As soon as he entered the gate, the decibels in Lou Cheng's ears immediately skyrocketed. All kinds of noises came from all directions, converging in the air of the martial arts venue, and accompanied by the heat wave of heating hitting every corner.
Looking up, he saw that the usually sparse and empty stands were filled with people, and there were still crowds of people gathering in different aisles. It was much busier than the previous five knockout rounds!
Based on the comparison of the remaining seats and the audience, and based on the number of seats in the Yanling City Martial Arts Hall, Lou Cheng visually estimated that there were at least 8,000 people in the audience today.
Once the number of people exceeds 10,000, it becomes boundless, and the number of 8,000 has a similar effect. Lou Cheng secretly curled up his tongue, almost feeling as if he had fallen into a vast ocean and become insignificant.
In some locations suitable for shooting, cameras have been set up. Some are aimed at the ring, some are filming the audience, and some are moving with reporters, unconsciously creating a formal and solemn atmosphere.
In the group stage, the Yanling City TV station did not broadcast live broadcasts, but used filming, editing, and broadcasting highlights. Therefore, there was no commentary yet. The reporters had to randomly interview the participating warriors, spectators in the stands, and organizers. After the top sixteen, the key
The battle will be broadcast live to young and old in Yanling City.
After witnessing this grand scene, Lou Cheng was no longer bothered by trivial matters, and consciously slipped away to the corner, went around to the warrior locker room, and met with the staff.
"Sir, Lou, your game is in the third game. Before and after, you can choose to go to the guest seats in the stands outside to watch the game, or you can stay in the locker room and watch the big screen." The staff saw that Lou Cheng was still there.
With a little student spirit, I didn't know whether to call him sir or classmate.
Lou Cheng thought for a while: "I'll rest in the locker room."
The style of play you are waiting for is a huge burden on your physical strength and a lot of pressure on your spirit. It requires a high degree of concentration and concentration, and must be nurtured and nurtured.
"Then I'll call you at the right time." The staff member replied with a smile and exited the dressing room.
The other warriors were either in the stands or had failed and left. The entire locker room was empty except for one person. The crowd outside was noisy, but it only enhanced the tranquility of the place.
Lou Cheng enjoyed this feeling, sat in the middle of the metal bench, took out his mobile phone, and replied to Yan Zheke's previous message:
"I've arrived at the martial arts venue and am sitting in the locker room. By the way, my stomach doesn't hurt that much anymore, right?"
Yan Zheke said with a "shh" expression: "Fortunately, compared with yesterday, it feels like a life-and-death experience. Chengzi, according to your previous description, the next game will be very energy-consuming. Don't chat anymore, hurry up.
Time nourishes the spirit.”
"Hmm, you don't have to cheer for me today." Lou Cheng made a funny expression.
Yan Zheke "covered his mouth and smiled" and said, "Are you worried that it's useless to refuel?"
"No, no, no, it's rare to fight against a ninth-grade professional master. I have to use my true level so that I can check for leaks and fill in the gaps. As soon as you work hard, won't you double your false strength out of thin air?" Lou Chengyong snickered.
reply.
Yan Zheke said with a smile that made her cry: "You are really honest and don't deceive!"
"Of course!" Lou Cheng's face unknowingly had a signature smile.
Yan Zheke looked up at the sky in a daze: "In this case, I wish you good spirit and style~"
"Why do these words sound so familiar?" Lou Cheng asked with a questioning expression.
Yan Zheke said with a snickering expression: "I accidentally heard it when the principal gave a speech last time..."
Pfft... Lou Cheng couldn't help but laugh. He knew that Yan Zheke was trying to liven up the atmosphere and relieve his tension, so he made a struggling expression and said: "Fortunately, I didn't ask the principal to give a speech during the Little Martial Saint Arena... Don't worry, I
Today’s goal is to confirm what I have learned, and I will be ecstatic when I win and have no regrets when I fail.”
Yan Zheke said with an expression of stroking his head:
"Then let me give you one more thing, what my grandpa often said to my cousin: Enjoy fighting, enjoy martial arts!"
Enjoy fighting, enjoy martial arts... Lou Cheng recited these eight words silently, made a waving expression, exited QQ, and began to close his eyes to recuperate and maintain his mental state.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door of the locker room. He opened his eyes and saw the previous staff member walking in.
"Mr. Lou, it's your turn now." The staff member made an inviting gesture.
Lou Cheng patted his martial arts uniform with a white background and black edges, stood up, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the locker room. In front of him was the towering dome, the black heads, and the arena where all the light was concentrated.
…………
On the stands, Liu Yinglong, Qin Zhilin and other disciples from the White Ape Martial Arts School arrived again.
"Senior Brother, why are you coming to watch Lou Cheng's game again? Aren't you already aware of what you should watch and learn?" Qin Zhilin felt that there was nothing good to do with this time.
Liu Yinglong smiled: "I want to see what other surprises he can create..."
"What surprises can there be? Can you beat Wang Ye, a ninth-level professional?" Qin Zhilin sneered.
…………
At the guest seats, Ye Youting and Jiang Lan, a master of Dan Qi realm, sat side by side.
"I don't know how long he can last..." Ye Youting said suddenly when she saw Lou Cheng walking towards the ring along that glorious road.
Jiang Lan is a demure young woman in her twenties. She smiled slightly when she heard this: "I just hope he won't give up on the strategy and increase Wang Ye's consumption. Wang Ye is a strong contender for the championship."
"Sister Lan, do you value Wang Ye so much?" Ye Youting turned her head to look, with a bit of competitiveness in her black and white eyes.
