At the side entrance of the "Jiuqu City Fifty Thousand People Stadium", Gu Jianxi, who had just participated in the top 32 knockout rounds and watched the lottery ceremony, put his hands in his pockets and walked out, turning to the alley behind.
He has a hairstyle common in war-torn areas, with pigtails all over his head. There is a green and black clown tattoo where his neck and cheek are connected. The further down, the more exposed skin is, the more patterns and densely packed.
The layers upon layers make one’s heart palpitate just looking at them.
There are unreliable rumors that whenever Gu Jianxi experiences a big event, he will get a tattoo as a commemoration. For example, the "clown" head represents his first murder!
At this time, Gu Jianxi was wearing a black-based, brightly colored hip-hop style T-shirt. He looked more like a rapper than a famous Waigang strongman with a high status in the world.
Just as he was about to turn the corner, a male reporter who had been waiting here for a long time suddenly jumped over, raised his microphone and said:
"Mr. Gu, what do you think of the top 16 battle with Lou Cheng?"
Since interviews with warriors are prohibited before the start of the competition to avoid disturbing the emotions of the contestants, he must seize the fleeting opportunity in these two days and nights!
Before he finished speaking, the reporter, who had two pimples on his forehead, saw Gu Jianxi looking over coldly. His eyes were as predatory as those of a wild wolf, which made him shudder.
I, I'm just asking... you, if you don't want to answer, forget it... Comrade reporter opened his mouth to explain, but he couldn't even stammer out the words, his voice just swirled in his throat.
He deserves to be called a "clown" with more than a hundred lives on his hands! He sighed to himself in fear.
This is under the premise that after the product is successfully finalized, "Joker" rarely goes abroad.
Gu Jianxi looked back and uttered three words coldly:
"No idea."
No idea... The reporter stood there with his head blank and his body stiff. It wasn't until the "clown" took a few steps forward that he recovered and keenly discerned the emotions hidden in Gu Jianxi's words.
He is angry about this issue, so he has no opinion?
Why the anger? Because the question insulted him?
With a flash of inspiration, the reporter ran to catch up and panted slightly:
"Mr. Gu, do you think there is no need to discuss this game? Do you think there is only one outcome? Do you think you are certain to win?"
Gu Jianxi glanced sideways at him expressionlessly, and answered without any wavering in his tone:
"yes."
When the simple word "yes" hit his ears, the reporter felt like he heard the sound of nature, and felt that today's big news was in hand!
He is worthy of being a "clown" with the reputation of being "upright"!
He is not hypocritical, not tactful, not afraid, not perfunctory, and always speaks directly when he has something to say!
Taking a deep breath, the reporter's thoughts turned around and he hurriedly added another question, a more pointed question:
"Do you think that among the top sixteen, Lou Cheng is an exception, a product of luck, and not good enough to compete with you?"
Just after asking, he suddenly noticed that Gu Jianxi's eyes darkened, and his vision became like X-rays, which seemed to clearly illuminate every dirty thought in his heart.
Gu Jianxi stared at him for ten seconds, staring at him as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if he was being struck continuously with a sword, as if he was on the verge of terrifying death.
Drops of sweat as big as soybeans fell from his forehead. Just when the reporter felt that he could no longer bear it and was about to collapse physically and mentally, Gu Jianxi turned his head and entered the alley, leaving an indifferent answer lightly:
"currently."
When his back disappeared, the reporter relaxed, hunched over, put his hands on his knees, and retched for a while.
Currently... currently... He stood up straight again, chewing on these three words, and an excited smile gradually appeared on his face.
Ten minutes later, a lot of news with shocking titles suddenly appeared on the Internet:
"Shocked! The 'Joker' turned the building into nothing!"
"I will definitely win! Gu Jianxi declared this."
"The 'Joker' said Lou Cheng is not worthy of the top 16 of the 'Grandmaster Battle'!"
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"It's so lively now...Everywhere is noisy..." Xin Xiaoyue, who had just entered the hotel lobby, looked at her phone and clicked her tongue.
At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the gloomy Gu Jianxi appearing at the front door.
"Did you read it?" Xin Xiaoyue raised her phone.
Gu Jianxi nodded without any extra expression, indicating that he was aware of today's headline news and the quarrel between the two fans.
"Hey, it's not like you don't know that these reporters, if you give me one point, they can exaggerate it to five points." Xin Xiaoyue said casually, "If it were me, it would definitely be exaggerated to ten points.
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She didn't expect Gu Jianxi to answer anything, but after a few seconds of silence, the other party actually explained two sentences concisely and concisely. There were really only two sentences:
"I am telling the truth."
"Angry prey is easier to deal with."
After two sentences, Gu Jianxi closed her mouth and walked to the elevator with a gloomy expression as before, leaving the flattered Xin Xiaoyue there in a daze.
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Lou Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed, comforting his wife, while looking at Yan Xiaoling and others who were so angry that they were talking about each other, making him look like an outsider.
He knew very well that there was nothing wrong with what the other party said. With his newly consolidated strength, he could defeat the sudden "Psychic Knife", but it was almost impossible to defeat him.
