"What?"
In the face of Peng Chengguang's dumbfounded question, Lou Cheng was also a little dumbfounded. When he had just finished the fight, his blood was boiling, so he expressed his feelings and said a few words from the bottom of his heart. It was normal. But as time passed, it would be more f * cking embarrassing if he had to repeat it again!
He could only keep a polite smile and said,
"You are very good."
That was true. Last week, when he fought with Kid Xie's brother in Tiantong Taoist Temple, he relied on the element of surprise, but Peng Chengguang had almost no power to fight back. If he had used Kid Xie's two Kung Fu skills on Peng Chengguang, he would have lost.
Thinking of this, Lou Cheng was about to say something, but his ears suddenly buzzed. He heard a burst of deafening shouts around him,
"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng! "
Most of the audience were students. Although they couldn't understand the turbulent undercurrent in the fight between the two, and they couldn't tell how terrible the Shock Force was, they had eyes after all. They could see the cracks on the ground like a spider web when Peng Chengguang burst out several times. They could see Lou Cheng step on the black bricks and understand the thrill of the close combat between the two of them. They could also clearly see the beauty of Lou Cheng swinging his arms and hammering again and again.
That was the pinnacle of pure physical violence. That was a scene that showed off the beauty of strength. That hammering seemed to have hammered into the hearts of the audience, bit by bit, hammering away their disguises and the walls that they had built up. It allowed them to vent the emotions that they had been suppressing day after day, boiling with the purest of hot-bloodedness!
This feeling made many students, who were used to controlling their emotions, feel uncomfortable. After the referee announced the result, they were a little confused, and there was a short pause. But soon they couldn't hold it and shouted that name,
"Lou Cheng!"
The shouts of two to three thousand people converged into a storm. If they materialized, it would be enough to blow away the dome of the martial arts arena. However, in such a lively atmosphere, there were four people who felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over their heads in the dead of winter. They felt cold from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet, and from the surface of their bodies to their bones.
"How can we fight like this …" Deng Hua, who had a Mohican hairstyle, was quite confident and relaxed when he came to Songcheng University. But after Lou Cheng's Thunder Roar Zen, his confidence fell to the bottom. When Mo Zicong shouted the two words "Tremor Punch", he was full of despair.
Seeing his mouth open and close, Mo Zicong and the others' faces turned ashen.
Against Lou Cheng, a tag-team battle was ineffective. However, judging from the match between him and Fearless Squad, his own strength had yet to reach the level where he could sweep away most of the ninth-pin fighters. This left an opportunity. As long as any one of the four of them fought hard enough, even if they couldn't win against him, they would still be able to let their next comrade win.
At that time, although Lin Que was strong, he didn't have abnormal stamina. The two of them could take turns to challenge each other and win. As for the remaining contestant from Songcheng University, they didn't care about him at all!
However, Lou Cheng suddenly mastered Tremor Punch in just two weeks. Without any method to restrain him, who would dare to face him head-on? If they didn't face him head-on, how could they fight hard enough?
What was more frightening was that even if Lin Que, a top Professional Ninth Pin fighter, had mastered a martial art similar to Tremor Punch, he could only hit them three or four times at most, which was not enough to defeat them. If they were cautious and careful, they would still have a chance to face him head-on or avoid him. But Lou Cheng had mastered Tremor Punch. It was different. He could swing his arms and shake continuously. Most of the Professional Ninth Pin fighters couldn't stand it.
If Peng Chengguang couldn't stand it, they, who were weaker than him, certainly couldn't stand it either!
How could they fight?
Bang, bang, bang! Mo Zicong seemed to hear the sound of Tremor Punch in his heart. He saw himself and the others were beaten down the arena one by one by Lou Cheng. None of them could withstand more than three attacks.
How could they fight?
They looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes, which was completely different from the relaxed attitude they had when they came here.
They watched the strong enemy until they lost all their confidence and dared not to fight!
When Zhao Qiang, Zhang Jingye, and the others threw away their usual image of good students and shouted and vented, Lou Cheng first met Yan Zheke's eyes in the Martial Arts Club's seating area and silently waved his fist. Then he saw Peng Chengguang shake his head and barely recover.
After a salute, he walked down the arena and walked to Gao Rao, Zhang Ying, and the other junior brothers and sisters who were dumbfounded.
After Lou Cheng returned the salute, he wanted to ask Peng Chengguang why he didn't ally with other martial arts clubs to pursue the martial arts unique skill reward of the preliminaries. But he felt that they didn't know each other well, so he suppressed the question.
"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng! "
Echoing in the martial arts stadium, Lou Cheng released the joy in his heart. He didn't think about anything else and enjoyed the sweet taste of victory to his heart's content. He raised his hands and applauded while walking back to the home team's seat. He high-fived Yan Zheke, Lin Que, Sun Jian, Li Mao, and the others to celebrate.
At this time, some students came back to their senses. Looking at the many broken bricks in the arena, they suddenly remembered the video of the jumper and the martial artist who saved the student. He also stepped on the ground and made a similar crack.
