Martial Arts Master

In the office of the Martial Arts Club, there are not only old players such as Lou Cheng, Lin Que, but also freshmen such as He Zi, Mu Jinnian, and Wang Dali who have only been trained for two weeks.

The weather in late October has turned cold, and she came here every now and then without wearing professional attire. She wore a thin and lazy sweater and a knee-length skirt. Wang Dali and the others secretly glanced at it from time to time.

"Relax, don't worry about the camera. When we don't exist, you can chat as you usually do." Shu Rui looked around with piercing eyes, looking for details that could create a topic.

For her statement, no one takes it seriously, who is willing to let people record the bad side, and even broadcast it for thousands of households to enjoy?

He Zi and other new team members, who had never been interviewed before, moved their positions quietly, and each found human flesh to cover them. Only the old man Shi didn't care, drinking the wine happily and chewing the strange-flavored peanuts. As for Lin Que, he put his hands in Pou, standing there, still cold, with clear lines on the profile, and tightly pursed lips.

On the computer screen, the speeches of several guests continued, making people sleepy.

Lou Cheng leaned back against the back of the chair, took out his mobile phone, quickly pressed the keyboard, and sent a message to Yan Zheke beside him, "covering his face and crying" and said, "It's really uncomfortable to have a camera."

Because she knew in advance that there would be a shooting and Shu Rui would come, Yan Zheke tidied up a lot before going out, smeared something on her face, wore a cotton skirt, and stockings to cover her legs. Under the light, her eyes were picturesque, Bright and youthful, Lou Cheng couldn't help but praise the little fairy several times before.

After seeing her boyfriend's movements, she tacitly took out her mobile phone, browsed the news, and replied with a "covering her mouth and smiling" expression: "Don't you think this is strange? You still need to chat on your mobile phone face to face."

"I can't help it. Who told the journalists to stare at him like a tiger!" Lou Cheng answered with a "broken heart".

"Can't you bear not chatting with me for a while?" Yan Zheke said "looking up at the sky" arrogantly, but her heart was sweet.

Lou Cheng replied decisively: "No!"

Yan Zheke frowned, "touched her head" and said, "Okay then, my sister will love you~!"

"Hey, you are so cute every time you call yourself sister." Lou Cheng said with a "smirk".

"Really? Is it cute only at this time?" Yan Zheke "sit well and wait for praise".

"No, it's cuter when you call me a big pervert!" Lou Cheng replied with a "smirk".

Pfft... Seeing this news, Yan Zheke bit her pink lips lightly and trembled slightly. It was very hard to hold back a smile, and it was also hard to hold back the urge to stare at her boyfriend, pinch him, and kick him. , she gritted her teeth and pressed the keyboard vigorously:

"I'm calling the police!"

Lou Cheng unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, almost laughed out loud, managed to control the expression on his face, and continued to flirt with classmate Ke Xiaoke, but in the eyes of Shu Rui and others, they were just idle and boring. Playing with mobile phone.

After chatting, Lou Cheng remembered something, and said with a question mark on his head:

"Keke, didn't you say that after the inhuman level, the root marrow gradually changes, and the offspring may be born with supernatural powers? Why hasn't your cousin awakened?"

During this period of time, he was also thinking about how to help his elder brother improve his physical shortcomings, and after thinking about it, this doubt arose.

Keke’s grandfather is Ji Jianzhang, the elder of Shushanzhai, who was a first-grade Waigang decades ago. Her grandmother Dou Ning is also a Waigang, and also an elder of Shushanzhai. The offspring of the combination of the two should have a high chance of awakening supernatural powers. That's right.

"Stupid Orange, you also said that it is possible, but it is possible~" Yan Zheke said with a "crying smile", "Moreover, the change of the root marrow at the inhuman level is very small and unstable, and the probability of inheriting supernatural powers in the offspring is quite high Low, you have to become a foreign gang before the probability becomes realistic. My uncle and my aunt were born at my grandfather's low-grade alchemy and inhuman levels, and they didn't inherit it, er, or it didn't show up. Only my mother, who is the youngest daughter, who was born of their old couple, has awakened the power."

