In the locker room, a few warriors were closing their eyes and recuperating, waiting for the next match. Lou Cheng was sitting in the corner, relaxing physically and mentally, holding his mobile phone, chatting with Yan Zheke.
"Today's game is Game 7 in the morning, and there will still be a long time." He sent a message with an onion head emoticon bathing in a hot spring.
In order to keep up with Yan Zheke, he also downloaded new emoticon packs.
Yan Zheke replied with a handsome and winking onion: "Are you nervous?"
"Don't be nervous. After fighting against a professional ninth-grade expert, I seem to be used to facing an amateur first-grade master. It's no big deal. Of course, I won't be arrogant or despise my opponent. I am now
His overall strength is still worse than that of a first-class amateur." Lou Cheng said with a smirking dog expression.
Yan Zheke replied: "You have said both right and wrong, how can I answer it? Can we still have a good chat! (The other party doesn't want to talk to you and threw a dog at you)"
"Isn't it because Coach Yan's guidance is so good that I can have such a good attitude?" Lou Cheng snickered, secretly saying sorry to the master in his heart, in order to pursue his girlfriend, I can only wrong you...
Yan Zheke replied with an onion that pushed up his glasses: "Yes, it's good to understand this. I watched the video of Tang Yue's game last night and found that the way you played when facing Wang Ye was also suitable for dealing with him, and he
You are much weaker than Wang Ye, and your movements are a little sluggish, unable to compress your range of activities, you are simply defeated."
"Coach Yan is right! As long as he misses a few more punches and kicks, with his size and burden, the consumption will inevitably increase exponentially, and my chance will come." Lou Cheng made a yucky monkey wagging his tail and showing a red heart.
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Yan Zheke said with a proud smile: "But he should have watched your game yesterday, and he must be aware of it. There will probably be some changes today, so you should pay attention."
"Don't worry, my playing style has also been adjusted to some extent!" Lou Cheng said, beating his chest proudly.
The warriors came in and out, some went to the ring to participate in the competition, and some returned to the locker room to bathe and change clothes. Before they knew it, Lou Chengcheng and Yan Zheke were chatting about the fifth competition.
"I have to recuperate my spirit and adjust my state." Lou Cheng said with the expression of someone who stayed up late to write.
Yan Zheke covered his mouth and smiled: "Want to cheer up today?"
"Of course!" Lou Cheng snickered, "Originally I wanted you to sing a song for me to cheer me up, but this kind of heavy encouragement should be put before tomorrow's battle with Zhou Yuanning, a former ninth-level professional. Today
Just be casual."
He was thinking about singing to Yan Zheke.
Yan Zheke said with a grenade-throwing expression: "You think so beautifully, and you even sing!"
After this message, she immediately sent a voice message, which was slightly different from before.
"Orange Fighting!"
Warmth reverberated and joy grew. Lou Cheng smiled, collected the voice message, exited QQ, put away his phone, and began to close his eyes and rest.
Compared with the slight nervousness and anxiety before challenging Wang Ye, he was now calm and seemed to have no worries. He successfully hugged Yuan Shouyi without much help from the golden elixir. His thoughts rose and fell one by one without leaving any trace, and then fell back quickly. Every sound around him could be heard.
Zoom in without disturbing your mood.
This state is very strange, as if it is a return to tranquility after the hustle and bustle of battle and the release of various emotions for many days.
If you don’t experience the outside, how can you see the inside?
In the subtle experience, Lou Cheng suddenly woke up, as if he sensed something.
He didn't look at the electronic clock. He stood up instinctively, walked to the entrance of the locker room, and reached out to open the door.
Outside the door, the staff had just approached, and with their right hands flexing their fingers, they had not yet had time to knock on the door.
Seeing that the door opened just in time and the building was set up there, the staff looked surprised. After a moment, they said: "Your game is about to start, you can go out now."
The other party must have seen the time on the electronic clock approaching, so he happened to come out before he knocked on the door...
Lou Cheng smiled gently: "Okay, sorry to trouble you."
The wonderful state of tranquility gradually faded away, and he felt that he had changed slightly, but he could not feel it intuitively.
Taking steps with a consistent rhythm, Lou Cheng began to adjust himself, getting his muscles and spirit excited little by little.
It's dark in winter, and under the lights, a bright path is paved between the ring and the locker room.
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On the stand, Ye Youting drank a nutrient supplement to supplement the battle she just won between the ninth-level professional. The seat next to her was empty, except for Jiang Lan, who had been inseparable from her during this period.
Seeing Lou Cheng stepping up the stone steps, his momentum gradually increasing, Jiang Lan approached leisurely from the aisle and entered the seat.
"Sister Lan, where have you been?" Ye Youting asked casually.
Jiang Lan smiled: "I made a phone call and went to the betting station outside. I won if I bet on the house."
"This, doesn't this violate the contract?" Ye Youting didn't read the contract carefully at all.
Her father had a very good relationship with Liu Zunyu, and they were considered family friends. Her father had read the contract before the Xiaowu Sheng Arena and proposed modifications, so she signed it directly with the utmost trust.
