Without waiting for Lou Cheng to answer, Ning Zitong described in more detail:
"You have also seen the club's games, usually Dragon King, Long Zhen and I are the main players. I am quite old. I have to learn to make choices and recharge my batteries to prepare for one or two titles a year. Haha, this year
I participated in the 'Grandmaster Battle' and 'King Battle', and rarely played consecutively in professional competitions. Most of the time I took turns with Lu Yan."
When they reach the age of forty, except for a few perverts such as Dong Baxian and Lu Yongyuan, the top Wai Gang will rationally give up many battles and spend half a year or even a year building momentum to compete for the honor of Wu Wu Second.
Only in this way can they have a greater hope of fighting their way out of a bunch of powerful enemies, but even so, they often fall in front of the "Dragon King" or the "Martial Saint" in the end and fall short.
According to statistics, since the era of "peerless twins" kicked off, at most two titles have been lost every year, most of the time it is one, and in rare cases, none. This is still the case when Chen Qitao and Qian Donglou often fight to the death.
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"My stupid apprentice Guo Jie usually plays in less important games in professional games, or takes over when someone is injured. Her current level can only be said to be barely coping. If she switches to some forces, she can play the main force, but we
Her goal is to be 'number one in the world'." Ning Zitong continued, half distressed and half self-deprecating, "It's not that her hard training is useless, it's not that there's something wrong with her obsession with martial arts. Wait ten or eight years,
She may not be able to get the first grade, but the problem is imminent and cannot be solved quickly."
Speaking of this, Ning Zitong took a deep look at Lou Cheng and sighed:
"On the road to martial arts, talent is really important."
"Although the 'Dragon King' is always described as 'self-disciplined to the point of perversion', his talent is only inferior to that of the Martial Saint. Compared with me and most of the top experts who have won the title,
There is no difference, plus his invincible competitive spirit and terrifying mobility, he is enough to rival the Martial Saint."
It may take ten years for my stupid apprentice to go from the second level to the first level. By then, she will be in her early forties, and the person in front of me can become a contender for the title in maybe three years, maybe two years, or even sooner.
This is the gap, a gap that may never be bridged in a lifetime.
"I have just started the 'Wai Gang Chapter' of my Kung Fu." Lou Chengyan expressed his attitude concisely and comprehensively, and then asked slightly doubtfully, "Didn't Long Zhen's contract expire in January? The remaining three
Can I participate in every professional competition?"
Ning Zitong laughed dumbly:
"Do you think the 'Dragon King' will let him play again?"
"Don't you want to prove your status? I, the 'Dragon King', will show you how insignificant you are. Where the Dragon King is, there is victory."
"Hiss...this doesn't seem like something the 'Dragon King' would say..." Little fan Lou Cheng subconsciously pointed out something was wrong.
Although this fits the style of the "Dragon King" very well and is even perfectly close to his psychological activities, with the person of the "Dragon King" and his domineering style, it is absolutely impossible for him to say something like this.
It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I disdain!
What qualifications do you have to let me say such a thing?
"Haha." Ning Zitong laughed dryly, "Understand the meaning, understand the meaning. In short, the next three professional games are not for Long Zhen's sake. You have to be prepared to be the main force. You can't always rely on me and Lu Yan.
Two old guys holding on, right? Especially in this weekend's game, Lu Yan probably won't be able to play. He was injured in the 'King's Battle', so it's OK to force him to play, but it's not always good."
"This weekend... didn't I go north to Hudong this weekend to challenge the Shangqing Sect?" Lou Cheng recalled.
And it is a key battle to determine the champion of this year’s (lunar year) top professional competition!
"Dragon King" is really conceited...
"It's okay, Yunyan is injured over there, and the remaining ones are all in the second grade." Ning Zitong replied with a smile, "But, since we have a problem, she may also fight with the injury."
Under normal circumstances, the main force of the Shangqing Sect is "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou, Taoist leader who has won three titles, and Taoist Yunyan, a powerful attacker with titles, which happens to be the "Dragon King" Chen Qitao and "Luo Queen" here.
"Ning Zitong and Long Zhen correspond to each other. They are both one of the best, paired with two top-notch players. They are the first-tier favorites to win the top professional competition every year.
The second level is Daxing Temple, Yanzhao Hall, Shushanzhai and Xinghai Club. They mainly compete for third place, but in the past ten years, they have also reached the top two and even won the hegemony, which should not be underestimated.
Lou Cheng nodded slowly and said: "I understand, I will prepare well."
I have to look over and over again at the information and videos of several powerful figures from the Shangqing Sect!
After cheering up and leaving the office, Lou Cheng was about to turn towards his room when he suddenly saw Long Zhen walking along the corridor and approaching the elevator entrance.
He was over two meters tall, with a bronze complexion and a shiny scalp. He was wearing a loose martial arts uniform. His mere presence gave people a strong sense of oppression.
At this time, his demeanor was relaxed, his energy was lively and agile, and he felt like he had returned to nature after being in a cage for a long time.
