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Chapter 201

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Noticing Jiang Lan's stare, Ye Youting shuddered. Her eyes regained their luster and she said blankly,

"Sister Lan, you can't sleep either?"

Jiang Lan stared at her and chuckled, "Are you upset?"

Ye Youting was silent for more than ten seconds and sighed faintly,

"A little …"

"Previously, I thought that after going through the trials, I had matured a lot in all aspects, from my temperament to my strength. In the end, after watching his recent competition videos, I realized what it means to feel too good about oneself …"

As for the previous battle, she felt more surprised. The kid who was obviously easy to bully had suddenly awakened his innate talent and awakened his special ability, causing a short burst of power that caught her off guard. If they were to fight again, the result would not be like this!

However, in less than four months, that young and inexperienced fellow had completely transformed into a formidable opponent. Regardless of whether it was one of the core forces of the Ice Sect or the endless Tremor Punch, they were all things that were currently out of his reach.

At this time, if she were to encounter him, her chances of winning would be very, very low …

Jiang Lan shook her head slightly and laughed at herself, "I'm also a little upset. Tremor Punch is still okay. With the inheritance and guidance, it's not too exaggerated to master it in half a year. But the Core Force of the Ice Sect is enough to make many Professional Eighth Pin Dan Stage fighters envious. Isn't it always difficult to grasp the essence and charm of a visualization diagram? Just by mastering meditation, there shouldn't be any obvious advantage … "

Her Tremor Punch was self-created. She gradually realized the mystery of it through constant practice with similar martial arts. Then she spent the points of the Martial Artist Association to ask for guidance on the key points of visualization. After a year, she finally created her own Tremor Punch. With the realm of Dan stage where the strength of the whole body was integrated into one, the subtle control of the muscles was not difficult for her!

As for "Force", it was a low-level type that did not require comprehension of a visualization diagram. It was not very useful even if it was mastered, just like the "Burning Force" of Hongluo Martial Arts School. In order to grasp the essence and charm of a visualization diagram, one had to be close to mastering meditation. In addition, there were "81 difficulties".

Hearing Jiang Lan's words, Ye Youting's mood improved a lot, "I thought I was the only one who was upset. It turns out that Sister Lan was also shocked. Sigh, maybe he will even surpass me one day …"

"Don't worry too much about this. Generally speaking, the faster you advance, the more time you need to settle down before you reach the threshold of Dan stage, unless you have the wisdom of previous lives." Jiang Lan comforted her, "But you have already touched the threshold of Dan stage, and are only one step away from mastering the meaning of 'withdraw'?"

Ye Youting pulled the hair hanging by her mouth childishly, "Sister Lan, Sister Lan,"

"Sister Lan, you don't have to comfort me. You know that I'm a little heartless, and I'll recover in the blink of an eye. Besides, it's not a bad thing to be provoked at this time. In the past, I was always in the limelight among the warriors of the same age. Not only was I born with divine strength, but my cultivation level was also very fast. I was always able to suppress the majority of people. That's why I was a little conceited and a little arrogant. But now, with a comparison, hehe, it hurts me, it sets me off. I realized that I was originally nothing. If I want to go further, then I have to calm down and calm down."

Jiang Lan nodded thoughtfully,

"This may be a good thing for you …"



At 10: 30 on Saturday morning, in the train to Donglin City.

Sitting next to Yan Zheke, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke were chatting about the latest hot news, dutifully playing the role of an onlooker, flirting with each other from time to time. Just then, his cell phone made a ding sound.

He picked it up and saw a delightful message,

"20000.00 yuan has been transferred to your savings card ending with XXXX. Current balance is 25813.74 …"

"The broadcasting bonus is in my account!" Lou Cheng put his phone in front of Yan Zheke, without any intention of hiding the specific amount of his private savings.

After the lot-drawing ceremony, the organizing committee had distributed the broadcasting bonus to each participating team. But Songcheng University maintained its usual style of procrastination in administrative affairs. It wasn't until Friday afternoon that the accounting was completed and the finance department went to the bank.

Martial arts bonuses like this were generally calculated after tax, and the organizing committee would withhold income tax.

"I haven't arrived yet …" Yan Zheke frowned her long black eyebrows and said, half surprised and half puzzled.

"Maybe the bank is different, and it's the weekend, so it can't be so timely." Lou Cheng guessed the reason.

Maybe the school's finance department went to several banks at an awkward time, so some of them were transferred in time, while others had to wait until Monday. Maybe there was a system delay in his text message.

"It's okay." Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smiled. She couldn't hide the curiosity in her eyes as she glanced at Lou Cheng's phone screen.

Cheng only had a little more than 5,000 yuan left in his private savings …

I can't let him book such an expensive hotel next time I travel …

Yeah, I'll take the initiative to invite him on a date tomorrow. I have my own private savings too!

