Lou Cheng curled his lips, stretched out his fist to touch Yan Zheke's hand, and whispered:
"I have to have Coach Yan shine on me."
Although the power of "bad luck" is troublesome and weird, it will never be so powerful that it cannot be defeated, especially "Old Man Mu" has limited strength and a simple arena scene. As long as he pays more attention to all aspects of the situation and plays cautiously, even if he is unlucky
It won't be too serious, the advantage in strength is enough to offset everything.
"Come here, sister, I'll lend it to you~" Yan Zheke's eyes flashed, her pink lips opened and closed, she replied in a low voice, and then took the initiative to bump Cheng's fist downstairs.
Lou Cheng put his coat on the spot, turned around and gave high-fives to his teammates one by one.
"We must win!" Li Mao, Sun Jian and others shouted worriedly.
Although they had full confidence in Lou Cheng's strength, Lin Que's loss was so weird and nerve-wracking that when thinking about some of "Old Man Mu's" previous victories, they couldn't help but feel uneasy and nervous.
Lucky people are all different, but unlucky guys are all different!
Lou Cheng smiled slightly, waved his fist and responded decisively:
"Must win!"
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Seeing Lin Que leave the stage, Lin Xiaozhi jumped up from the home team's seat, the rosary in his hand and the cross in his palm swaying.
"Captain is awesome!" She tied her hair into a high ponytail again, her brows and eyes filled with joy.
It certainly lived up to my expectations!
Jin Dali also pumped his fist excitedly, seeking approval and said: "The captain's consumption should not be high?"
It only blocked Lin Que's elixir-level explosion, and it wasn't a head-on resistance!
"Yeah, yeah, we're duel with Lou Cheng!" Lin Xiaozhi's ponytail bit by bit.
The power of "bad luck" is really amazing!
Thinking of this, she hurriedly lowered her head and re-examined whether she had missed or brought the wrong amulet.
Painful and happy!
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In the stands, Mu Jinnian, who had been shouting excitedly before, darkened his expression, pouted and stamped his feet:
"What a coincidence?"
"Isn't this cheating?"
You don’t need any superpowers if you have the ability! Compare your martial arts skills with our Lin Que!
It’s so frustrating to lose!
Amid Mu Jinnian's unreasonable muttering, Yan Xiaoling became nervous, and various scenarios of Lou Cheng's misfortune flashed through her mind.
"It's time to play, it's time to play! Come on, everyone consider yourselves your lucky stars!" she appealed in the live broadcast post.
"I will form the head! The Unparalleled Dragon King" is a joke.
"Uncle, what do you mean, I don't understand..." Yan Xiaoling looked confused.
The mood of the audience around her has returned from the trough, and has become excited again, full of imagination about the outcome of the game.
Both sides are the last player standing, why can't they expect victory?
Although Lou Cheng is a very powerful warrior, any accident can happen in a one-on-one duel, and the bad luck of the "disaster star" increases the probability of these accidents!
"Old Man Mu" is not good at creating miracles, but he is good at bringing his opponents to his level!
Our chances of winning are slim, but what if? Maybe?
The audience exhaled one by one, and there was a billowing wave of reverberation:
"Win him! Win him!"
"Win him! Win him!"
Lou Cheng ignored the loud shouts and walked steadily along the road to the ring, meeting Lin Que halfway.
There was no pain on Lin Que's face, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He just raised his hand out of habit and fist bumped with Lou Cheng.
Hey, this is not the uncle I know! With his ardent desire for victory, shouldn't he be very upset and uncomfortable now? Lou Cheng was a little surprised.
However, he was relieved of this doubt in the blink of an eye. He compared his own feelings and realized that after losing the game for no apparent reason, the most important psychological activity was definitely not pain, but thinking about why he lost, where he lost, and what to do next time.
Do this to avoid making the same mistakes.
My uncle should be at this stage!
When the two of them were about to pass each other, Lin Que suddenly spoke and said:
"Be careful, no problem."
Sure enough... Lou Cheng verified his speculation and said with a happy smile:
"rest assured!"
As he spoke, he passed Lin Que and strode to the stone steps. His momentum gradually accumulated, as if a violent storm was sweeping in. Mu Yu suddenly had the illusion that the temperature in the arena had dropped a lot, and he shuddered subconsciously.
.
When Lou Cheng stood opposite him, his aura was already as strong as a rainbow, like an abyss or an ocean. He could weaken the enemy's fighting spirit and affect their judgment without using any action.
The referee looked left and right, raised his right hand again, and spat out the energy from his Dantian:
"The fifth round begins!"
Lou Cheng didn't think about attacking, but was cautious, watching all directions, listening in all directions, fully aware of the conditions on the arena floor and his own body, and staying calm to avoid any accidents.
Mu Yu unleashed his supernatural powers without any reservation, and with a flourish of his crane step, he circled around and approached his opponent as if he were leaping and flying.
Suddenly, his right foot went free and fell into the ground, and his body fell forward involuntarily!
Of course, the soft place Lin Que's soles stepped on was not just the previous one!
Lou Cheng was not unlucky yet, but Mu Yu had tasted the "trap" that Lin Que had tasted!