Lou Cheng didn't expect to meet the other party directly. He was a little embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say or what attitude to show.
"Morning." Long Zhen laughed.
After saying hello, he gave Lou Cheng a condescending look and said leisurely:
"In five years, I believe you will make the same choice as me."
"Huh?" Lou Cheng was a little confused.
At this time, Long Zhen stepped into the opened elevator, turned his huge body, and said in an erratic tone:
"Because we are always proud."
The car door and the compartment door slowly closed, blocking Lou Cheng's sight. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of what his master once said:
The best way to worship a warrior is to catch up with him, face him, and defeat him!
Seeing how Long Zhen always enjoys being abused, maybe he also admires the "Dragon King" in his heart...
With a sigh, Lou Cheng returned to his room and turned on his computer. There was a video of "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou's recent game on it.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the several-day trip to Europe that he had originally planned.
It seems like it's going to be ruined... Fortunately, I haven't mentioned it to Ke Ke, otherwise she would be disappointed... There is no need to get a visa for the time being... Well, you can also get it in advance. Maybe there will be a chance in the future, and then you can get it.
No need to go to too much trouble... In the blink of an eye, Lou Cheng sent another message to Ouman, asking her to help him obtain visas for various European countries in the next two days.
The current old Europe is a loose alliance, and it is impossible to get a visa as a whole to travel to different countries.
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While Lou Cheng was practicing hard, Ouman visited some consulates in Huacheng. If there was no consulate here, he also found an agent online.
After the documents were submitted, the clear description of "Waigang" triggered a danger alarm and startled the visa officer.
They didn't dare to do it themselves. After confirming that it was Lou Cheng from the Dragon Tiger Club who applied, they reported it to their respective security departments.
In an office in the Niu Kingdom, a man with black hair and blue eyes wearing a general's rank only glanced at his name and then categorically ordered the assistant in front of him:
"Reject him!"
"Why?" the assistant blurted out in confusion.
Is this too casual? Do you want to review it more carefully?
Although he is a crown-level powerhouse, there have been similar guys entering the country in the past.
The black-haired, blue-eyed general leaned back and said:
"Do you still remember the death of 'Night Bat'?"
"Remember, three strong men died before and after. Sartah was besieged by the 'Night Bat' and others. I don't know who did the subsequent incidents. There were no satellites to monitor this area at that time, and no precious photos were taken." Assistant.
Thinking about the answer.
"Lieutenant General Amon confirmed that Lou Cheng chased the 'mummy' to Kukang. He is a strong man who can be identified in the surroundings. There is no small suspicion." The general said in a calm tone.
"But it's just a suspicion. A strong man of this level can cross the desert in a few hours if he wants to. Even those in the Nile capital 'Dika' have suspicions." The assistant provided his own opinion.
"Recently, the secret cooperation center between the United States and Japan was destroyed. The crown-level No. 16 and No. 18 both died there. They made a mistake and provoked the retaliation of China. There is nothing to protest.
, but Lou Cheng was involved in this matter." The general then said.
"I know that, he should be just an assistant." The assistant was still confused.
The general was a little impatient:
"Don't you understand yet? There are always crown-level experts dying around Lou Cheng, at least two each time! We are no better than the United States. We only have a few. Do you want them to lose all of them?"
"But, is this just a coincidence? You can't use bad luck, disaster or other reasons to refuse him a visa!" the assistant argued with a headache.
"At the crown level, misfortune is not false and must be treated with caution. Who knows if it will be another strange ability." The general tapped the table and said, "Do you understand?"
"Yes, then what reason should be used to refuse the visa, or no reason given?" The assistant asked the boss for his opinion.
The general pondered for a moment and said:
"In accordance with the John Wilburg Convention."
"Are you kidding me?" the assistant blurted out in shock.
"No." The general shook his head, "Of course, you have to use its full name."
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Two days later, Ouman received a reply. She glanced at Lou Cheng next to her and licked her lips a few times, not knowing what to say.
"What's going on?" Lou Cheng noticed it and opened his eyes and asked.
"Niu Country has refused you a visa." Ouman replied softly.
"Reason?" Lou Cheng frowned slightly and asked casually.
Ouman hesitated for a few seconds and said:
"The Fort John Wilhelm Convention on the Restriction of High-Hazardous Weapons..."
ps: I went to see a doctor and he said it was still early and not serious. The treatment plan he gave was exactly the same as that of a friend in a previous comment. He would take hormones and neurotrophic drugs first, and then prick his face after a few days. If the situation did not worsen, he would
It's getting better, and I don't even have to. Well, I also got a few injections today, on my hands, feet, and stomach, to relax my muscles and activate my blood circulation. I was told to take a good rest recently and not stay up late, so I'll take a chapter off today to adjust my schedule.
Time, together with the chapter I owed before, will be fixed once it is completely healed. The update starting tomorrow will not be affected until I get the injection. If it worsens in the middle and needs to be advanced, then let's talk about it separately.