The showerhead kept spraying out cold water, which was bone-chilling and freezing to the core. In the cold winter, any normal person would retreat, but to Lou Cheng's senses, it was like the last life-saving straw, able to slightly quench his own "
combustion".
He felt that the heat in his body was unstoppable, and his lungs seemed to be pulling bellows. Every breath was like a thin flame. His head was getting hotter and hotter, and his consciousness was getting blurry. He could only curl up instinctively, letting his body be completely exposed to the cold.
Within the scope of water erosion.
In the small cabinet where items were stacked next to him, his mobile phone flashed, and the locked screen prompted a message, briefly illuminating the dimness.
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In the martial arts venue outside the locker room, the eerie silence continued. No one dared to believe their eyes, and no one wanted to doubt their common sense. The ignorant children were infected by the surrounding situation, and subconsciously felt fearful, so they did not dare to play with the trumpet anymore.
Waiting for something.
Jiang Lan stood at the guest seat, looking at Ye Youting, who seemed to be trembling a little. Her eyes were full of shock and shock, and the yogurt bottle in her hand was almost crushed by her.
In yesterday's battle, Lou Cheng's defeat of Zhou Yuanning was within the scope of her expectations. It could only be said that it was slightly beyond her expectations and she was quite emotional. However, the match just now had truly subverted her understanding. With her martial arts experience and her
With his eyesight, Lou Cheng's chance of defeating Ye Youting is only 1%. This is based on multiple factors such as Ye Youting's poor condition and arrogance. Who knows that reality can teach you how to be a good person!
Could it be that he had taken some elixir or a newly developed stimulant from abroad? No, if that were the case, he would not have been at an absolute disadvantage in the beginning. He would have been beaten to the point of collapse by Ye Youting and was about to fail. He only broke out when he reached a desperate situation.
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and she saw Ye Youting leaving the ring with a slightly lonely figure and walking towards the women's locker room, so she sighed, her eyes showed concern, and without thinking about anything else, she rushed to comfort her best friend.
Seeing Jiang Lan hurriedly pass by in front of them, the two "stone Buddhas" Wang Ye and Li Xiaoyuan finally came to their senses.
"This is wrong..." Wang Ye looked confused and muttered to himself.
If Lou Cheng could unleash such terrifying fighting power in a desperate situation, why could he defeat him before?
But everything in front of her was not an illusion. Ye Youting obviously tried her best and did not cooperate with the fake. The power Lou Cheng showed in a short time was so real in the eyes of himself and other professional warriors. It was as if he had witnessed the arrival of an avalanche, which made people shudder!
"I also think this is unreasonable." Li Xiaoyuan said, dumbfounded.
Wang Ye took a breath and showed a thoughtful expression: "What do you think happened?"
Li Xiaoyuan thought about it seriously: "According to the third-rate novels I have read, it should be that Lou Cheng broke through himself in a desperate situation and under pressure, and awakened some extraordinary power."
"...It's possible." Wang Ye was silent for a few seconds and nodded slightly.
The corner of Li Xiaoyuan's mouth twitched: "I was joking..."
"It's really possible." Wang Ye looked at him seriously.
For a moment, Li Xiaoyuan was speechless.
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His senses were blurred, and Lou Cheng felt that everything around him had become extremely distant and out of touch. All movements seemed to come from outside, so misty and fleeting.
The flames seemed to be rushing through his body, boiling his blood and burning his five internal organs. This made him so uncomfortable and unbearable that most of his thoughts faded away like a tide, leaving only a few struggling to hold on, and he was on the verge of fainting.
Really, will you really die...
No, I have to get up, go, see a doctor, I can't die here...
Hallucinatory images kept reappearing in his mind, including the carefree happiness when he was young, the suffering of family difficulties when he started studying, the heartache of looking at his mother's tired back, and the sadness of hearing that his father was working hard outside and being wronged.
, the ecstasy when Yan Zheke gave the first cheers...
Suddenly, the cell phone rang, and there was constant vibration in the small cabinet, as if someone in the distance was worried or anxious.
Lou Cheng heard the sound, but it seemed as if he was having a nightmare and was being suppressed by a ghost. No matter how hard he struggled, he still huddled under the cold shower.
Are you really going to die here?
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In the women's locker room, Ye Youting sat quietly on the bench. Her tied hair was messed up and hung down from both sides, hiding her expression. Only her black and white, blank eyes were exposed, and her body was still trembling slightly.
As soon as Jiang Lan walked in, she saw such a scene, and said with a little distress: "Something must have happened to that guy, and it's not your problem."
Ye Youting raised her head, her black hair fell back, her cheeks were pale with traces of cyan, and she said in confusion:
"I'm not sad..."
As she spoke, she untied the tightened cuffs, rolled them up, and showed her arms in front of Jiang Lan. There was a thin layer of hoarfrost there, and the real hoarfrost was evaporating!
"This..." Jiang Lan took a breath.
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Above the stands, the weird, wide-scale silence finally began to ease. Some people shouted to their satisfaction, some vented loudly, some kept talking to themselves, looking extremely confused, and some cursed and cursed, thinking that Ye Youting and Lou Cheng were cooperating with the bookmaker to fake a fight.
