Martial Arts Master

Hearing Qian Ruoyu's arrangement, Yu Qiao, who came to join in the fun, interjected in surprise: "Didn't Lou Cheng of Songda claim to have unlimited physical strength? If he can't beat it, he can't beat it no matter how hard he fights..."

Before he finished speaking, he received four sharp gazes, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped abruptly.

These four gazes came from Jiang Dingyi and Feng Shaokun who were sitting on both sides of Qian Ruoyu!

Damn, I was mentally ill at the time, others were jealous of the children playing house, I had nothing to do with wool, wasting time and wasting life... Yu Qiao didn't have the guts to anger the two flower protectors, so he could only complain about himself helplessly .

He has just turned 22 years old and is a first-class amateur. His father is Qian Ruoyu's younger brother. He is not bad, but he is not sure. He was interested in watching gossip before. Qian Ruoyu joined the team as soon as he invited him. Now he regrets it. The intestines are all green.

With a serious face, Qian Ruoyu explained earnestly: "I have consulted with the elders in my family, and they have unanimously judged through the game video that Lou Cheng will only be able to perform recovery exercises in the past two days. If he is forced to play, there will be quite a lot of flaws on the right side. We have repeatedly targeted, not hopeless."

"Well, Junior Sister is quite right, I didn't get it right." Yu Qiao replied "sincerely", and silently said "He who knows the current affairs is a hero"!

To be honest, my junior sister has a beautiful face and a good personality, but she is a bit spoiled, sometimes she is too greedy, and sometimes she likes to pretend to be an adult.

Seeing Senior Brother Yu being persuaded by himself, Qian Ruoyu immediately smiled, revealing the youthfulness and naivety of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. Gu Panshenghui said: "So, our pioneers must be the type who are good at quick battles."

Hearing this sentence, Feng Shaokun volunteered and said: "Everyone has seen how my tiger and crane double shape is, and I won't give them a chance to wander around and fight."

He has a good skin, but his nose is slightly hooked, showing a bit of rebellion and frivolity.

Without waiting for Qian Ruoyu to answer, Jiang Dingyi retorted: "If you don't wander around and fight, you can win the battle quickly? The gap between amateur first-rank and second-rank is not that big! Blizzard's twenty-four blows is not a big deal! Ruoyu, let me do it, I am tall and strong, as long as I seize the opportunity to force them to fight resolutely, the palm of the ground will definitely solve the battle quickly."

He is close to 1.9 meters, with strong muscles, like half an iron pillar, and his personality is relatively calm, making people dependable, but he is rather boring and doesn't know much about talking.

After brushing it, Feng Shaokun stood up and said with a sneer: "In the previous few fights, which one of your quick wins did you have? It's almost the same if you got a quick win!"

Due to the intentional or unintentional care of the organizing committee, their opponents in the first two games were not strong, which gave them a process of building confidence and improving their strength, but no matter how much care was taken, they still encountered the professional ninth rank in the second game, Jiang Dingyi Trying to consume the opponent head-on, but the enemy seized the opportunity to take it away.

Hearing Feng Shaokun's ridicule, Jiang Dingyi also stood up, glared at him and said, "Didn't you also lose in the end?"

Seeing that the two boys were about to fight each other, Qian Ruoyu inserted himself between them, covered his head and said:

"I'll play the first game..."

This day can't be passed!

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On the Songda Martial Arts Club, the atmosphere is completely opposite.

"Damn it, I have to call Coach Lou today?" Sun Jian said angrily and amusedly.

Coach Shi is too irresponsible!

Lin Hua next to him blushed inexplicably. It was embarrassing enough for his aunt to ask for leave, but it turned out that the person who asked for leave was not the old and easy-to-see Coach Shi, but a junior who was two years younger than him!

Because Yan Zheke was going to take the place, she explained a few words to the other party just now, but she specifically told him not to tell the boys. Now it seems that the junior girl should have relayed the words and asked for leave for herself...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but stare intently at the floor.

Li Mao took off the hot towel from his face, and said in astonishment, "Coach Shi just left?"

He really doesn't care about the outcome of this game?

"That's right. Anyway, it's a game where we accumulate practical experience. It doesn't matter who is the coach, as long as the dog is on a leash." Lou Cheng deliberately blackmailed himself in order to help Li Mao relieve his tension.

Pfft... Everyone laughed immediately, and Yan Zheke even gave Lou Cheng an angrily slap.

Seeing that everyone didn't pay much attention to it, Li Mao was quietly relieved, and his body was not so tense.

Lou Cheng was about to arrange the order of appearance, when the door of the dressing room behind him was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Que walked in wearing a dark sweater.

"Lin Que, why are you here?" Sun Jian asked in surprise.

Lin Que said flatly, "Isn't there a competition today?"

"But you can't play?" Li Xiaowen thought that Lin Que was trying to be brave.

Lin Que looked at the corner of the locker room and said expressionlessly:

"I can come and cheer..."

Uh... Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled, feeling the change in Lin Que.

"After last week's scene, my cousin seems to have a sense of collective honor!" Yan Zheke leaned closer to Lou Cheng's ear, unable to restrain her excitement and joy.

Lou Cheng was slightly puzzled: "He used to have a sense of collective honor, didn't he feel very sad and painful when he lost the game last semester?"

