After getting his personal belongings back from the competition supervisor's office, Lou Cheng walked down the stone steps to the locker room, intending to take a shower first and change out of his underwear. Although he was not tired from the endurance battle just now, he was still covered in stinky sweat.
Along the way, the audience's applause and shouts still lingered, as if the word "Lou Cheng" was echoing, like a guard of honor welcoming the general's triumphant return. Lou Cheng squinted slightly, very satisfied with this scene and enjoying it very much.
This feeling.
This is what victory feels like.
The only thing that made him feel a little guilty was that he still relied on the golden elixir after all, hoping to fully control it as soon as possible and make it his own.
When he entered the locker room, Lou Cheng had already unlocked his phone, logged into QQ, and sent a message to Yan Zheke, saying with a laughing expression:
"Complete the mission successfully!"
After doing this, he quickly took a combat bath and hurried outside. The "Road to the Arena" match between Zhou Yuanning and Wang Ye was about to begin, and the former was the last hurdle on his way to the top sixteen. Of course, it was also
The second biggest difficulty after Wang Ye!
While he was on the way, he saw that Yan Zheke had already replied, and a monkey wagging its tail and showing a red heart said: "Yes, you can consistently defeat the first-level amateur masters, even if it is because of restraint, it means that you are similar.
Your level is up, what should I do, Chengzi, I’m jealous of you! Let me give you a beating when school starts!”
"No problem, lie down and let me be beaten and ravaged as you like!" Lou Cheng smiled and answered without hesitation.
At the same time, he recited silently in his heart: "Hitting is intimacy, scolding is love!"
"Don't lie to me, I can't beat you now (poor)." Yan Zheke replied in a joking tone, "You first study Zhou Yuanning's game carefully, and I will go to the official website to view the video of your fight~
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Lou Cheng made a cold sweat expression: "There's nothing interesting to see. It's an endurance competition where the focus is like mercury and concentration on defense. Just fast forward and watch the beginning and end."
While replying, he found a guest seat and sat down. On the stage, after a brief entertainment program, Wang Ye and Zhou Yuanning entered the dialogue time. The big screen broadcast their every move and verbal exchange to the audience.
Before the game officially started, Yan Zheke finished browsing the video and made a yawning expression: "Yu Dou is also a mercury-centered player. Why was yesterday's so exciting and today's so boring? But your last close shot...
The timing of the throw was really good. I was hit by Tang Yue a little slower. Even if I didn't get hurt, I would faint briefly. It felt a bit risky."
"How dare you try if you're not sure?" Lou Cheng saw that his pride was revealed by his beloved girl, and he suddenly became a little more elated, "As for whether it's exciting or boring, it all depends on the opponent's choice and has nothing to do with me (upright face).
"
Yan Zheke immediately replied: "But their choices are all because you are ruthless, cold and unreasonable (Erkang face)."
Lou Cheng let out a laugh, and the corners of his eyebrows were filled with joy. If Xiao Ming were here, he would probably say that this was not joy, but *spring*!
"Zhou Yuanning's game is about to begin." He saw the referee looking at the electronic clock.
Yan Zheke pushed up his sunglasses with his onion head and said: "Look good, this coach has also prepared a few videos of Howling Eight Shapes for you. You can study them carefully this afternoon. This is what I asked my grandpa to recommend!"
Thank you grandpa for me! Lou Cheng shamelessly called him grandpa in his heart, and with a warm feeling in his heart, he snickered: "Are you ready? You are indeed the best coach, it is hard to repay a teacher's kindness! I must
After reaching the top 16, the bonus is waiting for me! By the way, please help me thank the old man."
At this time, he completely forgot about his real master, Old Man Shi.
Yan Zheke responded with a proud expression with shining teeth: "It's good to know the kindness of this coach. Uh, you seem to value the bonus very much?"
"Of course, with the bonus, I can treat you to a better meal!" Lou Cheng said deliberately to be a bit ambiguous.
