Martial Arts Master

Light rain fell gently, beating on the window sill, isolating the hustle and bustle of the outside world, combined with the five words "Sunday morning", creating a lazy atmosphere that makes people not want to open their eyes and leave the bed.

Yan Xiaoling was wrapped in a quilt, sleeping so much that she didn't want to wake up. She was in a dream, and she seemed to be able to forget yesterday's failure and yesterday's sadness, and no longer worry about worrying things.

She has a bad habit of sleeping intermittently, waking up from time to time to check her mobile phone, and her good skill is that she can fall asleep quickly after turning over.

Reluctantly opening her eyes, Yan Xiaoling took the phone into the warm bed, unlocked the screen, casually refreshed the campus forums she browsed before, and saw a new post marked in red:

"Is there any student who wants to cheer for the martial arts club now?"

Cheering for the Martial Arts Club? Wasn't the game yesterday? Am I hallucinating? Yan Xiaoling rubbed her face, clicked into the post, and saw that the host said:

"I watched the match between Budao Club and Shanbei. I was very excited, and I felt sorry for them. They played so well, but they still had to suffer the pain of failure. I always felt that I should do something for them."

"Are there any classmates who went to the Martial Arts Center to express their support? Right now, both men and women are welcome!"

Hmm... Yan Xiaoling slid her thumb, scrolled down, and found a lot of replies. The more she looked, the more impulsive she became. Finally, she overcame the cold in the winter morning and pulled herself out of the comfortable bed.

Putting on her long down jacket, she opened the door of the dormitory and rushed into the biting north wind.

As a girl from Yanling, she is not used to the southern winter at all.

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In the martial arts gymnasium, Lou Cheng practiced the word "Zhe" for a while and then rested for a while, with a degree of relaxation, looseness and tension, which fully demonstrated the identity of the injured.

During this process, he noticed that students came in one after another at the door. They walked to the stands on both sides and sat in a mess.

what's the situation? Lou Cheng, who was pointing and correcting Yan Zheke's movements, was puzzled, and somewhat confused about what happened.

Flash?

not like...

"Chengzi, look, look, there are a lot of students... We didn't have so many students come to watch during our special training before." Yan Zheke also sensed something was wrong, and took advantage of her boyfriend's approach, she raised her chin towards the stands .

"Yeah, it makes me feel nervous, I'm always afraid of making big news." Lou Cheng looked left and right, and replied in a low voice.

At this time, Cai Zongming's gaze, which was looking around, met his gaze, and he said a little excitedly: "Cheng Zi, have you seen it? Some of our classmates have come to watch our training, and there are so many of them! This is Famous rhythm, this is the treatment of martial arts experts!"

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Lou Cheng was astonished.

Cai Zongming was about to make up a self-justified theory when he suddenly saw the student who came on Sunday morning standing up, forming a horn with his hands, and shouting to the members of the special training:

"come on!"

"make persistent efforts!"

Lou Cheng and the others were taken aback by the sound echoing in the somewhat empty stadium, but they soon came to their senses and realized that this was the students expressing their support for yesterday's competition.

Continuing your efforts means that you played very well in the last game!

"come on!"

"make persistent efforts!"

The scattered voices became more and more orderly, and gradually merged into one, while Lou Cheng and the others seemed to have been beaten up, and they became more motivated and passionate as they practiced.

"Hurry up, take a picture!" Shu Rui ordered the video camera brother with reddened eyes and bright eyes.

What a classmate!

What a picture of love!

When everyone left reluctantly and the special training came to an end, Shu Rui finally found the opportunity to record the post-match record that I was too embarrassed to do yesterday.

She decided to start with the hardest level.

"Lin Que, how is the recovery from the injury? Has the 'Dark Poison Strength' been completely eliminated?" Shu Rui showed a friendly smile.

It can't be wrong to start with the words of concern!

Panting and sweating, Lin Que glanced at her and said:

"secret."

secret? Another secret! God's secret! Shu Rui opened his mouth halfway, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Taking a breath, she maintained a professional smile showing eight teeth: "Are you afraid that the progress of your injury recovery will be inquired by Sanjiang College? Well, let me change the question. You are in good spirits. It seems that you have overcome the influence of failure." ?”