Click!
His right foot was in the air, and his body fell forward. Seeing that he was about to stagger and kneel towards Lou Cheng, he hurriedly moved his spine, used muscle strength, and forced his center of gravity back.
This pull was too hard. Instead of falling forward, Mu Yu leaned back and took two steps back.
Stab! As he was retreating, he was slightly flustered and didn't pay attention to his steps. He stepped on the smooth traces left by Lin Que's sliding low kick to Jin Dali.
After a quick brush, Mu Yu slipped his left foot back and did a split.
Then, he heard the sound of fabric tearing, which was so sweet and thrilling.
Tear!
Mu Yu's crotch split open, revealing a red color.
Lou Zhi stood there, staring at this scene with his mouth open. Because the situation was too strange, he did not dare to attack for fear of falling into a trap.
"What happened?" Lou Cheng responded in confusion.
In a panic, Mu Yu stabilized his figure, saw his boxer briefs from the corner of his eye, his face suddenly turned the same color, and several thoughts suddenly flashed through his mind:
how so?
Did I finally reach my limit after wearing this martial arts uniform for a little over half a year?
What was the reason for the series of accidents?
"How could this happen?" Lin Xiaozhi held the cross and stared blankly at the ring, not understanding what happened.
The unlucky one is not Lou Cheng, but the captain!
She shyly glanced at Mu Yu's red boxers, and an idea came to her out of nowhere:
Well, the captain also believes in metaphysics!
"How could this happen?" Jin Dali rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had actually been knocked unconscious by Lin Que just now and was currently dreaming.
"How could this happen?" Yan Zheke's eyes widened and his mouth almost became an O-shape, a rare loss of composure.
The orange is not unlucky, but the disaster star has its own misfortune?
Is there really such a thing as brilliance?
"How could this happen?" Cai Zongming touched his chin and punched Li Mao hard.
"What are you doing?" Li Mao came back to his senses and looked sideways at him.
I'm not dreaming... Cai Zongming said with a smile:
"Don't you think this is weird?
"It's very strange. Could it be that the disaster star's backlash has arrived early? But isn't his backlash always aimed at others?" Li Mao forgot about the previous punch.
How could this happen... Lin Que frowned, feeling rarely at a loss. Old Shi next to him chuckled and nodded thoughtfully.
How could this happen... The audience in the stands were all dumbfounded, with dumbfounded expressions. They suspected that this was a masquerade. The person wearing the "Loucheng mask" was the captain Mu Yu. The unlucky "Old Man Mu" was actually
It's Lou Cheng.
They had time to sigh and be surprised, but Mu Yu couldn't. If he was in the split state and was bullied by Lou Cheng, he wouldn't be able to withstand two or three moves!
With many thoughts in his mind, he made a quick decision, lying down, rolling to the side, and hiding the killer move of the silent vaginal leg.
Lou Cheng looked at it like this and did not attack blindly. He hadn't figured out what happened yet and didn't know if it might affect him. Of course, he had to be cautious first.
After rolling and rolling, seeing that his opponent did not seize the opportunity to attack, Mu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and the carp stood upright, then stood up again and put on airs again.
But at this moment, a few round stone fragments brought by his lazy donkey's rolling stopped exactly where he landed.
Stab! Mu Yu's feet slipped again, and before he could straighten his body, he leaned back again. He fell down and landed on his back. He fell hard and his head was slightly dizzy.
He hurriedly rolled again to avoid the enemy's attack.
Lou Cheng watched Mu Yu's "performance" with his mouth twitching, almost forgetting that he was still in the ring.
What on earth is he going to do?
Mu Yu rolled a few times, and his touch suddenly disappeared. He suddenly found that he had reached the edge of the ring, with most of his body outside, and fell down in the air!
He was startled, the fascia muscles of his palms stretched out, and his five fingers stretched out, trying to hold onto the ring. However, for some reason, he was still half a beat too late, with only the tip of his finger touching the edge.
Plop! Mu Yu fell to the ground next to the ring, his eyes dazed and dull.
It wasn't just him who was stunned, Lou Cheng was also stunned. His mouth opened slightly and he almost blurted out "Fuck me."
I haven't even made a move yet, so I won?
Not only that, after the game started, I didn’t even move!
The referee was stunned for more than ten seconds, glanced at Lou Cheng suspiciously, raised his right hand and said:
"In the fifth round, Lou Cheng wins!"
"The final result is that Songcheng University Martial Arts Club wins!"
Dang! The cross in Lin Xiaozhi's hand fell to the ground, and he murmured to himself in horror: "This metaphysics is wrong. What can be understood is not metaphysics."
"Did God get the wrong script?" Jin Dali blurted out, as if talking in his sleep.
The spectators in the stands looked at each other in confusion, and for the time being they did not feel the frustration and pain of failure.
We may have watched a fake match!
This should be considered an unbelievable event on campus? There was not even a single fight in the game, and the "disaster" defeated himself to make his opponent unlucky!
At the visiting team's seat, Cai Zongming opened his mouth a little bit and said: "This is the strangest game I have ever seen."