Martial Arts Master

Lou Cheng suddenly realized, looked at Cai Zongming and said:

"It's not a feeling, it's a fact..."

Damn, I was ridiculed by my uncle!

In vain I thought he was a cold and serious person!

Cai Zongming chuckled, turned his back to Lin Que, raised his eyebrows and said, "Chengzi, go! Beat him!"

He knew that at this distance, no matter how low his volume was, he would not be able to hide it from Lin Que's ears. It was purely a joke to brighten up the atmosphere.

"What you are doing is like letting a dog bite someone." Lou Cheng gave him a disdainful look, "Why don't you go up by yourself?"

"I do it myself? Then should I beat him up? Or go find him?" Cai Zongming spread his hands.

"Haha, I thought of that joke, a hunter went to hunt a bear..." Lou Cheng pursed his lips, held back his smile, and didn't continue.

Cai Zongming has a wide range of knowledge about similar jokes, and he can understand it without listening to it. He also trembled, almost laughed, and secretly cursed "bitch".

At this time, Ji Lan finished walking the stone steps, stepped onto the ring, and stood opposite Yan Zheke.

Seeing her, Yan Zheke suddenly came up with a thought, thinking whether she should leave the field now, and give up the chance to face Ji Lan to senior brother Li Mao, to help him settle his worries and complete a cycle of reincarnation.

——In December last year, it was precisely because Li Mao was overly nervous and lost to Ji Lan in such a good situation that Songda Budao Club's hopes of qualifying were squashed.

While thinking, the girl denied this idea, feeling that this kind of ceremony is too strong, it will not respect Ji Lan on the opposite side, and it will add pressure to Senior Brother Li Mao, which may be self-defeating.

Let's just let nature take its course... Yan Zheke sighed silently, seized the last bit of time, and continued to recover her body.

Although the battle just now didn't last too long, the high-intensity confrontation with the senior professional nine still consumed her a lot, especially in the process of painstakingly creating an opportunity, her spirit was highly tense, and once it was over, she would inevitably be exhausted.

As soon as she let out a foul breath, the referee raised her right hand and announced:

"The second round begins!"

When Ji Lan first collected the information of Songda Martial Arts Club, she found that Yan Zheke did not participate in the amateur competition in September, so she suspected that she might have surpassed the level of professional one and was going to hit professional nine in late October. She didn't sign up, which made her feel uncertain about guessing, thinking that she was thinking too much, but who knows, she really has the strength of professional nine, and even defeated the captain Guyue in a head-to-head contest!

The gang at Songda Martial Arts Club are all monsters!

With a second thought, Ji Lan chose You Dou, which she was best at, and nimbly walked around to Yan Zheke's side, approached with a sliding step, and kicked her lowly, causing her clothes to make a crisp sound.

Yan Zheke swung her right shoulder back, pulled her body to face Ji Lan, and drew out her whip leg, tearing the air flow and making a sharp sound on the ring.

boom!

When her legs collided, Yan Zheke quickly swung her right leg back, borrowing strength, her fist burst out from her waist, and slapped straight towards Ji Lan's abdomen.

Ji Lan knew the horror of the "Twenty-Four Blizzard Strikes". Once the collision occurred, she immediately backed away with light and coordinated footwork.

Seeing this situation, Yan Zheke arched her feet, rushed forward silently, and quickly chased after them. One retreated and the other advanced, the distance narrowed rapidly, as if they were dancing lightly.

During this process, Ji Lan changed direction several times, but how could she be as flexible as Yan Zheke, who could initially control the center of gravity, seeing that she couldn't get rid of it, and was about to encounter a "close-to-face" attack.

At this moment, she stopped suddenly, and before Yan Zheke could "brake", she took a step forward, making the distance between the two sides less than an arm!

With a slap, Ji Lan's right foot was lifted up high, and as fast as lightning, it kicked directly on the opponent's chin.

This movement of hers is like lifting her legs up in a dance and sticking them to her shoulders to stretch the ligaments. But such a fierce and fast exertion, it is not because the ligaments, fascia and muscles have been trained to a certain level, it will inevitably hurt herself , standing unsteadily.

This leg came out of nowhere without any warning, like an assassin's attack, immediately threatening the situation, causing Yan Zheke to break out in a cold sweat, realizing that she was a little careless.

In the blink of an eye, she used her waist as a fulcrum and leaned back sharply, trying to avoid this dangerous kick.

At the same time, according to her usual practice, she raised her hands up to resolve the follow-up killing move.

Snapped! The shadow of the leg narrowly passed Yan Zheke's eyes, and the turbulent wind rushed to her face.

After the kick failed, Ji Lan exerted strength from her back, pulled her raised right leg, and made a menacing "tomahawk chop" downwards, swinging towards the opponent's chest and abdomen.

Chain kicks!

Yan Zheke leaned her body halfway up, her uplifted hands arrived in time, one raised her arm to reach the enemy's Achilles tendon, the other held her palm empty and pushed it to the side.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, she lowered her raised arm to relieve the force, coupled with the push from the side, she barely blocked the tomahawk kick.

Just when the students in the stands breathed a sigh of relief, Ji Lan took advantage of Yan Zheke's fight, soared into the air, flew out with her left foot, and kicked at the opponent's body.

Three consecutive kicks!

Seeing that Yan Zhe Ke Teng couldn't move her hands and couldn't raise her legs to block her, and she was in danger, she flicked her waist and straightened her body with full strength.

