Martial Arts Master

"The spirit of chasing, the spirit of striving, the spirit of fighting..." Lou Cheng's heart was shocked when he heard this, and he couldn't help but be clever, and kept chanting these three spirits silently, and crawled out of the swamp of annoyance and self-blame .

Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that after failure, you will be devastated!

Seeing his reaction, old man Shi smiled with satisfaction: "The Donglin team can only be regarded as small pits and small depressions on your martial arts road. When you pass this threshold, you will find that it is not a big deal when you look back. Your vision should be set higher, the opponents you really need to chase, challenge, and defeat are in the university martial arts club! Hehe, when Peng Leyun was at the eighth rank, beating Zhou Zhengquan was like you are now at most of the ninth rank."

After this incident, he seemed to have tacitly agreed to disclose the master-student relationship between the two parties, and taught them calmly.

Lou Cheng took a deep breath, only to feel that the next goal became clearer.

That is to sprint towards the "big devil" Peng Leyun who has been lingering in my ears all this year, to approach the real genius who was regarded as a role model by the master from the beginning of his martial arts practice, until he catches up with him!

If he couldn't win the championship of the University Martial Arts Association before Peng Leyun graduated, then even if he and Lin Que were lucky enough to get this honor, they would be full of regrets!

Old man Shi didn't say any more, he turned his head to look at Sun Jian: "Why are you standing there in a daze, why don't you go up quickly, start well and end well."

Because the last game was a 2-3 loss, even if Sun Jian wins Hou Yue, who is in a bad situation, the final score will only be a draw, and there will be an extra game "substitute game". There is also Li Shengnan, a strong professional ninth-rank who has not played, and Songda Martial Arts Club does not even have first-rank amateurs, so there will be no accidents. Therefore, Sun Jian did not rush to the stage, and it does not matter if Hou Yue recovers, anyway. Can't change the overall situation.

"Okay!" Sun Jian nodded, and walked towards the stone steps with mixed feelings.

It would be great if our substitutes were stronger...

Hou Yue hit Feiliuquan "Waterfall" three times in a row. Not only did he consume a lot of energy, but his body was still affected by the shock. The opponent seemed to be having difficulty even taking a step, so he mustered up his courage, rushed closer to him, launched the "Blizzard Twenty-Four Strikes", and easily won the victory without a few moves.

The referee raised his right hand and shouted calmly:

"In the fifth round, Sun Jian won."

Under normal circumstances, the audience should cheer for Sun Jian and applaud the Martial Arts Club, but now, they were silent, even weeping, as if seeing a scene of tragedy unfolding.

They had accepted the popular science before the game, knew the rules, and knew that the substitutes of their own martial arts club could not compare with their opponents.

Sure enough, the referee continued to announce:

"As a result of this match, Songda Martial Arts Club wins, and the total home and away record is tied!"

"Additional 'substitute battle'!"

Old man Shi looked at Li Mao and the others, sighed and said:

"Do you want to compare?"

Yes, do you want to compare? There is no way to win the game, and there is no way to reverse the result... Li Mao and Lin Hua were silent for a while, a little dazed.

Why waste energy, waste effort?

Yan Zheke lowered her eyelashes, covering her own eyes, and said with a smile:

"Of course we have to fight! Coach Shi, didn't you say before that we are here to practice in actual combat? Why don't we fight when there is a game?"

"That's right." Old man Shi blushed and said with a dry smile, "Then go."

Old man, I almost forgot this slogan...

"Aren't you cheering for me?" Yan Zheke stretched out her palm to Lou Cheng, her eyes were red and bright.

Lou Cheng took a breath, and said in a voice that can only be heard by both parties.

"Coach Yan, come on!"

With a snap, the two clapped their hands together.

Yan Zheke turned around, stepped down from her seat, and walked towards the stone steps. She felt sad, sad, pity, regret, and also had a firm belief:

We can lose, but we cannot admit defeat!

Seeing this beautiful girl who seemed to be out of place in the violent arena walked towards the battlefield without hesitation, the audience seemed to be infected, calmed down, and there were sporadic cheers.

