Martial Arts Master

When the referee's voice reached his ears, Lou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. The severe pain in his left shoulder, the trembling of his body, and the twitching of his head all flooded into his heart at the same time.

Looking at Huang Ke standing outside the line like a javelin, looking at the audience seats rising up layer by layer behind him, looking at the dense crowds of people one after another, Lou Cheng suddenly felt a little sad, remembering the first time he met this "King of Guns" "scene.

It was before the Chinese New Year in his sophomore year, when he went to Haixi Gate on behalf of the Ice God Sect to repay the gift. At that time, although Huang Ke was as silent and dull as ever, his aura was hidden. Just his ordinary gaze could send chills all over his body.

Unknowingly, four years have passed. If it were him, no, even if it were him who had not experienced a few rounds of fierce battles before the start of the "Martial Holy War", today's results would be reversed.

It's a pity that time is the most ruthless. Even the strong Wai Gang can't compete. Forty-five and forty-nine don't seem to be much different, but in fact, like people drinking water, they know whether they are hot or cold. One is still at his peak, and the other is Slowly I saw the downhill road, especially in terms of mental recovery.

Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world... Lou Cheng sighed secretly, endured his physical discomfort, and bowed to Huang Ke solemnly.

Respect the generation of gun kings.

At this moment, he understood the desire of the top Wai Gang for the taboo realm like never before. No one wanted to watch themselves weaken a little bit, and no one wanted to feel the slow but unstoppable process of deterioration of the once abundant spirit and powerful body. No one wants to experience the fact that things that were possible in the past are now difficult and impossible to accomplish.

The more tyrannical he was at his peak, the more serious this loss, panic and helplessness became!

Only by entering the realm of God can we maintain all this until death comes.

Huang Ke regained his dull expression, returned the greeting sternly, and then walked back to the field, coming to the "Ice Chi Spear" that bounced to the ground.

He did not use his toes to stir the spear, nor did he rely on means such as the Ice Soul Divine Light. Instead, he slowly bent down, reached out to grab the shaft, and lifted it up.

With two gentle pats, he carried Bing Chi behind him, crossed Lou Cheng step by step, and headed towards the exit, his spine straight as usual.

"Time is not forgiving..." Lu Yan, who was watching the game in the VIP box, sighed.

He is only a few years younger than Huang Ke. In two or three years, he will inevitably embark on the same path, and it is inevitable that he will feel the same way.

He is not the only one like this. Regardless of "Kirin" Dong Baxian, "Sword of the God" Lu Yongyong seems to have had a second spring in the past two years and has made further progress. But they are also forty-three or four years old. Five years In the end, if we are unable to break through, we will be like today's "King of Guns" and today's "King of Lions".

Time makes people grow old!

And "taboo" is not easy to achieve. Since Lin Zhongxun, Mr. Lin, passed away, there is only one old man named Mei in the vast country of China.

Ten years ago, "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou was called a "taboo" in the future, but he still has not been able to enter that field.

Of course, there is hope that he and the "Dragon King" can break through the recognized taboo, maybe in three years, maybe in five years. As for Dong Baxian, Lu Yongyong and others, I can only say that there is still hope, but it is certainly not big.

As for those who can maintain their peak status after half a century, there has only been one in the past few decades, and that is the master of Shushan Zhai, the "Sword King" Wu Qiao. But even so, he can only participate in two title battles every year.

Ning Zitong, the "Queen of Luo" who was waiting to play, also shook his head and sighed in the special lounge.

The "King of Guns" almost did the best he could, but in the end he was defeated. First, he lost because his years had passed and it was difficult to maintain his peak level for too long, especially in details such as mental recovery. Second, Lou Cheng was indeed a top-notch player in actual combat. , can always surprise people, always find the key, and what's even more terrifying is that he is still very young, and he still has enough room for growth!

I wonder how the "Dragon King" would evaluate this game? How would you evaluate the "King of Guns" and Lou Cheng?

"If you don't know yourself, you don't know the enemy." Chen Qitao stood at the entrance and exit of the VIP box and said in a calm tone.

Having finished the game long ago, he took care of his injury and came here to watch the game.

"I don't know myself, I don't know the enemy..." Lu Yan recited it silently twice and knew that "Dragon King" refers to "Gun King" Huang Ke.

It's not vicious, but it's definitely heart-wrenching.

The two assistants next to him also heard the hidden meaning and automatically converted the "Dragon King" evaluation into Internet slang:

How old are you Huang Ke? How many fierce battles have you fought? How is your mental recovery?