"Ah, the Queen Mother has supernatural powers?" Lou Cheng was startled.

Yan Zheke sent a "Cheers" exclusive emoji for middle-aged and elderly people: "Congratulations, you got the answer right!"

"However, the queen mother is so-so in terms of martial arts and supernatural power training. She doesn't pay enough attention, and her overall combat power is only weak at the eighth rank..." She "covered her face" and added, "My aunt is that my grandfather and grandma are both at the inhuman level. It is born from time to time, maybe it has the root of genetic change, my brother may awaken something at any time... Hey, logically speaking, the probability of me awakening the power should not be small, but my congenital deficiency has not shown anything ..."

Lou Cheng said with a "hugging" expression: "Don't be sad, technology is developing, martial arts are developing, maybe your congenital deficiency will be cured sometime!"

"You stole my words~!" Yan Zheke scolded.

"This is repeating your teaching, Coach Yan!" Lou Cheng took the opportunity to boast.

Yan Zheke "kissed her hips and shook her head", proudly, and then "covered her mouth" with a smile: "Actually, I don't feel too sad about this now, I'm used to it, I see it~ and I'm a little lucky."

"What are you lucky about?" Lou Cheng asked "at a loss".

"Hey, I'll tell you later~" Yan Zheke lowered her eyes and replied softly.

If it weren't for my congenital deficiency, my life trajectory would definitely be different. Most likely I wouldn't stay in Xiushan to study in high school, and I probably wouldn't come to Songcheng to study. In this case, we wouldn't know each other, hug, or kiss. Seeing each other is like passers-by, at most they take a look at each other.

Meeting you at the youngest age is the luckiest thing in my life so far.

When we are old and gray-haired and still hold hands, I will tell you.

At this time, the guests finished their speeches, the song and dance performance ended, and the strong outsiders invited for this lottery ceremony stepped onto the stage.

She is the "witch" Qian Hui, twenty-seven years old, the first half of the year, Waigang, the main force of the second-tier Haiyuan club, they are very hopeful to break into the top ranks.

The reason why the organizing committee invited this newly promoted powerhouse as a guest was because she had a close relationship with the university martial arts competition.

Before Peng Leyun, Ren Li and other geniuses flooded in, Qian Hui was a representative figure in this circle, and she was also one of the few cases where she was able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts step by step after she graduated from university. The following generations of juniors and younger sisters.

Qian Hui shaved her head and looked like a feminine boy, but her eyes were as deep as the sea, with a strange charm. The host didn't dare to look at her, and looked sideways stiffly, announcing the next process.

According to the rumors circulating in the rivers and lakes, "witches" have their own hypnotism!

When Qian Hui made a brief speech, the live broadcast screen switched to the stands, sweeping past the top two teams of the previous session, the Martial Arts Club of Shanbei University and the Martial Arts Club of Sanjiang College.

Peng Leyun sat leaning against the back of the chair, his body was relaxed, his eyes were empty, and his mind was wandering. Those who knew him knew that this was his style, while those who didn't know would think that he was arrogant and arrogant, and didn't care about his opponent at all. Don't mind the draw.

Xu Wannian had heavy bags under his eyes as usual, subconsciously straightened his back, and focused on the upcoming lottery draw. Fang Zhirong next to him had freckles on his face. .

At the seat of Sanjiang College, Qu Hui was wearing a tuxedo, seemingly calm and composed, but his hands had changed their posture, and they were clasped in front of his stomach, fingers clasped tightly.

Qian Hui didn't speak for a long time, and turned to the main topic, announcing the adjustment of the competition system of this university martial arts meeting on behalf of the organizing committee.

The front part has not changed, there are still four groups with four seeds, and the rest of the teams will enter the corresponding group through two or three rounds of single elimination by drawing lots. The top two show up.

Afterwards, cross duel, second place in the first battle, a quarter-final knockout match, to determine the top four.

