Martial Arts Master

Looking at Peng Leyun's slightly staggering back, feeling his muscles shaking uncontrollably under the influence of the remaining current, Lou Cheng, who was standing in the middle of the ring, suddenly felt a little sad.

It was really not easy to finally defeat the big devil once and for all!

From today on, he and I are truly on the same level, looking at each other equally, without any distinction.

It has been two and a half years since Master took me to Shanbei to meet Peng Leyun in the morning, receive education, and set goals!

For hundreds of days and nights, step by step, I got here.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he will be able to overpower the "Taoist priest" from now on. It can be felt that even if the secret method is included, the gap between the two sides is only a few centimeters. If he hadn't mispredicted the situation today, he would have fought hard." "The Sigh of the Ice Queen", the ending may be completely different. As the human level has improved, at the current stage, every step will be very difficult. Even if I master the "Fire Department" skills later, and the "Taoist" has become someone else. Their unique skills are only enriched by means, and they can play an unexpected role once or twice, but they cannot bring about any real improvement. For a long time, the two of them will win or lose each other.

Lou Cheng glanced at Peng Leyun one last time, slowly withdrew his gaze, and said silently in his heart:

Next, our competition is to see who can approach the "Dragon Gate" faster and who can become Wai Gang sooner!

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In the stands, An Chaoyang, who came here specially to buy tickets, uncrossed his hands, leaned back, sighed and muttered to himself:

"Hey, 'Taoist' didn't make any waves but lost the game..."

It is not that Peng Leyun has never failed in the past, but he either lost in a battle between strong men or because he wanted to see the opponent's unique skills. It was rare that he lost to his opponent even though he tried his best. Competitions between the same level Even more so!

In the locker room of Imperial College, Ren Li watched the live broadcast and was not worried that it would affect the upcoming second semi-final.

At this time, her beautiful doll-like face looked a little more sad and a little more relieved.

Unfortunately, Lou Cheng finally caught up, and his worries became a reality. His relief was "confirmed" that Taoist priests can also "fail", and there are times when they are powerless. They are not invincible demons, and some of the shadows in their hearts were swept away. null.

I can defeat you too... She stroked the sheathed sword lying across her lap, her tentacles warm and the brass as new as new.

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"Build it up, it's done!"

"Peng Leyun Peng Leyun!"

Amidst the shouts of half fire and half sea water, half cheers and half encouragement, the host Liu Chang in the live broadcast room exclaimed: "Wonderful competition, tyrannical Lou Cheng, the era of the big devil is completely over."

"Indeed, although the gap between them is not big, maybe Peng Leyun can win the next game, but the invincible 'big devil' has indeed passed away." Guest commentator He Xiaowei sighed and agreed, "From now on, the master will not lonely!"

"Masters are never lonely... This is a good saying! They don't have to worry about having no opponents at the same level. They can strengthen each other, promote each other, become like enemies and friends, and surpass the past!" Liu Chang praised, and then added, "I said it 'Enemy' means competitor."

Today's fans are very scary. They will criticize you if you disagree with them. They have to be cautious and cautious when speaking!

"Well, there are not many inhuman duels in professional competitions like this. You can always use it to reflect on it. When the time comes, Liu Chang and I will publish a detailed explanation. It won't be a little stuck or stunned like just now. I can't keep up with the rhythm, haha, if you want to watch the replay now, the Bai Yutang video we collaborated with supports online pullback and slow performance." He Xiaowei helped the partner advertise.

Liu Chang nodded with slight satisfaction, then sighed:

"It's a pity that Lou Cheng will enter the professional competition as an 'intern' in his senior year. Otherwise, he will be the unshakable super devil in the next university martial arts meet."

"What's the point of bullying 'elementary school students'? Without Peng Leyun, without Ren Li, without similar opponents, what's the point of bullying? It's a waste of time and a waste of life!" He Xiaowei said with a smile.

Liu Chang thought for a while and answered seriously:

"Personally, I have to admit, it's really fun to abuse food!"

As he spoke, he laughed, making He Xiaowei couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, the second game is about to begin. Let's see how much strength Lou Cheng still has left and whether he can still create miracles!" Liu Chang's face straightened after more than ten seconds.

"I don't think Lou Cheng can do anything after defeating Peng Leyun." He Xiaowei has never been shy about expressing his views.

Shut up! Each Shanbei supporter and Peng Leyun's fan all shouted these two words in their hearts.

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In the early morning in the United States, the sky was slightly bright. Yan Zheke was leaning on a pillow, with a computer in front of him, a tablet on his left, and a mobile phone on his right. While continuing to watch the live broadcast, he recalled the previous battle again and again, and scrolled through the forum microblog again and again. Bo's kind words.

When the referee just announced the result, Yan Xiaoling had already jumped up at the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club seat, waving her arms excitedly and muttering something unknown.

If it weren't for He Zi La, she really doesn't know what she would have done.

Another die-hard Lou fan, Deng Yang, also raised his fist crazily and bumped fists with Cai Zongming, Wang Dali and others over and over again, leaving the others speechless.

Damn you retarded... Classmate Xiao Ming glanced left and right with the corners of his mouth raised, and cursed secretly.

Orange is so fucking awesome!

They were so immersed in joy that they forgot that the game was not over yet. It was not until Fang Zhirong, a handsome man with freckles on his face, climbed up the stone steps that he calmed down and waited half expectantly and half indifferently for the referee to wave his arms.

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On the ring, looking at the enemy with a baby face and a slightly gloomy and unruly temperament, Lou Cheng did not take a breath and hugged back his energy, fearing to waste his little energy.

