When they saw Zhang Zhutong being knocked off the ring by Lou Cheng and heard the referee announcing the result, the entire audience was silent. Not a single audience member shouted or cheered. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but the stalemate and tension of the previous battle made them nervous.
I have been suffering all the time, as if I have also experienced such a difficult and fierce competition. When the winner is decided, no matter who I support, I will be relieved at first, and there will be a surge of exhaustion, both physically and mentally, and I will be happy.
Quiet.
It wasn't until Lou Cheng straightened his body, raised his hands in the air, and roared to the sky that their passion suddenly ignited and the sound suddenly boiled.
"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng!"
"Win! Win! Win!"
Various cheers echoed in the martial arts venue, forming a wave that almost overturned the ceiling.
However, they soon became quiet again, because Lou Cheng in the ring was holding his knees with both hands and breathing heavily, while his sweat on the big screen fell drop by drop, hitting the broken blue brick surface and splashing into countless pieces.
There are no clear spots, and the eyes have lost their depth and spirit, like a blind man who can only see darkness.
Will he be tired too?
Will he be tired too?
Is there any limit to even the most abnormal physical strength?
Thoughts passed through the hearts of the audience one by one, and they suddenly felt that this young warrior who had won the hard-fought battle was not a superman, but still a living and normal person like everyone else. He was no longer so distant and distant, and was so friendly that he felt like he could reach out and touch him.
, and in the battle just now, he really tried his best and squeezed all the bones out of his bones before he was able to surpass the level and win.
The good feelings in their hearts gradually increased without even realizing it.
Yan Zheke covered his mouth, his spirit was exhausted and his emotions were overwhelming.
Looking at Lou Cheng who finally showed his tired look on the ring, recalling his loud shout of "Come again" just now and his soaring momentum that completely suppressed Zhang Zhutong, she felt heartbroken, pity, pride, pride, excitement, joy, and wanted to ignore it
Regardless, I hugged my boyfriend hard!
Zhang Zhutong was lying on the ground next to the ring, and his thoughts gradually recovered. He saw the transparent glass ceiling and the rising moon that stood out strongly in the light pollution. He felt that the surroundings were peaceful and quiet, as if he was not in the martial arts venue.
Exposed to the shrouding white mist of the ultra-low temperature cold therapy system.
Lost?
After waiting for three years and training hard for three years, you just lost like this?
Although victory and defeat are common in military affairs, three years later, I have reached the age of twenty-six. Unless the rules are changed, it will be impossible for me to step on the youth competition stage and win this crown to prove myself. Even if I can be
If the age limit is relaxed, how far will Lou Cheng be able to grow in three years? Just thinking about it is scary.
It will never be possible, I will never win the Youth Championship.
Some things, once missed, will never come back.
Zhang Zhutong felt weak all over and his muscles ached. He wanted to just lie quietly like this, unwilling to get up and face the reality of failure. But in this silence, he heard the sound of labored breathing.
Tilting his head, he saw Lou Cheng, looking up at Lou Cheng, and saw his eyes that were dim and exhausted.
Is he tired?
His physical strength is not unlimited!
In an instant, intense annoyance and regret surged out, occupying Zhang Zhutong's mind and gnawing at his soul.
If I had known that he would be tired, if I had known that his limit was here, how could I have lost my position just now? He suppressed my momentum, affected my spirit, appeared sluggish, and exposed my flaws!
If I continue to play as before, I will be the winner!
After seeing Lou Cheng's limit clearly, Zhang Zhutong gritted his teeth and felt that he could win the final victory if he tried five or ten times more. However, the game was over and time could not be turned back.
If you lose, you lose. The winner enjoys the glory, and the loser has no excuse.
He smiled bitterly, got up, dusted himself off, and walked lonely to the lounge, bearing the regret and licking his wounds.
This is martial arts, this is life.
As soon as he took two steps, the audience came to their senses, and many people shouted:
"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng!"
Immediately afterwards, a sharp and childish female voice came out:
"!!"
The building is completed!
Listening to Wu Ting's scream and watching her jumping up and down, Wei Renjie smiled with complicated emotions and turned to look at Sun Yixing and Chu Weicai.
Chu Weicai and Sun Yixing said nothing, only gave a thumbs up.
Yes, Lou Cheng can take the top spot among the young warriors in this province!
