In the office of the martial arts club, there are not only veteran team members such as Lou Cheng and Lin Que, but also freshmen such as He Zi, Mu Jinnian, Wang Dali and others who have just been training for two weeks. Shu Rui is also directing the camera to record this daily life.
The weather has turned cold in late October. She came here every now and then without wearing professional attire. She wore a thin and lazy sweater with a knee-length skirt. She just exuded the atmosphere of a student, which made Li Mao
Wang Dali and others would take a peek from time to time.
"You guys just relax, don't worry about the camera, as long as we don't exist, just talk as usual." Shu Rui looked around with bright eyes, looking for details that could create a topic.
No one takes her words seriously. Who is willing to have her bad side recorded or even played for thousands of households to enjoy?
He Zi and other new team members, who had not experienced any interviews, quietly moved their positions and found human flesh to cover each other. Only old man Shi didn't care, happily drinking small wine and chewing strange-flavored peanuts. As for Lin Que, he inserted his hands into
Kabuto stood there, as cold as ever, with clear lines on his profile and tightly pursed lips.
On the computer screen, the speeches of several guests continued, which made people sleepy.
Lou Cheng leaned back in his chair, took out his mobile phone, quickly pressed the keyboard, and sent a message to Yan Zheke beside him. He covered his face and shed tears and said, "It's really uncomfortable to have a camera."
Since she knew in advance that there would be a shooting and that Shu Rui would come, Yan Zheke tidied up a lot before going out, smeared something on her face, wore a gentle cotton skirt, and stockings to cover her legs. Under the light, her features were picturesque,
Bright and youthful, Lou Cheng couldn't help but praise her as a little fairy several times before.
After she caught sight of her boyfriend's movements, she tacitly took out her mobile phone, browsed the messages, and replied with a "cover your mouth and laugh" expression: "Don't you think this is weird? You have to use your mobile phone to chat face to face."
"I can't help it. Who told comrades from journalists to look at me with eager eyes!" Lou Cheng felt heartbroken and buried his head in replying.
"Can't you bear not to chat with me for a while?" Yan Zheke said arrogantly as she looked up at the sky, but her heart felt sweet.
Lou Cheng replied categorically: "No!"
Yan Zheke's eyebrows arched, he touched his head and said, "Okay then, I'll take care of you, sister~!"
"Hehe, you are so cute every time you call yourself sister." Lou Cheng said with a "smirk".
"Really? Is this the only time it's cute?" Yan Zheke said, "Sit upright and wait for praise."
"No, it's even more cute when you call me a pervert!" Lou Cheng replied with a wicked smile.
Pfft... After seeing this news, Yan Zheke immediately bit her pink lips and trembled slightly. It was very hard to hold back the laughter, and it was also hard to resist the urge to glare at her boyfriend, pinch him and kick him.
, she gritted her teeth and pressed the keyboard angrily:
"I'm going to call the police!"
Lou Cheng raised the corner of his mouth unconsciously and almost laughed out loud. He finally controlled the expression on his face and continued to flirt with classmate Ke Xiaoke. In the eyes of Shu Rui and others, they were just idle and bored.
Playing on mobile phone.
After chatting, Lou Cheng remembered something and said with a question mark on his head:
"Keke, doesn't it mean that after the non-human level, the root marrow gradually changes, and the offspring may be born with supernatural powers? Why hasn't your cousin awakened?"
During this time, he was also thinking about how to help his uncle improve his physical shortcomings. After thinking about it, this doubt arose.
Keke's grandfather is Ji Jianzhang, the elder of Shushanzhai, who was a first-grade Waigang decades ago. Her grandma, Dou Ning, is also a Waigang and an elder of Shushanzhai. The offspring of their union should have a high chance of awakening supernatural powers.
That's right.
"Idiot Chengzi, you also said it's possible, but it's just possible~" Yan Zheke said "laughing and crying", "Furthermore, the changes in the root marrow at the non-human level are very small and unstable, and the probability of offspring inheriting superpowers is quite high.
Low, you must become a Wai Gang for the probability to become realistic. My uncle and my aunt were born when my grandpa was in the low-grade Dan realm and the inhuman level, and they didn't inherit it, uh, or it didn't show up.
