Martial Arts Master

"One wears three!"

"One wears three!"

Listening to the excited shouts, Lou Cheng smiled, turned his head and looked at the seats at Hudong University, and saw Wu Yong, who was tall and thin and had a serious face, slowly standing up.

It doesn’t seem interesting to leave a ninth-level career opponent for my uncle...

And anyone with a discerning eye can see that I still have some strength left. Turning around and ending up like this seems to be discriminating against the weak and disrespectful to Wu Yong, a warrior...

Besides, I haven’t really worn one with three, so I have to try it out!

In this case, then good people should do their best to send Buddha to the West!

With his mind set, Lou Cheng spread his feet slightly, put on his airs again, and looked like he was waiting for the third round, feeling quite eager to try.

No matter how much experience he had, no matter how mature he was, he could not hide the fact that he was only twenty years old, and his vigor and vitality had not yet left him.

Isn't there a song sung like this? The general meaning is that even if you grow older and become older, the young person who lives in your heart is still the same.

As soon as they saw Lou Cheng's posture, the spectators around him understood what he meant, and they immediately made a noise and shouted louder than the last wave.

In the finals of the National University Martial Arts Tournament, "one wears three" is not a common thing!

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"It looks like Lou Cheng is really going to wear one and three." In the live broadcast room, the host Liu Chang exclaimed.

Chen Sansheng shook his head and smiled: "There is no way. When the weak is attacking the strong, if you make one mistake, the whole game will collapse. When Han Peipei is stunned by Lou Cheng's newly practiced nine-character mantra, you can imagine what will happen next. , I just predicted that Yu Zhi would become a living target, but I didn’t expect that he would lose so quickly and so easily.”

"Yeah, I thought he could handle dozens of moves with his fat body, but... Liu Chang sighed.

As a result, they were defeated easily, and Hudong University was about to suffer three kills. This is a bit embarrassing!

"There is nothing we can do about it. Yu Zhi's fighting style is to force others to fight hard. How can he not get his shoes wet when he often walks by the river? It would be too difficult to escape the simplified Wai Gang fight with Lou Cheng. He will lose, and it will only be a matter of time before he loses." Chen Sansheng stared at Wu Yong who was slowly walking towards the ring and said, "Lou Cheng's hand of balancing the elixir and returning the blood has become more and more proficient, making it difficult for people to guard against it. It is normal for Yu Zhi to catch it. .”

"Okay, the third game is about to begin. Sansheng, please briefly comment on the battle just now for us." Liu Chang controlled the time.

"The specific situation is similar to my analysis before the game. There is nothing to say." Chen Sansheng paused and said, "As for Lou Cheng, if we say that when he played against Peng Leyun in December last year, he relied on a few strong points to drag him down. The sixth-grade combat power he has gained has obvious shortcomings in other areas, so now, he is truly at the sixth-grade level, in every aspect and sense."

"No, no, no, the most practical aspect is not that he hasn't received the sixth-grade certificate yet, so he is not really a sixth-grade one. He is a twenty-year-old eighth-grade, just so-so." Liu Chang started with a meme that appeared on Weibo. joke.

Chen Sansheng laughed twice in agreement, and finally said with emotion: "Instead of comparing with Peng Leyun and the others, just speaking of himself, Lou Cheng deserves to be called the 'Proud One of Heaven'. Well, he is not a candidate!"

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"Haha, the commentators praised Lou Cheng so much that I blushed. Be humble, be humble. You have to be humble." "The long night is coming," Yan Xiaoling posted with a "blissful" expression.

"Yes, yes, I feel embarrassed for them!" "Selling and selling wontons" and "dancing."

"Hey, hey, hey, I don't want to say anything, I just shout twice, one to wear three! One to wear three!" "Huan Fan" "waving the red flag."

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"You little girls, you know how to be a nymphomaniac, can't you be a bit technical?" "The Unparalleled Dragon King" said with "disdain", "If you ask me, that fat man is really pitiful. If it were other things, he wouldn't have any superpowers or simplification. Waigang's weak sixth grade, he may not lose!"

"My fighting style is restrained, and my teammates in front are not strong enough. What else can I do?" "Road to the Arena" wandered over and showed his hands.

"The sky is unconstrained" and "thumping the ground and laughing": "The tragic expression on Fatty's face just now made me so happy! After seeing that Han Peipei didn't cause any harm, he probably gave up."

"That's Fatty, anyone else would have died sooner after suffering so many consecutive explosions! Red blood and white turbidity flying everywhere! Don't think wrongly, I'm talking about the brain!" "Always pure love Jun Okamoto" said comically.

The opponent's two main generals were defeated, victory was no longer in suspense, and the atmosphere of the forum was lively and relaxed.

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At the seat of the Songda Martial Arts Club, Yan Zheke changed her sitting posture, becoming gentle and delicate. She glanced at her cousin secretly, wanting to confirm his opinion on Chengzi's "one wears three".

Lin Que didn't take off his thin coat, and his expression was calm, without any ripples, and without the slightest intention to fight.

He really couldn't get enough energy to go up and bully a ninth-level professional warrior, and it had nothing to do with the overall situation.

Wait for the orange to "wear three"! Yan Zheke was completely relieved and looked at the ring happily. Li Maosun Jian and others had already taken out their mobile phones, pretending to be onlookers, and began to record Songda Martial Arts Club's first victory in the national competition after many years!

