Martial Arts Master

"Seed No. 6..." Qi Fang stretched his eyebrows and let go of a big stone in his heart.

In her simple point of view, if her son even won the No. 5 seed, would there be any problems with the lower-ranked No. 6?

"Oh, I paid homage to the Bodhisattva today, and it was quite effective!" She smiled and slapped Lou Zhisheng beside her.

There is no competition during the day, and the group of relatives and friends becomes the Gaofen sightseeing group.

"Superstition." Lou Zhisheng muttered, but the smile on his face was hard to hide.

Cao Lele, Qiu Hailin and others next to them also had similar thoughts, and felt that the lottery this time was not bad, and that this opponent should not be as good as Qiu Lin.

Their mood became joyful, and they were eagerly looking forward to the start of the competition. Only Jiang Fei had a lump in his throat, and he couldn't feel smooth. He especially wanted to help Cheng Zi show off that Yan Zheke was his girlfriend.

Why can't you be more honest?

For friendship, I really endured too much suffering!

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"Seed No. 6, Meng Jiefeng." Yan Zheke puffed her cheeks, feeling that this opponent was neither bad nor bad.

It can only be said that it is better than Han Zhifei or Zhang Zhutong.

"Ke Ke, your man is lucky. They are both No. 6 seeds. Meng Jiefeng must be weaker than Qiu Lin, right?" Gu Shuang said cheerfully, but her tone gradually became less certain, because Yan Zheke and Xing Jingjing The eyes that looked over seemed to say, like mentally retarded.

Xing Jingjing replied succinctly: "Not much weaker, the style of play is more sinister."

"Sister Jingjing, has he improved a lot in the past six months?" Yan Zheke asked with concern.

The reason why she asked Xing Jingjing was because Meng Jiefeng was a rising star in the Gaofen police system. He was an eighth-rank strongman. He rarely participated in various arena competitions except for the competitions in this system. The fighting videos were quite difficult to find. Moreover, after the Spring Festival this year, The opponent hadn't made a move in front of the public until this youth competition.

Xing Jingjing thought for a while and replied: "Well, I heard that's the case, the style of play is more sinister."

She emphasized again that "the play is dangerous".

Yan Zheke understood this very well, because after Meng Jiefeng graduated from the Martial Arts School, he first joined the army, made great achievements, and received a reward, the "Wind and Cold Strength" in the remnants of "The Department of Plague"!

When fighting against him, the enemy often becomes weaker and weaker, and if he is a little careless, even if he wins, he will be weak afterwards, catch a cold and have a fever, and people give him the nickname "flu virus".

As for whether there are other martial arts methods recorded in the fragments of the "Department of Plague" that he obtained besides "Fenghan Jin", outsiders don't know. Add modern form and meaning to enter the rivers and lakes.

Thinking of this, Yan Zheke couldn't help feeling a little worried, picked up her phone, and sent Lou Cheng what Xing Jingjing revealed.

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"Seed No. 6?"

In the living room of the Lou family, Lou Debang lifted his spirits, picked up the phone next to him, selected the number, and said with a loud smile: "Oh, Lao Liu, are you watching TV? Are you watching? Xingxing Satellite TV Didn’t watch it? It’s broadcasting my grandson’s competition, the youth competition, and the province’s young martial artist competition. He’s in the top eight, what’s the 6th seed! Which grandson? Zhisheng’s family, Cheng Zi!”

"Old Zhu, didn't I mention it to you? Watch Xingxing Satellite TV, Chengzi is here!"

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The old man and the old lady notified their relatives and friends one by one, their faces turned rosy with excitement.

Wang Lili pulled Lou Zhiqiang, and said in a low voice, "Don't you tell Lao Xin and the others? This is also a matter of embarrassing our family. In the future, Weiwei will have more confidence in blind dates."

"What are you talking about? What if you lose!" Lou Zhiqiang never had good things to say.

Lou Yuanwei was sitting on the single sofa next to him, feeling the excitement in the living room, he was in a dream for a while.

Isn't Chengzi's current life what I dream of?

I can see hope, I can see a better future...

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In the high school class group.

Du Liyu, nicknamed "Xiaoxin", sent a link:

"Everyone, hurry up and support Cheng Zi, eight to four, against the sixth seed!"

