Lou Cheng was enlightened. He looked at Cai Zongming and said,
"It's not a feeling, it's a fact …"
Damn it, I was ridiculed by my brother-in-law!
I thought he was a cold and serious person!
Cai Zongming chuckled. With his back to Lin Que, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Cheng, go! Beat him up! "
He knew that at this distance, no matter how low his voice was, it couldn't escape Lin Que's ears. He just wanted to be funny and liven up the atmosphere.
"You're making it sound like a dog biting someone." Lou Cheng looked at him with disdain. "Why don't you do it yourself?"
"Do it myself? Then should I beat him up? Or should I ask for a beating? "Cai Zongming spread his hands.
"Haha, I thought of that joke. A hunter hunting a bear …" Lou Cheng pursed his lips and held back his laughter. He didn't continue.
Cai Zongming was well-informed about such jokes. He didn't need to finish listening to them to understand. He also trembled and almost burst out laughing. "Bitch" in his heart.
At this time, Ji Lan finished the stone steps and stepped into the arena. She stood opposite Yan Zheke.
Seeing her, Yan Zheke suddenly had an idea. Should she leave the arena now and give the opportunity to senior brother Li Mao to help him get rid of his worries and complete his reincarnation?
In December last year, Li Mao was too nervous and lost to Ji Lan. That was why Songcheng University Martial Arts Club's hope of advancing to the next round was lost.
While thinking, she rejected the idea. She felt that it was too ritualistic. It was not only disrespectful to Ji Lan, but also put more pressure on senior brother Li Mao. Maybe it would be self-defeating.
Just let nature take its course … Yan Zheke sighed silently. She seized the last bit of time to continue recovering her body.
Although the battle just now didn't last long, the high-intensity battle with the senior Professional Ninth Pin still took a lot of energy out of her. Especially during the process of painstakingly creating an opportunity, she was highly strung. Once it was over, it was inevitable that she would feel tired.
When she exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, the referee raised his right hand and announced,
"Begin the second round!"
When Ji Lan first collected information about Songcheng University Martial Arts Club, she found that Yan Zheke didn't participate in the Amateur Ranking Event in September. She had suspected that Yan Zheke might have surpassed the level of Amateur First Pin and would reach the level of Professional Ninth Pin in late October. However, it seemed that Yan Zheke didn't sign up, which made Ji Lan uncertain about her speculation. She thought that she was overthinking. Unexpectedly, Yan Zheke really had the strength of Professional Ninth Pin and even defeated the team leader Gu Yue in a head-on battle!
The members of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club were all monsters!
Ji Lan changed her mind and chose the guerrilla fight that she was best at. She nimbly moved to Yan Zheke's side, slid close to her, and gave her a low kick, which made a crisp sound.
Yan Zheke swung her right shoulder backward and pulled her body to face Ji Lan. She took advantage of the situation and whipped out her leg, which tore the air and made a sharp sound in the ring.
Bang!
When the two legs collided, Yan Zheke quickly swung her right leg back and used the momentum to punch Ji Lan's abdomen.
Ji Lan knew how terrible the 24 Blizzard Strikes was. Once they collided, she immediately used the momentum to retreat. Her footwork was light and coordinated, leaving no chance for her opponent to follow up.
Seeing this, Yan Zheke arched her feet and rushed forward silently, quickly chasing after her opponent. One of them retreated, and the other advanced. The distance between them narrowed quickly, as if they were dancing.
During this process, Ji Lan changed her direction several times, but she was not as agile as Yan Zheke who had begun to control her center of gravity. She could not get rid of her opponent and was about to be attacked.
At this moment, she suddenly stopped, which made Yan Zheke unable to stop in time. Yan Zheke took a step forward, and the distance between them was less than an arm's length.
With a bang, Ji Lan raised her right leg high and kicked her opponent's chin as fast as lightning.
Her movement was like the kind of movement in dance where one would raise one's leg and press it against one's shoulder to stretch the ligaments. But such a fierce and fast force would hurt the body and make it unstable if one's ligaments, fascia, and muscles had not been trained to a certain level.
This kick came suddenly and without warning, like an assassin's attack. Yan Zheke's back was covered in cold sweat, and she realized that she had been careless.
In a split second, she used her waist as a fulcrum and leaned back, trying to avoid this dangerous kick.
At the same time, she raised her hands according to her usual practice to resolve the follow-up killing move.
Bang! The shadow of the kick flashed in front of Yan Zheke's eyes, and the sound of the wind hit her face.
After the kick missed, Ji Lan exerted strength in her waist and back, pulling the right leg that was raised high, and made an aggressive "Axe Chop", swinging it between her opponent's chest and abdomen.
Serial Kick Technique!
Yan Zheke half raised her body and raised her hands in time. One of her arms was raised to block the back of her opponent's Achilles tendon, while the other hand was empty and pushed to the side.
As soon as the two sides touched, she lowered her arms to reduce the force. Together with the push from the side, she barely blocked the Axe Kick.
Just when the spectators were relieved, Ji Lan took advantage of Yan Zheke's block and leaped into the air. Her left leg flew out and kicked at her opponent's body.
Triple Kick Technique!
Seeing that Yan Zheke couldn't raise her hands or legs to block the attack and was in imminent danger, she bounced her waist and straightened her body with great strength.
