Qian Ruoyu was quite shocked when Yan Zheke forcibly pulled back her center of gravity and circled to her right. She didn't expect Songcheng University Martial Arts Club to have a secret weapon after injuring Lin Que and Lou Cheng. A secret weapon that had reached the initial level of Meditation and a secret weapon that could control the details of the body to a certain extent!
This was really a configuration for the final round of the University Martial Arts Competition!
Fortunately, she was also a martial artist who had experienced many actual battles. Although she was shocked, she did not panic. In a situation where she could not withdraw her right fist in time, she directly tightened the muscles on her right thigh and threw out a side kick, fast and ruthless.
However, Yan Zheke didn't stop. She circled to her back and just when she withdrew her right leg and couldn't exert force.
Damn it! She didn't look like she didn't have actual combat experience!
Facing Yan Zheke's downward punch, Qian Ruoyu cursed in her heart. She quickly tapped her right foot and swung her arm. Instead of pulling it back, she hammered forward, causing her upper body to fall down. She narrowly avoided the fatal blow with a slanted posture. At the same time, her lower body stood firmly without the slightest wobble.
Failing to hit, Yan Zheke wanted to turn her fist into a palm and press down with force to make Qian Ruoyu unable to maintain her center of gravity.
However, at this moment, Qian Ruoyu's upper body was like a spring. She suddenly pulled back and leaned back, avoiding Yan Zheke's right palm. Her left arm was already bent, and what followed was a vicious elbow strike.
Yan Zheke raised her left hand and blocked her elbow in time. Then she felt the strength of this strike was quite strong. She didn't dare to be careless and withdrew her palm to reduce the force.
In a split second, Qian Ruoyu used the blocked elbow as a fulcrum and threw out her forearm with a clenched fist towards Yan Zheke's lower abdomen.
Tilting Punch! Yin Lifting Palm! Impossible to guard against!
Yan Zheke had watched many of her opponent's competition videos and was familiar with her fighting style. But this was the first time she encountered a real fight. Although she wasn't nervous, her mind was still a little muddled. She couldn't quickly turn her accumulated knowledge into on-the-spot judgment. She couldn't make the correct response in time to the pull and the tilt just now.
Fortunately, her choice wasn't completely wrong. When she withdrew her left palm holding Qian Ruoyu's elbow, she drew a small arc, flipped it up, and then shook it. Together with the push of her right palm, she threw her enemy one step forward.
Pa!
As the distance between the two of them increased, Qian Ruoyu's punch hit nothing but air. She simply went along with the force of the throw and took a few steps forward, taking advantage of the momentum to turn around, returning the situation to the confrontation before the official start of the competition.
Yan Zheke recalled the previous scenes in her mind. She realized that she lacked actual combat experience and had made many mistakes in judgment. If she hadn't been cautious enough, she would have been defeated.
Until now, she finally understood why Lou Cheng had suggested that they not hold back and go all out with her as the leader.
Because this was the only way to avoid making mistakes to the greatest extent!
If you don't listen to the words of the 'old man', you'll be at a disadvantage …
However, if he didn't experience it for himself, he wouldn't be able to understand the insight contained in these words …
She took a light breath and felt that she had completely entered the competition state. Her mind was clear again, and she was no longer nervous and confused.
Since he understood, he would listen to Coach Lou!
She pounced forward, took a step forward, and took the initiative to attack.
Seeing that Yan Zheke had narrowly avoided the punch, Lou Cheng was relieved. From her last counterattack, he judged that she had truly adapted to the competition and had shed the inexperience of a rookie.
"Not losing in a dangerous situation. With this kind of experience, Ke's martial arts combat will be much easier in the future." Lou Cheng nodded with gratification.
Even for himself, it was only when he fought with the Shaolin disciple, Wu Shitong, that he relied on the Listening Skill and had a similar experience.
The audience in the stands applauded one after another, spontaneously cheering for Yan Zheke according to the name list on the big screen. They didn't expect that this girl, who looked elegant, gentle, light, and delicate, could perform so valiantly and heroically.
Among the cheers of "Go Yan Zheke!", Li Liantong, Shi Xiangyang, and Zong Yanru felt honored and shouted the most intensely. The reason why such an atmosphere was intoxicating was because when one was in it, one didn't have to consider the opinions of others. They could vent themselves to their heart's content, including happiness, pride, and the accumulated negative emotions.
"How come everyone in the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club can enter meditation?" Yu Qiao's eyes greedily followed the beautiful figure and couldn't help but sigh.
The members of the Dream Squad were all extraordinary, but until now, only Jiang Dingyi had entered the door of Meditation.
For a martial arts aristocratic family, Meditation was not something that could be practiced at any time. If one was too young and had a pure heart, he or she would know almost nothing. If one tried to meditate, he or she would only fall asleep. As one grew older and had more contact with society, the information they received would be more varied, and it would be harder for them to conceal their spirit and qi. In other words, the most suitable age to practice Meditation was between the ages of ten to twenty-two or twenty-three.
In this, the spirit was closely related to the body. The stronger the body, the more vigorous the qi and blood, and the more energetic the spirit, the easier it was to enter meditation. Therefore, before a martial artist's body was fully developed and his qi and blood were vigorous to a certain extent, practicing Meditation would only make one tired, slow down, and weak. Without a certain level of talent, it was almost impossible to enter the door.
Considering this, martial arts families arranged for their disciples to practice Meditation between 17 or 22 years old. Some were even more extreme, requiring the body to reach the level of Professional Ninth Pin. Jiang Dingyi, Feng Shaokun, and Qian Ruoyu had only started to try it in the past year and a half.