Yes, he is a young warrior from this province!
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"Win, win!"
Only then did Lou Zhisheng dare to believe that his son had won the victory. He jumped up, forgetting the reserve of intellectuals, and shouted like a young man.
"Win, win..." Qi Fang pulled him, looked at the ring with concern, and asked nervously, "Is Chengzi okay?"
When he was in junior high school, one of his classmates died suddenly after being forced to run in circles!
"It's okay, it's okay. Look, he has recovered and is greeting everyone." Lou Zhisheng's eyes were always staring at the ring and the big screen. When he saw Lou Cheng's eyes regained a little sparkle, he walked around the edge and faced the audience.
, raised his hands and applauded.
"That's good, that's good!" Qi Fang breathed a sigh of relief, forgetting her age, and started to follow the excited audience around her.
Martial arts competitions are so exciting and thrilling! This is her intuitive feeling, but she can no longer say that for the sake of safety, she should not take the path of martial arts.
Son, you are our pride!
Looking at her cousin who was walking around the field to pay his respects as a winner, and thinking about the tired look in his eyes that briefly dimmed, Qi Yunfei suddenly felt clearly the hard work and dedication of brother Lou Cheng who was neither noisy nor fussy nor flamboyant nor showing off.
And the endurance of hardship, compared to the kind of person who talks too much, his uncontrollable exhaustion just now is more manly.
After recalling the punches and kicks that left a deep impression on him, the powerful shouts, the sense of strength of the bulging muscles, and the tyranny of the defeated enemy who could shake the ring with his stamped feet, Qi Yunfei blushed and smiled.
murmured:
"I've really become a brother-controller..."
She rarely looked around shyly, fearing that others would notice her mood, but Chen Xiaoxiao, Ma Xi, Qiu Hailin, Cao Lele and others all had their own reactions, excitement, and ideas, and no one paid attention to her at all.
…………
In the living room of the building.
Lou Yuanwei loosened his clenched fists due to the stalemate, and joy surged up and burst out.
But more emotions emerged in him immediately, and he stared at the TV with mixed emotions, looking at the tired Lou Cheng, and then walked around to pay his respects to Lou Cheng.
At this time, he felt that he could hardly remember what Lou Cheng had been like in the past ten years or so.
He has really undergone earth-shaking changes, which makes his relatives who are in constant contact feel an unspeakable strangeness.
I don’t even recognize it…
I really want to live like him, no, half, just one-tenth!
Old man Lou Debang was holding a homemade cigarette in his hand. He forgot to light it and muttered to himself blankly:
"Won?"
"Winning the top seed?"
Tens of seconds later, he suddenly woke up, touched his side, but couldn't find anything, so he shouted angrily:
"Zhiqiang, bring me my phone!"
I have to call them back one by one!
Lou Zhiqiang's body trembled when he was yelled at, then he looked at his wife with fierce eyes and whispered harshly:
"If you win, you win. Why are you so excited..."
…………
In the high school class group, after no one spoke for several minutes.
Lou Cheng’s other deskmate Wang Jie came out and said:
"I want Feng Chengzi to be my idol!"
Cao Lele followed:
"He is already my idol!"
Tao Xiaofei named Yao and said with a smile:
"Brother Lou has been my idol for a long time!"
You are so behind the times!
Not many students came out to express their feelings. Others were just joining in the fun at first and were excited about the incident. However, they felt quite happy when they witnessed a classmate whom they were not too familiar with or even a stranger truly achieve great honors. After becoming famous, they felt quite happy.
Because it's complicated, I don't want to speak at the moment.
Comparisons are harmful.
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In the live broadcast room of Xing Provincial TV Station, the host was silent for a moment before forcing a smile and saying:
"Teacher Yu Hong, what do you think of the result of this game?"
Yu Hong sighed with a smile:
"Lou Cheng is really a person who is good at creating miracles."
Within a month or two, if Lou Cheng and Zhang Zhutong played ten more games, they might be able to win one or two, but he did it at the most important moment and on the most critical occasion.
One game is worth ten!
No one can say or dare to say that he is weaker than Zhang Zhutong!
…………
After listening to the guest grandpa's comments and seeing Lou Cheng regaining his mobility, Yan Xiaoling put down her worries. The suppressed emotions in the past two days completely exploded, and she posted several posts in the form of a forum chat:
"Come on, come on! You guys, who are you guys saying that they can reach the semi-finals by relying on outside moves? Who will definitely kneel down when they meet Zhang Zhutong or Han Zhifei?"