Looking at the top sixteen warriors, I am indeed much inferior to others. Even I have complained about the sheep among the wolves.
So there's nothing to be angry about.
Of course, the absence of anger does not mean that he is not depressed. He clearly knows that he can accept it rationally without expressing it. Lou Cheng is inevitably a little depressed and just wants time to pass quickly.
Give me another two years, no, one year, and even if I don't get the title, I will still be qualified to stand here!
When the time comes, I will defeat you openly!
While his thoughts were swirling, he devoted more energy to watching the "Joker's" battle video and watching the "Death Department" secret technique that was mixed with a bit of cold and rigid meaning.
With such seriousness and focus, the knockout round of the top 16 will soon come.
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At 7:30 in the evening in early November, it was already chilly. The crowds of spectators braved the rustling autumn wind and filled the "Jiuqu City 50,000 Stadium" to a full capacity, leaving only passages between the battlefield and precautions for stampedes.
Event space.
After listening to the little fairy cheering, Lou Cheng calmed down his emotions, stood up without being angry or happy, expected or gave up, and walked out of the locker room.
He didn't think about what would happen if he won this game or what would happen if he lost. He only thought about how to do his best to seize the chance of victory that might arise.
After walking through the long aisle and stepping onto the field where there was no longer any green grass, Lou Cheng, who was wearing a white martial arts uniform with dragon and tiger patterns on the bottom, saw Gu Jianxi who was already standing opposite.
This "clown" is dressed in black, and even his eyes look like a night without stars and moon. His temperament is cold and dangerous, and he seems to be violent and murderous at the slightest disagreement.
The head of the green and black "clown" with grinning teeth came into view, and bits and pieces about him suddenly flashed through Lou Cheng's heart:
Coming from a war-torn area, growing up in the midst of fighting...
Amazing talent, no powerful martial arts, but always able to kill his opponents...
He was discovered by the elders of the Dinghai Sect and introduced into the sect, thus avoiding the end of getting his shoes wet when he often walked by the river...
He was a non-human being as soon as he was ranked first. Within a few years, he jumped over the dragon gate and was now a first rank...
I don't like to socialize and don't do hypocritical things, even if I offend many people...
The secret skill of "Death Department" complements his talent perfectly. He is a killer warrior who never shows mercy...
He is also the type who performs better in bigger situations, but when he encounters opponents who are weaker than himself, he will not be careless and will be just as vicious and deadly...
As his thoughts emerged, Lou Cheng saw the referee and announced the start of the conversation.
Gu Jianxi said nothing, just looked at Lou Cheng like a snake staring at a frog.
Lou Cheng didn't think anything was wrong at first, but after being looked at for ten seconds, he gradually began to have the idea of escape and unwilling to face it, and gradually began to feel uneasy.
He hurriedly condensed his heart of ice, alleviating the invisible oppression and the strong premonition of danger that was as real as reality.
The dark starry sky emerged, deeper than the night, and the stars moved slowly, heavy and hot.
Lou Cheng tried to shake the "Joker" with his own momentum, but Gu Jianxi remained unmoved. He seemed to have lost all consciousness and still stared at Lou Cheng, causing his ice heart to tremble slightly.
Are you playing a staring game where whoever blinks first loses? Lou Cheng suddenly had a similar thought, almost making himself laugh, and Bing Xin suddenly regained her calmness and clarity.
He didn't take the opportunity to condense the "Five Fires" because today's fighting style would be different from before.
At this moment, the referee shouted throughout the stadium:
"start!"
With a bang, Lou Cheng spun his heels, turned his back, and violently stirred up the blizzard that enveloped the surrounding area.
The white wind broke out, and he quickly moved around, constantly changing positions, showing a wandering attitude, while Gu Jianxi did not move, and stood there with his eyes narrowed.
Seeing this, Lou Cheng pressed his thumb and shot out a crystal-clear cold light with a whoosh. Then, he moved his feet, moved to another place and punched hard, blasting out a ball of purple meteor-like flames.
Bang! Boom!
"Ice Soul Divine Light" and "Xingjun Purple Flame", "Clown" Gu Jianxi did not dodge significantly. He only took two steps to avoid them in the most economical way.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Boom! Boom!
Lou Cheng kept wandering around in the blizzard, constantly attacking from afar, letting the cold light and purple flames dance together. Gu Jianxi maintained the same style as before, moving his body accurately and economically.
This allowed Lou Cheng to almost predict his next move, and he subconsciously paused for two seconds to chop the clown and let him take the initiative to hit the ice soul light!
At this time, Gu Jianxi suddenly moved. He did not dodge as Lou Cheng expected, but bent his back and pounced on his opponent, who was delayed!
A black shadow was blurred by the high speed, and it quickly approached in front of him. Lou Cheng had no time to dodge, so he dodged, clenched his fist and smashed it diagonally, half blocking and half walking away.
Bang! Under him, the mud and rocks suddenly exploded. A hand clenched into a fist, rushed up from the cracked ground, and hit Lou Cheng's vitals!
And the blurry black shadow instantly became illusory, twisted and disappeared!