Lou Cheng's thoughts seemed to be still stuck in the scene where he was just one collision away from defeating a ninth-level professional expert. His expression was slightly confused. It wasn't until Wang Ye spoke that he suddenly came back to his senses.
Yes, when the two sides are at such a close distance, the victory or defeat can be decided in an instant. That is Wang Ye's desperate situation and his own desperate situation. Whoever seizes the opportunity first will win the game. Once
He didn't have time to hit that blow, and the result could be imagined.
The only problem is that he clearly has the upper hand!
Although he had previously said that if he failed to the best of his ability, he would have no regrets, when the ending came, Lou Cheng still felt a deep sense of annoyance, with regret, loss and pain lingering.
"A warrior without a strong desire to win is not a good warrior..." Lou Cheng comforted himself silently.
On this point, Chen Qitao, his idol "Dragon King", is particularly obvious. He is often criticized for having no grace when losing and completely ignoring the opponent's feelings when winning. He does not have the temperament of a master like "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou.
, but people who like him feel that this is his true temperament, and it is the original motivation for him to reach his current position step by step.
Looking at Wang Ye's sincere eyes, Lou Cheng smiled bitterly and said: "I used what I learned to the best and created the only and best opportunity, but in the end my strength was not that good. I could only watch my success fail. I originally wanted to say something
I am convinced, but I really can’t say it out loud. I only have a stronger fighting spirit in my heart and hope that I can make up for this failure in the future.”
After this battle, my own shortcomings and flaws were deeply imprinted in my heart, forcing me to try my best to improve. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have had to fight so hard, and I could only wait for such an either/or scenario.
Wang Ye smiled slightly and said:
"Actually, you're not considered a failure. At least I couldn't solve it quickly."
Hearing this, Lou Cheng suddenly laughed. He remembered his words before the official competition, and his mood relaxed a lot. He bowed his hands and said, "I won't set such a small goal next time."
Exhaling his turbid breath, he turned around and walked towards the stone steps. The noisy and enthusiastic surroundings had nothing to do with him.
The feeling of failure is really unpleasant. No matter what kind of failure it is, it is a failure for you. There is no such thing as the thought of being glorious even if you fail!
In the stands, although the audience did not understand the previous battle between mercury and compression range and felt it was lackluster, the continuous turns in the final stage still made them hooked. They only regretted that Lou Cheng did not seize the opportunity, otherwise he would have been able to
Witness the birth of a miracle - a warrior with no rank defeats a professional ninth-rank master!
"It's a pity that Lou's achievement was just a little short of that." Lao Zheng applauded regretfully.
His companions also lamented: "If we can fight to this extent, Lou Cheng can be considered defeated and has no regrets."
Liu Yinglong was even more emotional and said to Qin Zhilin and other juniors: "Every time I watch a match, I can see that Lou Cheng is obviously getting stronger. When we first competed, I never thought that he could compete with a professional ninth-level expert.
When it comes to fighting like this, comparing people to each other is really infuriating..."
Qin Zhilin still had disbelief on his face: "He actually almost won the ninth-level professional..."
My words before the game were still in my ears, and I almost witnessed such a "surprise".
While the audience was discussing the match just now, the professional warriors were also reminiscing.
"The palm that affects the breathing rhythm... is not bad..." Jiang Lan whispered a few words, turned to look at Ye Youting, and asked with a smile, "If you were in Wang Ye's final predicament, how would you deal with it?"
"First of all, with my leopard-like speed and agility, he has no chance to fight. Secondly, although I can't hit Wang Ye's last palm, my strength is much better than his. Lou Cheng's big avalanche and electric fire
Even a pile can't hit me, and it's impossible for me to fall off the ring." Ye Youting replied with a little pride, "Even if the center of gravity is unstable, with this possibility, I can seize the opportunity of collision and take him to fall with me.
In the arena, the worst is a draw."
Jiang Lan smiled, sighed and said: "The worst is a tie... For someone as proud as you to say this, Lou Cheng really shouldn't be underestimated... Not only does he have the two major advantages of becoming a master of tranquility and having abnormal physical strength,
, and he is also quite good at fighting, and good at absorbing other people's experiences for his own use. If he had a ninth-level professional level in other aspects, Wang Ye would have less than 10% chance of winning."
The chance of winning was less than 10%... Ye Youting was stunned. She didn't expect that Sister Lan, who was soft on the outside but arrogant on the inside, spoke so highly of Lou Cheng.
"Road to the Arena" Zhou Yuanning was silent for a long time before exhaling his filthy breath, and said to "One Punch Invincible": "I didn't expect Lou Cheng to do his best, make no reservations, and not give up strategically, but now I didn't expect him to be able to
Wang Ye was forced to the point where he was only a hair away from losing the game..."
Losing the game does not mean a failure in terms of strength, but a limitation of the arena competition.
"Invincible with one punch" Jin Tao was also stunned when he heard this. He smiled bitterly: "I thought about it carefully. Facing Wang Ye, there is no way I can create such a good opportunity. I will only be defeated quickly by him."
Zhou Yuanning pondered seriously and said, "If we were to change positions, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the patience to tell a nearly true story like Lou Cheng did. And when I'm in a difficult situation, I wouldn't be able to turn defeat into victory like Wang Ye did."
