While Lou Cheng was watching Peng Chengguang's match video, Yan Zheke sent him a message.
"Cheng, are you looking at the information?"
"Yeah." Lou Cheng replied with a snickering emoji.
"Me too …" Yan Zheke replied with a snickering emoji.
There was no need for superfluous words. In this short conversation, Lou Cheng felt a kind of tacit understanding and a faint warmth that made him reminisce about it.
His QQ chat window and the match video window were on one side of the screen, as if they had been adjusted long ago. At this moment, his fingers were moving quickly and he sent a sitting and listening emoji. "Coach Yan, what do you think of Peng Chengguang?"
Yan Zheke used her favorite emoji of crossing her hands and supporting her chin and said, "Peng Chengguang is at the peak of the body refining stage. His body hasn't deteriorated, and his qi and blood haven't declined. He has no shortcomings in strength, speed, skills, and experience. He is calm enough, mature enough, and brave enough to seize the opportunity and take risks. Moreover, his punches and kicks are beginning to show some signs of" withdrawing "."
"He may only have one problem, which is that the martial arts he inherited are too common …"
"Yeah, although Jiuyang Punch and Jiuyang Godly Punch only differ by one word, their essence is completely different." Thinking of this, Lou Cheng couldn't help but laugh.
"Mingwei Martial Arts School" was indeed too small and too common. This could be seen from the fact that there were many martial arts schools with this name. Lou Cheng remembered that there was one in Xiushan.
Peng Chengguang was an orphan adopted by the old master of Mingwei Martial Arts School. They called each other master and disciple. After the old master was seriously injured in a Challenge Tournament and died at an early age, Peng Chengguang carried the heavy burden of the martial arts school on his tender shoulders as a 16-year-old boy. Step by step, he reached where he was today. Relying only on Jiuyang Punch and the beginner's still stance he bought, he became a powerful body refining stage master in Songcheng.
In these years, many martial arts schools and martial arts families valued him. Some wanted to take him as a disciple, and some wanted to invite him to join them. However, he rejected all of them.
Many people thought that he was the next "Liang Yifan". He was waiting for the right time to seize an opportunity and become a dragon!
Lou Cheng laughed at the imitation of Jiuyang Punch, but he wouldn't underestimate Peng Chengguang. While watching Peng Chengguang's match video, he discussed various details with Yan Zheke.
When he was about to fall asleep, he finally confirmed one thing.
Apart from Wei Shengtian, a Dan stage master, Peng Chengguang was probably the strongest opponent he had ever encountered. And this time, there was no Lin Que to share the burden!
…
The next morning, before dawn, Lou Cheng had already arrived at his usual spot beside Weishui Lake.
Geezer Shi appeared five minutes later than him. As usual, he was humming an unpleasant and off-key Chinese opera.
"Have you seen the information?" He chuckled.
"Yes, I have." Lou Cheng answered honestly.
"Do you have the confidence to defeat Peng Chengguang?" Geezer Shi asked leisurely.
Although Lou Cheng was looking forward to this match and had the desire to fight, he was not blindly arrogant. He thought for a while and said, "If Peng Chengguang can continuously resist Thunder Roar Zen, then I have the confidence to defeat him."
Obviously, Peng Chengguang was not that stupid. With his experience and physical quality, he might not be obviously stiff after being hit by Thunder Roar Zen. Besides, he had encountered similar martial arts in the past, so he might be able to forcibly stop the vibration once or twice.
Lou Cheng's physical quality was still inferior to his brother-in-law's. In this kind of martial arts that relied on tight muscles to burst out instantly instead of the rebound of legs and feet to push the whole body forward, the gap was quite obvious.
"Hey, you didn't say anything!" Geezer Shi said grumpily. Then he took out two neatly folded papers and handed them to Lou Cheng.
Lou Cheng took them and unfolded them. He found that they were actually two visualization diagrams!
This was a necessary thing to practice advanced martial arts!
The entry-level visualization of the Congealing Water and Lightning Fire Stance, as well as the Brutal Blizzard and Mega Avalanche were relatively easy. Just by relying on his usual knowledge and Geezer Shi's explanations, he was able to quickly outline and form a prototype. However, it was absolutely impossible to master the more advanced visualization methods. One had to have a visualization diagram or understand the corresponding nature. Other than that, there was no other way!
