In the arena, Xiong Yu looked as if he had been trapped naked in a freezer for a long time. His hands and feet were stiff, his lips were pale, and his mind seemed to be frozen by the cold wave.
While shivering, he could clearly hear his violent heartbeat. He felt a gush of hot blood flowing to every part of his body, alleviating the coldness that was about to seep into his bones.
His abdomen began to wriggle, and his muscles tightened and compressed, creating a slight vibration and heat. Little by little, he recovered from the double effect.
Phew … He finally moved his hands and feet and exhaled a breath of white air.
In the martial arts arena with a constant temperature, he actually exhaled a breath of white air that made people feel cold!
"Thank you." Lou Cheng smiled and saluted.
Xiong Yu didn't feel angry after his failure. He returned the salute with a wry smile. "I really didn't stand a chance."
Facing him was like facing an Eighth Pin Dan stage fighter. His failure seemed to be justified!
After finishing his words, he turned around and walked down the arena. Under the sympathetic gazes of the preparatory members of Wise Man Hall, he returned to Han Ying's side.
Without waiting for him to speak, Han Ying said thoughtfully, "Did you notice that the connection between his Tremor Punch and Ice Sect Core Force is very smooth and natural? There are no loopholes?"
Before this, they could see from the video that whether it was the Tremor Punch or Ice Sect Core Force, Lou Cheng's preparation time was a little too long, and the connection problem was obvious. However, in the two or three moves just now, although Lou Cheng still had some preparation time, he was quite close to the reasonable range of normal moves. His connection was tight and left no openings.
In terms of battle, this was considered a huge improvement!
"Yes." Xiong Yu confirmed it, but he did not mention it again. His round face showed a bit of bewilderment, "Sister Ying, don't you think so? Just as my Earthworm Flip kicked out, he dodged in advance … "
If it were other Professional Ninth Pin fighters, they might not understand what Xiong Yu was trying to say. However, Han Ying had a Seventh Pin Dan stage brother, so she was familiar with such things. She was shocked and blurted out,
"Absolute Reaction?"
"Yes!" Xiong Yu nodded solemnly.
Han Ying's face darkened. She paced back and forth and gritted her teeth. "I'm going to find my brother and tell him …"
This was probably a dark horse that had the qualifications to become a seeded player!
If his elder brother encountered it and was careless, he might be left with some injuries that would affect his chances of winning the championship later on.
Of course, this kind of thing had to be kept a secret. If Zhang Zhutong and the others could suffer a loss because of this, that would be great!
…
When the referee announced the result of the competition, Qi Yunfei, Chen Xiaoxiao and Ma Xi stood up and cheered, ignoring the gazes of others.
"Brother Lou Cheng is the best!"
This was Qi Yunfei's suggestion. They had rehearsed this for a long time!
Tao Xiaofei jumped up and waved his fist in the air. He looked at Cao Lele and Qiu Hailin with pride and said, "What do you think? I told you, Brother Lou is much better than him! "
Most of the time, the visual estimation of strength and the intuitive feeling of power really required comparison and contrast. Just by looking at battle videos, due to the lack of understanding of the enemy, one would only have a vague sense of the enemy's location, such as crushing bricks and jumping a few meters.
Cao Lele finally realized the true strength of her old deskmate when she saw the martial artist she thought to be very powerful being defeated so easily. She opened her eyes wide and replied with excitement and surprise,
"Yes! He really is Young Master Lou! "
Unexpectedly, Lou Cheng's joke to liven up the atmosphere turned out to be true!
The deskmate she used to be so familiar with seemed to be so unfamiliar that she could only look at him from afar.
Young Master Lou …
At this time, she saw Lou Cheng leave the arena and asked curiously, "How powerful is Lou Cheng now?"
"How do you want me to answer this question? I can't describe it in detail! "Jiang Fei scratched his head and said awkwardly.
Cao Lele thought for a while and said, "Then, then tell me, which rank can Lou Cheng reach in this Youth Tournament?"
Jiang Fei thought carefully and answered proudly,
"Top 32 for sure. If he is lucky, he may even reach the top 16!"
"If he is lucky, he may reach the top 16 …" Cao Lele repeated in a low voice.
Among the martial artists under the age of 26 in the province, Lou Cheng could at least rank in the top 32!
The whole province!
Qi Fang was enjoying the show. She turned to Lou Zhisheng and said, "Did you hear that? Our son can rank in the top 16 in the province! "
"Yes, yes …" Lou Zhisheng replied with a smile.
