Phew! Hearing the referee's announcement, Wu Qian and the others, who had come to cheer for Zhou Zhengquan, finally spat out the tension and worry in their hearts. Although they had little contact with Martial Arts and had not watched much of the competition between Body Refining and Danqi Realm, the momentum that Zhou Zhengquan had just shown and the horror that was beyond the limits of the human body were clearly reflected in their minds, making them unconsciously feel scared, fearful, and uneasy.
It was like a person who didn't know how fierce and terrible a tiger was, but when he really met it, he would have the most intuitive feeling.
When the pressure was relieved, they were delighted. They raised their hands and cheered for the victory, forgetting that they were in someone else's dojo and that girls should be reserved.
Lin Que was so handsome and charming. Lou Cheng had a girlfriend, but did he have one?
Similar thoughts flashed through the minds of Wu Qian's roommates. Beside them, Zhao Qiang, Qiu Zhigao, and the others were also enjoying the taste of victory.
The pressure of Professional Eighth Pin in Dan State was so suffocating!
Listening to the shouts in the spacious and quiet atmosphere, Zhou Zhengquan patted his black martial arts suit, turned around leisurely, and walked down the ring unhurriedly, as if he had no intention of seizing the time at all.
If he walked too fast, his movements would be unsightly! Thinking of this, he felt his calves and calves were twitching and his thigh muscles were trembling. His body was showing signs of reaching its limit, so he had to walk slowly to maintain his elegant and calm demeanor.
As for whether this would give Lin Que a chance to recover, he was calm and not worried, because the focus was not on him, but on Senior Sister Zhuo!
The distance he needed to walk down the arena was much less than the distance she needed to walk from the home team seat to the arena!
As long as he finished the stone steps before she ran, it wouldn't be a delay!
…
In the seats of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club, after hearing the cheers of Sun Jian, Li Mao, and the others, Yan Zheke finally relaxed her tense body and the lines of her pursed lips softened.
She leaned towards Lou Cheng and whispered, "I thought my brother would lose just now."
There was a little fear in her voice that couldn't be concealed.
Zhou Zhengquan's "Three Consecutive Strikes" seemed to be able to crush any Professional Ninth Pin fighter!
Under his clothes, Lou Cheng held the girl's hand and smiled. "I was scared too."
Yan Zheke's eyes sparkled as she looked at the figure standing in the ring. She could not believe her own judgment and asked, "What do you think my brother can do in this round?"
"Your brother isn't a true Dan Stage Mighty One yet. He has imitated the outburst of a Dan Stage Mighty One twice in a row. Come, to push the Meteor Force, the burden is definitely not small." There were some words that he couldn't think of to express at the moment, so he simply used the written language. "And he also withstood Zhou Zhengquan's continuous outbursts. I guess he's almost at his limit …"
What he was implying was that he shouldn't expect his brother-in-law to exhaust Zhuo Yanjun, or even defeat her.
Yan Zheke showed her white teeth and bit her lower lip. Then she sighed, "I think so too … Humph, you can't even say something nice to comfort me!"
"Something nice to listen to?" Lou Cheng smiled and said, "We've already won two rounds. Even if your brother didn't exhaust Zhuo Yanjun, and even if Senior Sun Jian didn't, didn't defy the heavens, we only lost two to three. When we return to our school, we still have a chance!"
Speaking up to this point, he paused, and said without arrogance or inferiority, "After suffering this loss and knowing that Hou Yue has such a supernatural ability, I won't be so affected anymore, and I won't be so tired when facing Zhou Zhengquan. At that time, I'll be able to exhaust him even more, and even force out his continuous outbursts in advance, so that your brother can deal with him more easily and play the last round better.
"We have hope to win three to one and turn the tables!"
Looking at her boyfriend's steady and high-spirited face and listening to his confident and not arrogant words, Yan Zheke's eyes sparkled. She unconsciously raised the corner of her mouth and nodded hard.
…
In the fan forum, "Eternal Nightfall" Yan Xiaoling said, "[Touching Chin expression expression]," I suddenly feel that Lin Que is not bad. He looks quite clean and good looking. He also has a good temperament. Why doesn't he have a fan forum? "
"Yeah, although I like my idol more, I have to admit that Lin Que is better looking than him." "Brahman" also sent a puzzled emoji.
