Martial Arts Master

Because they had never encountered a special competition system before, even though Lou Cheng and the others knew about this and what the situation was, they couldn't react for a while. It took a full tens of seconds before they came back to their senses. Each blurted out:

"Special competition system?"

"What formation does the Qinglong team have?"

"Aren't they a union of several martial arts schools?

"Why don't you apply when you're playing against Fearless?"

Facing the questions from Sun Jian, Li Mao and others, old man Shi answered calmly:

"According to what the organizing committee told the old man, the Qinglong team should have no formation."

"What? Apply for a special competition system without formations?" Guo Qing said with wide-eyed eyes.

Old Man Shi chuckled lightly:

"It should be that the substitutes who want to bully us are relatively weak."

He wouldn't say that the opponent's main concern is that our two professional-level main players are too strong, and that Lou Cheng's physical strength is so abnormal that he can't see the limit clearly.

Uh... Li Mao and the others were silent for a moment, vaguely understanding the plan of the Qinglong team.

They were frightened by Lou Cheng's shaking fists and physical strength, and thought to themselves that there was almost no chance of winning in a normal match, so they put their minds on the special competition system, thinking of splitting up two professional ninth-rank players to entangle Lou Cheng and Lin Que. The remaining one "single out" himself and other amateur players.

There is such a trick!

Sun Jian frowned and said, "Isn't this insulting? No matter how professional you are, you don't have three heads and six arms. How can you have the confidence to deal with us four amateur fighters!"

Everyone punches at the opponent's vital points at the same time, and the professional ninth rank will be in a hurry!

Have you never heard that too many ants can kill an elephant?

Although Sun Jian was the main force in name, he consciously placed himself in the ranks of the substitutes, and the others didn't feel anything wrong. In their view, the real main force of the Martial Arts Club was only Lin Que and Lou Cheng.

"Do you think that other people are just wooden stakes, who will only stand there and be besieged by you?" Old man Shi sneered.

Yan Zheke habitually raised her hand and said:

"But the group arena is different from real combat. It has a limited space. If you want to rely on physical fitness to create a temporary one-on-one, one-on-two situation is very difficult..."

She once watched a video of a professional martial artist being chased by seven or eight amateur thugs. The former seemed to be running away crazily, but in fact he had been paying attention to the situation behind him. With the passage of time, they were divided into several small groups due to problems of physical strength and speed, and the distance between them was widened to an extent that could not be ignored.

So, the professional ninth-rank counterattacked, he suddenly stopped, and rushed back, before the second small group caught up with the reinforcements, he killed one of the two frontmost enemies with all his strength, and beat them to death. One was disabled, and when this process was repeated again, the thugs no longer dared to chase blindly, and kept a good distance all the time. However, in this way, their speed had to be based on the slowest part. The standard is up, and I just watch the enemy walk away gracefully and unrestrainedly.

This is the actual combat style of the professional ninth rank when facing a siege, but it is almost impossible to apply it to the ring competition!

Yan Zheke's question is exactly Lou Cheng's thought. Don't look at yourself as a top-notch professional ninth-rank combat power. If you encounter more than three or four stronger amateur fighters, you don't have a "controlling method" similar to Anbu's ninth-rank elite mysterious method. If you don't have field skills", you can only choose to run and fight, and constantly create short-term one-on-one opportunities with your physical advantage. On the ring, if you run more than ten steps, you may reach the edge.

Old man Shi laughed and said: "The specific situation needs to be analyzed in detail. First, some martial arts are better at dealing with siege, such as the golden bell cover, such as the lion's roar. Second, there will not be only one battlefield on the field. It is entirely possible to use the other two places where they are fighting as obstacles to create distance."

"When Lin Que and Loucheng were fighting fiercely with the ninth-rank professional, would you be more cautious when approaching, and would you be worried about being affected or hurt? The other party is a ninth-rank professional, so there must be fewer concerns in this regard than you. There is a difference. You will have the opportunity to seize the short-term chaos, and if you chase slowly, he will have the time and ability to besiege Lou Cheng or Lin Que..."

"So, although they may not have an advantage, at least they have the possibility of winning."

Listening to the coach's general explanation, Lou Cheng and the others thoroughly understood what the "Blue Dragon Team" was thinking, and knew that they didn't have a sudden whim, but planned to rely on the advantage of average strength to win in chaos!

After figuring it out, Li Mao and Lin Hua were still a little bit aggrieved, feeling despised and looked down upon, even Yan Zheke, who was always good-tempered, pouted slightly.

I don't know if I can practice Frost Strength on Sunday... Lou Cheng glanced at his girlfriend, thinking thoughtfully.

This is not an impossible task, as long as you can memorize and master the subtle changes in your body while visualizing the "Frozen Sky Map" before Friday, then in the remaining two days, you will also use this time to comprehend "Da Jiang Bing" every day. It's not too difficult to get started.

While thinking about it, he couldn't help looking at Lin Que, wanting to know what level his uncle had reached after he recovered from his injury.

Compared with the past, Lin Que's sense of exuberant qi and blood has weakened a lot, and there is a bit of "quietness" in the silence and coldness. It is obvious that he has touched the threshold of the alchemy realm, but it is hard to say how much he has really gained.

