"I have a feeling that senior can go one step further this time and break into the top eight!" "The long night is coming," Yan Xiaoling said aggressively.
"What a coincidence! I also have this premonition!" "Huan Brahma" and "Shake Hand" agreed.
"The Unparalleled Dragon King" said with a wicked smile: "Have you two started to lose character so early?"
"This is not like the early stage of the 'Grandmaster Battle', which is a double-elimination elimination system. There is still room for recovery after losing a game. If you really want to draw a strong enemy, it is not strange to be eliminated in the first round. Building up your character is crucial!
"Bull Demon King" "Funny" reply.
"Plumber Eats Mushrooms" analyzed: "This round is not bad, there are many relatively weak ones, and the probability of picking a strong enemy is low. Starting from the second round is the time to fight for character."
"Suddenly I discovered that character is really important..." "Good names have been gnawed by dogs" "Sitting in a daze".
"...I, I was wrong! I admit my mistake!" Yan Xiaoling has never cared about such things as face, and quickly changed the subject, "Then let's discuss the senior's future title of 'King'. He has always said that his martial arts is '
"The flow of stars in the universe, how about calling it 'King of Universe'? No, I thought it was King Zhou... Then, let's call it 'King of Stars'! King of Stars, how nice it sounds!"
"What, the ape king?" Okamoto, who has always been a pure lover, asked with his ears picked out.
"Road to the Arena" laughed and said: "What, King of Salary? I'll pass it on, I'll pass it on, isn't it okay if I pass on this fire?"
"...You guys are going too far. Every word has a bunch of homophones. Don't pay attention to those details! It's inevitable! Just like the 'Dragon King', isn't it also easy to misunderstand it as the 'Deaf King'?" Yan Xiaoling "
Banging the table and throwing the stool" said.
As soon as these words came out, the forum suddenly became quiet, and no one responded for a full minute, which made Yan Xiaoling anxious and uneasy.
"Where are the people?" she couldn't help but ask.
"...Xiao Changye, don't go out recently, you might get beaten easily..." "Huan Fan" said with a sigh.
Yan Xiaoling "hid her face and sighed" and said, "I'll delete it, I'll delete it, can't I delete it?"
…………
May 11, Hexi City, the eve of the second round draw of the "Martial Holy War".
Lou Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed, watching the hotel TV and chatting on Q.
In the first round, he picked Gou Wen of the Xuanwu sect who was promoted in the same year, which was a small advantage.
This is not to say that Gou Wen is weak. As the leader of the new generation of the Xuanwu sect, she does not practice the "Water Department" secret skill or the "Xuanwu True Sword". Because she is a Miao person and has a talent for witchcraft, she chose the sect to collect.
The remaining chapters of the Plague Division, whether it is the "Plague Messenger" that covers the surrounding area with viruses and other substances to make the enemy weaker as they fight, or the deadly "Five Plague Poison Palms", or the ninth style "Lu Di's Finger".
"The Scorpion's Tail Wags" has already been completed and is close to the second level.
It's a pity that she met Lou Cheng. The Fire Department's "High Temperature Hell" can minimize the effect of "Plague Bringer", and the "Five Fires and Nine Revolutions" "shell bombardment" coverage makes it difficult for many of the special skills that the Plague Department needs to be exposed to.
Played hard, but ultimately failed.
Of course, this is not only because of his restrained style, but more importantly because Lou Cheng's strength is more than half as good as hers.
After replying to the little fairy, Lou Cheng switched to the group and saw Ren Li popping up and saying:
"Let's continue the bet!"
"Let's see who can persevere to the end! The winner will be treated to a treat!"
You seem to be worried about the result last time... Lou Cheng chuckled secretly, as if he saw Ren Li's unyielding look, and replied concisely:
"OK!"
"I have no problem." Peng Leyun followed.
An Chaoyang "sighed" and said:
"I can only wait until next year."
He ranked first in the preliminaries of the "Martial Holy War" and entered the main round. He was selected as the "Dragon King" in the first round and received "guidance".
But what he means next year is that by this time next year, I should also be in Waigang!
As soon as he finished speaking, the drawing of lots officially began. Several players would have a bye in this round, but Lou Cheng unfortunately heard his name in the first place:
"Longhu, Lou Cheng!"
Hey, I wonder who it could be... Lou Cheng cast his gaze towards the TV screen.
A few seconds later, the guest took out another small ball and said with a smile:
"Haiyuan, Long Zhen!"
Once the second captain of the Dragon Tiger Club!
Close to a super strong person!
Damn it, what a coincidence... Lou Cheng picked up his phone and pressed the virtual keyboard. Just as he was about to send a message to his wife, he saw classmate Ke Xiaoke said "diagonally confused":
"Really. It's not that enemies never get together!"
"But his enemy is the 'Dragon King'." Lou Cheng said with tears in his eyes.
Yan Zheke "looked at the sky and turned his eyes" and said:
"Essentially speaking, it is you...you are taking his place, and everyone will inevitably compare you with him..."
"That's right." Lou Cheng was inexplicably more hopeful.
In the team practice last year, I never beat Long Zhen even once!
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In the hotel where Haiyuan Club is staying.
Long Zhen, who is more than two meters tall, thick and strong, is sitting on the sofa, slowly burning a cigar without even looking at the TV.
Around him, "Witch" Qian Hui was sitting to the side, "Cheetah" Li Yuanqi was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, and "Empty Nester" Wu Molian was smoking a cigar leisurely and calling his old friends from time to time, looking lazy.
When the first round showdown came out, Qian Hui, Li Yuanqi and others all turned their attention to Long Zhen, only to find that this man with a smooth head and a ferocious appearance showed no emotion at all. After slowly enjoying a cigar, he smiled and said:
"The world is so small."
He looked around, leaned back and said:
"If we draw him this time next year, I really don't dare to pat my chest and guarantee it."
He took another puff on his cigar, exhaled misty smoke and said:
"As for now, hey..."
"Yes, you are the one who wants to challenge the 'Dragon King', how could you be blocked by Lou Cheng." Wu Molian said with a smile as he watched the excitement.
Long Zhen didn't speak any more, laughed and continued to enjoy his cigar.
There were many strong matchups in the subsequent draws, but due to the principle of seed avoidance, there was no classic matchup for the time being. By the time it was over, there were several players who had byes and entered the top 32 directly, including "Morning Star" Ren Li, including a certain Shangqing sect leader.
teach……
This made Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun dumbfounded, and they deeply felt the difference between European emperors and non-chiefs.
…………
The next afternoon, inside the vast desert.
A place with no weeds and dark gravel is surrounded by weathered stone pillars one after another. This does not look like a miraculous work of nature, but rather seems to be the work of human beings.
This is the venue and auditorium of "Martial Holy War".
Of course, these stone pillars are quite far away from the desert, so they are protected from the aftermath. There are also experts from the Martial Arts Association "patrolling" around them.
As a contestant in the first contest, Lou Cheng came out of the tent (dressing room) early, handed his mobile phone and other personal belongings to Auman, and faced the blazing Gobi wind as he walked step by step to the center of the "ring".
Long Zhen on the opposite side looked like half an iron tower, walking slowly and steadily.
He is wearing a loose sky-blue martial arts uniform, and his appearance alone can put great pressure on people.
Stopping at the predetermined location, Long Zhen looked at Lou Cheng, smiled slightly and said:
"This is not a team practice anymore."
I will really try my best!
PS: Recommend a book, Rebirth of a Perfect Future, by an author who has written similar novels, and the quality is guaranteed. However, who gave him the courage to ask me to recommend it? Are you not afraid of being sucked to death?