Feng Shaokun answered with slight worry, "Could it be that the coach of Songcheng University has some secret method? Yan Zheke's Meditation seems to have reached the initial level. Her ability should be more than that. If Ruoyu is careless, the result will be troublesome … "
Although that girl was pleasing to the eye, the one he cared about most was still Qian Ruoyu.
"There are tens of thousands of students in Songcheng University. It's not difficult to find a few who have the talent to enter meditation …" Jiang Dingyi sighed.
Although there were high-ranked Dan Stage fighters in his martial arts club, it would be good enough if he could pick one out of a hundred disciples. After all, it was not some big sect or force.
In the arena, Yan Zheke approached Qian Ruoyu and threw a Seabed Burst Punch at her lower abdomen.
During this process, she did some visualization and mixed a little of the Meteor Force into her fist, making it faster and faster. It tore the air and made an explosive sound.
— — Her physical quality was not enough to complete the real Meteor Force.
Bam! Qian Ruoyu lowered her body and hammered her left hand down fiercely, blocking Yan Zheke's Burst Punch.
Bang!
When the two collided, she was about to repeat the same trick and lead her opponent's fist away. Yan Zheke's body trembled. She took the opportunity to withdraw her fist and borrowed strength. She stretched out her left hand and grabbed Qian Ruoyu's shoulder quickly and fiercely.
"Brutal Blizzard" of 24 Blizzard Strikes!
Qian Ruoyu was not surprised but happy. She pushed her feet inward and put strength in her waist and back. Her right shoulder loosened and moved forward.
Just when her hand came into contact with Yan Zheke's palm, she suddenly tightened her shoulder. Before her opponent could grab her, she bounced and shook.
Yan Zheke's left hand was immediately bounced away and slightly stopped in the air.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qian Ruoyu shook her right arm and caught Yan Zheke's palm with Tai Chi Hand Wrap.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Dingyi and Feng Shaokun immediately shouted "Good job" and couldn't wait to rush to the side of the field to applaud. But when they saw Lou Cheng smiling and nodding opposite them, they suddenly realized something and hurriedly shouted,
"Let go!"
At this moment, Qian Ruoyu could not hear the voices outside the arena. She held her opponent's slender fingers and pulled them down without hesitation.
However, before she could exert her strength, Yan Zheke seemed to have anticipated it. Her left hand moved in the direction of her pulling and her body moved closer. Her right hand clenched into a fist and suddenly punched out, aiming for Qian Ruoyu's lower abdomen.
Qian Ruoyu did not dare to be negligent. She temporarily stopped trying with her right hand and gathered her strength to pound her left fist like a drum.
Bang!
In the midst of the dull sound, Yan Zheke used her Listening Skill to pull back her left hand. Under Qian Ruoyu's subconscious grip, they pulled her forward with their "combined strength".
It was this movement that made Yan Zheke tighten her right thigh and hit Qian Ruoyu with her knee.
Poof! Her knee hit Qian Ruoyu's lower abdomen, but she stopped in time and did not use her full strength.
The referee beside them stopped his action and raised his right hand.
"First round, Yan Zheke wins!"
Yan Zheke withdrew her right leg and stood up straight again. For a moment, she was still a little absent-minded.
She won just like that?
She had made several wrong judgments and was surrounded by dangers. After changing her fighting style according to her boyfriend's advice, she actually won so easily!
Qian Ruoyu really liked to use Tai Chi Hand Wrap and to compete with others in Listening Skill …
Qian Ruoyu was really too smooth. In the face of unexpected changes, her reaction was indeed too slow and too slow …
And this was completely consistent with Cheng's judgment just now …
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look back at Lou Cheng. She saw him clenching his fist with a bright smile and giving her a thumbs up.
He is really a professional fighter with enough insight and experience … This thought came to Yan Zheke's mind. Her mouth curved, her nose wrinkled, and she actually made a funny face at Lou Cheng.
After a moment of absent-mindedness, her first real victory made her very happy and excited. She couldn't wait to rush down the arena and celebrate with Lou Cheng.
It was the first time Lou Cheng saw a girl make a funny face. For a moment, he felt that she was so cute. The audience, who were watching the big screen, didn't miss this scene. The cheers and shouts became sparse.
Qian Ruoyu rubbed her stomach and stood up straight. Her expression was very complicated.
She had never thought that she would lose so quickly and so cleanly.
After discovering that her opponent could forcibly pull back her center of gravity, she should have realized that her meditation skills were enough to support her Listening Skill in a battle.
Qian Ruoyu was a little unwilling to admit defeat.
"I didn't know you well enough this time. Next time, I'll win it back!"
After saying this, she realized that Yan Zheke was not looking at her at all. Instead, she was exchanging glances with their coach, Lou Cheng.
This is so disrespectful! Qian Ruoyu snorted and turned to leave. Feng Shaokun came up to her and patted her shoulder comfortingly.
Yan Zheke turned back, her eyebrows relaxed. She laughed in a low voice,
"Next time, I won't be a newbie …"
At this moment, the audience finally realized what had happened. They loudly cheered and shouted for her, their voices echoing around the martial arts arena.
"Yan Zheke! Yan Zheke! Yan Zheke! "
Yan Zheke finally experienced the wonderful feeling that her boyfriend had always described. Her cheeks were slightly red from excitement. When she saw Feng Shaokun enter the arena, she naturally thought of Lou Cheng's judgment just now.
Feng Shaokun was obviously in love with Qian Ruoyu. He was the standard flower guardian. After his sweetheart was defeated, he would definitely be eager to help her get revenge in exchange for a good impression. Therefore, his fighting style would be more aggressive than usual …
This is my chance to use 24 Blizzard Strikes!
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