This is not the suggestion of the off-site instructor Cai Zongming, but his self-taught understanding. He feels that the relationship between the two parties has made gratifying progress after the aunt's incident, so it is necessary to add a little ambiguity, otherwise the relationship will become "boyfriend best friend"
If it evolves, it will become a complete tragedy.
After more than ten seconds, Yan Zheke said with a smug smile: "You have a conscience."
On the ring, the game has begun. There is no doubt that Zhou Yuanning chose Youdou. He is like the unpredictable and unruly wind, blowing around Wang Ye, erratic back and forth, hard to judge from left to right, flexible and fast, and he will quickly approach when he seizes the opportunity.
, shot resolutely, without any hesitation, and immediately missed the target and then flew away.
Faced with such an enemy, Wang Ye couldn't take the initiative to attack like Lou Cheng, who was neither fast nor agile enough. Instead, he relied on his judgment of moves and his own coordination to compress the enemy's range of activities. Therefore, he put on Tang Yue's previous posture and defended firmly.
Fight back.
Unlike Tang Yue, Wang Ye has great vision and insight. Even if he cannot only guard a few key points, he still calmly resolves Zhou Yuanning's attacks again and again, and even almost hits the opponent with "returning spear" and "horse kick", and gets the result.
Next victory.
Seeing that the scene was about to reach a stalemate, Lou Cheng replied to a QQ message and said to Yan Zheke: "I was watching the game and found that facing Zhou Yuanning's roaring eight shapes, my heavy center of gravity alone was not enough.
Ah, we have to change our style of play and use our other advantages."
"The previous through-arm boxing master was defeated by you before he even showed much performance. This is your first time facing an enemy with a fighting style, and it is a rare accumulation of experience." Yan Zheke snickered.
, teased Lou Cheng with the rhetoric he used before the match with Wu Shitong.
At that time, Lou Cheng said that in life, you will definitely encounter enemies that you don't know but the enemy knows you and the enemy. This battle will enrich your experience.
Without waiting for his answer, Yan Zheke sent another message: "I checked several gambling websites, and there are bets from you and Zhou Yuanning. Your odds are 1 to 2, and his odds are
1 pays 1.5, which shows that professionals think the gap between you is not big... This..."
Because Lou Cheng told her about the integrity competition, she curiously paid attention to Lou Cheng's odds in the past two days, not only for a single game, but also for finishing in the top 16, top 8, and even winning.
The odds of winning the championship, for example, the odds of Lou Cheng winning the championship are 565 to 1. In other words, this is almost impossible. If he really creates a miracle, even if he only bets 100 yuan, he can win.
The harvest was fifty-six thousand five hundred (not counting others).
Of course, bets on such small games are all in remote corners of the website, and most people who are not professional gamblers or dedicated followers cannot find them.
"Hey, the gap is so small?" Lou Cheng was also surprised. Based on his own feeling, "Road to the Arena" Zhou Yuanning was still much better than him.
He was watching the game while waiting for Yan Zheke's reply. After a while, Yan Zheke said: "I read the comments and it seems that many people are worried that Zhou Yuanning will be injured in the game with Wang Ye. Wait until the game is over.
, the odds will change.”
"That's it, it makes my little heart beat wildly." Lou Cheng replied humorously.
Yan Zheke made a laughing expression: "You are getting more and more funny~ By the way, I was chatting in our class group just now. In high school, someone said that I met a martial arts genius who didn't practice martial arts until he was seventeen.
Being a ninth-level professional at the age of nine is really enviable and jealous. I answered, what is this? I have a friend who only started practicing martial arts at the age of 18. He can defeat the first-level amateur in four months, and he can win it in less than a year.
To the ninth level of profession."
"They didn't believe any of them. They said I was bragging, that I made up stories, and that I became bad and less innocent and cute after I went to college. But what I told is really the truth! (Erkang Hand)."
Lou Cheng was so excited when he saw it. Yan Zheke subconsciously thought that his progress in martial arts was worth showing off. It was really a very happy thing. Moreover, he was invisibly pretending to be a bad guy in the next class. It couldn't be more perfect!