Of the two diagrams in Lou Cheng's hands, one was a plain covered with ice and snow, drawn in a freehand style. But when he saw it, he felt that it was bone-chilling and boundless. The other one was a scene of a frozen river, drawn with fine brushstrokes. Even the lines of the waves condensing into ice were presented one by one, which made people feel the surging force and the more terrifying freezing intent contained in it.
For a moment, Lou Cheng felt that his hands were cold, as if he had directly touched a thousand-year-old ice. He almost shook his arms and threw the visualization diagram away.
Cough! As Geezer Shi coughed, the illusion disappeared and the bone-chilling cold disappeared.
"First, look at the Freezing Sky and Earth Diagram and grasp the essence and charm. Remember which muscles, fascia, and internal organs it affects in the still stance visualization and remember what changes they have. Then, under the condition that you don't do visualization, you repeatedly grasp them. When it comes to actual combat, visualize the Frozen River Diagram in your mind and use it to promote your supernatural ability of frost. Then, combine the subtle changes in your body that you have mastered and you can use the Ice Sect's Frost Force." Geezer Shi explained, "Of course, it's still miles away from my Ice Spirit Force."
Speaking of this, he smiled and said, "Don't look down on it and think it's easy. It's not easy to master the essence and charm of the visualization diagram without a long time of comprehension. Even if you can enter meditation and see inside yourself, you still can't do it!"
"Take it slow and don't rush. Try to master the Frost Force in half a year. By then, I can teach you two weakened versions of physical invulnerability moves. Hehe, without the Frost Force and without Lin Luoran's Meteor Force, even if you enter the Dan stage, you still won't be a match for Peng Leyun. His Shocking Thunder Force is not to be trifled with."
Lou Cheng knew that "Frost Force", "Shocking Thunder Force" and "Meteor Force" were not as powerful as "Burning Force", so it was normal for them to be hard to practice. But he didn't believe what his Master said about it being hard to learn just by visualization.
He had vaguely understood the Ice Mirror Martial Arts, which required two or three years to master, by relying on his ability to enter meditation, let alone this one.
However, after a while, he had to admit that what his master said was right.
His previous visualization didn't involve the essence and charm, so he couldn't understand the difficulty of outlining them. Now that he tried, it was really hard to grasp. It wasn't something that could be learned in a day.
After taking another look at the visualization diagram, Lou Cheng more or less understood what the so-called essence and charm were. It was just like the Brutal Blizzard he was visualizing. For the time being, he only had the appearance and momentum of the Brutal Blizzard. As for how violent the wind was, how violent the snow was, and how violent it was, there was almost no indication of how violent it was.
Suppressing his impatience, he calmed down and continued today's practice. He only squeezed out twenty or thirty minutes to understand the visualization diagram.
After the practice, Geezer Shi took away the visualization diagram and didn't let him take it back, which showed how precious it was.
…
Time flew and the weekend was coming. Outside the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club, there was an endless stream of people.
Last week's competition had left a very good impression on the spectators. They spread the news by word of mouth and spontaneously promoted it, so the number of people coming to cheer for them had more than doubled.
And this was without any official promotion!
"Songcheng University's martial arts atmosphere isn't as bad as the rumors say …" A stocky man with arms crossed in front of his chest and quietly watched the entrance of the stadium. He sighed with emotion to his companions beside him.
On a cold spring day, he only wore a black T-shirt, his legs stretched tight against his jeans.
He had three companions, one of whom had a Mohawk hairstyle that left a deep impression. He chuckled and replied, "What's the big deal? No matter how good the martial arts atmosphere is, it can't be compared to Yimo's. "
"You're talking as if you've been to Yimo …" Another bald man with a beard mocked.
"I'm just giving an example. Anyway, our purpose today is to observe Lou Cheng's battle and get a feel for the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club. After the Amateur Ranking Event, it'll be our turn. Whether we can qualify this year will depend on that battle …" The man with the Mohawk hairstyle laughed and looked more relaxed.
A cyan dragon head vaguely appeared on their necks!
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