With Wu Shitong's departure, the central arena seemed to have turned into a kingdom that belonged only to Lou Cheng, leaving him to accept the cheers and applause alone. The bluestones under his feet seemed to be tinged with a layer of golden light reflecting the sunlight hanging from the transparent dome.
Lou Cheng looked a little embarrassed, and he followed the example of the five powerful Waigang warriors who bowed in all directions, receiving more enthusiastic applause and cheers.
He took a deep breath, turned and walked to the edge, took back his coat, cell phone and belongings from the game supervisor, and left along the stone steps.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly solidified, and he saw Ye Youting, who was wearing a pink and white martial arts uniform, standing near the ring, Bai Song, who had shined in the previous competition, and several professionals that he remembered from watching the competition in the past few days.
A ninth-level powerhouse, and in the stands farther away, he also spotted Wang Ye, who was staying in the same hotel and showed off his power in the arena with his iron palms.
Their postures are different, but their eyes are all focused on themselves!
In an instant, Lou Cheng's body felt as if there was an electric shock, and he felt numb for a while, and there was a subtle sense of accomplishment and lingering joy. Was it that the strong men of the ninth level of the profession were beginning to pay attention to their own competition?
Bang bang bang! Ye Youting faced Lou Cheng's gaze calmly and clapped, indicating that she had played well. Bai Song and other professional ninth-level experts beside her also nodded slightly and expressed their approval.
This is a kind of recognition from a strong person, recognizing that Lou Cheng is close to their class!
Feeling even more accomplished, Lou Cheng nodded in greeting and walked towards the more remote stands, wanting to share the joy of victory and recognition with Yan Zheke as soon as possible.
As he was going up the steps, looking for a seat with no one around him, a call suddenly rang in his ears:
"Loucheng!"
Who? Which acquaintance? Lou Cheng was shocked and stunned. He looked over blankly, but he only saw an unfamiliar face.
This unfamiliar face belonged to a young man. He gave a thumbs up and shouted to Lou Cheng:
"You played really well!"
The audience next to them also followed suit:
"Young man is awesome!"
"Not bad, not bad, this is the most exciting game in the past few days!"
Looking at the unfamiliar faces smiling at him, calling his name familiarly, and praising his performance, two lines of poetry suddenly popped up in Lou Cheng's mind: "Don't worry about the road ahead without friends, who will be the end of the world?"
People don’t know you.”
In a strange city, thousands of miles away from home, he felt a bit of the warmth and joy of returning to his hometown. They overflowed little by little and echoed in his heart. The sense of accomplishment was much greater than before!
"No wonder the Dragon King once said that when you have tasted the joy of victory, you will never want to experience failure again..." The thought flashed through his mind, and Lou Cheng nodded in response, with a bit of shyness like a new daughter-in-law getting into a sedan chair, and quickly hid.
Went to the corner of the stands.
Unlocking the phone screen and logging into QQ, he originally wanted to tease Yan Zheke with a crestfallen look, but the joy in his heart overflowed and he couldn't restrain himself, so he directly made a smiley expression with his arms akimbo: "I didn't let you down
Organization’s expectations!”
Yan Zheke quickly replied with the "yohee monkey beating his chest proudly" expression: "Not bad, not bad! But there is a question, who is the organization?"
"The organization's name is Yan Zhe Ke. Fortunately, you lent me your wisdom and character. I almost lost!" Lou Cheng replied with a smirk.
Yan Zheke made a clenched fist and cheered emoji: "It's good to know! Is the game thrilling?"
She is very interested in the Lou Cheng martial arts competition.
This made Lou Cheng couldn't help but think of the words of his classmate Cai Xiaoming, the "Sage of Love". When chatting with girls, it is essential to be in tune with them. God opened his eyes, and he and Yan Zheke had the biggest common hobby of martial arts.
"Wu Shitong may be one year younger than us, but he is very deep in the city. He took the opportunity that I didn't know about his martial arts skills and deliberately put on a posture where he could only smash the monument and open the monument, and it lasted for a long time.
, even though I was passive and slowly lost my vigilance, when I seized an opportunity and hit him in the chest, I discovered that his fundamental martial skill was the Golden Bell Shield, and he used this deliberate trap to capture it.
My wrist." Lou Cheng briefly described the scene that was still fresh in his memory.
Yan Zheke made a shocked emoji: "I was scared to death! If I hadn't already known that you won, I would never have thought that you could come back in this situation."
The girl's surprise doubled Lou Cheng's sense of accomplishment: "Fortunately, I am good at meditating and am good at condensing water. After he grabbed my wrist, through contact, I could hear it more clearly.
, can always predict his movements, block or attack the goal in advance, and gradually accumulate victory."
"Are you so strong?" Yan Zheke made a stunned onion-head expression.
But before Lou Cheng could reply, she added: "I just checked the official website, and your competition video is listed on it. Let me watch it first and then talk~"
The exciting competition in the central arena will undoubtedly be taken seriously by the organizers.
"Haha, remember to save it after reading it, and send it to me when I get back to the hotel." Lou Cheng replied with a smile on his face, looking at the central arena, watching the next game, observing and analyzing the moves of both sides,
And simulate your own response.