"Haha, if it weren't for me, I wouldn't believe it if you described it to me like this. I would only ask if 'he' has any special powers or if there is anything special about him, such as the reincarnation of a living Buddha." Lou Cheng praised himself without leaving any trace.
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Yan Zheke covered his mouth and smiled: "That's what they asked at first. I said no, I just have a talent for meditation and my physical strength is relatively abnormal. Then they said I was bragging and making up stories... Fortunately, I didn't say it was next door.
Banlou is done."
"I'll let them see it someday!" Lou Cheng snickered. Suddenly his heart moved, and he pretended to ask a question he had wanted to ask a long time ago, "Isn't there anyone who can help you? Uh, your class
Is there anyone chasing you?"
A girl like Yan Zheke with good temperament and good looks should never lack suitors and secret admirers...
After sending out the news, Lou Cheng's heartbeat accelerated a few beats. He was afraid of seeing some bad news. He was worried about gains and losses for a while and didn't even pay much attention to the game.
Tens of seconds later, Yan Zheke responded with a dazed expression: "My cousin gave me a nickname."
What kind of answer is this? Lou Cheng asked in confusion: "What nickname?"
"Classmate killer..." Yan Zheke said with an expression of squatting in the corner and drawing circles, "I don't want to either. In high school, in our class plus other classes, about ten boys confessed to me and wrote love letters to me.
Well, there are quite a few male classmates in junior high schools and elementary schools... so they are called classmate killers..."
Phew, so many! Lou Cheng felt Yan Zheke's popularity for the first time, and replied with a snickering expression: "There should be more people who don't dare to confess or write love letters."
For example, I was...
Yan Zheke made a sighing expression: "I basically only play with girls, but...hey, a rotten peach blossom is worse than no..."
After hearing these words, Lou Cheng immediately let go of his heart, but he was still entangled in whether he was classified as a bad peach blossom. He rubbed his head and said with an expression: "Don't worry about that nickname, you are still a student, and most of the people you come into contact with
It must be a classmate, it's not like you did it on purpose."
I am also a classmate...
"That's right!" Yan Zheke said with a kitten-nodding expression.
Just when Lou Cheng wanted to further ask Yan Zheke who his current suitors were to find out potential love rivals, the battle between Wang Ye and Zhou Yuanning entered a fierce stage.
Wang Ye defended very firmly. Even if he made some mistakes, he still relied on hard blows with iron sand palms to force Zhou Yuanning back with minor injuries in exchange for fatal injuries.
Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time and his physical strength was about to reach the limit, "Road to the Arena" tried a final violent attack, using "Fear Hurricane" to trigger it, and it was a continuous attack around Wang Ye. It really seemed like a "tornado wind" was set off around him.
", each of his blows was close to the power of Jin Tao Cannon Fist, and the chain was continuous, which showed that the level of the ninth-level professional was not given in vain.
Wang Ye used his attacks to replace his defenses, and the sound of the two colliding was endless, with a metallic texture.
Tens of seconds later, there was a muffled sound, and the two figures separated. Zhou Yuanning took a few steps back, his hands trembling, as if he wanted to get rid of the pain, but Wang Ye didn't see any abnormalities, stepped forward, and slapped another palm.
Zhou Yuanning took a deep breath and tried to dodge with footwork, but his strength was exhausted and he couldn't continue. Wang Ye slapped him in the back.
"Wang Ye wins!" the referee announced the result.
This was expected, and Lou Cheng was not surprised. Seeing that Zhou Yuanning's hands gradually returned to normal and seemed not to be injured, he felt regretful and happy at the same time.
It's a pity that Zhou Yuanning was not injured, and what I'm happy about is that Zhou Yuanning was not injured!
As his thoughts turned, he saw Zhou Yuanning looking towards the stands and towards himself.
The four eyes exchanged, and sparks seemed to flash.
There will be a battle tomorrow, everyone depends on their ability!