As a formal selection match, even if they were only qualified to record the match and didn't even have the chance to make a backup broadcast, the big screens in the martial arts arena lit up one after another, allowing the audience to clearly see the arena from all angles, as well as the seats of the host and away teams near the arena.
"Hey, where's the coach of our Martial Arts Club? I remember that he's an old man … "
"The one sitting in the coach's seat seems to be a student …"
"No way, could it be that the coach has changed? When I passed by yesterday, I saw the former coach … "
"Look carefully, I feel that the student coach looks a little familiar …"
The audience was noisy and bustling, but none of it entered Lou Cheng's ears. He was listening to Li Xiaowen's report on the opponent's members and order of appearance.
"Qian Ruoyu first, Feng Shaokun second, Jiang Dingyi third …" Lou Cheng muttered thoughtfully and felt a little relieved in his heart.
Although there was no difference between men and women in martial arts competitions, and it was normal to have contact with fists and feet, and he himself could understand and accept it, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that Yan Zheke would hold the opponent's wrist or be held by the opponent when using Listening Skill. It couldn't be better that her first opponent was a girl. When this match was over, the following opponents wouldn't dare to give her the chance to use Listening Skill.
It was okay to attack the opponent's vital points in a martial arts competition, but one shouldn't deliberately take advantage of the opponent. That would be ostracized by the whole circle, which would tarnish the image of a martial artist.
While thinking, Lou Cheng pulled Yan Zheke over and said with a smile, "Do you want to win quickly, or do you want to train your actual combat ability?"
Feeling her boyfriend's confident attitude, Yan Zheke's slightly trembling body calmed down. She smiled and said, "How do you want to win quickly? How do you want to train your actual combat ability? "
"You've seen the video of Qian Ruoyu's previous matches, and we've also discussed it. She doesn't lack actual combat experience, but either she wins smoothly or loses cleanly. She hasn't encountered any unexpected situations. As long as you can surprise her, she will most likely make mistakes." Lou Cheng coughed and gave instructions in the manner of a coach.
Yan Zheke's beautiful eyes looked up and said, "To win quickly is to surprise her with the ability to pull back the center of gravity at the beginning of the match and create opportunities with all my strength? To train my actual combat ability is to hold back temporarily and use fists and feet? "
"More or less." Lou Cheng smiled and said, "However, actual combat situations are ever-changing. Your opponent may not give you a chance to familiarize yourself with your punches and kicks. No matter how much I say, it still depends on your judgment and performance. Personally, I suggest you don't hold anything back."
At this moment, the referee said in a clear voice,
"The third round of the Songcheng division preliminaries, Songcheng University Martial Arts Club versus Dream Squad."
"First round, Yan Zheke versus Qian Ruoyu!"
When Yan Zheke was about to enter the ring, Lou Cheng seized the last chance to whisper a few words to her,
"If there's no other opportunity, I'll show a flaw and let Qian Ruoyu use Tai Chi Hand Wrap to compete with her in Listening Skill!"
"I've observed her. She's very confident in touching Listening Skill and always wants to try it. However, it's obvious that she hasn't entered meditation yet. She relies entirely on the characteristics of her martial arts and her usual push hand training. There's a certain gap between you and her, so you can restrain her."
"After defeating Qian Ruoyu, Feng Shaokun will be the next to enter the ring. He'll definitely want to save face for his beloved girl, so his fighting style will be relatively more aggressive. This will give you the opportunity to use 24 Blizzard Strikes. When the time comes, even if Feng Shaokun doesn't lose, he'll be close to defeat. This will give Senior Li Mao the best opportunity to enter the battle."
Yan Zheke listened carefully, her eyes flashing as if digesting.
Although she came from a family of scholars and her accumulation of knowledge was far better than Lou Cheng's, and she was always good at analyzing matches and giving suggestions, it was all just theory. When it was her turn, she still felt a little guilty and didn't dare to believe her own judgment and preparation. Her mind was in a mess. She wasn't as experienced as Lou Cheng, who could calmly analyze any situation and handle it from the details.
Listening to her boyfriend's tireless and detailed explanation, Yan Zheke gradually became more certain. She nodded slightly, smiled faintly, pursed her lips and was about to step forward.
"Ke." Suddenly, Lou Cheng called her in a low voice.
"Hmm?" Yan Zheke turned her head to look at him, her face full of confusion.
Lou Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled gently. "This time, it's my turn to cheer for you …"
He suddenly clenched his hands into fists and shook them.
"Victory!"
Yan Zheke's eyes suddenly became gentle. She smiled sweetly and said,
"This seems to be the first time someone has cheered for me like this."
After saying this, she turned around and walked up the stone steps step by step. Her body had stopped trembling, and her feet didn't slow down at all.
When she stepped into the ring and her figure was completely magnified by the screen, the stands on both sides suddenly quieted down.
No one would have thought that the first fighter of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club would be such a beautiful girl. Bright eyes and white teeth. She was beautiful and elegant.
Qian Ruoyu was originally a recognized beauty. She was delicate, tender, and full of youthfulness. However, when she stood in front of Yan Zheke, she was instantly overshadowed. She was dwarfed and looked like a passerby.