Comparing the figure, he suddenly realized and shouted, "It's Lou Cheng who saved the student!"
"Him?" "Yes, it's not Lin Que. It must be him!" One spread to ten, ten spread to a hundred. The shouting in the martial arts stadium weakened a lot, but the flashing of mobile phones came one after another. Many students were so excited that their faces turned red. They looked at Lou Cheng with admiration and talked excitedly with their companions around them. The warm atmosphere didn't decrease but increased.
In the seats of Mingwei Martial Arts Club, Zhang Ying, Qu Yu, and the others were speechless and fell into an extremely depressed silence. It seemed that they couldn't accept Eldest Brother's failure even more than him.
Peng Chengguang glanced at them and listened to the shouts echoing in the martial arts stadium. He smiled bitterly and said,
"What's there to be sad about? What's so unacceptable about losing to such an opponent? It will only spur me to not slack off and make me want to catch up. "
After that, he turned around and looked at Songcheng University Martial Arts Club subconsciously.
When that time comes, what level will Lou Cheng be at?
…
After applying the ointment for Lou Cheng in the locker room and being kissed by him several times when no one was around, Yan Zheke returned to the dormitory with her eyebrows and eyes watery.
For the time being, she didn't tell Lou Cheng that her mother might come to check on him. She planned to discuss with her boyfriend after thinking about the countermeasures.
As soon as she stepped into the dormitory, she saw Zong Yanru and Shi Xiangyang around Li Liantong. They were looking at her mobile phone and whispering praises from time to time,
"It's really amazing!"
"How did he grow his feet …"
"It's so tiring to wear shoes in a martial arts competition …"
Hearing that, Yan Zheke was happy and blurted out,
"Dirty Tong, you finished the video?"
This was the video she asked her roommate to help her record. Only Lou Cheng's part was included!
It was hard to say when a recorded match would be broadcasted. But the match between Lou Cheng and Peng Chengguang was very memorable. She wanted to get the video as soon as possible and save it for her boyfriend.
"Of course! We all recorded a video for your meal and didn't pay attention to the match!" Li Liantong answered proudly.
Yan Zheke was so happy that she urged,
"Let me see. Is it blurry?"
Li Liantong laughed, "How is it possible? Please call me a video expert! "
While talking, Yan Zheke moved closer to them and watched the video carefully, recalling what happened yesterday.
Last week, because the recording of her first match was delayed until Friday, she almost forgot to save it. Luckily, Cheng always remembered this and set the alarm. During class, he ran back to the dormitory with the excuse of diarrhea and finished the recording online.
Because they were in the same teaching building and she was sitting by the window, she happened to see Cheng sprinting to the dormitory area. So she sent him a message and asked what happened. His answer made her eyes red and her heart warm. That was why she asked Li Liantong and her roommates to help her record the match today.
Yan Zheke watched the video from beginning to end and was very satisfied. While asking Li Liantong to copy the video to the computer, she mentioned that her mom might come to check on her. She put her palms together and said, "When my mom comes, if I'm not in the dormitory, just tell her the truth. Just don't mention Cheng and tell her that I went shopping with Guo Qing on the weekend."
Zong Yanru was a little confused, "Ke, will your mom fly here?"
Just to tell her that she has a boyfriend?
Yan Zheke put on a serious face and nodded hard, "I think she will … Let me tell you. My mom's biggest feature is that she is very active! She will either not come or come in the next few days! "
If she wasn't active, she wouldn't have dared to elope!
"I feel like I'm going to face Empress Dowager soon …" Shi Xiangyang was a little scared and joked.
After telling her roommates, Yan Zheke took out the "Freshman Handbook" from the bookshelf and found the map of the new campus that occupied two pages.
She sat down, took out a ruler and drew on the map. She looked more beautiful as she concentrated. Li Liantong and her roommates were stunned and didn't understand what she was doing.
Looking at the map and measuring the distance, Yan Zheke's eyes moved up and she whispered to herself,
"If my mom suddenly attacks, she probably wants to secretly observe. But she's not familiar with the school's terrain and my class schedule. With her intelligence, she definitely won't wait among tens of thousands of people. She will choose a place where she has a high chance of meeting me and can watch from afar …"
"According to this condition, there are only three places she can choose. One is the place near the entrance of the dormitory, where she can directly see everyone coming back from the cafeteria. Two is the end of the long bridge near the teaching area, where anyone who wants to go back to the dormitory or to the cafeteria can't escape her eyes. Three is the place where the martial arts stadium comes out …"
"She is of Professional Ninth Pin. According to the data, her observation range is about this large …"
Yan Zheke bit her lower lip and carefully outlined three dangerous areas on the map. Then she nodded with satisfaction,
"Well, as long as Cheng doesn't get close to me in these areas, my mom won't find out!"
She was about to praise herself when she suddenly saw Li Liantong come to her side and said with a strange face,
"Ke, can't you just ask Lou Cheng to keep a distance from you for a few days?"
What calculation, what inference, what observation range, what dangerous areas? What kind of brain circuit is this?!
Yan Zheke blinked her eyes innocently and said, "Uh," with an "uh".
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