Martial Arts Master

The sea breeze passed through the city full of people, and no unique flavor was left. The tourists coming and going spoke Mandarin with various accents, and most of them looked excited. For them, they were not only watching the game, but also taking advantage of the opportunity. On vacation, I have to say that the time for the "War of Kings" qualifiers is quite good. Students are leisurely during the summer vacation, and their parents will also take time to accompany them, which complements the "War of Martial Arts" qualifiers before the end of the semester.

When the Dragon and Tiger Club arrived at the Wanhua Hotel where they were staying, the lobby was already crowded with welcoming people. Some were youthful, some were energetic, some were full of energy, some were over the years, and some were mature and mature. There were some happy faces, and some were just the reporter team.

"Lou Cheng, may I ask what your goal is in this 'War of Kings'?"

"Are you confident that you will get a spot in the main draw?"

"Which opponent are you most looking forward to? Peng Leyun, Ren Li, or the monk from Daxing Temple?"

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"Hello Tu Zheng, I heard that you defeated Lou Cheng in the sparring class?"

"Will you use this 'War of Kings' to leap over the dragon's gate?"

"Mengliang from Shizhou Island, who defeated you last time, also signed up this time. Is there anything you want to say?"

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The most popular among the media and the most newsworthy are undoubtedly Lou Cheng, who is the genius of the world, and Tu Zheng, who is expected to go abroad within two years. This makes Yu Wangyuan, Lu Shaofei and others who are only paid attention to by a few reporters are quite disappointed, and even more disappointing. What they lamented was that the reason why the few reporters interviewed them was because they couldn't squeeze in beside Lou Cheng and Tu Zheng...

Only when there is contrast can there be motivation. They secretly clenched their fists and their eyes burned with fire.

"Okay, everyone, please step aside. If you have any questions, we will arrange a special interview time." Xiang Tong, the deputy director of the "Foreign Affairs Group" and the leader of this "Battle of Kings", gained a little momentum and opened up a passage to the hotel. Security personnel also formed a human wall to isolate the inside and outside.

Lou Cheng kept in mind Coach Yan's guidance - at times like this, all he had to do was smile. Occasionally when he saw fans stretching their arms, he took the pen and paper in a good mood, signed his name, and handed it back. In exchange for screams of "Lou Cheng" and "Lou Cheng".

After wading through mountains and rivers for a while, they finally entered the elevator and arrived at the 33rd floor, where everything was quiet and quiet.

"This is an individual competition. There are no hard and fast rules. There are only two instructions." The team leader Xiang Tong clapped his hands and said with a smile, "First, don't miss the game. Second, try not to cause trouble."

"Okay." Everyone replied casually, then took their room cards and went to their respective rooms.

Lou Cheng privately told the team leader that he would not have dinner with everyone since he had an appointment with friends in the evening.

"No problem, just don't affect your condition." Xiang Tong nodded ambiguously with a smile.

What kind of thoughts does this person have? Lou Cheng emphasized: "Male friends."

"Oh..." Xiang Tong's eyes suddenly became weird, he took a step back, and then laughed out loud, "I'm just kidding."

What a lunatic... Lou Cheng's mouth twitched and he cursed secretly, expressing deep concern for the leader's head.

After entering the house, he put away his luggage and tidied up a bit. Lou Cheng waited for a while until the sky turned dark, then he put on his black-rimmed glasses, changed his clothes, and slipped out of the hotel, walking on the road steaming in the summer heat.

After leaving the Wanhua Hotel, he waved to stop renting and went to Guanchao Street, which was full of seafood stalls, crowded and lively.

In front of the well-decorated "Linfu Centennial Grilled Fish" shop, An Chaoyang, who still has artistic semi-long hair, is wearing headphones, his hands in his pockets, his eyes half-closed, looking delicate and peaceful, as if he is sleeping.

"I've made a reservation." He greeted Lou Cheng with a smile.

Lou Cheng twitched his nose to distinguish the smell in the air: "It smells pretty good."

"It was recommended by a local friend. You can't go wrong." An Chaoyang replied with a chuckle, turned around and walked into the store.

"Local friends..." Lou Cheng repeated casually.

An Chaoyang looked like he would fall asleep at any time and said: "I met a friend who likes music on a travel forum."

It sounds very complicated... Lou Cheng pulled out his chair and sat down, looked around and said, "Should we order the fish first, or should we wait until the Taoist priest and Ren Li arrive?"

"Let's order first. We'll eat a lot, so we have to be prepared." An Chaoyang thought for a moment and asked, "How long will it take for them to arrive?"

"...Aren't you in contact?" Lou Cheng asked blankly.

"I thought you would contact me..." An Chaoyang and his small eyes widened.

"Isn't it time to contact the person who treated you..." After a brief pause, Lou Cheng rushed to shirk his responsibility.

"When I was in the Holy Elephant Kingdom before, you were more active and paid more attention to contacting everyone..." An Chaoyang analyzed his inner thoughts.

There was another moment of silence. Lou Cheng sighed funnyly, picked up his phone and said:

"Then I'll make a date now?"

"Forget it, it's almost dinner time. They either haven't arrived yet or have already eaten. Let's get together in a few days." An Chaoyang laughed at himself, got up and ordered the fish.

