Martial Arts Master

"The fourth arena, the ninth match, 'No. 419' Hu Zheng, 20 years old, amateur sixth rank, 'No. 656' Lou Cheng, eighteen years old, no rank."

The content of the match list was reflected in Lou Cheng's pupils. He took out his phone with a little joy, pressed it quickly, and sent a message to Yan Zheke: "I'm luckier than yesterday, and I'm an amateur sixth-rank martial artist."

Yan Zheke had been waiting for the result of the lottery, and immediately sent a proud emoji with her arms akimbo: "Look, with my character blessing today, it's just different!"

"That's right, yesterday you were catching a plane, and my character alone is not enough!" Lou Cheng followed the words and praised.

All my character is accumulated on Jindan adventure and pursuing you!

There are still many matches in the second round, more than 200 matches, and each arena has at least ten battles in the morning, which seems to be reduced by half compared to yesterday, but considering that many "enthusiasts" have been eliminated, today In the competition, there are more players who are close to the level, and the time spent in a single game will increase accordingly. The two offset each other, and the one-day schedule is still a bit tense.

And in the second round where most of the underdogs have been eliminated, an amateur sixth-rank opponent is enough to show character and luck.

"Hey." Yan Zheke smiled back, showing the joy in her heart.

She quickly sent a second message: "Hurry up and ask for the information of this warrior, you can't be as contemptuous as your opponent yesterday."

"Yes, Coach Yan's orders are right!" Lou Cheng sent a modified version of funny emoji, teasing the girl.

Yan Zheke replied with a serious and cute expression: "It's good to know, wait for my coach to help you analyze the opponent's situation!"

While joking and chatting, Lou Cheng lined up in front of the information desk, waited for a few minutes, and asked for the opponent's information.

"Hu Zheng, male, 20 years old, high school graduate, from Yanling, gym instructor, martial arts sparring partner, amateur sixth grade..." It was still early for the ninth match, Lou Cheng found a corner seat, and pressed his fingers quickly Moved, and sent Hu Zheng's detailed information to Yan Zheke, "...the height is 1.75 meters, the weight is 134 catties, and Ji Xiaoxing, who defeated the eighth-rank amateur in the first knockout round..."

Yan Zheke sent a stand-in-the-wind emoji: "The information will be updated unexpectedly. With the results of the first round of elimination, you can't take advantage of your opponent's contempt and carelessness..."

Lou Cheng could see that Hu Zheng had won the first match against Ji Xiaoxing, who had won the eighth-rank amateur, and Hu Zheng could also see that he had eliminated Liu Yinglong, a master of the fourth-rank amateur in the White Ape Martial Arts School, in the first match. Will be cautious and vigilant, as if facing an enemy, there will be no slightest contempt or carelessness!

"Forget it, there's no such thing as taking advantage of the opponent's contempt and carelessness all the time. Amateur grade 6 happens to be the range I'm more confident in. There's a good chance of winning in a straight fight." Lou Cheng replied calmly.

"Yeah, this is the spirit of a martial artist." Yan Zheke sent a patted expression, "This kind of amateur martial artist who is a martial arts sparring partner and a gym coach has some things in common. Adapt to all kinds of opponents, but relatively do not have their own specialties... Wait, let me search again..."

Ha ha! Lou Cheng was amused by Yan Zheke's cuteness, and replied with a serious expression: "Coach Yan is really professional!"

Chatting while watching the game, the time passed quickly. Seeing that most of the competitions in the ring had entered the sixth round, Lou Cheng sent a message saying: "It's the sixth round, and I'm a little nervous again."

"Moderate nervousness is a good thing." Yan Zheke reassured, "Then you go get ready, stop chatting, calm down, adjust your state, and think about how to play."

"Okay." Lou Cheng replied.

He was about to quit QQ to save electricity when Yan Zheke suddenly sent another message:

"Chengzi, wait, I'll send you another word."

The message was followed by a voice.

Lou Cheng opened it curiously, and Yan Zheke's soft and clear voice sounded in his ears:

"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng, come on!"

With a buzzing sound, great joy hit Lou Cheng, he felt like fireworks were exploding in his heart, and his eyes were filled with brilliance.

The first arena in life, this is the first cry!

Filled with joy, Lou Cheng replied inexplicably excitedly:

"I will work hard!"

Yan Zheke didn't say any more, and only returned with an expression of clenched fists and encouragement.

In the corner, Lou Cheng shook his fist heavily, as if he had won all the group arena matches, he solemnly saved this voice and listened to it repeatedly in his ear.

With courage surging in his heart, he withdrew from QQ, left his seat, and walked towards the fourth ring full of strength.

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"The fourth arena..." The uncle in the leather jacket found the vicinity of the fourth arena with the match list and more than a dozen player profiles he was interested in.

He found a seat that was most suitable for watching, and waited for the dark horse student who defeated Liu Yinglong to appear on the stage.

In the seat five or six rows away from him, Yu Haichao, the head of the White Ape Martial Arts Gym, sat quietly, his eyes lingering on the big screens of different competitions.

Beside Yu Haichao, Liu Yinglong and other disciples who had already been eliminated sat on the left and right, without speaking, and remained silent.

Because today's game was in the afternoon, Qin Zhilin also followed, wanting to meet the Song University student who injured and eliminated the big brother.

In this kind of silence that is incompatible with the surrounding environment, Liu Yinglong suddenly raised his right hand and said:

"he came!"

Looking along his fingers, Qin Zhilin saw a young man wearing a navy blue martial arts uniform, about eighteen or nineteen years old, of medium height, with short inches, and ordinary appearance, but he gave off a warm and quiet feeling. A little studentish.