"Come on, come on! Let's hurt each other!"
"Our Lou Cheng not only wants to make the top four, but also wants to reach the finals, and he also wants to step on the top seed!"
"It's not that he made it into the top four by making moves outside the game, it's that other people want to avoid him by making moves outside the game, right?"
"Come on, come on! Fuck your fucking off-the-charts! Fuck your fucking hypocrite! Fuck your fucking black man!"
After finishing the post, Yan Xiaoling couldn't help but gasp for breath, feeling tired and refreshed.
After seeing these contents, the entire forum fell into silence, Heizi didn't dare to show up, and other people seemed to have forgotten to reply.
After a while, "Huan Fan" said weakly: "It scared me to death. I originally wanted to scold those trolls, but when I saw your post, Xiao Changye, I was scared back... Zi, I didn't expect you.
This is the kind of person..."
"I didn't expect you to be a little Changye who loves to swear... The Unparalleled Dragon King" also replied weakly.
Yan Xiaoling glanced at the content she had just posted, covered her face and replied: "I'm so, so excited. I'll delete it. I can't leave any bad history."
"No need, do you still have a lot of black history? And I took screenshots of them all, saved them, and passed them on to my children and grandchildren in the future! Okamoto, who always loves Jun Okamoto," punched the ground and laughed.
"That's right, don't delete it, I suddenly feel that the profane classmate Yan Xiaoling seems to be more cute. The Unparalleled Dragon King" said "It's the most ridiculous thing in the world".
"It's so dark that it's naturally white, kid, I'm optimistic about you! Huan Fan" encouraged him with a pat on the shoulder.
The lip expert "Bull Demon King" also surfaced: "Classmate moderator, I want to give you a nickname."
"What nickname? I don't want the one that doesn't sound good!" Yan Xiaoling gave up on herself and almost shed tears.
What a sweet and adorable child I once was!
As soon as I entered the forum, I was as deep as the sea, and from then on my integrity was just a passerby!
"Bull Demon King" snickered and said: "In ancient times, accomplished sages were respectfully called 'Zi'. You have been doing it all the time, and your integrity has been lost. I decided to call you Caozi."
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After his thoughts were blurred, his breathing was affected, and it became difficult to recover, Lou Cheng paid more greetings to the stands where Yan Zheke's parents were sitting, endured the pain in his head, and the mental sleepiness, and walked slowly
I walked to the sidelines, got my cell phone back from the game supervisor, and entered the exclusive lounge step by step amid deafening cheers and applause.
He did not go to sleep directly to recuperate, because in this state, he could not hold Yuan Shouyi and enter tranquility. In other words, he could not enter a deep sleep. In that case, an hour and a half of rest would not restore much.
If you are tired, you will feel even more tired.
Therefore, you need to slow down for a while, let the fatigue naturally dissipate a little, and then perform the quiet exercise to fall asleep.
Sitting on the sofa, although his muscle condition had been restored by the golden elixir, he could not lift up his energy at all and was unwilling to move a finger, let alone take a hot bath.
Of course, on the other hand, he had a strong will, so he picked up his mobile phone with difficulty, logged into QQ, sent a message to Yan Zheke, and said eagerly:
"I'm so exhausted!"
Yan Zheke kept holding her cell phone, wanting to send a message but not daring to do so for fear of affecting Lou Cheng's recovery. When she saw the content that appeared, she was startled, knocked her head and said, "Why aren't you sleeping yet? You're not sleeping yet?"
Take the time to sleep!"
By the time the second semi-final is over, there will only be an hour and a half left!
Lou Cheng described the current situation of being unable to fall into silence and deep sleep, and said with a bad smile: "It's a pity, I have to prepare for the second game, otherwise I can go back to the hotel to share the joy of victory with you and enjoy your
My head was massaged…”
"Do you have a headache now?" Yan Zheke asked with concern.
"Well, my head hurts and my temples are swollen." Lou Cheng did not hide his state.
Although it is said that men should act strong and cannot be beaten down, at the right time, showing their true appearance in front of the girl they love can evoke her motherly glory and make her feel that she is needed and that both sides can feel the same.
There is no disguise between them, they are the most special ones.