Taking advantage of this momentum, she held Ji Lan's "Tomahawk Cleave" arm, flipped it back and forth, abruptly shook him out, and threw him far away, avoiding the fatal kick.

The three consecutive kicks failed, and Ji Lan immediately returned to Youdou, with her legs wide open, constantly changing positions, approaching her outgoing legs from time to time, and kicking low and sideways with roundabout kicks.

Yan Zheke also sank her mind and tried to dismantle every move, but she didn't give up her previous style of play, chasing and attacking as soon as she found an opportunity, she just kept more caution in her mind.

Chasing after each other, sometimes in the midst of fighting, she locked on to the enemy again, and gradually narrowed the distance with Ji Lan by relying on her agility, making it impossible for the opponent to get rid of.

Ji Lan gritted her teeth, jumped up suddenly, and kicked out her legs in a row, fast, hard and fierce!

You are waiting! Yan Zheke watched Ji Lan's game video, and had previous experience, so she was prepared for this, her spine bounced suddenly, like a dragon rushing out of its shackles.

She pulled her muscles, and with a flick of her back, she abruptly changed her center of gravity, pulled her body back, and dodged to the side, allowing Ji Lan's series of volley kicks to fly past her.

Seizing the opportunity, she stretched out her hands and pushed to the side of the enemy. Ji Lan immediately flew out obliquely, staggering and falling.

With a shock on the soles of her feet, Yan Zheke rushed forward. Before her opponent could stand still, her right foot pushed towards the center line, inserted between the opponent's legs, and her body followed closely, causing Ji Lan to completely lose her center of gravity. Fall back.

Yan Zheke grabbed the opponent with her left hand and pulled her to stand upright. With a shake of her right arm, she punched out her fist and landed next to Ji Lan's temple.

"In the second round, Yan Zheke won!" the referee shouted loudly.

After withdrawing her hand comfortably, Yan Zheke couldn't stop panting, feeling that she was exhausted and close to the limit.

In the battle just now, she was very devoted and focused, she didn't think about this aspect of the problem, she just wanted to win the opponent before she really couldn't hold on!

Ji Lan glanced at her, sighed in frustration, shook her head, turned around and walked towards the stone steps, Fei Sanli touched her bald head, and stood up helplessly, while Gu Zhen and his father-in-law looked equally ugly, If this posture continues, my Martial Arts Club might not even be able to see the opponent's general at the bottom of the town, and that would be too embarrassing!

Before Fei Sanli came to the stage, Yan Zheke waved to the audience on both sides with a sweet smile, and left the ring by herself amidst waves of applause.

Lou Cheng greeted her, stretched out his fist, collided with her, and praised her sincerely:

"Awesome!"

Beforehand, he thought that classmate Ke Xiaoke would have completed her merits if she could defeat Guyue, but who knew, she actually picked two generals in a row!

Yan Zheke raised her eyebrows and raised her chin, "Worship?"

"Worship, especially worship!" Lou Cheng replied with a smile.

He didn't care about Shu Rui who was recording the game nearby. This comrade reporter should have noticed his relationship with Keke long ago, after all, he almost blocked the intimacy between the two of them.

At this time, Li Mao had left the seat and walked beside the two of them.

"Come on!" Lou Cheng Yan Zheke touched his fists with him respectively.

Since Li Mao and Fei Sanli are both new to the field and there is no problem of recovering their physical strength, the referee called the staff and asked them to come on stage to clean up the ground.

Li Mao stood in a clean and open place, looking at the bald warrior not far away, he couldn't help but recall the past, and was quite embarrassed for a while.

The self who was trembling and nervous at that time, the self who was full of self-blame, regret and pain at that time, really couldn't predict his current situation at all.

Catatonia hardly affects the game anymore! Even job nine is expected!

He closed his eyes, and in his mind came the comfort and teaching of Coach Shi, Lou Cheng's explanation and encouragement again and again, and the understanding and support of the members of the Martial Arts Club's special training team.

Thank you, thank you all!

At the main team seat, Lou Cheng sat down with the exhausted Yan Zheke, and looked up at the ring.

"What is Senior Brother Li Mao thinking?" Seeing Li Mao closing his eyes and meditating, he gossiped boringly.

Cai Zongming next to him took the initiative to answer the conversation: "Probably thanks to the country, the TV station, and Songda University."

"Don't be such a nonsense, okay?" Lou Cheng glanced at him.

"You know it's nonsense, don't you? We're not the roundworms in Senior Brother Li Mao's stomach. How could we guess what he was thinking? Your question itself is wrong!" Cai Zongming laughed.

Listening to the two talking about "cross talk", Yan Zheke turned her head to Lou Cheng's ear and said:

"Do you think senior brother Li Mao can win?"

"There is hope. Although senior brother Li Mao has only been practicing internally for more than a month, he is still at the level of Qiangye No. 1, and Fei Sanli is almost as capable as No. 9 of No. 1 entry, but he participated in the fixed-level training and played several high-intensity exercises. The game will not be very good, let's start on June 4th, brother Li Mao four." Lou Cheng analyzed.

"It sounds like you kind of hope that Senior Brother Li Mao will lose?" Yan Zheke opened his eyes and smiled lightly.

"If he loses, I will have the chance to play." Lou Cheng let out a hey.

Yan Zheke pursed her lips, looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, "Is it interesting for you to bully a quasi-professional nine after a tough battle?"

Lou Cheng thought for a while, covered his face and sighed:

"It's boring..."

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