat, and walked towards the stone steps. He felt sad, sad, pity, regret, but also had a firm belief:
We can lose, but we can't admit defeat!
Seeing this beautiful girl who seemed to have no place in a violent arena walking towards the battlefield without hesitation, the audience seemed to be infected and calmed down, and there were sporadic cheers.
To this extent, we are good enough!
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There are not many miracles in the world. Yan Zheke's fierce attack at the beginning really shocked Li Shengnan, but with more experience and strength than her opponent, she quickly stabilized her position and launched a counterattack, three times.
Five divided by two won the victory. Li Mao and Lin Hua then took turns challenging, but failed to break through the wall.
The referee took a breath and said loudly:
"In the substitute battle, Donglin team wins!"
"The final result is that Donglin team wins!"
There was another moment of silence, and deep sadness echoed in the martial arts hall. Yan Zheke bit her lower lip, pulled Lou Cheng with mist in her eyes and said, "Chengzi, let's go say thank you to everyone."
Lou Cheng originally had this idea, but after failing to bear the burden of victory, he was a little afraid to face the enthusiastic classmates and see their disappointed eyes and sad expressions.
At this time, hearing his girlfriend's proposal, he took a deep breath and said:
"good!"
Men cannot be timid. Since it is my responsibility, I must face it personally!
No matter whether they are disappointed, scolded, or even throw things away, I will bear it and make up for it in the next game.
Lou Cheng stood up, patted Sun Jian, Li Mao and others, led them to the stands, held hands, and bowed in unison.
Thank you for your support, thank you for cheering, thank you for shouting, and thank you for your sadness.
Just when Lou Cheng was ready to bear everything, a hoarse shout suddenly sounded from the stands:
“Come next time!”
Come back next time... Lou Cheng and others were stunned, a little unresponsive.
The audience in this stand was silent at first, and then shouted noisily:
"Come next time! Come again next time! Come again next time!"
Win for us next time!
The voices gradually became uniform, affecting other stands, and all the spectators shouted in unison:
"Come again next time! Come again next time!"
No complaints, no disappointments, only encouragement, only expectations!
Lou Cheng, who has always believed that a man can't shed tears easily, and a man can bleed without shedding tears, suddenly his eyes were hazy and the bridge of his nose was sore. He once again led several teammates to bow deeply, thanking him for this love and support!
It’s great to have you, we will win it back next time!
"Come again next time! Come again next time!"
The shouts from the audience reached thousands of households through radio waves, causing Yan Xiaoling, Huan Fan and other girls to burst into tears. They cried so hard that they followed with choked sobs and shouted, "Next time, come again, come again next time..."
"Come again next time! Come again next time!"
Shu Rui, who had only been out of school for a year, couldn't help but be infected by the atmosphere. She sniffed a little sourly, fearing that she would cry in shame. At the same time, there was still a worry lingering in her mind, what to do, Song Da
If she loses, what will she do when she interviews Lin Que later... Thinking of this, she really wanted to cry.
"Come again next time! Come again next time!"
Lou Cheng turned his head to look at Yan Zheke with blurred vision, and found that the girl's eyes were misty and her eyes were red, but he tried not to cry.
"Cry." He shook the girl's hand.
Yan Zheke took a breath, smiled uglier than crying and said, "I don't cry when I'm sad..."
"Come again next time! Come again next time!"
Li Liantong, Fan Yanxi and others had already shed tears and were completely immersed in this atmosphere, crying and shouting.
Laughing can make people remember it all the time, while crying can make people remember it forever.
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After the game, Lou Cheng took a shower, changed his clothes, and walked out of the locker room.
He was already familiar with the road and knew that there would be an interview waiting for him, so he finished early.
Shu Rui saw him in surprise and laughed: "Classmate Lou Cheng, I thought you would come out last."
Lou originally wanted to make a joke and said, "It was a victory before, so I will give the limelight to everyone. Today is a failure, and I will bear the responsibility first." However, he was really not in the mood and just replied politely: "I didn't know you would be waiting for the interview."
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Good boy! How much better than that Lin Que! Shu Rui complained and brought the topic on track: "You seem to be in a low mood. Today's game is very important to you?"