At this point, we're good enough!

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There are not too many miracles in the world. Yan Zheke's fierce attack at the beginning really scared Li Shengnan, but she was more experienced and stronger than the opponent by more than one or two chips, and she quickly stabilized her position and launched a counterattack. Five divided two won the victory, and then Li Mao and Lin Hua challenged in turn, but failed to break through the city wall.

The referee took a breath and said loudly:

"Substitute match, Donglin team wins!"

"In the final result, the Donglin team won!"

There was another silence in the audience, and deep sadness echoed in the Budokan. Yan Zheke bit her lower lip, and pulled Loucheng with misty eyes: "Cheng Zi, let's go and say thank you to everyone."

Lou Cheng originally had this idea, but after he failed to take on the victory or defeat, he was a little afraid of facing enthusiastic classmates, afraid of seeing their disappointed eyes and sad expressions.

At this time, hearing his girlfriend's proposal, he took a deep breath and said:

"good!"

Men can't be cowardly, since it's my responsibility, I have to face it myself!

No matter if they were disappointed, scolded, or even threw debris after waiting, I will suffer it, and I will make up for it in the next game, and bear it back!

Lou Cheng stood up, patted Sun Jian, Li Mao and others, and led them to the stands, holding hands and bowing together.

Thank you for your support, thank you for your support, thank you for your shouts, and thank you for your sadness.

Just when Lou Cheng was ready to endure everything, a hoarse cry suddenly sounded from the stands:

"come back next time!"

Come again next time... Lou Cheng and the others were stunned for a while, a little unresponsive.

The audience in this stand was silent at first, and then shouted noisyly:

"Come again next time!" "Come again next time!" "Come again next time!"

Show us the next win!

The voice gradually became more and more uniform, and it affected the other stands, and all the audience shouted in unison:

"Come again next time!" "Come again next time!"

No complaints, no disappointments, only encouragement, only expectations!

Lou Cheng, who has always firmly believed that men do not shed tears when they cry, and that men bleed but do not shed tears, suddenly blurred his eyes and made his nose sore, and once again led a few teammates to bow deeply, thanking for the love and support!

Nice to have you guys, we'll win it back next time!

"Come again next time! Come again next time!"

The shouts of the audience spread to thousands of households through the radio waves, making Yan Xiaoling, Huan Fan and other girls burst into tears, crying so hard that they choked up and shouted, "Next time, come again, come again next time..."

"Come again next time! Come again next time!"

Shu Rui, who had only been out of campus for a year, was infected by the atmosphere, and she sniffed a little sourly, fearing that she would be ashamed and cry along with her. At the same time, a worry lingered in her mind. What about interviewing Lin Que later... Thinking of this, she really wanted to cry.

"Come again next time! Come again next time!"

Lou Cheng looked sideways at Yan Zheke with blurred vision, and found that the girl's eyes were filled with mist, and the eye sockets were obviously red, but he tried not to cry.

"Cry." He shook the girl's palm.

Yan Zheke took a breath, smiled uglier than crying, and said, "I don't cry when I'm sad..."

"Come again next time! Come again next time!"

Li Liantong, Fan Yanxi and the others had already burst into tears, completely immersed in this atmosphere, crying and shouting.

Laughter can make people recall from time to time, and crying can make people unforgettable.

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After the match, Lou Cheng took a shower, changed his clothes, and walked out of the locker room.

He is already familiar with the road and knows that there will be interviews waiting for him, so it's good to finish early.

Shu Rui looked at him in surprise, smiled and said, "Student Lou Cheng, I thought you would come out last."

Lou Cheng wanted to make a joke, saying, "It was a victory before, so I gave up the limelight to everyone. Today is a failure, and I will bear it first." But he was really not in the mood, so he politely replied: "I didn't know that you would be waiting for an interview. .”

Good boy! How much better than that Lin Que! Shu Rui complained and brought the topic back on track: "You don't seem to be in a good mood, today's game is very important to you?"

"Every game is very important to me." Lou Cheng said succinctly, "Failure will definitely make people unhappy."