"What the hell?" Tong Hua, his former deskmate, asked blankly.

Before Du Liyu could answer, Jiang Fei, who had been patient for a long time, came out: "Chengzi, that is Lou Cheng, is participating in the Provincial Youth Warrior Championship! He has entered the top eight!"

"Really? Fake?" Xiong Tao asked in amazement.

Provincial Youth Warrior Championship? This specification sounds very high!

When Lou Cheng was in high school, apart from studying well, I never heard that he was good at sports!

"Really, I've already fallen in love with Chengzi." Qin Rui, who was following the large troops of the Gushan Martial Arts Hall in another stand, echoed.

With his testimony as a recognized expert, the students in the fourth class were skeptical for a moment, clicked on the link, and buffered the data.

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Lou Cheng's fan forum has been lively since this morning.

The returnees headed by "Nie Qiqi" and "All the good names are eaten by dogs" said that they are very happy to see the familiar Chixiang moderator "Long Night is Coming" and the cute girl "Huanfan" and will support Lou OK, keep cheering him on.

The "Bull Demon King" and "Naiveness" these newcomers who joined because of their resistance to the underworld expressed their disdain for the lottery result, thinking that it was the inevitable result of the incident, and hoped that Lou Cheng would overthrow the opponent and successfully enter the top four.

Conspiracy theorists such as "bad girl" and "scheming whore" used the results of the lottery to slap the shady crowd in the face, saying that there was no bullying, it was all Lou Cheng's hype, and wished him a cold and a serious illness.

Seeing the constant melee in the forum, the melon-eaters "Long Night is Coming", "Fantasy Fan", "The Dragon King of the World" and "Usually Pure Ai Jun Okamoto" sighed one after another, wanting to return to the harmonious and stable situation in the past.

As brainless fans, both "Long Night is Coming" and "Huan Fan" admit that they are weak chickens.

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Since it was the first match, Lou Cheng hadn't discussed with Yan Zheke for a long time, when he saw the song and dance ended, the ring was cleaned up, and the referee walked up, he had to put down his phone, calm down, restrain distracting thoughts, and improve his state.

"The first match, Lou Cheng vs. Meng Jiefeng." The referee glanced at the electronic clock and gestured to both sides.

Lou Cheng was impulsively waving at Yan Zheke in the stands, but when he thought of her special reminder and felt the focus of the camera, he endured it again.

You can't show your love to the TV audience, or your father-in-law will kill Gao Fen with a knife tonight...

Thinking back to Yan Zheke's voluntary kiss in the evening, he took a breath, and walked towards the stone steps along the road of brilliance under the illumination of headlights.

During this process, he was like a newly bought car. Every step he took was equivalent to a run. His body and mind gradually adjusted, and his aura slowly rose. Muscles and bones roar together, climbing steadily!

With such power and power, the audience held their breaths, and they felt that Lou Cheng, the No. 18 contestant, seemed a little taller.

Meng Jiefeng was of medium height, with thin hair and powerful eyes. He wore a set of dark blue martial arts uniform with a bit of charm, and appeared almost at the same time as Lou Cheng.

He stood on both feet irregularly, with a restrained momentum and no tit-for-tat.

The referee raised his right hand, exhaled and said:

"Conversation time begins."

Meng Jiefeng looked at Lou Cheng with a smile: "You must be under a lot of pressure, right?"

"Normal." Lou Cheng replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"No, you're lying!" Meng Jiefeng's eyes sharpened sharply, as if he was interrogating a criminal, "You are afraid that you will be affected by my 'wind chill' and get sick after the game. If you lose to your opponent in the semi-finals tomorrow, you won't be able to make it to the final. Come on, if your strength is not proven, everyone will think that you broke into the semi-finals by relying on outside tricks, and that you are a wicked villain who will be accused by everyone and die without a cause!"

He wants to plant the seeds of foresight and hesitation in the opponent's heart, make him make mistakes in judgment, and let him have both ends!

"I have a clear conscience. What other people say can't affect me at all." Lou Cheng said frankly, "If there is an opponent, I will challenge it head-on. If there is slander, I will also challenge it head-on. I will fight back with victory after victory. My martial arts creed may not be mature, but at least it is my true thoughts."