When he came back and sat down again, he took off his headphones and put them aside, pretending to be concentrating on eating and chatting with Lou Cheng.

"Wen Qing, is this the highest respect you can have for a friend?" Lou Cheng joked.

In the past, even though I didn’t listen, I would hang the headphones around my neck!

"Are you praising me or criticizing me?" An Chaoyang laughed, "How about it? Have you mastered the 'Bud of Fire' Alchemy Realm chapter?"

"I've practiced everything I need to practice." Lou Chengyan replied concisely and then asked, "What are your plans this time? A blockbuster, a meteoric rise to the sky?"

"Don't make fun of me." An Chaoyang shook his head in amusement, "I just broke through not long ago and have just stabilized. I just came to see the world and hone myself. I don't have any extravagant expectations. But you, you really didn't think about it. A spot in the main draw?”

"If you say you don't want to, I'm definitely lying to you." Lou Cheng replied calmly.

"Then you have something to fight for. This time, the strongest reserves and senior seniors from all the top forces are here. Many of them are on par with Tu Zheng, or even a bit stronger, such as Fazhen and Zhiren of Daxing Temple, Shangqing Sect In the Ming Dynasty, Gou Wen of the Xuanwu Sect, Qingfeng of Shushanzhai, Wang Xuan of Yanzhao Hall, Zheng Shiduo of Guanwai League, Meng Liang of Shizhou Island..." An Chaoyang said while thinking.

"Fazhen is here too? This is from my grandfather's generation..." Lou Cheng was startled.

Fa Zhen is the younger brother of Fa Yuan, the abbot of Daxing Temple, and the uncle of "King Ming" Zhi Hai. He is fifty-one years old and belongs to the inhuman strong men of Old Man Shi's generation.

He was preparing for Waigang more than 20 years ago, but unfortunately he has never been able to break through. Although it is hopeless now, he has been immersed in the inhuman peak for so many years, and his body has not yet reached the stage of obvious decline. He is definitely a master who cannot be underestimated!

But this uncle, no, the eminent monk, didn’t he cultivate his moral character and cultivate his character long ago, practice Zen and gain enlightenment? What's the point of coming here to sign up for the "War of Kings" preliminaries?

As for Zhiren, he was the senior brother of "King Ming" Zhihai and "Living Buddha" Shishan. He was twenty-nine years old and expected Waigang. The Living Buddha had a different rank from the orthodox lineage of Daxing Temple and had another name.

In addition, although Mingshi, Gou Wen and others are not the geniuses of the world, they are also the preparations for the major forces. Especially Gou Wen, who is the strongest master of the Xuanwu Sect, the former "Martial Saint" and "Grand Master", and "Guardian of the Sea Changdi" "Ma Xinghong believes that we can make a breakthrough next year.

Hearing Lou Cheng's surprise, An Chaoyang smiled and said, "Senior Fazhen has always had a regret, that is, he has never entered the main competition of the 'Battle of Kings', so he came with a wish."

"This is bullying the young!" Lou Cheng joked.

"Counting the second and third level inhumans, including the police, martial arts schools and strong men who have transferred to various industries, the number of applicants for this preliminary round is probably more than 400..." An Chaoyang shouted After a sip of tea, he discussed the situation of this "War of Kings" with Lou Cheng.

Of course, this does not mean all non-human beings.

They had a great time chatting about this topic that everyone was interested in. The grilled fish was also very good, with a rich aroma that made people want to eat it again.

After his excitement dissipated, Lou Cheng returned to the hotel and made another video call with Yan Zheke, talking about the powerful men he just mentioned.

The next evening, registration closed, and two hours later, the organizers announced the results of the first round.

This competition will be held simultaneously in four venues. There will be battles in the morning, afternoon and evening. The first round lasts for two days, with single elimination. The same will happen after that. When the top 64 are left, the double elimination system will begin. Sixteen players entered the main draw.

Lou Cheng flipped through the web page, looking for his own name. He spotted Peng Leyun, Ren Li, Gou Wen, Fazhen and others, and found that none of their opponents were popular.

Finally, he saw himself: on the morning of the 19th, the sixth game of Guanhai Martial Arts Stadium, (Dragon Tiger Club) was completed!

On the other side of the dash is (Shishu Island) Lin Yue!

"Chengzi, this is a famous senior." Yan Zheke sent a message.

Lou Cheng copied the name, entered it in the search box, and soon got the opponent's information:

Lin Yue, forty-two years old, has entered the inhuman 16th year, with an "immortal body" that is powerful and terrifying...

At the level of high-quality products, he has accumulated it for sixteen years!

"I just want to enter the second round in an ordinary way..." Lou Cheng replied to Ke Xiaoke with an expression of "hiding his face and sighing".

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In a small hotel in Linfu, a man with black hair mixed with silver threads looked at the computer screen and shook his head invisibly.

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On the morning of the 19th, reporters stopped Lin Yue outside the Guanhai Martial Arts venue and asked this strong man who looked like a successful man:

"What are your thoughts on winning the lottery?"

Lin Yue smiled and said:

"Beat him while you still have a chance."