Although this will cause the body to continue to be paralyzed and stimulated by the electric current, when the battle officially begins, you can "fight and lose" in the game!

Examining Lou Cheng's slightly twitching body, Fang Zhirong did not dare to neglect, put on airs and concentrated on it.

The opponent is indeed close to the limit, and has a relatively serious electric shock effect, but the skinny camel is bigger than the horse!

The dying beast is equally ferocious!

The referee did not wait. He raised his right hand and waved it quickly:

"start!"

Fang Zhirong bent his back, and sprang to the side in a strange posture, like a snake that was meandering, a wild wolf that was hiding and leaning towards its prey. His body seemed to darken, as if it was dragging out a dark shadow.

He wants to circle around the enemy and wait for the opportunity to strike with a fatal blow!

Lou Cheng took a breath, resisted the numbness and soreness of his muscles, and used his extremely powerful "self-seeing" control ability as his center. He jumped out with a bang, going from still to high speed in an instant. When he turned, he rubbed against the void and collided. The air barrier was broken and a strong wind blew up.

He wants to take the initiative to pursue the enemy!

boom! boom! boom! The strong wind continued, the thunder intertwined, and it seemed that the gods were acting like it. Lou Cheng continuously changed directions and advanced crazily, closing the distance with Fang Zhirong amidst shouts.

However, the opponent's movements are strange and slippery, and he is so eager that it is difficult to lock on.

At this moment, Lou Cheng concentrated his energy and sketched out the ancient characters. Qi and blood circulated along with it, stimulating somewhere in his body.

His eyes were suddenly sharp and cold, and a bloody aura "shot" out, covering the enemy.

Fang Zhirong's mind immediately swayed, as if he had come to a battlefield stained with blood and faced a general riding a high horse and raising a butcher's knife. He was trembling with fear from inside to outside, and his body was stunned.

At this moment, Lou Cheng rushed forward, regained his energy and blood, and resolved part of the paralysis. He wore a glittering, frost-filled glove with his left fist and struck out sideways.

The simplified "Bing" formula was not very effective. Fang Zhirong only woke up after being stunned. Seeing that he could not dodge Bing Po's heavy punch, he could only explode his pill strength, bulge his arms, rush forward, punch straight, and forcefully block.

boom!

Fang Zhirong's body was swaying, and his strength was on par with Lou Cheng's current condition, but his energy and blood were cold, his muscles were slightly stiff, and his movements were slightly sluggish.

Snapped! Lou Cheng did another "Hold on Strength", and his other fist was surrounded by red flames, turned into a cannonball, and shot out.

Bang bang bang! He performed continuous bursts, alternating his fists, sometimes using "Ice Soul" to slow down, and sometimes using "Fire Emperor" to injure people. The connection was smooth and smooth, and each move was heavy and precise.

Bang bang bang! Fang Zhirong struggled to hold on and barely held on. He wanted to use his ultimate move to get out of the predicament, or to dodge away and regroup, but he couldn't find any chance. The opponent's rhythm control and move connection were as if measured by a ruler, without any flaws. , so that the unique skills that I have worked hard to cultivate over the past year are of no use at all!

During the fierce attack, Lou Cheng suddenly slowed down and took advantage of his advantage to visualize the heavy and scorching "Fire Emperor" and the fire god Zhu Rong who was stepping on the red dragon.

Kick! He stepped forward, pulled his right arm back, bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot a heavy fist.

"Fire Department" simplifies the outer fist and implodes the fist!

In the previous battles, Lou Cheng used his ice energy a lot, but it was exhausted and he could no longer sustain the "kick-in". Even if he tried hard to use it, the impact on Fang Zhirong would be limited, and it would be difficult to leave any injuries, which was a waste.

At this time, Fang Zhirong was obviously confused by the enemy's rhythm changes and was not adaptable enough. He could only "hold on hard", spray out the "alchemy energy", hold the palm of his hand, and put it under Lou Cheng's fist.

Boom!

It was like a bomb had exploded inside his body, his energy and blood were rolling wildly, and his internal organs seemed to be shifting.

Lou Cheng contracted his energy and blood, and struck out with another heavy punch of cold ice, hitting Fang Zhirong's barely raised arm. He staggered back, his muscles stiffened, and he quickly hugged him again. Dan, struggling to contend.

Thinking again, and "imploding" again, Lou Cheng took a step closer with an expressionless face, raised his right fist, and struck it down heavily, hitting the opponent's hurriedly raised arms.

Boom!

Fang Zhirong's eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth all had redness overflowing, his blood was so turbulent that it was difficult to function, and his internal organs suffered severe trauma.

Lou Cheng recovered his strength and tried to punch "Ice Soul" again, but his head suddenly became dizzy and his energy reached its limit.

He failed to "hold the elixir", and the condensed Qi and blood dispersed.

Fang Zhirong was stunned for a moment, then he seized the opportunity to suppress the injury, stretched his back, swung backwards, and jumped more than ten meters.

This wasn't over yet, he forced another turn and dodged to the side.

Lou Cheng felt regretful for a while, tried to catch up, and tried again with normal attacks.

But as soon as he took a step, he felt that the world was spinning and he almost fell, so he had no choice but to stand.

But when he made a move, Fang Zhirong was like a frightened bird, he swung his weight and retreated hastily, as if he was scared out of his wits.

Lou Cheng couldn't help but smile.

This smile made him unable to stop. It came from Fang Zhirong's overreaction and the joy of defeating Peng Leyun with great difficulty!

"Ha ha……"

Lou Cheng shook his head and ignored Fang Zhirong and the referee. He turned around, stepped forward, walked towards the stone steps with a smile, and left the ring calmly.

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