Yan Zheke looked around and found that the cameras were pointed at the ring again, focusing on Han Zhifei and Liu Xunzhen who were walking towards the battlefield respectively, so he replied expressionlessly: "How about I press your temples?
?So that you can calm down quickly and fall asleep quietly."
She knew there were physical therapists on call in the exclusive lounge, but she just couldn't restrain her inner impulse.
"Okay! I'll pick you up at the door!" Lou Cheng didn't think about the physical therapist at all, and left the sofa with the perseverance to sit up in a dying illness.
"Yeah." Yan Zheke put away her cell phone, stood up, and walked along the aisle to the bathroom, intending to go around it.
"Kekeke, where are you going?" Gu Shuang was still immersed in the mood of "Woah, the men of the Keke family defeated Zhang Zhutong", but she was awakened by her best friend's strange behavior.
Yan Zheke's eyes were turning like stars, with a blush on his face and he said:
"lounge."
"Lounge, let's go together, uh, what kind of lounge is it?" Gu Shuang thought about it and blinked.
Xing Jingjing pulled her and whispered: "Stop asking."
"Oh" Gu Shuang prolonged his voice, understood, and showed an ambiguous smile, "Aren't you afraid of affecting his recovery? That's right, he is already so tired, what can he recover in an hour and a half? Maybe he will love it.
Incentives work better!”
Yan Zheke spat, did not dare to answer, and quickly walked towards the edge aisle.
She carefully avoided possible camera positions, and when the audience was focused on the ring, she stepped into the lounge with the door ajar, saw Lou Cheng waiting there, and saw the fatigue that made her feel distressed.
"I don't know why, but when I saw you, I suddenly felt less tired." Lou Cheng said with a smile, his heart filled with warmth and joy.
"Bragging~" Yan Zheke glanced at him, "Go back to your room and rest."
Lou Cheng held her hand, ignoring the looks of passers-by like Fang Siqi, and walked straight back to the exclusive lounge. As soon as he entered and closed the door, he hugged the girl tightly and kissed the fragrance on her body.
Then, the two kissed lightly and deeply with gentle passion.
After a few minutes, Yan Zheke took the initiative to push Lou Cheng away, and Baimei glared at him: "I'm so tired, but I still want to do bad things! I haven't even taken a shower yet, it stinks like hell!"
After a few words of anger, she asked with concern: "Have you recovered?"
"With the nourishment of love, of course I have recovered. I should be able to hug Yuan Shouyi." Lou Cheng snickered, "I'll take a bath first."
"No, lie down quickly. Anyway, we have to compete later and we will sweat." Yan Zheke pulled him to the large sofa and asked him to lie down. She sat next to him and rubbed him.
The temple said, "Go to sleep, go to sleep~"
"I'm afraid the smell of sweat will stink to you." Lou Cheng put the phone next to him and replied with a smile.
"Humph, it's good to know. I'll make a sacrifice." Yan Zheke learned some physical therapy and massage techniques this time, using both hands to soothe the swelling and pain in Lou Cheng's head with appropriate weight.
The smell of her boyfriend's sweat wafted into her nose, but she didn't dare to feel disgusted at all. She even felt dizzy and liked it, thinking it was very orange and manly.
While pressing, she listened to Lou Cheng's physical condition and found that he fell into a deep sleep within a minute.
With one hand free, Yan Zheke took her boyfriend's phone, unlocked it with her preset fingerprint, changed the mode to completely silent, then took out her own phone, and did the same thing.
"We can't let Cheng Zi be awakened..." The girl smiled lightly, proud of her carefulness and prudence, and did not stop the massaging movements on her hands.
Pressing and pressing, she saw an incoming call flashing on her mobile phone. The name on it was:
"Queen Mother"!
Queen Mother? Yan Zheke was startled and chose to answer the call. She leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Mom?"
Ji Mingyu chuckled and said, "Is it very quiet around here? In Lou Cheng's lounge?"
"You, how do you know?" Yan Zheke's face was full of cuteness, and she felt that the Queen Mother's power was boundless, so she could guess this!
"Your dad and I were watching the game live." Ji Mingyu replied leisurely, "I paid special attention to the door of the lounge and saw my daughter."
"Why are you here? You didn't even say a word..." Yan Zheke kept her voice low, "Dad, didn't dad see it?"
The Queen Mother is simply amazing!