Jiang Lan smiled softly and said: "Wang Ye's fighting style is fierce and his iron sand palm is ruthless. He is very good at bullying the weak. As long as he does not encounter an evenly matched opponent, he will not consume much physical energy. But I am just the opposite of him. I accumulate energy every game.
, one is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and when it comes to the finals, I may not be sure to win him before my physical strength declines."
"My fighting style is also very fierce..." Ye Youting muttered quietly.
…………
After handing his mobile phone and other items to the competition supervisor, Lou Cheng walked up the stone steps and climbed onto the ring step by step. Before he could stand firm, he heard bursts of cheers and cheers coming from different stands.
That was in the past few games, I started from scratch and accumulated audiences one by one!
Thinking of this, Lou Cheng felt proud and his blood began to boil. He was in the most suitable state for fighting. In front of his eyes, Wang Ye, dressed in dark blue martial arts uniform, was already standing calmly.
"In the first match of the fourth group, Wang Ye, a ninth-level professional strongman with iron sand palms who shocked the arena, faced off against the mysterious master Lou Cheng who has become famous!"
"Is Wang Ye using his iron palm to defend the honor of the ninth-level profession, or is Lou Chengyi going to the end?"
On the radio at the martial arts venue, the announcer called out both sides of the competition in a rather inflammatory tone.
With a bang, the whole stand became lively again, with Lao Zheng, the young couple and other spectators cheering even harder than before.
The referee looked up at the electronic clock, looked around, and said loudly:
"Conversation time begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lou Cheng saw the tall young man Wang Ye showing a smile and said:
"You are such an interesting opponent. I asked someone to find videos of your previous matches. It can be clearly seen that you are growing little by little with the help of actual combat. You have undergone a complete transformation in just a few days. It is simply intimidating.
"
"Facing an opponent like you, I should have been happy to have a hearty competition in a way that allowed you to show your full potential, and each of us gained something. But I'm sorry, this bonus is very important to me.
In order to save as much energy as possible to deal with the powerful enemy behind me, I can only choose to fight quickly."
His words were sincere, and he could hear appreciation and regret.
Lou Cheng said with a gentle smile:
"I'm sorry too, I'm afraid I can't let you make a quick decision."
After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled, with a tacit understanding of warrior confidence in their hearts.
No longer talking, regardless of the spiritual confrontation, Lou Cheng and Wang Ye patiently waited for the time to pass.
"Start!" Suddenly, the referee waved his right hand.
Lou Cheng, who was ready to go, suddenly jumped out, adjusting his body muscles and constantly changing his center of gravity, like a snake that was snaking and attacking.
Wang Ye did not move, lowered his waist slightly, raised his hands half-way, with a faint iron color, and did not make any prejudgments.
With his center of gravity rolling, Lou Cheng took a step forward and suddenly came to Wang Ye's left side. His right palm seemed to be ethereal and cold, and he slapped it silently and quickly.
Snapped!
Wang Ye's right hand suddenly came out from under the armpit of his left arm, and without any preparation, he shot an iron palm that tore through the airflow. The faint metallic color reflected the shimmer, and he was about to meet Lou Cheng's attack head-on.
Lou Cheng clearly remembered that in the second round of the knockout round, a third-level amateur martial artist tried to push the ball, and was directly hit and injured his metacarpal bone!
The center of gravity "rolled" again, Lou Cheng's right palm drew an arc as he stepped forward, dissipating the power, and his whole body flashed behind Wang Ye like a ghost, as if he had expected and prepared for it!
Before he could stand firm and before he could make a move, Wang Ye pulled the muscles of his left leg and kicked him out with a "horseback kick"!
There was no warning about this kick. Even with the weird posture, the power could be penetrated step by step. It was extremely explosive, comparable to the "Tiger Tail Kick" used by "One Punch Invincible" Jin Tao. It was fast, accurate and cruel!
His body swayed and his center of gravity "rolled" again. Before he could stand still, Lou Cheng walked around to the right side of Wang Ye, just in time to avoid the kick. The audience was stunned by this change, and they felt that he seemed to have violated the law.
Human body dynamics!
Lou Cheng's posture was weird, his right arm shook, and with a little strength, he thrust towards Wang Ye, who had just withdrawn his left leg.
Wang Ye had watched the videos of Lou Cheng's previous competitions and still remembered his ability to control the center of gravity of muscles. The "Searching for the Moon" and "Horse Kick" just now were all preparations for this, but Lou Cheng did not expect that
It can be adjusted again and again, changing the center of gravity continuously, even if there is an attack in the middle!
His face became more solemn, and Wang Ye's right hand, which he had previously slapped on the left side, suddenly swung back, making a brief and rapid friction sound with the air, and hit Lou Cheng with a snap.
The secret secret skill of Iron Sand Palm, the "Returning Spear"!
The palm of the "Returning Spear" was so powerful and unexpected that Liu Yinglong and other spectators' eyebrows twitched and their hearts skipped a beat. They felt that Lou Cheng might have no choice but to resist forcefully, and once he resisted forcefully, the competition would enter Wang Ye's domain!
Unexpectedly, Lou Cheng was like a ghost possessing him, and he took another step back during the attack. Although he lost an inch of strength in his right arm, he also avoided Wang Ye's "returning spear" and appeared behind the opponent again!
"The center of gravity is like mercury..." Ye Youting murmured to herself in the stands.
Jiang Lan next to her smiled and whispered:
"That's interesting."
"If it weren't for the fact that his whole body's energy had not been dispersed and he was still far away from being completely cohesive, I would have doubted that he was a veritable alchemy warrior..."
In the center of the ring, Wang Ye was not surprised but overjoyed, with a look of enthusiasm for martial arts on his face.