"When I step into the ring, I only think about the opponent in front of me. I use my best to meet him and defeat him. This is the greatest respect for him. As for the future games, as for the final impact, I don't think about it. within."

Because of the turmoil before the game, he had some feelings, and he used this conversation to sort out his thoughts.

In actual combat, the more you are afraid of something, the more likely something will appear, so you have to be firm in your thinking!

Meng Jiefeng shrunk his eyes and smiled, "I hope you can remember what you just said."

He didn't say any more, enough was enough, and he was afraid that it would be too late.

After a while, the referee fixed the time, raised his right hand again, and swung it down violently:

"start!"

Meng Jiefeng's muscle fascia suddenly swelled, stretching his martial arts uniform tightly, and where the naked eye could see, his blood vessels and tendons were prominent, black as iron, making his skin hard and cold like metal.

"Golden jade body" is just an aestheticized statement!

Taking a step forward, Meng Jiefeng used his back as the axis, twitched the fascia on the side, and opened his right arm.

Snapped! His neck suddenly thickened, rubbed against the air, and made a bang, and the fascia of the black and blue blood vessels seemed to outline a series of frightening patterns.

Snapped! There were crisp sounds, and his right fist swung forward with the high speed of his body.

Lou Cheng's heart was as frozen as a lake, and his calmness was like ice. When his thoughts flashed, his center of gravity reverberated. With a flick of his spine, he jumped back.

After stepping into the alchemy realm, his condensate pile seemed to be improved by that wonderful feeling. It didn't mean that he had a premonition, or that he had a direct response to malice, but that it helped him to have a clearer mind, The vision is more intuitive and the judgment is more accurate.

Seeing his opponent retreat, Meng Jiefeng stepped on his foot, and with the power of precise rebound, he chased forward.

But just when his figure was about to move forward, Lou Cheng suddenly stopped, his center of gravity sank, his footsteps became vigorous, and he turned back to the front in a blink of an eye, stretched his back muscles, and punched out a fierce right fist. Counterattack!

His timing was so appropriate that Meng Jiefeng's punch was old and new, which was very embarrassing.

hiss!

Meng Jiefeng took a deep breath, withdrew his strength slightly, and released it immediately. This made his right fist retracted strangely, his left arm became bigger, and he swung it out sideways. The blue and black pattern on his neck became more and more conspicuous.

This is the application of energy all over the body!

Seeing that his arm was about to hit the opponent's fist, Lou Cheng suddenly swung his weight again, dragged the arm that was actually punched, abruptly changed its position, disappeared from Meng Jiefeng's eyes, and dodged behind him.

During this abrupt process, Lou Cheng's power changes smoothly and transparently, so that the twisting movements appear smooth and natural.

"Danjing!" In the live broadcast room of the TV station, the guest commentator Yu Hong seemed to be admiring and sighing.

"Danjing!" Zhang Zhutong didn't go back to the waiting room, but stood on the sidelines and exhaled.

Things that he didn't want to see happened. Lou Cheng kept growing at a high speed in each game, shortened the time of kung fu, and truly became a strong alchemy player!

As soon as he reached the enemy's back, Lou Cheng unceremoniously flicked his back, allowing his right fist to regenerate new strength, and with tense muscles and thunder clouds in his mind, it collapsed towards Meng Jiefeng's spine.

Snapped!

The sound of the wind stirred, causing Meng Jiefeng's hairs to stand on end, and he felt a little numb.

But he didn't look panicked, instead the corners of his mouth curled up.

Just right, you are behind me!

Suddenly, an evil seal bell wrapped with patterns appeared in his mind.

hum!

His abdomen was wriggling, his internal organs were excited, and a strange voice that was so low that no one else could hear it came out from his throat.

When Lou Cheng was about to hit his fist, his ears moved, his head suddenly throbbed with unbearable pain, and his arms involuntarily went limp.

The third update is delivered, and there are still two more due. Take a rest tomorrow, catch up on sleep, and relieve fatigue. The two updates are at 7:00 and 12:00 in the evening. Continue to make up the day after tomorrow. By the way, ask for a monthly ticket~