"Well, how can I explain it... He used to value the Martial Arts Club only because of my uncle, but for him, this group is only him. When he can't play, others are dead or alive, so he won't Caring, um, just looking down on you like this~" Yan Zheke said with a low smile, the hot air from his mouth brushed against Lou Cheng's ears, making him numb for a while.

"Itch..." Lou Cheng tilted his head to the side, and laughed softly. The others were shocked by Lin Que's performance, and they were stunned for a while, only focusing on watching the spectacle.

When will the lonely Lin Shaoxia cheer everyone up?

Yan Zheke smiled softly and said, "I want you to do this every time you talk into my ear!"

Lou Cheng laughed dryly, not daring to accept this, and turned to say: "In last week's competition, your cousin and I worked together without reservation, and won the final victory. It may be because of this that he won the victory." A little more sense of collective honor, hehe, how can you thank me?"

"We still need to thank each other?" Yan Zheke replied innocently with her eyes wide open on purpose.

Seeing that Sun Jian and others were looking over, Lou Cheng put away his flirting thoughts and said solemnly:

"I'll arrange today's order of appearance. Senior sister Lin Hua was injured a little bit during the training, and Yan Zheke took the top spot. She has never participated in the previous university martial arts competitions, nor has she played in any group arena. The Dream Team's response to her She definitely doesn't know the details, and in this way, she will have a chance to win by surprise, so, Yan Zheke, you are the first to play."

Yan Zheke nodded seriously and replied:

"good."

Her body trembled slightly, more excited than nervous, while Lin Hua heaved a sigh of relief and expressed her deep gratitude to Lou Cheng for his care.

When Guo Qing, Li Xiaowen, and Li Mao were surprised by Yan Zheke's replacement, Lou Cheng continued, "Senior brother Sun Jian, you are today's leader, and you are the last to hold the line. Hehe, the burden is on you."

He deliberately said this to make Li Mao less nervous.

"No problem!" Sun Jian replied boldly.

Only then did Lou Cheng look at Li Mao: "Senior brother Li, you are the second to appear on the stage, and observe your opponent more later."

At this time, instead of saying anything to make Li Mao relax, so as not to make him nervous because of the special treatment.

"Yeah." Li Mao was much less tense than before.

After arranging the sequence of appearances, Lou Cheng looked at the time and said:

"There is still a while, each prepares, you can close your eyes and adjust your breath."

The opponent's situation, my master has already talked about it in the morning, and I will give secret tips later in combination with the enemy's specific order of appearance!

As soon as Lou Cheng finished speaking, Yan Zheke picked up the bag and hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Lin, Ah Qing, untie my hair for me..."

In games that are not very important and have confidence in themselves, female warriors usually go on stage with a ponytail, but in fact, their best choice is short hair or a round head, so as not to be affected by the hair in the fierce confrontation. Or be attacked by the enemy against this point.

Yan Zheke's family has a long history, and now that she has prepared for her possible appearance today, she has brought the corresponding items relatively complete. Under the guiding principle of not seeking good looks but convenience, with the help of Lin Hua and Guo Qing, She quickly fixed her hair and stood in front of Lou Cheng.

Seeing that the girl's neck was white and slender, with graceful lines, and because her hair was coiled up, Lou Cheng couldn't help but exaggerated in a low voice: "It's so beautiful!"

Yan Zheke's facial features are more beautiful, and her temperament is more refined, but when her hair is up, she gives people the feeling of bright eyes and white teeth.

"Aren't I usually pretty?" Yan Zheke hummed softly with joy in her eyes.

Lou Cheng laughed and said, "Different beauty..."

Yan Zheke pursed her lips into a smile, didn't say much, stretched out her hand, straightened Lou Cheng's collar, patted the dust, and said softly:

"You are a coach, you have to be more energetic, you know?"

"Understood, Coach Yan!" Lou Cheng replied with a smile, turned around and clapped his hands:

"Go out, there's really not much difference between one or two ranks among amateur warriors!"

After speaking, he walked towards Lin Que by the door, smiled and stretched out his fist.

Lin Que was stunned for a moment, but finally clenched his fist, touched him, and said in a low voice:

"come on……"

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The spectators in the Martial Arts Stadium were clearly not organized. When they saw the home team coming out, they shouted cheering sparsely.

Relying on the fact that no one here knows her, Li Liantong waved her hands at Yan Zheke like a lunatic, venting the pressure accumulated on weekdays.

When she saw them approaching the home team seats, she said in astonishment: "Baicai, Ruru, they don't seem to have a coach?"

The coach of the Martial Arts Club in her impression was a white-haired old man.

Zong Yanru stretched her neck to look, and suddenly froze:

"Lou Cheng is sitting in the coach seat..."

"What? He is the coach today?" Both Li Liantong and Shi Xiangyang were taken aback.

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At the seat of the dream team, Qian Ruoyu pouted slightly, and said unhappily:

"Song Da Martial Arts Club is too contemptuous of people, isn't it?"

My elders have repeatedly emphasized that the coaches of the Songda Martial Arts Club have a deep background and high strength, and told me to wait for others not to cause trouble. If it is a dragon, it will be coiled, and if it is a tiger, it will lie down. As a result, the coach simply didn't come, and let that Lou Cheng take it for granted. Coach command!

Really when we are children!

"Hmph, I have to show them some color." Feng Shaokun and Jiang Dingyi also felt slighted, and their expressions were full of fighting spirit.