On the ring, Yu Zhi supported himself with both hands and struggled to get up. His head had become bruised and swollen, and two blood dragons were hung on him.

He nodded to Lou Cheng and walked toward the stone steps with trembling fat. Although he staggered a little, his steps were still not frivolous.

Looking at his back and then at the human-shaped shallow pit on the ground, Lou Cheng couldn't help but take a breath, somewhat admiring his opponent's ability to resist the blow.

While walking on the road, even if I get hit by a car, I just turn over and dust myself off, no big deal, right?

If it were you, if you didn't use your strength to resist and just blocked it with your body, you would definitely get injured!

Leaving slowly, Yu Zhi looked at the road under his feet and suddenly felt some inexplicable sigh in his heart.

My college martial arts career is really coming to an end...

Wu Yong looked at him with a wry smile, removed all his baggage, and stepped onto the ring step by step.

For him, if he wants to make a comeback in this situation, he can only hope that a meteorite will fall from the sky and kill and injure everyone in the Songda Martial Arts Club. Other than that, there is no other possibility!

So, don’t think about anything and have a good experience competing with the sixth-grade Dan Realm!

Arriving opposite Lou Cheng, he put on his airs and looked at the enemy.

Lou Cheng lowered his waist and stretched his right arm forward, making a gesture of opening the door to welcome guests.

The referee did not waste any time, waved his arms and shouted loudly:

"start!"

Bang bang bang, the muscles and bones in Wu Yong's body roared together, as if a sports car was speeding up to the limit.

Amid the roar of the wind, he moved with nimble steps. He rushed forward to get to Lou Cheng's side, thrust his feet inward, twisted his waist and turned his back, and used his arm as a single whip to whip out fiercely.

boom! Lou Cheng remained motionless, raised his hand, and held it accurately.

At this moment, Wu Yong kicked out his left foot quickly, and the muscle movement offset the signs of friction, making no sound or breath.

Deadly hidden legs!

However, as soon as his legs exerted force, Lou Cheng kicked out from the side and hit his feet accurately, turning the storm away.

Wu Yong endured the fluctuations in his mind, spread out his footwork, and attacked around Lou Cheng. He struck forward, backward, backward, diagonally, and kept using double strikes, making a snapping sound, but Lou Cheng did not move or shake. , always making moves in time, blocking every attack of the opponent just right, like a master giving moves to his disciples.

After a round of violent attacks, Wu Yong reached the stage of slowing down. Just as he was about to retreat and distance himself, he saw Lou Cheng snapping out his right arm and approaching his fist as fast as the wind.

He hurriedly stopped his move, but Lou Cheng flicked his elbow, spread his fingers, and grabbed his wrist, quickly exerting force to pull back.

Wu Yong couldn't bear it anymore and swayed forward, but Lou Cheng bent his shoulders and elbows and pressed them against his chest.

The referee yawned secretly, raised his hand and shouted:

"In the third round, Lou Cheng wins!"

"In this match, Songda Martial Arts Club wins!"

Not bad, not bad... Hearing the referee's voice, Wu Yong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was performing normally and was not embarrassed.

Of course, it was Lou Cheng who was kind and didn't use "Returning Strength" and super-powerful killing moves at all.

As soon as he straightened up, his eyes suddenly froze and he discovered a fact.

From the beginning of the war to now, Lou Cheng has not moved even a step!

Just stand there and win!

With a bang, the audience burst into cheers:

"Three kills!"

"Three kills!"

"Three kills!"

After shouting several times, I don’t know who took the lead. Another voice gradually sounded in the audience, from chaos to order, echoing around:

"The proud son of heaven!"

"The proud son of heaven!"

"The proud son of heaven!"

Lou Cheng curled his lips, waved his arms to the audience, then turned and left the ring, returning to the Songda Martial Arts Club seat, where his eyes met Yan Zheke's obviously joyful eyes.

"According to the rules, the person who 'wears three' must treat the whole team to a feast!" Cai Zongming jumped out, like a light bulb, standing between the two of them.

Coming to the imperial capital and being close to his girlfriend, he was in extremely good condition, in every sense of the word.

"What rules? Why didn't I know?" Lou Cheng looked at him suspiciously.

Classmate Xiao Ming smiled proudly and said: "The rules that our team committee just unanimously approved."

"Where does the team committee come from?" Lou Cheng asked funnyly.

"Just established!" Cai Zongming chuckled.

"Then I'll treat you to Imperial Capital's skewers tonight." Lou Cheng originally wanted to invite everyone to celebrate the good start.

"Ahem." Old Man Shi interjected, "Since no one is tired, tomorrow's relaxation training is cancelled, and we will start cooperative training. Let's take a leisurely late night snack."

Next game, Songdai vs. Akejima!

Old Man Shi didn't rush to let the team members who lacked the basics of formations learn relevant things. He just asked them to carry out targeted cooperation between two people and three people.

"Yes, coach!" Yan Zheke and others replied happily.

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After returning from supper, she and Lou Cheng were tired for a while. Yan Zheke returned to the room, washed up and went to bed.

After saying good night to each other, and before going to sleep, she browsed the martial arts sections of various portal websites and "quietly" watched how others praised Orange.

The page appeared, and titles jumped into her eyes one by one:

"What's ten moves to warm up? Lou Cheng defeated Hudong alone!"

"This is the first time in this competition that one wears three, and Lou Cheng is able to do it with ease!"

"Because of him, the death team will not die!"

"Remove the candidates, you are the genius of the world!"