Only my mother, who is the youngest daughter of the couple's mother-in-law, has awakened her powers."
"Ah, does the Queen Mother have special powers?" Lou Cheng was startled.
Yan Zheke made a "cheers" expression exclusive to middle-aged and elderly people: "Congratulations, you got the answer right!"
"But the Queen Mother is careless in martial arts and superpower training. She doesn't pay enough attention, and her overall combat strength is only weak to the eighth level..." She added with a facepalm, "My aunt is my grandfather and grandma. Both are inhuman."
Born at different levels, there may be inherited changes. My brother may have awakened something at some point... Hey, logically speaking, the probability of me awakening my powers should be quite high, but my inherent deficiencies have shown nothing.
come out……"
Lou Cheng said with a "hug" expression: "Don't be sad, science and technology are developing, martial arts are developing, maybe your congenital shortcomings will be cured sometime!"
"You stole what I said~!" Yan Zheke scolded.
"This is a retelling of your teachings, Coach Yan!" Lou Cheng took the opportunity to praise.
Yan Zheke "put his hands on his hips and shook his head", feeling proud, and then "covering his mouth" and laughing: "Actually, I'm not too sad about this now. I'm used to it, and I've looked away~ and I'm a little lucky."
"What are you glad about?" Lou Cheng asked "at a loss".
"Hey, I'll tell you later~" Yan Zheke lowered his eyes and replied softly.
If it weren't for my congenital disadvantages, my life trajectory would definitely be different. I probably wouldn't have stayed in Xiushan to study in high school, and I probably wouldn't have come to Songcheng to study. In that case, we wouldn't have known each other, hugged, or kissed each other.
We are like passers-by, we can only look at each other more than once.
Being able to meet you in my youthful years is the luckiest thing that has happened in my life till now.
When we are old and still holding hands, I will tell you.
At this time, the guests had finished their speeches, the singing and dancing performances had ended, and the powerful Waigang people invited for this lottery ceremony came onto the stage.
She is "Witch" Qian Hui, twenty-seven years old. In the first half of the year, she was the main force of the second-level Haiyuan Club in Waigang. They are very hopeful to break into the top ranks.
The reason why the organizing committee invited this new strong person as a guest is because she has a close relationship with the university martial arts competition.
Before the influx of a large number of geniuses such as Peng Leyun and Ren Li, Qian Hui was a representative figure in this circle. She was also one of the few cases where she could reach the pinnacle of martial arts step by step after attending university. It has considerable symbolic significance and inspires
Generations of juniors and juniors followed behind.
Qian Hui had a shaved head and looked like a feminine boy, but her eyes were as deep as the sea and had a strange charm. The host did not dare to look at her, and stiffly looked to the side while announcing the next process.
According to the popular saying, "witches" possess the power of hypnosis!
When Qian Hui made a brief speech, the broadcast screen switched to the stands, scanning the top two teams from the previous session, Shanbei University Martial Arts Club and Sanjiang University Martial Arts Club.
Peng Leyun sat leaning against the back of the chair, his body relaxed, his eyes empty, and his mind wandering to the sky. People who know him well know that this is his habit and style, but people who don't know better think that he is arrogant and does not care about his opponents at all.
Don't care about the draw.
The bags under Xu Wannian's eyes were as heavy as usual. He straightened his back subconsciously and paid attention to the lottery that was about to begin. Next to him, Fang Zhirong had many freckles on his face. He was a handsome little boy, but his expression clearly revealed a rebellious attitude.
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At the seat of Sanjiang College, Qu Hui was wearing a tuxedo and seemed calm and calm, but his hands had changed their posture and were clasped in front of his belly, with his fingers clasped tightly.
Qian Hui didn't speak for long and turned to the main topic. On behalf of the organizing committee, she announced the adjustment of the competition system of this university martial arts meet.
The previous part has not changed, there are still four groups with four seeds. The remaining teams will be drawn and eliminated in two or three rounds to enter the corresponding group. Those drawn to the left position will have the advantage of home court, and the group stage will still be a single round-robin.
, the first two appear.
After that, there will be a cross-match, with the first and second place fighting, and the top eight knockout rounds will be held to determine the top four.