Reserve everything, hide margins, and rush all the way in the direction of a protracted war, right?

But what are you thinking about fighting a protracted battle with a young man in his twenties who is famous for his abnormal physical strength and knows the "Nine-Zi Jue"?

This means knowing neither oneself nor the other.

As his thoughts turned, Lu Yan said nothing and remained serious as always, but in his heart, he understood Huang Ke's approach.

Who will serve the old age?

"However, it is easy to cause problems if you don't spare any effort for Lou Cheng." Guo Jie next to him thought for a long time and expressed doubts.

Chen Qitao looked at the ring and answered calmly:

“Stay when you should stay, advance when you should advance.”

Upon hearing this, Guo Jie suddenly understood and nodded slightly.

The meaning of "Dragon King" is that in normal times, you must leave a margin to prepare for accidents, but once you find an opportunity, you must seize it, continue, and squeeze out every ounce of strength regardless of whether you die or I die. , just like Lou Cheng overturned the "Zhanshen Sword" a few months ago.

The "King of Guns" just now wanted stability so much that it lasted too long and exposed its own problems.

This may also be one of the manifestations of aging...

In another VIP box, Dong Ba, who was tall and had his hair tied in a bun, was spinning four walnuts leisurely while listening to Wang Que, Lin Shuyao and others discussing the battle just now.

After a long time, he smiled and sighed:

"There is a dragon in front and a tiger behind."

There is the "Dragon King" in front of him who needs to be chased, and Lou Cheng is coming quickly behind him!

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"This, this, this..." Cai Zongming was once again confused by Lou Chengyu's last-minute comeback. After thinking "this" for a long time, he said, "You can't find any better words to praise your explanation! "

"Wow, so honest!"

"This compliment is so sublime as to be simple!"

"It's rare to see someone say that you don't talk nonsense."

"Actually, I feel the same way as you!"

…

Seeing these barrages, Cai Zongming chuckled and changed the subject:

"We don't praise, we use facts to describe!"

"It's a coincidence to beat one super player, it's a coincidence to beat two people, but what does it mean to beat a third person?"

"It's a real level, real strength!"

"In the future, in all title matches, when talking about favorites, seeds, and super, we have to add it to the list!"

…

The audience was stunned. After a while, the barrage appeared:

"Is this what is called no language?"

"You can talk so much without any language, and still make people's blood boil with enthusiasm. If you really have a language, why can't you go to heaven?"

"Talk changes the world!"

"Haha, that's good. We are witnessing a miracle. We were born late and missed the journey of becoming a Martial Saint, but luckily we caught up with the path that led Lou Cheng to become Lou Cheng!"

"Hey, the brother in front feels asymmetrical."

"Who said he doesn't have a nice nickname? Tan Shou."

…………

In Lou Cheng's fan forum, Yan Xiaoling, who was so excited that she spilled food on her computer keyboard, busily cleaned it up for a while, finally calmed down a little, and said solemnly:

"We must put it on the agenda to think of nicknames for our seniors! As a top-notch person and a strong person with titles in the future, how can we not have a catchy and nice nickname!"

"Fantasy Brahma" popped up and said:

"No rush, no rush, let's watch the news first, it makes me so happy!"

Damn it, I forgot... Yan Xiaoling hurriedly opened another app and refreshed it.

Then, headlines came into her eyes:

"The new 'Dragon King' has appeared, where is the new 'Martial Saint'?"

"The alternation of new and old is the unchanging law of martial arts."

"I seem to have seen the arrival of an era called 'Loucheng'."

"This is still Lou Cheng in his first year, and he is simply unimaginable in his second and third years!"

Blow, blow, keep blowing! Yan Xiaoling was very happy to see it.

While Yan Zheke from Kangcheng was waiting for Lou Cheng to perform minor surgery to deal with the wound on his left shoulder, he was also watching on the bed with a smile as bright as a flower, his eyes sparkling with stars, rolling around and changing positions from time to time.

When Lou Cheng took care of his injuries and sent the message, she coughed lightly and typed with both hands:

"Hand the microphone, what do you think?"

"Well, it feels a bit like punching Nanshan Nursing Home..." Lou Cheng answered truthfully, and then "sighed" and said, "And the injury is relatively serious this time. Even with the help of the 'Lin' formula, it will only take a day or two at most." I have recovered more than half of the time, and when I go from eight to four, my left arm is probably still inconvenient.”

Yan Zheke hurriedly "touched his head" and said:

"Don't worry! In the quarterfinals, except for a few, there will be more or less residual injuries. With the blessing of Coach Yan's character, we will definitely get a good draw!"