"Master Lu, don't waver in your confidence. What you are good at is different from them. If it were you, facing Wang Ye, you wouldn't be like Lou Cheng, who didn't dare to fight with the iron sand palm, but use the characteristics of the whistling eight-shaped
, he will not be like Lou Cheng, who just has weird movement skills, cannot keep up with his speed and agility, cannot keep up the distance, and is easily chased by Wang Ye, and his range of activities is reduced." Jin Tao comforted, "As for Lou Cheng, compared to
You fight, you compare your body skills and your agility, even if your center of gravity is like mercury, you will still be able to do your best in front of the roaring eight shapes."
Zhou Yuanning chuckled: "Don't worry, I have always been a confident and exaggerated person, how could I be beaten so easily? Only two opponents like these can make my blood boil! However, I have to deal with the next one first."
After saying that, he stood up, walked along the aisle to the ring, and faced Tang Yue.
The second game of Group 4!
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Lou Cheng found a place in the stands that was convenient for watching the game, and was comforted and encouraged by the strange and enthusiastic spectators.
He responded briefly, sat down quietly, took out his mobile phone, logged into QQ, and sent Yan Zheke a heartbroken expression:
"Seek comfort!"
Yan Zheke seemed to have been waiting, and soon received a reply. He touched his head first, then covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Who just said that you are ecstatic when you win, and you have no regrets when you lose?"
"When a man brags, he shouldn't take what he says seriously..." Lou Cheng wiped away a cold sweat, much of his annoyance at being teased like this disappeared.
"Understood, the Dragon King is my idol, and I understand the warrior's strong desire to win." Yan Zheke made a snickering expression, "I'm already watching your competition video."
Lou Cheng said with a surprised expression: "So fast?"
"In the group stage, there will be a corresponding video on the official website after each game. When the top 16 comes, there may be a live broadcast." Yan Zheke said with a red heart in his eyes.
Lou Cheng was waiting for a reply when he saw Yan Zheke sending a shocked message: "The center of gravity is like mercury, how can you do this?!"
The girl's surprise made Lou Cheng chuckle. The annoyance of failure gradually faded away, and he pretended to be reserved: "I had similar understanding and experience when I was practicing martial arts before. Now it's just used in actual combat. I practiced for a long time this morning before I could do it.
It can be used in actual combat, but it gets tired too easily."
"I only practiced for one morning..." Yan Zheke said in a leisurely way with his red buttocks exposed and sweating.
"Don't praise me, I'll be proud!" Lou Cheng replied in a joking tone. Not far away, Li Xiaoyuan saw him and gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he played really well.
Lou Cheng nodded with a smile and responded. While discussing his game with Yan Zheke, Lou Cheng turned his attention more to the central arena and watched the battle between Zhou Yuanning and Tang Yue.
Tang Yue is strong, tall, and quite obese, but his fat protects his body, allowing him to run rampant like an elephant and ignore most attacks. He is somewhat similar to the Golden Bell, but he is almost like an ordinary man.
His thick-thighed arms and even more terrifying legs were full of power, and every attack gave off a feeling of being trampled. Lou Cheng suspected that even an amateur fourth- and fifth-grade warrior might not be able to stand up again if he hit him hard.
Although he is not flexible enough, he is still quite agile at certain times. For example, when Zhou Yuanning seized the opportunity to get close to his back, he imitated an elephant's trunk with his right hand and whizzed back, almost injuring "Road to the Arena".
However, Zhou Yuanning's footwork was agile and he came and went like the wind. If he missed a hit, he would immediately distance himself, making Tang Yue's "trampling" and collision unable to hit anyone, wasting all his energy.
During the stalemate between the two sides, Yan Zheke made a messy joke: "...If you hadn't known the outcome, when you ducked behind Wang Ye, I would have thought you won. How long have you been practicing martial arts?
To force a ninth-grade professional expert into a situation where he is only one step away from losing..."
"Haha, I just patiently told a good 'story'." Lou Cheng looked slightly proud. The shock and appreciation of his beloved girl completely eliminated the negative emotions of failure and he could concentrate on preparing for the next day's competition.
The two chatted incessantly, and the battle in the central arena slowly entered a fierce stage. Zhou Yuanning seemed to be a little exhausted, and it was difficult to maintain such a high-intensity wind style. After Tang Yue consumed a lot of energy,
, he seized the opportunity and came up with a set of combos, tornado wind!
Amidst the snapping sound, Tang Yue slowed down his movements and was hit on the head. His fat could no longer protect him and he became dizzy. Zhou Yuanning restrained his vitals. After the referee declared victory, Zhou Yuanning gasped for air.
, the sweat on his forehead was like rain, obviously it was not that easy.
Lou Cheng watched thoughtfully, recalling the moves the two had just made and their strengths and weaknesses, and rehearsing his own response.
After the last game, he had a quick dinner nearby, and then told Yan Zheke that he had to practice martial arts tonight and had to wait until after nine o'clock before chatting - there was a game the next morning, and it was impossible to use morning training
It’s time to perform, otherwise the spirit cannot make up for it.
In the small park, Lou Cheng pretended that Tang Yue was his enemy, and slightly changed his fighting method for today's battle with Wang Ye. He practiced each move one by one, sometimes making loud noises, sometimes silently.
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The next day, after warming up with morning exercises, Lou Cheng took his mobile phone and chatted with Yan Zheke, and once again came to the Yanling City Martial Arts Competition Hall.
Don't be careless, don't look down on it, don't think that you can easily defeat the amateur first-level masters by fighting with a professional ninth-level player... He said to himself silently.
He clearly remembered that he relied on the endurance provided by the golden elixir to defeat the "one-punch invincible" Jin Tao, who was also a first-class amateur.