Jiang Lan sat down and took off the plush hat on her head: "Of course I don't violate it. I'm not betting on my own game. Why should I care about others when I make a little money based on my vision?"
"It makes sense, I'll go and win the deal." Ye Youting was eager to give it a try and planned to make a bet with her private money.
Jiang Lan glanced at her: "You don't have to. After the two battles yesterday, everyone is very optimistic about Lou Cheng. The odds of him winning are very low now. I'm just passing by."
"Yes." Ye Youting nodded and suppressed her thoughts.
In yesterday's two battles, Lou Cheng almost overthrew Wang Ye, who was the seed player, while Tang Yue struggled to get any benefits from the former professional ninth-level player. The sharp contrast gave the audience a tendency to place bets.
The corresponding odds have also changed.
"If this is an upset, whoever buys Tang Yue will make a lot of money." Jiang Lan sighed with emotion.
But as a professional warrior, she is still very confident in her own vision, especially since this is only a battle in the physical training realm.
"Road to the Arena" Zhou Yuanning adjusted his condition and waited for the next tough battle with Wang Ye, while watching the arena and watching Lou Cheng and Tang Yue confront each other.
"I hope Tang Yue can make Lou Cheng spend more time..." He sighed.
The "one-punch invincible" Jin Tao next to him had a strange expression on his face and said: "Consumption... After so many games, I feel that Lou Cheng has not been consumed at all, or that his physical strength has recovered very quickly... He is a monster... Why wasn't he here yesterday?
Injured under the palm of iron sand..."
"Haha, this kind of thing is rare." Zhou Yuanning had past experience, but he showed a bit of calmness, "Don't worry, today is the morning competition, tomorrow is the afternoon, which means I have a whole day to recover, physical strength
The disadvantage won't be obvious in the first few minutes, I just hope you don't get hurt later..."
The warriors discussed among themselves, while the audience cheered and cheered for Lou Cheng. Some of them watched Lou Cheng's game yesterday and liked it because they regretted it. Some of them were supporters like Lao Zheng who Lou Cheng had accumulated along the way.
The greater part are those who have won by buying properties.
On the stage, Tang Yue looked at Lou Cheng, showed a wry smile and said:
"I watched your game yesterday, and I felt that I was completely defeated by that style of play. It's really sad. But now that I'm standing here, I can't admit defeat easily. I made some adjustments and changes. I hope it will be useful."
He seemed calm, as if he had revealed his plans, but Lou Cheng was not sure whether he was deliberately disrupting his plans and looking for opportunities.
Looking at his opponent who looked fat and heavy, Lou Cheng looked calm and smiled calmly:
"Everyone has their own characteristics. What is suitable for Wang Ye may not be completely suitable for dealing with you. Moreover, my overall strength is not as good as yours. It's just that my strengths are stronger and my weaknesses are weaker. It's natural to use one's strengths to attack others' weaknesses."
"Of course, I will try my best to use my strengths and not give you a chance to find your weaknesses."
What he said was not sharp, but he naturally exuded strong confidence.
This is the self-confidence accumulated from battle after battle and victory after victory during this period. It is the self-confidence generated from being able to still create a good chance of winning in a battle with the professional ninth grade.
Seeing Lou Cheng like this, Tang Yue's momentum was shattered and he was in a trance, recalling the past.
There was a time when I was so confident.
Once upon a time, relying on this body, I rose to the top of the amateur level by sweeping all opponents like a rocket.
However, the subsequent failures gradually caused me to lose my indestructible confidence. Although I still had the desire to win, the belief to win the game, and the basic self-confidence, it was no longer strong enough or tenacious enough.
I often tell myself that this is the inevitable outcome of life's training and the price that must be paid for maturity, but in my heart, I still envy this kind of flying and this kind of self-confidence.
He didn't speak anymore, as if he wanted to borrow confidence from his past self, the confidence to kill gods and Buddhas.
He adjusts his muscles so that the center of gravity is like mercury, swaying in the body, making it impossible to tell which way it will eventually tilt.
Tang Yue took a deep breath, lowered his waist and sat on his hips, put on a defensive stance, and spread out his long and thick arms. He looked a bit like a sumo wrestler in the Street Fighter game.
With his center of gravity rolled, Lou Cheng's body suddenly changed direction, and he stepped to a position slightly behind Tang Yue's left side like a ghost. He shot out lightning with his right palm, his strength concealed and without any hint of wind.
Tang Yue didn't seem to notice, still putting on airs, and was about to be hit in the ribs by Lou Cheng's bone-chilling palm.
However, Lou Cheng, who had had a fierce battle with Wu Shitong, had an instinctive intuition and immediately understood what Tang Yue's adjusted style of play was.
He has to take advantage of his thick fat and good at taking blows to resist his non-vital attacks and counterattack the moment he is hit. At this distance, in this kind of lightning battle, he may not be able to rely on his center of gravity in time.
If the mercury is completely avoided, if you are slightly careless and get hit, it will be really difficult to bear it looking at those terrifying arms and thick legs!