Shu Rui thought for a while and said, "Then let me ask boldly, what do you think of this failure? Where do you think you lost? Is there anything that needs to be improved?"

"We are similar to the Donglin team, and we all have a chance to win. This time, it's mainly because I've been going smoothly, and I'm a little flustered. I always want to win the opponent with all my might, otherwise I wouldn't be able to fight Zhou Zhengquan's alchemy explosion. "Lou Cheng said sincerely, taking up his own responsibility.

Men can't shirk!

As for the simple version of Waigang's move, he would definitely not say that since it was useless, it was a rare trump card.

Shu Rui thought about it thoughtfully, and said with relief: "It's normal to be young and frivolous. Knowing how to reflect and review is a sign of maturity. By the way, Lou Cheng, you are going to participate in the National University Martial Arts Competition in the second half of the year. What do you have? Target?"

"Well, let's make it to the national finals." Lou Cheng didn't say that his goal was Peng Leyun, the championship, because he would definitely be ridiculed crazily:

You are strong and strong, and Peng Leyun is still not at the same level, even far behind, and his improvement is not slower than yours!

"Then I wish you success." Shu Rui ended the brief interview.

She interviewed Yan Zheke and others one after another, and then faced the ultimate challenge, Lin Que with a lack of expression.

"Student Lin Que, how do you think you performed in today's competition?" Shu Rui tried his best to cut in from the perspective of martial arts competition.

Lin Que said indifferently, "Not good."

"Why?" Shu Rui has the urge to go crazy again, can't you answer in one go? How to make it like a voice assistant, asking a question and answering a sentence.

"I didn't expect Zhou Zhengquan to explode three times in a row at the beginning." Lin Que's eyes were filled with pain.

If I played a little better and left Zhou Zhengquan an influence, the ending would definitely be different...

Shu Rui nodded and asked, "The second half of the year will be the University Martial Arts Association. What plans and expectations do you have?"

Lin Que was silent for a few seconds before replying:

"Train hard."

After speaking, he passed Shu Rui and walked towards the gate of the stadium.

Hearing this answer, Shu Rui felt a little inexplicably sad. If Lin Que said "keep it secret" or "I won't tell you", then I could feel that he was in a good mood and could be humorous. Now, he must be in pain Bar……

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Time flies, more than a month has passed since the game in May.

The heat was burning, Lou Cheng stood beside the lush trees, closed his eyes and visualized the thunder clouds, compressed his muscles, wriggled his abdomen, created slight shocks, and continuously strengthened the internal organs.

Gradually, he only felt that his heart was beating more and more powerfully, and the blood spurted out, flowing clearly through every organ in his body, and under his own control, it slowed down the beating quickly without difficulty, and the rest of the organs also Of course.

This is a sign that martial arts has been practiced into the body, this is a sign of the peak of body training!

The next step is to unify the strength of the whole body and feel the taste of "harvesting"... Lou Cheng opened his eyes, his aura was strong and sharp.

He didn't squeeze the golden elixir again to improve his ability, because he felt that this would be in conflict with his own understanding of "receiving". Many people with abilities are getting stronger and stronger, so that they can never be promoted to the alchemy state. He is a warrior. You can't put the cart before the horse and confuse the priority. It's better to wait until you feel the "receipt" and then ask the master to watch and try to awaken.

In addition, the master said that the idea of ​​​​a concept of the fire department is a little bit of an idea, and there should be a chance to help me get it next semester.

Of course, these are all plans for the future, the most important thing now is:

go home! Back to Xiushan! Go back to Xiushan with Keke!

In his mind, he suddenly visualized a big sun falling from the sky, crashing into the frozen river thousands of miles away, Yin and Yang collided fiercely.

Snapped!

Lou Cheng swung his fist and hit the tree in front of him, then withdrew his hand, turned and left without even looking at it.

As he left, leaves suddenly fell from the seemingly motionless tree, and the leaves fell more and more quickly, and the more they fell, the more yellow they fell, as if they had entered a cold winter.

(End of the first part)