Martial Arts Master

Tang Zexun has a lot of experience in ring competitions. Although he can't understand the referee's words, he clearly understands the outcome of the scene in front of him.

She let go of the muscles and fascia that had not yet had time to explode, allowing the condensed energy of her own body to dissipate, arched her back, and solemnly saluted:

"Thank you Mr. Lou for your advice."

After saying that, regardless of whether the other party understood what she meant, she already picked up the sword hidden in the sheath and walked towards the dressing room of the Guanwai League. Her mind was full of thoughts and a little messy.

For a samurai who is famous for his swordsmanship, it is an absolute shame to press the long sword back into the sheath when someone interrupts him from killing him, especially when such a thing happens at the same level!

A few decades ago, committing suicide by caesarean section would have been a natural choice.

Shinsai-ryu does not pursue this extreme, but it is indispensable to sit in front of the Buddha, stay away from enjoyment, and practice physical and mental self-abuse in the hope of cleansing.

In recent decades, similar spirit has faded away, and only the influence remains, but this is not an excuse to accept it with peace of mind!

Just now, Lou Cheng held down the handle of the knife and couldn't pull it out. This was mainly because he made two mistakes:

First, he had never combined the "Xing" formula with his self-created jet skill before. No one could have imagined that he could be so fast, and he deliberately slowed down his "Flying Dragon" to hide his murderous intent and precursors. This is a sharp contrast to the "take" preparation, but this is not the absolute reason, because based on the fact that he has mastered the "Xing" formula and created his own jet body technique, it can be reasonably assumed and alert in advance!

Secondly, his "Lin" formula really made him lose his fighting spirit and impatience, as if he had returned to the Buddhist hall where he cultivated his mind's eye, and entered the "heart fasting" realm that only the master had. He had reduced the "flying dragon" The ability to surprise others with omens, but now thinking about it, Lou Cheng did not make a mistake and gave himself a chance, but he had already anticipated a similar situation and did this on purpose.

In other words, after being influenced by the opponent, he thought he had discovered the enemy's omissions in the trap and found a way to counterattack and win. In fact, he fell into the second trap carefully prepared by him!

It was precisely because of the overwhelming feeling of "victory is coming" that I forgot to beware of Lou Cheng's double superposition speed!

If this were not the case, even if he lost, he would not be so quick and would not be pushed back into the scabbard!

I'm so stupid... After Tang Zexun figured it out, he couldn't help but blame himself.

She felt deep and inexplicable grievances in her heart, but she was suppressed by her strong spirit and did not show much externally. She just pursed her mouth tightly.

"Wow, Kaoru-chan's aggrieved look is so kawaii!"

Many similar words appeared instantly on major forums in Japan.

"My heart hurts so much and I want to comfort her!"

"It's a pity that Kaoru-chan is not like she used to be. I remember when she was a teenager, if she lost, she would try to hold back the tears but couldn't."

"After all, he is already a strong man in the realm of gods and ghosts."

"I remember selling something like Kaoru-chan's tears..."

"Her opponent is so powerful, she can actually push Kaoru-chan's knife back!"

"It gives you the feeling of an up-and-down blow!"

"I have already reminded you that Mr. Lou has grown beyond your imagination!"

"It's so perverted and terrible!"

"He is not the only such perverted and terrifying strong man in China."

"We've fallen way behind, and those conservative, stubborn old men can't see it!"

"Heaven punishes the old thief!"

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There are a lot of similar discussions on the Chinese Internet, but the words they use to express their love are more direct, and words like "kiss, hug, hold high" can be seen everywhere.

In the locker room of the Longhu Club, "Luo Queen" Ning Zitong stood in front of the glass window, listening to the exclamations and cheers of the audience, took a breath and said:

"Really good at fighting!"

"It has only been six or seven months since he jumped over the dragon gate. At this point, in the past twenty or thirty years, I am afraid that only the 'Martial Saint' has done better than him, and the 'Dragon King' is at most as different as him." Lu Yan's tone was wavering. Not surprising, the rating is quite high.

"..." Ning Zitong slowly turned his head and laughed, "Fortunately, 'Dragon King' is recovering from his injuries. If he hears what you just said, it will be difficult for us to see Lou Cheng beaten once a week in the future. matter."

"Sooner or later there will be a day like this. I'm wondering if he will be like Long Zhen and take the initiative to challenge." Lu Yan's mouth moved slightly, making a rare joke.

Ning Zitong rubbed his temples and sighed:

"Why did we name it after 'Dragon and Tiger' in the first place? Whenever times like this, I think of the saying that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers."

Guo Jie next to her was staring outside, with a slightly complicated expression, and her eyes seemed to be striving to catch up.

Lou Cheng's victory over Tang Zexun was an expected result, but to win in such a way, no one could have imagined it!

In the visiting team's locker room, "Phantom Dragon" Zhu Xiaoyun, Li Pingwa, Zheng Shiduo and others were silent. No one spoke. Only Lu Yongyong frowned slightly and stood up with the "God-cutting Sword" that had slashed the two prides in reverse. .

His expression was calm, showing a bit of contentment, just like the way he looked when he saw the first spring rain fall last night. He showed no signs of solemnity, depression, shock, etc. because of Tang Zexun's failure.

Walking neither fast nor slow, Lu Yongwen opened the door and saw the Japanese girl with a heavy face and a tight mouth.

He smiled and nodded without any blame, then passed over the other party and walked towards the center of the flame hell.

Tang Zexun's eyes followed his figure, and for a moment he had the illusion that he was the winner.

Senior Lu's state of mind has improved compared to before...

The building stood in place, with red lava flowing slowly in the cracks under its feet, and earth fire erupting upwards around it, and its eyes were locked on the leisurely road for eternity.

Compared with last year's encounter in the grandmaster battle, the momentum of this "God-cutting sword" is completely different. He no longer has the feeling of absorbing the light of heaven and earth and making dusk arrive early, and he no longer has the edge of a magic weapon to resist it. My own forehead has a creepy smell.

He is like a woodcutter who has loaded his load, or an old man meditating while fishing. He is in indescribable harmony with the world, and seems to be an indispensable part of this picture.

The more restrained and natural he is, the more terrifying the sharp edge of the long sword after it is unsheathed... Lu Yong has washed away the "dust" and found his "self"... Thoughts flashed through Lou Cheng's heart, and he understood that his opponent had another chance. A bit stronger.

During the Grandmaster's war, he always walked out of his own way and couldn't wait to test the sword. He seemed sharp and impetuous. But now, he has completely settled down and has returned to his original nature.

Only such a "God-cutting sword" can reach the realm of "refining" the head!

The road stopped forever, exactly where Karasawa Kaoru first stood.

He looked at Lou Cheng, his three-dimensional and profound facial features moved slightly, and he showed a smile:

"This time, it's more than nine cuts."

PS: The fight is not straightened out, so I can only stop here, the word count is relatively small. .