"Unparalleled Dragon King" replied, "I also feel strange. Logically speaking, girls like you should prefer handsome and cool guys like Lin Que. And in the previous live broadcast interview, he showed a lot of character. It's very, very indescribable. "
"It's a little cute, right? Little Dragon, I know you want to say this. Don't hide your girly heart! " Yan Xiaoling sent a "funny" emoji. "To be honest, I'm a masochist. I really like this kind of cool and indifferent guy. But who asked me to meet Lou Cheng first? Haha, I thought of that saying, 'Once you meet Lou Cheng, you'll regret it for life'."
"What? You're a masochist? I don't know you! I don't have a son like you! "" Brahman "said with a shocked emoji.
"Unparalleled Dragon King" wiped his cold sweat. "Little Nightfall, you're the most self-deprecating girl I've ever seen …"
After that, he added, "I think the reason why Lou Cheng has a fan forum is because he created too many miracles in the Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament. In the words of some novels, people pay more attention to him because he has the color of a legend. And after a long time, people will either hate him or become fans."
"I'm just kidding …" Yan Xiaoling spread her hands helplessly. "Little Dragon, what you said makes sense this time. I was influenced by Lou Cheng's crazy momentum when he defeated a Professional Ninth Pin fighter. That's why I looked up his previous information. I was fascinated by him bit by bit."
At this time, "All the Good Names Are Taken by Dogs" said, "Who says no one likes Lin Que? I like him! But I prefer him and Lou Cheng as a couple. So it's better to stay here, haha! "
The other female ID, Nie Qiqi, smiled and said, "In my opinion, the reason why Lou Cheng has a forum is mostly because of persevering fans like you, Little Nightfall. I quite like Lin Que too. I thought of setting up a private forum for him, but I thought that after it was set up, only one or two people would chat in it. How boring would that be? Sigh, only you and Fanfan could persevere."
Lou Cheng already had hundreds of fans in the forum, but only 20 or so showed up during the competition. Less than 10 familiar faces were spamming the forum. It could be seen how difficult it was for a martial artist of a lower rank to gather fans. Many people might have been interested in the forum at that time, but soon forgot about it afterwards.
"Hey, I was praised. I'm embarrassed ~" Yan Xiaoling sent a blushing emoji.
"Brahman" said excitedly, "Little Nightfall, why don't you help Lin Que to create a fan forum? We'll help you!"
"Sob sob sob, I want to too, but I'm a loyal child. Forget it. How about I go in a sockpuppet?" Yan Xiaoling replied without any sense of shame.
"Forget it. Let's leave it to Lin Que's true fans." "Unparalleled Dragon King" suggested.
Yan Xiaoling nodded and said, "That's true … Little Dragon, do you think Songcheng University can win today?"
"Damn, why are you talking about such a frivolous topic at such a serious time?" "Unparalleled Dragon King" complained crazily, and then said, "It depends on how much energy Lin Que has left. If he can give Zhuo Yanjun a Tremor Punch, Sun Jian will be easy. If he can't, maybe they will lose 2 to 3. They still have a chance to make a comeback at home. They played weird today. With the coach's summary, it will be different when the time comes …"
"Yes, yes, I understand. I won't cry if I lose today!" "Brahman" interrupted.
…
In the stands, Ye Youting was stunned for a moment. She looked at her companion beside her and asked, "Sister Lan, why are you in a daze?"
Jiang Lan came back to herself and smiled. "I'm thinking, if I were to face Brother Zhou at his peak, how confident would I be to not lose under his three-hit combo?"
"How confident?" Ye Youting asked curiously.
"I'm not good at math. I can't figure it out." Jiang Lan rolled her eyes. How could she give a specific number based on her feelings?
She thought for a moment and said, "Anyway, I'll be at a disadvantage. It won't be easy … After the preliminaries, I thought I had a chance to reach Seventh Pin. Haha, now it seems that I was thinking too much."
The Ranking Event for Sixth Pin and Seventh Pin would be expanded to include the combination of several provinces, such as the southwest. Of course, places with many fighters such as the capital Huahai could hold it alone. As for the high-ranked Dan stage, that is, Fourth Pin and Fifth Pin, it would be a national competition. As for the top three Pins, there were other rules.
"I thought I was the best among the Professional Ninth Pin fighters." Ye Youting complained and made fun of herself.