"Every game is very important to me." Lou Cheng said concisely, "Failure will definitely make people unhappy."
Shu Rui thought for a while and said: "Then let me ask boldly, what do you think of this failure? Where do you think you lost? What areas need improvement?"
"We are almost the same as the Donglin team. We both have a chance to win. This time, it is mainly because I have been going smoothly and am a little bit dizzy. I always want to win the opponent in one go. Otherwise, I would not be able to fight against the Zhou Zhengquan Dan realm.
" Lou Cheng said sincerely and took up his responsibility.
Men can’t shirk it!
As for whether it was because of the simplified version of Wai Gang's move, he would definitely not say that since he didn't make it, it was a rare trump card.
Shu Rui thought about it thoughtfully and said with relief: "It's normal to be young and frivolous. Knowing how to reflect and review is a sign of maturity. By the way, Lou Cheng, you will participate in the National University Martial Arts Conference in the second half of the year. What are your goals?
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"Well, let's hit the national finals." Lou Cheng didn't say that his goal was Peng Leyun, the championship, because he would definitely be laughed at crazily.
Even though you are strong and strong, you are still not at the same level as Peng Leyun, or even far behind, and his improvement is no slower than yours!
"Then I wish you success." Shu Rui ended the brief interview.
She interviewed Yan Zheke and others one after another, and then faced the ultimate challenge, Lin Que, who had an expression deficiency on his face.
"Classmate Lin Que, how do you think you performed in today's competition?" Shu Rui tried his best to look at it from the perspective of a martial arts competition.
Lin Que said indifferently: "Not good."
"Why?" Shu Rui has the urge to go crazy again. Can't you answer it in one breath? How can you make it like a voice assistant, asking and answering questions.
"I didn't expect Zhou Zhengquan to explode three times in a row as soon as he started." Lin Que's eyes were filled with pain.
If I had played a little better and left an impact on Zhou Zhengquan, the outcome would definitely be different...
Shu Rui nodded and asked: "The university martial arts meet will be held in the second half of the year. What are your plans and expectations?"
Lin Que was silent for a few seconds and replied:
"Practice hard."
After saying that, he passed Shu Rui and walked towards the venue gate.
Hearing this answer, Shu Rui felt inexplicably sad. If Lin Que said "keep it secret" or "I won't tell you", then she could feel that he was in a good mood and had a dry sense of humor. But now, he must be in pain.
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Time flies, and more than a month has passed since the game in May.
The summer heat was burning, and Lou Cheng stood beside the lush trees, closing his eyes and imagining the thunder clouds, compressing his muscles, squirming his abdomen, creating slight vibrations, and constantly strengthening the internal organs in his body.
Gradually, he felt that his heart was beating more and more forcefully, and the blood was gushing out, flowing clearly through every organ in the body. Under his own control, it quickly slowed down its beating without any difficulty, and the other organs also
However.
This is a sign that martial arts has been practiced in the body, and this is a sign of the peak of physical training!
The next step is to unify the whole body's energy and feel the taste of "collection"... Lou Cheng opened his eyes, his energy was strong and sharp.
He did not squeeze the golden elixir again to improve his powers, because he felt that this would conflict with his own artistic conception of "acquisition". Many superpowers have become more and more powerful, so that they are never able to advance to the elixir realm. He is a warrior.
You can't put the cart before the horse and confuse the priorities. You should wait until you realize the "receipt" and then look at the master and try to awaken.
In addition, Master said that the Fire Part Contemplation method is somewhat vague, and I should have the opportunity to get it for myself next semester.
Of course, these are all plans for the future. The most important thing now is:
Go home! Go back to Xiushan! Go back to Xiushan with Keke!
In his mind, he suddenly imagined a big sun falling from the sky and crashing into the frozen river. Yin and Yang collided fiercely.
Snap!
Lou Cheng swung out his fist and hit the trees in front of him. Then he retracted his hand and turned away without even looking.
As he left, the leaves suddenly fell from the tree. The leaves fell more and more rapidly, and the leaves became yellower and yellower, as if they had entered the coldest winter.