"It can't be. Songcheng University Martial Arts Club has such a beauty? It's fine if there is, but how can they bear to let her fight in the Challenge Tournament? "Yu Qiao betrayed Dream Squad in an instant and said with heartache.
Even if they had liked Qian Ruoyu for many years and their obsession had become very deep, Jiang Dingyi and Feng Shaokun were still shocked by the girl's beauty. If they were to fight, they might be timid and subconsciously give in. They might also want to show off and show off their strength. Of course, this was under the condition that Qian Ruoyu wasn't watching.
In the ring, when Qian Ruoyu saw Yan Zheke, her heart suddenly tightened. She felt an inexplicable sense of danger. It seemed that she was already at a disadvantage and her status was shaky.
She secretly gritted her teeth and planned to use her martial arts strength to turn the situation around.
"Three minutes of conversation time." The referee announced.
"I've seen your information. You haven't participated in the Ranking Event, and you haven't fought in the Challenge Tournament before. Today is your first real battle, right?" Qian Ruoyu wasn't stupid. She used her first real battle to make her opponent nervous.
Yan Zheke's mind was echoing with Lou Cheng's encouragement and analysis just now. She casually replied,
"Yes, but there are always pros and cons. At least you don't know me at all."
She smiled faintly and hid all the nervousness between her eyebrows.
"So what if it's my first real battle? My boyfriend defeated his opponent easily in his first real battle! "
At this moment, Lou Cheng didn't return to his coach's seat. Instead, he approached the ring and watched the match closely.
To him, Yan Zheke's appearance made him more nervous than him fighting. He was afraid that she would be injured or wronged. He was afraid that she would encounter some unexpected situation.
In his own battle, at least he could control everything. But now, after direct instruction, he could only watch. The rest would depend on Yan Zheke's improvisation.
And how she would perform on the spot was completely unknown!
Lou Cheng hid his nervousness and looked as calm as ice. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and stood beside the ring, watching quietly.
"Wow, that coach is so cool …"
"You're still in the mood to watch the coach? Which school is that girl from?"
"I remember meeting her on the road. I even hit a telephone pole because I peeked at her …"
"She seems to have a boyfriend. I often see her eating with a boy in the cafeteria. Wait, it seems to be that coach! Damn it, rabbits don't eat the grass near their burrows. "
"Maybe she's there to eat the grass near their burrows!"
Before this, although Yan Zheke was pretty, there were many pretty girls among the tens of thousands of students. There were also quite a few who were not worse than her. She had never hosted a party to welcome freshmen and had never done anything in the limelight. So, not everyone knew about her. Only those in the same school, the martial arts club, and her roommates knew about her. As for the others, they would only take a few glances when they met on the road. But soon, they would forget about her because of their studies and games.
"Lou Cheng even knows how to pose and act cool …" Li Liantong snickered and said to Shi Xiangyang.
Shi Xiangyang guessed, "I think he's just nervous about Ke. He's full of boyfriend power!"
In the midst of everyone's discussion, the three minutes of conversation came to an end. Qian Ruoyu tried her best but failed to affect Yan Zheke's mood. Instead, she was irritated by the way Yan Zheke looked at her as if she had dropped out of school. She planned to teach her opponent a lesson.
Yan Zheke didn't know what Qian Ruoyu was thinking. The reason why she kept looking at her was because she thought of the melodramatic emotional entanglement between her and the two boys. She wanted to see what the parties involved were like.
"Begin!" The referee waved his right hand.
Yan Zheke had made up her mind to hold back and familiarize herself with her moves so that she could adapt to the real battle as soon as possible. Therefore, after a few steps, she twisted her waist and back and directly launched a Mountain Blast Punch.
Qian Ruoyu put her feet together and punched with her left hand. Like a drum, her left hand moved horizontally to Yan Zheke's wrist.
Bam! Yan Zheke's strength was slightly weaker and her body swayed a little. At this moment, Qian Ruoyu loosened her shoulders and exerted strength purely from her waist and back. Her left arm was like a tangled hand, leading Yan Zheke's right fist to the side. Yan Zheke's center of gravity was affected subconsciously.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qian Ruoyu took half a step forward and quickly punched with her right fist, aiming for the exposed middle flaw of her opponent.
This fighting style, which originated from Tai Chi, put Yan Zheke in danger.
Yan Zheke's heart tightened. Fortunately, she had been practicing for a long time and didn't panic. Her spine suddenly wriggled like a dragon turning over and forcibly pulled her center of gravity back. She then used her left foot as a fulcrum and turned around to Qian Ruoyu's right side. With her back facing the enemy, she narrowly avoided the Forward Punch.
With her back facing the enemy, it was difficult to observe the situation. Even if she used her elbow to attack, it would be easy for her to counterattack. Yan Zheke didn't stop. She turned again and came behind Qian Ruoyu. She raised her right hand and punched down.
"Cheng was right. My opponent won't give me a chance to familiarize myself with my moves. She forced me to pull my center of gravity from the beginning …"
"Is this real battle?"
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