At this time, old man Shi clapped his hands and said:

"Those who participated in the final product competition are doing restorative practice, and everyone else is doing as usual. We will go back to discuss the matter of the Qinglong team later. The information has been sent to your mailbox."

"Don't look for videos of special competitions, it's useless! Search for amateur fighters besieging professional ninth-rank things, it's best to find the ones that take advantage of obstacles, and sum up the experience and lessons!"

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This morning, after finishing his regular daily exercise, Lou Cheng allocated more time to memorize and master the physical changes corresponding to the visualization map, and he consciously made considerable progress.

After a day of sweetness and busyness, he returned to the dormitory. After washing up, he turned on the computer and logged on to QQ, and sent a message to Yan Zheke: "Ke Xiaoke, have you finished reading the materials?"

With the deepening of the relationship and the increasing intimacy, he called Yan Zheke more and more diversely, and he could do whatever he wanted, but as the initial nickname, "Coach Yan" has a special meaning.

As for the information about the Qinglong team, he read it in an unimportant class in the afternoon, while Yan Zheke was in a professional class at that time, so he had to listen carefully, so he could only read it at random.

The girl immediately responded to the cat who threw the salted fish in her hand:

"Call Coach Yan!"

"Yes, yes, has Coach Yan finished reading the materials?" Lou Cheng snickered.

Yan Zheke's evening class was only two sessions, and she and Zong Yanru went back to the dormitory after eight o'clock, studying the materials and videos carefully, instead of studying for one session as usual, waiting for Lou Cheng to finish class, and take a walk by the way.

This shows that she attaches great importance to the weekend competition. After all, she can play no matter how she is arranged!

"It's over..." Yan Zheke said with a "confused face", "It's really the same as what Coach Shi said. Mo Zicong's ancestor was a lay disciple of Daxing Temple, and he passed down martial arts similar to the Buddhist lion's roar. Zhu Tao practiced iron since he was a child." Bu Shan, hard work is quite famous in Songcheng."

They are all professional ninth-rank warriors who are good at dealing with sieges!

"Don't worry, when the time comes, your brother and I will hold Mo Zicong and Zhu Tao respectively. During the competition, they can't do whatever they want!" Lou Cheng said, "patting his head".

Among the four warriors of the Qinglong team, Mo Zicong is the strongest. Not only is he born with great strength, but he also cultivates elephant throwing skills. If he doesn't rely on Lei Yin Zhenchan, Lou Cheng feels that he will be at odds with him at most.

For the other three, Zhu Tao is strong in an iron shirt, and his fists and feet go straight, which is quite difficult to deal with. Deng Hua is famous for his "Tiger Roaring Gang Fist". As for Xu Zheng, he is relatively weak, but his foundation in Baguazhang is also very solid.

Yan Zheke returned with a "bright-eyed" expression:

"Hmph, when did I get worried? I've already summed up a few experiences of besieging opponents~!"

Lou Cheng said with a "smirk": "I also ask Coach Yan for advice!"

"Please, please, please, I'll tell you~!" Yan Zheke "covered her mouth" and smiled.

Flirting between a man and a woman would not care too much about face, Lou Cheng immediately begged with a downcast expression.

Yan Zheke crossed her hands and supported her chin with a pensive expression:

"First, always keep a good distance between each other. Second, don't attack at the same time. It's better to have a time difference of one second, so as not to be thrown out by the opponent's martial arts such as throwing strength. Third, don't rush, you and I As long as you have enough time, you will definitely be able to deal with your opponents, and they should be the ones who are in a hurry..."

While watching, Lou Cheng praised Coach Yan, and then helped her improve the details through discussion and analysis.

At this time, in his fan forum, there was an additional post, from "Light from the Sky":

"Sunday at 3:30 p.m., Songcheng TV will broadcast live the key match for qualifying from the third group, Songda Martial Arts Club VS Qinglong Team, special competition system!"

And in the campus forum of Songcheng University, the administrator also put a message on the top of each sub-section:

"At 3:30 p.m. on Sunday, the Martial Arts Club will host the Qinglong team at home, the key battle for qualifying!"

This time, the TV station and the school's publicity department finally started to build momentum!

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In the twinkling of an eye, under the eager anticipation of Yan Xiaoling and others, the time soon came to the weekend afternoon.

And in the Wudao club office of Shanbei University, which was hundreds of kilometers away, as soon as Xu Wannian entered, he saw that junior brother Peng who was always flying away, sitting there, leisurely looking at the computer.

"Junior Brother Peng, you didn't go out to play?" He asked in surprise.

Peng Leyun smiled and said, "Watch a selection match."

"What's there to see? We're going to Huahai to participate in the national finals next week." Xu Wannian was quite puzzled.

At such a critical time, as the pillar of the Martial Arts Club, how could Junior Brother Peng have the leisure to pay attention to a selection match?

Peng Leyun laughed lowly:

"This could be one of our next big bones..."

The "smell of the starry sky" has always made me unforgettable, and I have always paid attention to it!

Thinking about it, he fell into his daily daze again.