Here, the elimination system should have continued, and the winners would go to the imperial capital, but in order to ensure that the strong teams would not be disqualified due to early collisions, the organizing committee made adjustments, and the four teams played single rounds again, and the top two entered the national finals .

In this way, there will be one more round of competition at the end, and the divisional competition of the Martial Arts Association will be moved forward by one week accordingly, and will be held the next week after the end of the professional competition.

"Good thing!" Cai Zongming didn't hold back his smile.

This means that even if they meet Shanbei ahead of time, the Songda Martial Arts Club has great hope of appearing!

"It seems that Shanbei must be fought at least once." Li Mao said with emotion.

The top four are for a single round robin!

Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke looked at each other first, smiled, then turned to look at the uncle, and made a fist gesture to him.

Peng Leyun arrived as scheduled!

Lin Que stretched out his hand from his trouser pocket, clenched his fist in response, and a raging flame ignited deep in his eyes!

Old man Shi let out a hey, and poured the last sip of wine down his throat.

"Group A, Shanbei University...Group B, Haiyuan College...Group C, Shannan University...Group D, Sanjiang College..." Qian Hui first drew out the seeded teams.

The top four have not changed from last year, which shows their dominance.

The lottery continued, and each team was drawn out, each with their own sorrows and joys.

"Group C, the fifth knockout round, the home team, Songcheng University Martial Arts Club!" The guests announced with bright eyes.

Lou Cheng and Lin Que are already famous!

"Fight against Shannan in the group stage..." Yan Zheke murmured to herself, dimples looming.

Shannan and Haiyuan are half a chip behind Sanjiang, and Sanjiang is left behind by Shanbei several times.

Li Mao and the others did not hide their joy, they punched each other to celebrate, forgetting that there was still a camera recording everything.

Lou Cheng coughed twice, cleared his throat, and reminded:

"Shannan is not weak either. This year, it should be the main lineup of the 3-job 9, and the leader, Mu Yu, is a supernatural being known as the 'Calamity'. He is not so easy to deal with."

"Understood!" Several members of the Martial Arts Club happily answered.

With you and Lin Que, what disaster are we afraid of?

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Members of Shannan University and the Martial Arts Club also gathered to watch the draw.

When "Songcheng University" entered Group C, they held their breath, quieted the atmosphere, and suppressed their feelings.

"It's nothing, even if you lose, you can qualify as second in the group." After a long time, Mu Yu comforted his teammates.

He is born with an old face. The young man in his early twenties looks like he is in his forties or fifties. He is often ridiculed as "Old Man Mu". His ability is "bad luck". Drinking cold water is also bad for the teeth, and when he wins the game, there will be backlash around him. Among the people he knows, someone will be unlucky for three days at random, which is relatively mild.

Because of this incident, the Martial Arts Club of Shannan University has no coaches or instructors...

"Maybe we won? Captain, I used to believe in science, but now I believe in you!" Lin Xiaozhi, another main force of the Martial Arts Club, tried his best to cheer everyone up.

She wears a high ponytail with a fresh and clean demeanor. She wears a necklace with Taoist amulets around her neck. On her left wrist is a prayer bead that has been illuminated. Everything against bad luck is superimposed on the body.

"Let's fight, you'll know after you fight!" Mu Yu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

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"The fifth knockout match, the away team..." The guest selected Songda's first knockout opponent, "Guannan College."

"Guannan College!" Li Mao, Sun Jian, Cai Zongming and others in the office of Songda Martial Arts Club were stunned for a moment, and then ecstatically.

It was because of losing to them last year that the Martial Arts Club failed to qualify for the group stage, and everyone has been brooding about it!

Now, I finally have a chance to take revenge, Feng Shui turns, and now it's my house!

Lin Que closed his eyes, inserted the five fingers of his right hand into his trouser pocket again, and made a fist inside.

Lou Cheng cheered up, looked at Yan Zheke happily, and smiled at the camera that turned around.

This opponent draws well!

Where to fail, where to start!

Save a manuscript today, and make up for it tomorrow~