Yan Xiaoling, a girl with a childlike face and a childlike voice, has her mouth half-opened and is looking at the ring, but she has not recovered yet.
The pony-tailed girl recovered from the huge shock and loss. She turned her head and saw her best friend. She suddenly said angrily: "Why are you opening your mouth so wide? I really want to put a dick in you!"
"Ah?" Yan Xiaoling shut up suddenly, looking confused.
"Hey, Senior Sister Ye lost, Senior Sister Ye actually lost..." The pony-tailed girl muttered sadly to herself.
Seeing this, Yan Xiaoling secretly turned her head, looked in the opposite direction, and whispered to herself: "The beating was so fierce, so violent, so, so handsome! No, my girlish heart is wrong..."
She cast her eyes on the service desk, planning to ask for the detailed information of the boy just now, go home and download his game videos and related news. As a Scoia'tael, it is instinct to collect, classify and save!
In the press box, someone finally woke up, showed abnormal excitement, and wrote quickly:
"The 'Phoenix Cup' Little Martial Saint Arena Tournament had the biggest upset since its start, and the mysterious master Lou Chengyi was in trouble to the end!"
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As if he had been suffering for a long time, Lou Cheng calmed down a little and gained a clear awareness of his surroundings and the outside world. He struggled to stand up and found that his whole body was still weak, his forehead and cheeks were still hot, but the burning feeling in his body slowly slowly
Gone.
"I really almost died..." He turned off the faucet and thought fearfully, "Fortunately, I didn't try the limit when I was training my endurance..."
He felt that he had endured several days and nights of pain, but when he moved to the cabinet, he found that only twenty minutes had passed. He picked up his mobile phone and saw more than a dozen missed calls, all from Yan Zheke, almost every call.
There's one every minute.
Losing contact after the game must have worried her... Lou Cheng felt joy for no reason, as if he felt Yan Zheke's anxious mood for him. It was really an indescribable secret feeling, and his physical discomfort seemed to be relieved a little.
He dried his body with difficulty, put on his personal clothes, and quickly called Yan Zheke back.
"Hello, Orange?" Yan Zheke's voice was obviously anxious.
"It's me." Lou Cheng felt that his voice was incredibly hoarse.
Yan Zheke was obviously relieved: "Fortunately it's you. I was afraid it was a call from some emergency center. You scared me to death, do you know? Why didn't you answer the phone?"
The end of her voice trembled slightly, as if she was crying. Lou Cheng was suddenly moved, his eyes turned red, and joy grew in his heart.
He said honestly: "I almost fainted just now, and I just recovered."
"Huh, that's pretty much what I thought. I thought I was imagining things. You didn't reply to my message just now, so I watched the game video first and found that your final outburst was too, too scary and terrifying. I thought you might have died.
If something unexpected happened, I would call you quickly. But you never answered, so I was worried that you had fainted and been sent to the emergency room, or that no one had noticed you, so you were just lying in the corner. I was so worried that I wanted to call you.
Call the organizer." Yan Zheke said in one breath, his voice a little hoarse, not as soft and clear as usual.
"It's okay, it's okay, I've recovered. Don't worry." Lou Cheng comforted Yan Zheke, and his heart felt warm.
Yan Zheke took a breath and said, "Just take it easy. How do you feel now?"
"I feel like I'm sick, have a fever, and feel weak all over." Lou Cheng answered truthfully.
"Then why are you talking on the phone? You haven't seen a doctor yet!" Yan Zheke yelled fiercely.
Lou Cheng didn't realize he was yelled at, but he was inexplicably happy and said with a smile:
"Yes! Let's talk later."
"Go quickly, go quickly." Yan Zheke urged.
After hanging up the phone, Lou Cheng put on his coat, packed some things, and walked to the first aid point at the competition venue. His feet were weak and weak, as if he were stepping on clouds, his head was dizzy, and his forehead and cheeks were still hot.
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"Lou Cheng, a college student from Song Dynasty, eighteen years old, no class, wow, no class..." Yan Xiaoling looked at the detailed information in her hand and kept sighing in admiration.
The ponytail girl rolled her eyes at her: "I told you about him before, but you didn't listen at all."
"Hehe." Yan Xiaoling laughed and did not dare to answer.
"What do you want Lou Cheng's information for?" the pony-tailed girl asked in confusion.
Yan Xiaoling nodded vigorously: "I kind of admire him. He was so handsome and majestic just now. I want to build a personal forum and post bar for him. I want to be his first fan! I want to take the exam to Songda University!"
"You can pass the exam if you want to, little nympho~" the ponytail girl relaxed her mood and joked.
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In the emergency room, the doctor checked the thermometer and then looked at Lou Cheng like a monster:
"Ye Youting had a fever of 40 degrees and even defeated her..."
"I'll give you a fever-reducing injection and then use physical cooling to prevent you from burning like a fool..."
Lou Cheng replied weakly: "I was hit with a high fever."