Let's hope Cheng is lucky.
Cheng Qili was paying attention to Qiu Hailin's reaction. He found that she was not as shocked and excited as Cao Lele and the others, but showed a thoughtful expression. He lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about? "
Lou Cheng had consulted Talker about his pursuit of Qiu Hailin. Unfortunately, Little Ming was not omnipotent and knew nothing about the matching of similar characters. He only vaguely suggested that Lou Cheng should take the path of stimulating the brilliance of motherhood and improve himself.
Qiu Hailin pulled back her hair and stubbornly showed her forehead. "I just thought of a senior sister. She looks ordinary, but when she is in the arena, she is very powerful, just like Cheng."
"Senior sister? What's her name? "Cheng Qili asked casually.
Qiu Hailin was busy in the Student Union and had more or less contact with martial arts competitions. She smiled in a low voice.
"Ren Li."
…
"I didn't expect that he would beat Xiong Yu in two or three moves." Gu Shuang was analyzing her feelings and complaining about being wronged. "Isn't that guy very powerful? Why is he just an empty shell? "
Beside her, Xing Jingjing replied with a cold expression, "That's right.
"Lou Cheng is more powerful."
More powerful? How much more powerful? Gu Shuang was at a loss for a moment.
…
A fight between two fighters of the Professional Ninth Pin started unnoticed and ended peacefully. Except for a few fighters from the Wise Martial Arts Hall, no one knew about the existence of Lou Cheng, a Top Ninth Pin fighter.
In the fourth round of the competition, the remaining three disciples of Gushan Martial Arts School were no longer able to advance as they were defeated by Professional Ninth Pin fighters one after another. But for them, it was already very good. Other martial arts schools either only had one disciple or none of them entered the third round.
In the fifth round of the competition, Lou Cheng drew an Amateur First Level fighter who had once had good luck. He also finished the battle with only two moves, which did not attract any more attention.
After five rounds, there were 79 fighters left, and the number of non-professional fighters was less than zero.
From this stage onwards, a double-elimination system of two matches a day would be implemented. In other words, every fighter would draw two opponents each day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Whoever lost two matches first would be eliminated. The competition would continue until there were only 32 fighters left, which was the number of people in the bonus circle.
On the first day, as usual, Lou Cheng drew two fighters of the Professional Ninth Pin and defeated them in an unremarkable manner. He didn't enter the broadcast list, nor did he win the applause of the audience due to the lack of excitement and entertainment value. It was as if he had just gone through the motions.
On the second day of the double-elimination, he finished his morning exercise, put on the navy blue Longhu Club martial arts suit, and slowly ran to the stadium.
After yesterday's match, there were only 47 contestants left. Under the rule that the top 32 seeded contestants were not allowed to fight each other, and under the premise that the opponents he had encountered before would definitely avoid him, Lou Cheng felt that he had a good chance of fighting a strong opponent.
He entered the stadium and stopped in front of the big screen. Squeezing with the audience, he looked up and saw his name without much effort.
"Second Ring, second match, No. 9 seeded fighter, Liu Xunzhen, 23 years old, Professional Ninth Pin. No. 18 seeded fighter, Lou Cheng, 19 years old, Professional Ninth Pin."
No. 9 seeded fighter … Liu Xunzhen … Lou Cheng's image appeared in his mind.
A young man with white hair.
He was a famous fighter of the Professional Ninth Pin in the province, and his supernatural ability was Psychokinesis.
From the fact that he was a seeded contestant and ranked ninth, it was obvious that his combat strength was extraordinary!
"My moral quality …" Lou Cheng sighed with a smile.
Did he really use all his luck on Ke Ke?
Compared to a Professional Ninth Pin fighter with a supernatural ability, I'd rather fight against an Eighth Pin fighter of the Dan stage.
This did not mean that the former was better than the latter. It was just that he had rich experience in challenging Eighth Pin fighters, but had no experience in fighting against supernatural ability fighters. Monkey from Wensheng School was mainly a fighter with supernatural ability as a supplement, so he could be treated as a fighter in a fight.
While recalling the images of Liu Xunzhen in the promotional video, he took out his phone and sent a message to Yan Zheke.
"No. 9 seeded fighter!"
As he sent out these four words, Lou Cheng's mood gradually calmed down, and his fighting spirit rose bit by bit.
Interesting!
It must be interesting to fight against a powerful supernatural ability fighter!
Especially in the double-elimination, I won't have to go home after one loss.
Of course, I don't want to lose no matter what!
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