"Peace of mind, tranquility of mind, and calmness of mind, all irritability recedes." The familiar hoarse voice came to Qin Zhilin's ears, he subconsciously looked over, and found that the person who was speaking was the silent master Yu Haichao, a professional fifth-rank expert, He once played in the second level of competition, but declined the invitation of the police department when he was old, and opened the White Ape Martial Arts Gym in Yanling City.

Into the quiet Dacheng? Qin Zhilin heard himself and his elder brother breathing in.

Even those who are strong in the alchemy state dare not say that they have achieved great success in tranquility!

Yu Haichao stood up, with his hands hanging down to his knees, and sighed: "If I hadn't seen many martial artists who have achieved great tranquility, I would not dare to make such a judgment as a teacher. Of course, some people are so talented, so don't force it. Yours Doesn't his physique also differ from ordinary people?"

"This little brother has a talent for tranquility and has achieved great success. There is a lot of hope for the 'Dan Qi Realm' in the future."

Great success in tranquility does not mean absolute strength, it just means that there will be fewer difficulties in upgrading to the alchemy state in the future.

Liu Yinglong looked at Lou Cheng again, and found that he still hadn't figured out the bottom line of this opponent. Every time he met, he seemed to be surprised and shocked beyond imagination.

"How many levels does he have now?" Qin Zhilin asked subconsciously.

Yu Haichao shook his head:

"How can this be seen directly? Let's talk about it after the game starts."

Everyone in the White Ape Martial Arts Hall fell silent again.

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Lou Cheng only felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his spirit was abnormally excited. After watching the sixth and seventh matches of the fourth ring, he calmed down a little.

In the eighth game, he calmed down, concentrated his thoughts, and considered his opponent's problems.

"After seeing me eliminate Liu Yinglong, Hu Zheng will definitely deduce my situation from this battle. Liu Yinglong is a well-known cross-arm fighter in Yanling City. He has flexible footwork and is known for his agility. No matter how you look at it, he will win. Come to my conclusion of restraint, flexibility or swimming style of play..."

"As long as Hu Zheng is not a guy who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and he is not the kind who hasn't participated in the amateur competition for a year or two, with his rank, facing me who defeated Liu Yinglong, he must be cautious and prudent first, and he dare not use it. The nimble or wrestling style of play, so as not to fall into my hands... Hey, can you take advantage of this?"

Thoughts flashed through Lou Cheng's mind one by one, interpreting various responses, and finally, the picture was frozen at the match between Ye Youting and Guan Yan yesterday.

"Hu Zheng will definitely put defense and parry first... Well, you can try it... See if you can directly crush him with strength regardless of the subsequent outbreak!"

According to yesterday's comparison, my pure strength is also stronger than Hu Zheng, unless he pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and if he pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, he has no hope of winning.

Having made a decision, Lou Cheng relaxed and watched the game.

Ten minutes later, the eighth game ended, the referee took a breath, adjusted his breath a few times, and announced the start of the ninth game.

Lou Cheng VS Hu Zheng!

After handing over his belongings and warm jacket, and checking his competition number plate, Lou Cheng walked into the circle of the ring, only to see Hu Zheng, who was quite sturdy opposite him, wearing a karate-like outfit.

On the stands, the man in the leather jacket sat up straight, stared at Lou Cheng, and muttered to himself:

"He is really a student. I don't know how good he is to defeat Liu Yinglong, and what he is good at..."

Yu Haichao, Liu Yinglong, Qin Zhilin and other members of the White Ape Martial Arts Academy also turned their eyes away from other rings and focused entirely on Lou Cheng.

Lou Chengyin was aware of this, but it was normal to have spectators watching during the game, so there was no need to make a fuss, and he was even more excited about it.

This game has an audience!

Hu Zheng looked at Lou Cheng, who had a bit of a student spirit on the opposite side, with a heavy heart. After getting the opponent's information, he knew that he would encounter a terrible enemy.

The White Ape Martial Arts School has a great reputation in Yanling City. Hu Zheng has heard about Liu Yinglong for a long time. He knows that his fist is very powerful.

Huh, he exhaled, saluted, and already made a decision:

There is little hope of winning if you have the characteristics of anti-fist!

Lou Cheng returned the gift, did not speak, and stayed silent for a while, slowly adjusting the muscles in various places, compressing the strength of the whole body little by little.

If you want to learn Ye Youting's way of bursting out terrifying and strange power in one blow, you have to prepare in advance. The bowstring is pulled to the tightest, and the arrow can shoot farther. The current limit, the final eruption will "shatter the earth"!

He conceived a picture of a majestic snow mountain in his mind. The snow was flying and layered continuously, accumulating the condescending terror.

The third group of "Blizzard Twenty-Four Strikes" is "Avalanche"!

At this time, the referee raised his right hand and pressed it fiercely:

"Ninth game, start!"

In an instant, the snow-capped mountain that Lou Cheng visualized rumbled and trembled, and the accumulated power was about to explode. He only felt that he seemed to be a little taller. Facing Hu Zheng, who was of similar height, he had a feeling of looking down. Looking down from the top of the snow-capped mountain Pedestrian feeling!

Boom!

In the picture he visualized, thunder roared, and a bolt of lightning struck the top of the mountain, stirring up a prairie fire, and the accumulated white snow collapsed and roared down, turning into a torrent!

This is the scariest blizzard in the world!

The heat flow rose from the tailbone, and the force of muscle compression suddenly exploded. Lou Cheng stepped out a few steps, raised his right hand, and punched Hu Zheng with a fist like a thousand tons of snow falling down, his body seemed to swell.

Hu Zheng, who raised his arms ready to defend, his eyes froze, and there was an illusion that Lou Cheng had turned into a giant and a towering mountain!

In the audience seats, Liu Yinglong stood up abruptly.