"No." Lin Que replied seriously.

What an honest child... Shu Rui had the urge to cover her face and sigh, but she still smiled gracefully: "Why do you say that? It doesn't look like it?"

"Failure inspires me to move forward." Lin Que said concisely.

A good standard answer... I feel like I've been tricked... Shu Rui silently watched Lin Que turn around and walk towards the dressing room.

After clearing up her mood, she stopped Lou Cheng, and said with a smile:

"Are you in a good mood?"

"You never fail." Lou Cheng laughed.

"I like to chat with young people like you, and I feel full of vigor again." Shu Rui joked with self-deprecation, "About yesterday's game, how do you evaluate yourself?"

"I found a gap, um, I also saw a hope, and even set a goal." Lou Cheng said frankly, without trying to hide it.

"Movement!" Shu Rui gave a thumbs-up, sincerely praised, and found Yan Zheke instead without further entanglement.

"Is it a pity that I couldn't play yesterday?" She passed the microphone over.

Yan Zheke pursed her lips and said with a small smile, "Yes."

Although I can't change anything by playing, it is still quite regrettable.

"I heard that Peng Leyun likes to take shortcuts by jumping off buildings. This is the strength only at the sixth-rank alchemy realm. Has Lou Cheng ever made a similar move before?" Shu Rui inquired.

When she asked so casually, Yan Zheke was taken aback and almost looked astonished.

Reporter Shu asked this question on purpose, right? On purpose?

Chengzi just hugged me last night to experience the excitement. She came to ask about this this morning. Could it be too coincidental?

Did someone see and break the news last night?

"This kind of thing..." She looked at Shu Rui suspiciously, then dimpled, and said with a sweet smile, "Dangerous moves, good kids don't imitate! Well, that's it."

Uh... Shu Rui was puzzled by Yan Zheke's irrelevant answer.

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In the rush to make up for missed homework, the time came to December 28th, three o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday.

The Martial Arts Club of Songcheng University will challenge the Martial Arts Club of Sanjiang University in an away game on Sunday. If they fail, they will completely miss the finals of this year's Budo Association!

Cautious first, they packed their luggage and gathered at the school bus stop, intending to set off one day in advance and use the whole night's rest to recharge their batteries, so as not to affect their state due to the journey.

In front of the specially transferred bus, Shu Rui stood at the door, holding a microphone, and with the video camera as the background, he said to Lou Cheng, Lin Que and the others:

"It's going to be another expedition, don't you guys say something?"

Say something? Just when Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke were thinking, Xiao Ming's eyes lit up, he patted each of his shoulders, and said something in a low voice.

Then, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke put their arms around each other's shoulders. Beside Yan Zheke was He Zi, and next to He Zi was Mu Jinnian. They went out one by one, and all members participated in the movement in a uniform manner, forming an arc.

They half arched their backs and shouted in unison:

"We want to win!"

No matter who the opponent is, we all want to win!

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December 29th, Sunday at 2:50 pm, in the Martial Arts Hall of Sanjiang College.

In the locker room of the home team, Qu Hui was wearing a black tuxedo and a top hat. He looked around Luo Haize, Yin Xiangxi and the others, and said with a solemn expression:

"Lou Cheng's internal injuries haven't healed yet, Lin Que is affected by the remnants of the 'Dark Poison Strength', and his condition is definitely not at its peak. This is our chance!"

"I have to admit that no matter what industry you are in, luck is very important, and this time, it belongs to us. If we hadn't met Songda in the second round, if Songda hadn't fought so hard in Shanbei, We had no hope at first, but now, we have a great chance of winning!"

"Since the chances of winning are so great, we can't miss it, and we can't be unable to grasp it because of our own mistakes!"

"There's an old saying that goes, if what God gives is not taken, it will be blamed instead!"

If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed instead... Luo Haize, Yin Xiangxi and others recited these eight words silently, and the president made their blood boil when they said it.

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In the visiting team's locker room, old man Shi looked at Lou Cheng and Lin Que, heyed, and asked:

"You two brats, can you fight?"

Lou Cheng and Lin Que didn't look at each other, but they shouted at the same time:

"able!"

Transition, the number of words is a bit small