Jiang Lan turned to look at her and said seriously, "You're already at the peak of body refining, and you've been through the preliminaries. It's time for you to take a break and think about the Dan stage. Otherwise, even Xiaoyuan will surpass you. He's gained a lot in Guangnan. Maybe within this year or in the first half of next year, he'll be able to reach the Dan stage."
In the final round of the National University Martial Arts Competition in April, Li Xiaoyuan's Martial Arts Club of Guangnan University made it to the top four, while Shanbei University, led by Peng Leyun, successfully defended its title.
"Yes." Ye Youting nodded with a rare solemn expression.
…
When Zhou Zhengquan walked down the last stone step "leisurely", Zhuo Yanjun was already in front of him.
After giving each other a high five, Zhou Zhengquan lowered his voice and said gently,
"He's almost there. Don't be rash. Be careful of his counterattack."
"Okay." Zhuo Yanjun took a deep breath, passed Zhou Zhengquan, and stepped on the stone step.
She was different from most of the disciples of Wensheng School. She also practiced Xuanshui Swordsmanship derived from Xuanwu True Sword, which was quite powerful. She had an unusual devotion to martial arts. Every time she stepped on the arena, she would first express her gratitude to martial arts for changing her life.
"I'm an ordinary girl. Except for my pretty name, my looks are ordinary, my personality is ordinary, my family is ordinary, and my IQ is ordinary. According to the normal development, I should go to an ordinary school, do an ordinary job, meet an ordinary boyfriend, experience one or several relationships, and finally step into the hall of marriage and live an ordinary life, just like what my parents showed me."
"Fortunately, I have the talent for martial arts, and now I can experience a different life."
While expressing her gratitude, Zhuo Yanjun came to the opposite side of Lin Que, thinking about Zhou Zhengquan's words and waiting for the match to start.
The referee ignored Lin Que's breathing and raised his right hand.
"Begin!"
Zhuo Yanjun immediately moved, avoiding the front. Using her arms as swords, she cut, chopped, pointed, and flicked. She fought very cleverly.
Lin Que stood in place, using his hands, elbows, arms, shoulders, and legs to block. He looked like he was struggling to hold on.
Her feet slid, and Zhuo Yanjun flashed to Lin Que's side. Her right arm slashed diagonally, full of strength.
At this moment, Lin Que's face was abnormally red. His back muscles swelled, and his spine squirmed. He forcibly pulled his body to face Zhuo Yanjun, avoiding the "sword."
He stepped forward with his right foot, closing in on his opponent like a meteor. Then he raised his left arm, and his temples bulged. His right fist shot out like a cannonball.
This series of moves flowed smoothly. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yanjun only had time to block with her elbow.
Bang!
The fist hit. Her body shook, and various descriptions of the Tremor Punch flashed through her mind.
She was about to take a deep breath to counteract it, but found that the vibration was so weak that she didn't feel anything.
"An arrow at the end of its flight, it's hard to penetrate the cloth?" Suddenly, Zhuo Yanjun thought of one of Junior Zhou's favorite ancient proverbs. With a flick of her right arm, she slashed out horizontally, stopping at the frozen Lin Que's neck. She saw sweat dripping down his face, and his eyes revealed a look of disappointment and unwillingness.
"Round four, Zhuo Yanjun wins!" The referee announced the result.
Lin Que didn't say anything. He turned around and walked down. His expression didn't change much, but his legs seemed to be heavier.
Lou Cheng jumped up from his seat and went to him, trying to support him.
When he reached Lin Que, he saw this silent and introverted brother-in-law slightly lower his head. He heard him say with difficulty,
"I'm sorry …"
"Sorry?" Lou Cheng was stunned. He didn't know where this "sorry" came from, but he soon felt Lin Que's stubborn desire to win and unyielding pride.
Last time, after I defeated Wei Shengtian, I fought two more rounds to secure victory. I didn't let his desperate efforts go to waste.
This time, although he defeated Zhou Zhengquan, he didn't have the strength to fight again. So he was unwilling, so he was in pain, so he was sorry!
Everyone felt that losing was acceptable, but he didn't. He only had victory in his eyes!
This was Lin Que …
Lou Cheng reached out and patted Lin Que's shoulder. He said seriously,
"Win it back next time!"
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