After a while, the QQ message sounded, and Yan Zheke posted a "cute expression of constantly grabbing snacks": "Even after hearing you say it first, I still sweated when I read it. I was so nervous. Fortunately, you
Ting Jin’s kung fu is amazing, otherwise he would definitely lose. Cheng Zi, you have become so strong all of a sudden... When Ting Jin fought hand to hand in the end, I felt that you were no worse than my cousin in this regard."
"Tingjin mainly depends on the level of tranquility and water condensation. I have talent in this area, and Coach Shi said that you also have it." Lou Cheng took the opportunity to praise in a roundabout way.
Yan Zheke responded with a nodding expression: "I heard that if you have practiced water condensation pile and Jingjing Kungfu to the extreme, it is one of the secret skills of the 'Bingbu', 'Deng Enemy Bing Xin', which can effectively combat negative emotions and reflect the surroundings."
With one move, analyze the flaws in your opponent's moves..."
"You speak in such written language...did you just search it out?" Lou Cheng made a snickering expression.
Yan Zheke responded with a shocked expression: "Don't expose it..."
The two chatted and laughed for a while, and Yan Zheke covered her mouth and said with a smile: "I have to go out."
"Go out to eat?" Lou Cheng planned to go out to the martial arts venue to fill his stomach after watching the last match in the central arena, waiting for the fifth and final round of eliminations in the afternoon.
"No, I went back to my ancestral home to accompany my grandma to make rice cakes. She always felt that the ones sold outside were not as good as the ones at home, so I just ate whatever I wanted on the way." Yan Zheke sent a cute monkey emoji wagging his tail.
"Making rice cakes..." Lou Cheng replied with a dizzy expression. He had only seen rice cakes occasionally in supermarkets and restaurants outside.
"This is a Chinese New Year custom in many places here. It's not found in Xiushan. I know you don't know." Yan Zheke responded with a smile on his face.
Lou Cheng made a blushing expression: "Xiushan's New Year custom is to make glutinous rice cakes and bacon sausages. By the way, you seem to have used a new emoji today?"
"Hey, every time I see cute, cute, or fun emoticons, I download or save them. When I use them, I feel like I become cute~" Yan Zheke replied with a clapping and laughing monkey emoticon.
After chatting about one thing or another, Lou Cheng finished watching the game, went to eat a cheap meal nearby, and then returned to the martial arts venue, waiting for the lineup for the fifth round knockout round to be released at 1:30.
"You have martial arts training in the afternoon, and I won't be able to know the results of your competition immediately." Yan Zheke said with a pitiful expression.
"Don't worry, there will be two matches in one day today. With my endurance, as long as I don't encounter professional ninth-level players, I will definitely win!" Lou Cheng boasted.
Yan Zheke returned the snickering expression: "But my intuition tells me that you may get a bye this round. When the group stage comes, the game time can be arranged today, right? I can pre-set the martial arts training in the morning
It’s still afternoon.”
"Then I won't say anything more, lest your bad character will implicate your prediction." Lou Cheng first made an excuse for Yan Zheke's failure.
Time passed by one minute and one second, and at half past one, multiple large screens rolled out a new match list. It started at half past two and ended at five o'clock. This time there were three arenas.
Looking intently, Lou Cheng searched for his name and number, and waited until the end:
"No. 656, Lou Cheng, a bye in this round... a bye in this round?" Lou Cheng stood up in surprise, and immediately took a photo of Yan Zheke and sent it to him: "Thank you, Fairy Yan, for your straight words, golden mouth and jade teeth, and your character shines through!
"
Now we’re entering the group stage?
Yan Zheke responded with the monkey-like expression of setting off firecrackers: "Tell me! How to repay me!"
I pledged myself... Lou Cheng replied silently and said with a red face and a smile: "I already owed you a meal before. It seems not sincere to treat you to dinner again."
"That's right." Yan Zheke said with a little monster nodding expression.
Lou Cheng thanked God and thanked fate for giving him the opportunity. He immediately pressed the on-screen keyboard and said, "How about I invite you to visit Songcheng and look for special delicacies?"
"Uh, do you have time? There should be special training next semester..." Yan Zheke made a question mark expression.
Lou Cheng could hear her hesitation and deliberately changed the topic: "Let's settle it like this for now. We'll see when the time comes. Otherwise, I'll show more sincerity and bring you delicious food from Xiushan when school starts. You won't go back during the winter vacation.
You must miss it very much, right?"
"Think about it! I really want to! I want to eat all over the city when I go back to summer vacation!" Yan Zheke said with eyes shining, and then added a sighing expression, "But I want to eat the braised quail next to Xinhua Bookstore
Eggs, grilled eggplants from Lao Liu's BBQ, steamed beef pancakes from the back door of the school, glutinous rice cakes from Wang's Rice Noodles... I can't bring these with me..."
Lou Cheng looked at it with a smile, changed the topic again, and silently recorded all the delicacies mentioned by Yan Zheke in the memo on his mobile phone.
At almost two o'clock, Yan Zheke went to the martial arts training ground in his ancestral home to practice his martial arts. Lou Cheng got a bye. He was relaxed and wandering around the venue with his hands folded, watching the game in a leisurely and comfortable manner, and recording highlights from time to time.
I plan to share it with Yan Zheke tonight.
During his free time, he occasionally reviewed what had happened in the past few days and felt a dream, which was much better than what he had expected before setting off.