Taking advantage of this momentum, she pulled back her arm that was blocking Ji Lan's Tomahawk Chop. With a flip and a push, she forcefully shook off Ji Lan and threw her far away, avoiding the fatal kick.
After the three consecutive kicks failed to hit the target, Ji Lan immediately changed back to a wandering battle. She moved her legs and kept changing her position. From time to time, she would close in and kick, low, sideways, and roundhouse kicks.
Yan Zheke also calmed down and countered the moves as they came, but she didn't give up the previous fighting style. Once she found an opportunity, she would chase and attack, but she was more cautious in her mind.
During the chase and the exchange of blows, she locked onto her opponent again. Relying on her own flexibility, she gradually narrowed the distance between her and Ji Lan, making it impossible for her to get rid of her.
Ji Lan gritted her teeth and suddenly jumped up. She kicked her legs quickly, fiercely, and fiercely!
I've been waiting for you! Yan Zheke had watched Ji Lan's competition videos and had the previous experience, so she was prepared for this. Her spine suddenly bounced like a dragon breaking out of its shackles.
She stretched her muscles and bounced her waist and back, forcibly changing her center of gravity. She pulled her body back and dodged to the side, dodging Ji Lan's consecutive kicks in the air.
Seizing the opportunity, she stretched out her hands and pushed to the side of Ji Lan. Ji Lan immediately flew diagonally and fell down.
With a shake of her feet, Yan Zheke rushed forward. Before Ji Lan could steady herself, Yan Zheke put her right foot in between her legs and leaned forward, making Ji Lan completely lose her center of gravity and fall backward.
Yan Zheke caught Ji Lan with her left hand and straightened her body. With a shake of her right arm, she punched Ji Lan's temple with a bang.
"Round two, Yan Zheke wins!" The referee shouted loudly.
Yan Zheke retracted her hand comfortably. She gasped for breath and felt that she was almost at her limit.
In the battle just now, she was so focused that she didn't think about this problem. She just wanted to defeat Ji Lan before she really couldn't hold on anymore.
Ji Lan glanced at her and sighed dejectedly. She shook her head and turned back to the stone stairs. Fei Sanli touched his bald head and stood up helplessly. Gu Zhen and Gu Yue also looked gloomy. If this situation continued, their Martial Arts Club might not even be able to see the leader of the other side. That would be too shameful!
Without waiting for Fei Sanli to come to the arena, Yan Zheke waved to the audience on both sides with a sweet smile and left the arena amidst waves of cheers.
Lou Cheng walked up to her, extended his fist, and bumped it with hers. He praised her sincerely,
"Awesome!"
Before this, he thought that Yan Zheke's achievement would be perfect if she could defeat Gu Yue. Unexpectedly, she defeated two opponents in a row!
Yan Zheke smiled and raised her chin. She said, "Do you admire me?"
"Yes, very much!" Lou Cheng answered with a smile.
He didn't care about Shu Rui who was recording the match nearby. This reporter should have known about his relationship with Yan Zheke. After all, she almost stopped them from being intimate.
At this time, Li Mao left his seat and walked to them.
"Come on!" Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke bumped fists with him.
Since Li Mao and Fei Sanli were new to the arena, they didn't need to recover their strength. The referee asked the staff to clean up the arena.
Li Mao stood in a clean and empty place. Looking at the bald martial artist not far away, he couldn't help but think of the past. He sighed.
At that time, he was trembling with fear and nervousness. At that time, he was filled with self-blame, regret, and pain. He really did not expect his current situation at all.
Nervousness almost didn't affect the match! He even had a chance to reach the Professional Ninth Pin!
He closed his eyes and recalled Coach Shi's consolation and guidance, Lou Cheng's persuasion and encouragement, and the understanding and support of the special training members of the Martial Arts Club.
Thank you, thank you all!
At the home team's seats, Lou Cheng sat down with the exhausted Yan Zheke and looked up at the arena.
"What is senior brother Li Mao thinking about?" He saw Li Mao with his eyes closed and gossiped out of boredom.
Cai Zongming took the initiative to answer, "Maybe he's thanking the country, the TV station, Songcheng University or something like that."
"Don't talk nonsense." Lou Cheng glanced at him.
"You know it's nonsense? We can't read senior brother Li Mao's mind. How can we know what he's thinking? That question of yours was wrong to begin with! "Cai Zongming chuckled.
After listening to their "crosstalk" for a while, Yan Zheke leaned over and whispered in Lou Cheng's ear,
"Do you think senior brother Li Mao can win?"
"There's hope. Although senior brother Li Mao has only started the Internal Training Method for a month and is still at the level of a strong amateur first class, and Fei Sanli is almost at the level of a professional ninth class fighter. But he participated in the Ranking Event and fought a few days of high-intensity matches, so he won't be in good condition. Let's say 60 to 40. Senior brother Li Mao, 40 to 40." Lou Cheng analyzed.
"It sounds like you want senior brother Li Mao to lose?" Yan Zheke opened her eyes and said with a smile.
"If he loses, I'll have a chance to fight." Lou Cheng said with a smile.
Yan Zheke pursed her lips and looked at him from the corner of her eyes. She said with a smile, "Is it interesting for you to bully a potential professional ninth class fighter after a hard fight?"
Lou Cheng thought for a while and sighed while covering his face.
"It's not interesting …"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