Receiving the bonus in time before the competition was a big incentive for Lou Cheng. It made him less nervous and more eager to fight.

If he could beat Donglin Squad and enter the semi-finals, there would be more bonuses!

After two and a half hours, at 12: 15 noon, the Martial Arts Club arrived at Donglin North Station. They saw the organizing committee staff and a minibus coming to pick them up.

Seeing this, Sun Jian and the others immediately recalled their experience in Yimo. They asked fearfully, "How many live spectators are there this time?"

The terrifying atmosphere in Yimo was like it was going to swallow all challengers!

"Not many, I guess." The staff thought for a while and said, "The competition is in Wensheng School's dojo, halfway up the mountain. At most a few hundred people can sit."

Phew … Li Mao exhaled and smiled at Sun Jian, Lin Hua and the others before settling down.

Boarding the minibus, Yan Zheke looked out of the window with a clean face and suddenly sighed,

"When I watched professional martial arts competitions in the past, I especially liked and envied those hardcore fans who would follow the team to the away games …"

Without waiting for her to finish, Lou Cheng already knew what she meant. He leaned close to her head and looked out of the window.

"This can't be rushed. The Martial Arts Club has just risen again. Everyone doesn't have such deep feelings. It takes five hours to go back and forth by train. Hehe, I used to think that after I graduate from university and earn some money, I'll follow the Longhu Club a few times during my holidays. That kind of atmosphere and feeling would be great."

People came and went outside the window, but most of them didn't feel like students.

"You might be too embarrassed to do that after you graduate from university …" Yan Zheke thought of a fun scene and smiled deeply with her dimples. "If people find out that a team or club's leading player is a follower of the Longhu Club, it will be very interesting ~"

As long as Cheng could successfully advance to Dan stage in university, with his Frost Force and Thunder Roar Zen, he could be the main force in the third level of the North-South Division Competition.

If he improved faster than that and reached the level of Peng Leyun and Ren Li, maybe he would directly go to the Wuyue Club or the Longhu Club and be trained as a reserve talent!

"It will also be very embarrassing …" Lou Cheng thought seriously and said.

But now I can make money without graduation. If there is a chance, I can ask Ke to give it a try. She seems to be very interested!

Moreover, in another year, Little Wonton will graduate from high school and the Longhu Club forum will organize a meetup. It is very likely that they will arrange to watch the competition together!

As he spoke, his gaze suddenly froze, because he saw a few familiar figures.

Isn't the guy walking out of the station Cai Xiaoming?

He is followed by Zhao Qiang, Qiu Zhigao, Zhang Jingye and his girlfriend Wu Qian, and Wu Qian's three roommates!

"Look over there …" Lou Cheng patted Yan Zheke's shoulder.

Yan Zheke stared at him and asked in a daze, "Your roommates?"

She knew Cai Zongming and Qiu Zhigao.

At this time, Cai Zongming and Zhao Qiang seemed to have noticed their gazes and looked over. They waved their hands happily and made a gesture of cheering.

"Do they count as our first group of fans?" Yan Zheke's eyes sparkled and she laughed in a low voice.

Lou Cheng answered seriously and sincerely,

"I think they are taking the opportunity to make friends with their roommates …"

With the excuse of following the Martial Arts Club to Donglin and cheering for them, they invited their roommates to play in a different place and make friends with them. How clever!

I have been roommates for almost a year. How can I not know what they are thinking?

This must be Xiaoming's idea!

The car drove away. Lou Cheng and the others gradually moved away from Cai Zongming and his roommates. After half an hour's drive and lunch, they arrived at the foot of Wensheng Mountain at two in the afternoon.

Then the minibus went up the mountain road. It took them 40 minutes to reach the mountainside and the main gate of the Wensheng School's training hall.

At 3: 30, the competition would start on time!

"Is this another kind of home field advantage?" Yan Zheke got off the bus, breathed in the fresh mountain air, and looked up.

Lou Cheng also noticed and nodded solemnly,

"Yes!"

Wensheng School didn't deliberately create a home field atmosphere like Yimo. They chose to "wait at ease"!

From the new campus of Songcheng University to here, he and the others had spent a total of nearly six hours. Although they had caught up on sleep in the car midway, the effect was not very good. Except for himself, the others could be said to be completely fatigued from the journey, and their combat strength had unknowingly weakened by a lot.

We should have left last night and stayed in Donglin City for one night!

It's normal that we didn't think of this because we don't have much experience. Why didn't Master remind us? Why didn't he make arrangements in advance?

Geezer Shi walked out of the bus, feeling refreshed. He stretched his body, coughed twice and said, "That's right.

"Let's go in!"

Is it easy for me to be an undercover agent?

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