"Don't worry, he has always been so slow." Ji Mingyu curled her lips, and on the quiet and empty road outside the venue, she laughed and said, "Keke, you are really like me, you have a good eye for choosing men, not bad."
When the two of them were dating, Lou Cheng was just an amateur martial artist who looked promising.
"Mom, why did you say this all of a sudden~" Yan Zheke was said to be extremely shy.
"A few words of emotion, Mom, I have never opposed your relationship with Lou Cheng. I also believe that you have enough vision. Once he has the ability to go on with you, you will not stand in the way. However, there are things like marriage.
There are too many areas that need to be adjusted, and there are too many conflicts in concepts and personalities. Just like shoes, only you know whether they fit well or not. Your dad is a doctor, and we live very well." Ji Mingyu said with emotion,
"Mom just wants you to walk a little slower and see clearly whether each other is a partner you can trust for a lifetime and grow old together. Don't rush to burn out your passion."
"Mom, I understand." Yan Zheke took a breath and replied.
After hanging up the phone, she reached out and rubbed her boyfriend's temples again.
Yan Zheke thought quietly as she looked at Lou Cheng's face that was not handsome but that she just liked, smelled the sweat from his body, and recalled the scene after scene between the two.
If there are no oranges around me in the future, my heart will feel empty and uncomfortable.
Just thinking about it makes me feel like I can hardly breathe.
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There was no fundamental breakthrough in Liu Xunzhen's superpower. Although it still caused a lot of trouble for Han Zhifei, it could not allow him to cross the gap between grades. After a few minutes of fighting, he was defeated.
Seeing that Han Zhifei was just taking a breath and not very tired, the audience who supported Lou Cheng suddenly fell silent and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
The next hour and a half was mainly about introducing the two finalists, stringing together the highlights of the previous days of this youth competition, reviewing them, and mixing in singing and dancing performances.
Seeing Lou Cheng going through all the obstacles and defeating powerful enemies one after another, with a much more difficult schedule than others, the audience became more and more silent and sentimental.
Zhang Zhutong watched Han Zhifei return and undergo dual relaxation with acupuncture and elixirs, and resisted the urge to invite him for ultra-low temperature cold therapy.
It is only a ten-minute drive from here to the Shenhuo Club, and the ultra-low temperature cold therapy itself can only provide short-term stimulation, so the time is more than enough.
However, doesn't this mean that he and Han Zhifei are teaming up to deal with Lou Cheng?
Zhang Zhutong's pride prevented him from speaking.
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An hour and twenty minutes later, Yan Zheke acted as an alarm clock and woke up Lou Cheng.
"How is it?" She blinked and asked with concern.
Lou Cheng shook his neck and replied with a smile: "I'm almost half recovered. My physical strength is fine, but my muscles and veins are affected by the furnace energy, so they are a bit painful and uncomfortable."
The Furnace Jin is different from the Wind Cold Jin. It is more corrosive in material, and the power gradually accumulated is not small. Even if it is dissipated, Lou Cheng will be injured to a certain extent.
"Hmm, let's go change clothes quickly." Yan Zheke didn't say much.
Lou Cheng changed into new martial arts uniforms and shoes, washed his face with cold water, showed his energetic appearance again, smiled slightly and said: "Are you going out later? Or just watch here?"
"Just here." Yan Zheke pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes widened, "Waiting for you to come back."
"Okay!" Lou Cheng chuckled, "Don't you call me dear, come on?"
"Rogue!" Yan Zheke spat, blushing on his face, and then hummed, "Turn around, turn around!"
"Okay, okay." Lou Cheng turned to the door, his back to her.
Yan Zheke stepped forward, hugged his waist, buried his face in his shoulder and neck, and said weakly:
"Dear, come on, dear."
No matter what the outcome is, I'm proud of you.
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In the arena match outside, the broadcast began to introduce the finals. As usual, the winner goes first:
"The finals of the 3rd Xing Province Youth Warrior Championship have begun. Let us welcome the first contestant, Building No. 18!"
"He defeated the No. 9 seed, the No. 5 seed, the No. 6 seed and the top seed all the way, and finally stood in the finals!"
The audience was still a little silent.
Lou Cheng left the lounge and walked along the path with focused lights towards the stone steps.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a cry:
"champion!"
The audience immediately burst into excitement, and one voice after another echoed around: