The sky was foggy and the sun was cold. Led by Geezer Shi, the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club members walked towards a minibus parked at the roadside. Lou Cheng carried his own luggage on his back and Yan Zheke's small suitcase on his left hand. His right hand was intertwined with the girl's fingers, warming her delicate palm. They were at the back of the group, whispering sweet nothings as they discussed today's fighting strategy.
The minibus driver opened the door of the driver's seat and greeted them enthusiastically.
"You're from Songcheng University Martial Arts Club, right? You're Coach Shi, right? I'm Little Cui, the one who called you just now. I'm in charge of sending you to the venue. "
Geezer Shi pulled up the call log and showed it to him. After confirming his identity, he chuckled and said, "Yimo's organization is pretty good. I thought I'd have to take a taxi myself."
This was also the question and surprise of Lou Cheng and the others. They didn't expect that there would be a person specially assigned to pick them up at the station!
The driver said with a smile, "Coach Shi, you're too kind. This is a grand occasion for Yimo's martial arts world. It's not easy to see the hope of winning a division in the preliminaries. Everyone is very enthusiastic and the government has specially sent people to coordinate and organize this."
"That's true … Yimo's martial arts atmosphere is very strong. If we're talking about overall strength, there's hope for the top eight in the final stage of the preliminaries. It's just that, tsk, there are a lot of martial arts schools and many families. No one is willing to submit to another, so they can only compete on their own." Geezer Shi had some understanding of Yimo.
The driver nodded vigorously and said, "Coach Shi, you're right! If it weren't for Invincible Wei coming forward to organize and challenge each and every one of those seniors, Yimo would still be in a state of disunity. Sigh, even so, 'Fearless Squad' has gathered at most fifty to sixty percent of the talents. If the entire martial arts world were to work together, there would be at least two Dan Stage fighters and five to six Professional Ninth Pin fighters! "
"Invincible Wei?" Sun Jian, who was beside Geezer Shi, asked curiously.
The driver chuckled and said, "In our local area, Wei Shengtian's reputation has always been resounding. This time, he won all the challenges and could be considered invincible in Yimo. Hence, everyone gave him the nickname 'Invincible Wei'. My apologies. Alright, everyone, quickly get in the car. It's quite cold outside."
Invincible Wei … Hearing this nickname, Lou Cheng felt a surge of emotion and yearning for it.
Yiyang had three districts and seven counties under its jurisdiction, with a total population of more than five million people. Furthermore, the people there were tough and valiant. There were many martial arts schools and many inheritances. To be able to defeat all the local martial artists without defeat, and to be called invincible among the five million people, just thinking about it made one feel a sense of pride and heroism.
And I have a small goal. I want to team up with Lin Que and defeat this "Invincible Wei"!
"It feels similar to Xiushan. There should be a secret government organization." Yan Zheke whispered in Lou Cheng's ear and walked along the aisle to the back row.
Lou Cheng felt the girl's breath brushing past his ear, tickling his heart. So he moved closer and whispered, "Coach Yan is right! However, the martial arts ethos of Xiushan is not as good as that of Yimo, and the strength of our martial artists is also far inferior. Our attitude towards the government is more respectful and obedient … "
As she breathed in and out, he saw Yan Zheke's small and lovely ears slowly turn red, revealing a little bit of crystal and translucent, which was very beautiful.
"Don't come so close!" Yan Zheke lightly hit him and moved to the window seat.
Lou Cheng secretly snickered and unceremoniously occupied the seat next to the girl, ignoring Guo Qing's "sad" eyes.
For this "expedition" to Yimo, only the main force and substitutes who participated in the preliminaries came. Among the other special training members, only Li Xiaowen, who was in charge of logistics, followed. As for Cai Zongming and the others, because the school did not reimburse their transportation expenses, and because there was no hope of winning this battle, they were too lazy to travel back and forth and stayed in the school.
After sitting down, Yan Zheke suddenly laughed in a low voice and looked up at Geezer Shi in front of her. She lowered her head and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "Speaking of which, I still don't know what Coach Shi's full name is. I've been calling him Coach Shi."
Huh? Lou Cheng listened and took a deep breath. It's true!
As a pro-disciple, it has been half a year and I still don't know my master's full name. Isn't that too careless?
He seriously repented and decided to help his master get the ticket on the way back and peek at his ID card!
This kind of thing was not good to ask directly. If his master replied with "You still don't know", then he would have to find a hole to hide in!
At this moment, the minibus started moving. The driver laughed and said, "Actually, there's another reason why I came to pick you up today. If you go by yourself, you probably won't be able to enter the stadium. You might even encounter danger."
Won't be able to enter the stadium? Might encounter danger? Lou Cheng and the others looked at each other in confusion. Only Geezer Shi did not find it strange. He took out a small wine bottle and drank happily.
"Why can't we enter?" Guo Qing asked loudly.
The driver laughed and said, "You'll know in a while."
This wait lasted for twenty minutes. When the minibus arrived at the entrance of Yimo City's martial arts arena, Lou Cheng saw a crowd of people. Some of them were holding small trumpets and were happily blowing into them. The humming sound echoed in the surroundings. Some of them were knocking on the nearby iron railings and other objects, making rhythmic thumping sounds. They all looked like they had too much energy … At a glance, there were at least a few thousand people!
When there were more than ten thousand people, there was no end in sight. In the open space outside the Martial Arts Stadium, the thousands of people gave the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club students a similar feeling. They all subconsciously held their breaths.
When the crowd waiting to enter saw the minibus driving to the side door, they understood that the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club had arrived. With a whoosh, countless spectators rushed over and surrounded the minibus, leaving only a narrow passage, making the minibus move as slowly as a crawling snail.
One face after another moved closer to the window, opened their mouths, and shouted loudly, "My Lord,
"Go back!"
"Go back!"
"Go back, Songcheng's leeches!"
"Go back, hairless brats!"
The sound penetrated the window, deafening. Mouths opened and closed, revealing red tongues and white teeth. Sun Jian, Li Mao, and the others who had not seen much of the world were intimidated. Under this sudden change, they felt like they were in the end of the world, relying on the fragile minibus to resist the countless zombies. They felt like their small "boat" would be overturned by the wind and waves at any time, causing them to be "swallowed" miserably.
"Idiot, do you believe that I won't beat you up!"
"Go back with your ass between your legs!"
More and more people gathered. Curses and shouts rose and fell one after another. Some of them were in high spirits, while others were venting the various emotions that they had been suppressing. Their faces had become distorted, and it was enough to scare a child to tears.
The silence in the minibus, including Lou Cheng, was a little scared. This was a scene they had never experienced before. They felt that the crowd outside would turn into zombies at any time.
Suddenly, someone rushed to the side of the slowly moving minibus, and reached out his hands to fiercely slap the glass next to Yan Zheke's face.
Clap clap clap!
The sound of glass rattling scared Yan Zheke so much that she shrank back and woke up. She let out a low cry. Seeing this, Lou Cheng forgot his fear and stood up abruptly. He squeezed himself to the window, blocking the view and protecting the girl. He bravely and firmly stared at the person who was banging on the window, ready to take action at any time.
Facing his cold eyes, the man who was slapping the window was stunned. He did not know why he lost part of his courage, so he put up two thumbs and made a gesture of contempt.
Lou Cheng guarded by the window, unmoved. His left hand reached back and held Yan Zheke's soft hand, feeling the girl's heartbeat gradually calming down.
After a long time, the minibus finally drove to the side door. The security personnel arrived and separated the crowd, escorting the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club members to get off the bus and directly into the locker room.
Only then did Li Mao and the others recover. They said with lingering fear,
"It's just a preliminaries, is there a need to go to this extent …"
Compared to Yimo, the atmosphere of Hongluo Martial Arts School's home ground was simply like a kindergarten child playing house.
The minibus driver who accompanied them to the locker room smiled and said,
"Didn't I say earlier? This is a grand occasion for our Yimo martial arts world! "
Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke looked at each other, feeling a little sweet and a little emotional.
Different away games really had different styles!
…
The martial arts fans of Yimo City who were unable to buy tickets turned on the TV on time to watch the live broadcast.
The host said with a face full of smiles, "Thank you to the reporter in front for sending back the footage. My blood was boiling just now. The martial arts atmosphere of our Yimo City is really good. Everyone is also full of enthusiasm for this preliminaries."
"Alright, we've invited a heavyweight guest commentator. He will complete the live broadcast with us on TV and online. He's the famous martial arts commentator, He Xiaowei!"
He Xiaowei was chubby like the Maitreya Buddha. He had a thick beard on his chin, but he didn't look fierce. Instead, he revealed a bit of cuteness.
"Hello everyone watching the live broadcast. I'm your old friend, He Xiaowei." He first bowed, then walked to the host and sat down.
"Xiaowei, what do you think of today's competition?" The host asked with a smile.
For this preliminaries, Yimo City had mobilized enough resources and even invited a well-known commentator in the country.
He Xiaowei chuckled,
"What can I think? This is bullying, this is bullying! "
"I don't know if Qiu Yang can fight in the end. If he can, then there's a 200% chance of bullying! Even if he can't, with just Wei Shengtian and Dong Yi, it's like pinching a snail with three fingers. It's a 90% certainty! "
"There's absolutely no way to turn the tables in this kind of competition. I don't believe that Songcheng University Martial Arts Club can turn the tables!"
…
As time passed, it was almost 2: 30 pm. The referee walked up to the arena, and the audience had all entered, occupying rows of seats. There were at least ten thousand people, and it was a sea of people.
Seeing the referee enter the arena, the audience at one side of the stands immediately shouted in an organized manner,
"Yimo!"
The other stands immediately responded and shouted in unison,
"Invincible Wei!"
Yimo, Invincible Wei!
…
In the away team's locker room, Lou Cheng and the others were startled by the enthusiastic shouts and woke up from their meditation.
In the home team's locker room, Dong Yi was wrapping a white bandage around his wrist while lamenting to Wei Shengtian,
"I'm so envious."
"Old Dong, as long as you work hard to advance to the Dan stage, you'll also have such a day." Wei Shengtian half closed his eyes, enjoying the tsunami of cheers for him.
Dong Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "With you in front, how can it be my turn?"
At this point, he paused for a moment and sighed.
"However, sooner or later, you'll jump out of this small circle of Yimo."
Wei Shengtian didn't answer. He took a deep breath and said,
"Today, I'll be the vanguard and not give them any illusions."
…
"Did you hear that? Are you envious? Are you afraid? "Geezer Shi looked around and said calmly.
Sun Jian couldn't help but sigh, "Such an atmosphere can kill."
"It's a pity that your strength is not enough. Otherwise, you can defeat their fighters in such an atmosphere. Beat them to silence, beat them to silence, beat them to silence, beat them to silence, beat them to a pulp, beat them to silence, and beat them to a pulp. That would be cool." Geezer Shi laughed and said, "Hurry up and improve. I'm waiting for this day!"
These words made Lou Cheng and the others' blood boil. Just imagining such a scene made them tremble and full of desire.
At this time, Geezer Shi looked at Lin Que and smiled,
"We're a weak team. From the beginning, we have to do our best to win one or two rounds to look good. You're the main player, so you go first."
"You may encounter Wei Shengtian directly. When he's in his best condition, are you afraid?"
Lin Que suddenly raised his head and looked straight into Geezer Shi's eyes. His hands unconsciously clenched,
"No!"
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