At this point, the elimination system was supposed to continue, with the winner going to the Imperial Capital. However, in order to ensure that the strong teams did not lose their qualifications due to early collisions, the organizing committee made adjustments. The four teams then played in a single round, and the top two entered the national finals.
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As a result, there will be one more round of competition in the end, and this Budokai regional competition will be moved forward by a week accordingly, and will be held next week after the end of the professional qualification competition.
"That's a good thing!" Cai Zongming didn't hesitate to smile.
This means that even if Shanbei is encountered in advance, Songda Martial Arts Society still has great hope of appearing!
"It seems that we have to attack Shanbei at least once." Li Mao said with emotion.
The top four places require a single cycle!
Lou Cheng first looked at Yan Zheke and smiled, then turned to look at his uncle and made a fist gesture to him.
Peng Leyun arrived as scheduled!
Lin Que stretched out his hand from his trouser pocket, clenched his fist in response, and a blazing fire ignited in the depths of his eyes!
Old Man Shi chuckled and poured the last sip of wine down his throat.
"Group A, Shanbei University...Group B, Haiyuan College...Group, Shannan University...Group D, Sanjiang College..." Qian Hui first drew the seed teams.
The top four remain unchanged from last year, which shows their dominance.
The drawing of lots continued, and teams were drawn one after another, each with its own joys and sorrows.
"Group, fifth knockout match, home team, Songcheng University Martial Arts Club!" the guest announced with bright eyes.
Lou Cheng and Lin Que are already famous!
"We'll play Shannan in the group stage..." Yan Zheke whispered to himself in a low voice, his dimples looming.
Shannan and Haiyuan are half a step behind Sanjiang, while Sanjiang is several positions behind Shanbei.
Li Mao and others did not hide their joy, they fist-bumped each other to celebrate, forgetting that there was a camera recording everything.
Lou Cheng coughed twice, cleared his throat, and reminded:
"Shannan is not weak either. This year it should be the main lineup with three positions and nine positions. Moreover, the leader Mu Yu is a superpower and is known as the 'disaster star', so he is not that easy to deal with."
"Understood!" Several members of the martial arts club answered happily.
With you and Lin Que, what disaster are you afraid of?
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Members of the Shannan University and Martial Arts Club also gathered together to watch the draw.
When "Songcheng University" entered the group, they held their breath, quieted the atmosphere, and suppressed their feelings.
"It's okay. Even if we lose, we can qualify as second in the group." After a long time, Mu Yu comforted his teammates.
He is born with an old face. A young man in his early twenties looks like he is forty or fifty years old. He is often ridiculed as "Old Man Mu". His special power is "bad luck". Any opponent who competes with him will be inexplicably unlucky.
Drinking cold water will also hurt your teeth, and when he wins the game, there will be backlash around him. One of the people he knows will randomly be unlucky for three days, and the degree is relatively minor.
Because of this incident, the Shannan University Martial Arts Club has no coach or instructor...
"Maybe we won? Captain, I used to believe in science, but now I believe in you!" Lin Xiaozhi, another main force in the martial arts club, tried his best to cheer everyone up.
She wears a high ponytail and has a refreshing and clean temperament. She wears a necklace with a Taoist amulet around her neck, a illuminated Buddhist bead on her left wrist, and a small cross in her right hand. Her clothes are embroidered with Arabic characters, which represent various religions.
Everything to fight against bad luck is superimposed on the body.
"Fight, you won't know until you fight!" Mu Yu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
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"The fifth knockout round, the away team..." The guest selected Song University's opponent in the first knockout round, "Kwannan College."
"Guannan Academy!" In the office of Songda Martial Arts Club, Li Mao, Sun Jian, Cai Zongming and others were stunned at first, then ecstatic.
It was because of their defeat to them last year that the Martial Arts Club failed to qualify for the group stage, and everyone has been feeling resentful!
Now, I finally have a chance to take revenge. The situation has changed, and now it’s my home!
Lin Que closed his eyes, inserted the five fingers of his right hand into his trouser pocket again, and made a fist inside.
Lou Cheng perked up, looked at Yan Zheke happily, and smiled at the camera that turned around.