After hearing Li Mao's words, the whole locker room fell into silence, as if they were asking themselves if Songcheng University Martial Arts Club was a worthy opponent for Peng Leyun.
In such an atmosphere, Yan Zheke smiled and answered,
"No matter what, we are not opponents that he can take lightly. So this time, he will definitely not be the last one to come out."
"Why?" Sun Jian blurted out.
Isn't this a contradiction? Peng Leyun didn't come out in advance when he fought Huahai and Guangnan last year!
Yan Zheke smiled and glanced at Lou Cheng. "Because Cheng's supernatural ability can restrain the Corvine Mouth. If Shanbei doesn't want to give us a free match, they will definitely let Xu Wannian come out last. In this way, even if he encounters Cheng, it will be Cheng who has fought hard. He will have a chance to win with his own martial arts strength. Besides, no one knows whether his Lucky Star can still reflect the Corvine Mouth when Cheng's condition is low."
Without a similar supernatural ability user to help him do the experiment, Lou Cheng couldn't figure it out himself. But he vaguely felt that since this supernatural ability was rooted in the Jindan, his own condition wouldn't affect the result too much.
Hearing Yan Zheke's explanation, everyone calmed down from their tense state and expressed their agreement one after another.
"Xu Wannian will be the last one to come out. Do you think Peng Leyun will be the vanguard directly or let Fang Zhirong test us first to wear us down?" Li Mao asked thoughtfully.
Cai Zongming waved his hand. "That's easy. You can figure it out with your toes!"
"Go ahead." Sun Jian, Lin Hua and the others looked at Little Ming with surprise and expectation. Only Lou Cheng glanced at him, doubting that he could say anything good.
"Peng Leyun will either be the first or the second one to come out." Talker answered seriously.
Pfft! Sun Jian chuckled and gritted his teeth. "You really should be the first to go up. Show off your glib tongue. Look at all of us teammates, we all miss you, Aruba!" Sun Jian said in a good mood.
Aruba was a game of punishment. It was to lift a boy up, spread his legs, and rub his crotch against a pillar. It was both mentally and physically cruel.
"I see that you are nervous, so I help you relax. You, you, don't treat me like this! " Cai Zongming answered with a smile. When he saw Lou Cheng, Sun Jian, and Li Mao looking at him with malicious eyes, he stuttered and quickly returned to the topic. "In fact, what I want to say is that whether Peng Leyun is the first or the second, it won't have much effect on our order. Since Xu Wannian is the last one, we will definitely be the same as Lin Que and Lou Cheng. After all, if we defeat Fang Zhirong and Peng Leyun, it's definitely better for Cheng to deal with Xu Wannian than for Lin Que to deal with him!"
As for the other contestant, like Xu Wannian, he would definitely be placed at the end of the match to avoid giving the other contestant a free match.
"That makes sense." Sun Jian pondered for a moment and nodded. "Then it's not you, Aruba!"
Beside them, He Zi watched and listened attentively, using her eyes and ears to record the details of the interactions between her senior brothers and sisters. As for Shu Rui, in order to ensure that everyone was in good condition, Geezer Shi refused her suggestion to come in and record the daily routine before the match.
Yan Zheke had been quietly listening to Li Mao's second question. Now she smiled and said, "That's right.
With a smile, she said, "Actually, Cheng and I both think that Peng Leyun will be the second contestant."
"Why?" Lin Hua, Li Mao, and the others all looked at her and Lou Cheng.
Did Peng Leyun pay special attention to him or not? Lou Cheng didn't say anything.
He just looked at Yan Zheke with a smile, waiting for her to explain.
She pursed her lips and said, "This has nothing to do with Peng Leyun. It's because of Fang Zhirong's character and thoughts. He is very arrogant, unruly, and maverick. When we talked about the Heavenly Sons of the Era, he was only mentioned briefly. When we talked about the clash between Shanbei and Songcheng University, he was ignored again. Most of the time, it was Peng Leyun who fought against Cheng and Lin Que. With his character, I think he will be very unhappy. He will hold back his anger and want to prove himself. Most of the time, he will take the initiative to fight against Cheng or Lin Que in their best condition. If Peng Leyun doesn't have a choice, then the most natural choice is to accept."
"With Peng Leyun's strength and self-confidence, he will definitely accept." Lin Hua clapped her hands lightly, as if she had suddenly understood.
"After hearing what you said, I think Shanbei will most likely fight in the order of Fang Zhirong, Peng Leyun, and Xu Wannian." Sun Jian shook his finger to show his agreement.
Yan Zheke looked around and saw Lou Cheng's encouraging eyes. She took a deep breath and continued,
"For us, there are only two options. For Shanbei, each has its own advantages and disadvantages."
"If Lin Que is the vanguard, it will be a big burden to defeat Fang Zhirong, and it will be difficult to exhaust Peng Leyun. A Professional Sixth Pin in the Dan stage has abnormal physical strength. In this case, Cheng won't have much hope to defeat Peng Leyun, who is about 80% of his strength. But if he succeeds, he will have a psychological advantage against Xu Wannian. Even if he can't win, he will push Xu Wannian to his limit and give us a chance to hold the line."
Xu Wannian, who was close to his limit, was not strong enough to turn the situation around if he faced a Professional Ninth Pin or a Professional Ninth Pin fighter in perfect condition. The simplest example was whether he still had the ability to find a chance to speak.
— The legend of Lou Cheng's unlimited physical strength had been broken. It was foreseeable that Xu Wannian would not be shaken by this.
Everyone listened thoughtfully. They watched Yan Zheke solemnly analyze the second option. "If Lou Cheng is the vanguard, he can take advantage of his physical strength. After defeating Fang Zhirong, he can let Peng Leyun fight fiercely and leave Lin Que with enough hope. This is better than the first option. But a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. After defeating Peng Leyun, Lin Que is likely to be defeated quickly by Corvine Beak. And Xu Wannian, who is in good condition, should have no problem defeating any of us."
Speaking of this, she looked at Geezer Shi, who had been silent all this time, and said, "Coach Shi, which option is up to you in the end?"
Geezer Shi coughed twice and laughed.
"Let's pick the last one first. Li Mao, you go."
"Yes, Coach Shi!" Li Mao answered in surprise.
Yan Zheke, on the other hand, was a little gloomy. Because it was the hateful period again!
After her physical fitness had reached the level of a Professional Ninth Pin, her menstrual cycle had become very regular. It was less early or late, and it was the same this time. Tomorrow was the official date. She had originally thought that she could fight today, but in the afternoon, perhaps due to the pressure of facing the defending champion, she felt like her period was coming.
If it was just a strong opponent, she felt that she could fight in such a condition. But the opponent was Shanbei, a terrible enemy that she had to squeeze every chance to win. Considering that her condition was deteriorating, she rationally chose to give up and give the opportunity to Li Mao, who was in good condition and had made great progress.
She hoped that Senior Brother Li Mao would not be nervous at the end …
While she was in emotional turmoil, she suddenly felt that her hand was held by Lou Cheng quietly.
They looked at each other and did not say anything.
Geezer Shi cleared his throat and laughed.
"Since the order of Lin Que, Lou Cheng, and Lou Cheng has advantages and disadvantages, then we …"
He made a decision with a "hey".
"Let's draw lots!"
Ah? Draw lots? Lou Cheng was a little dumbfounded, so were the other members.
Isn't this too childish?
…
In the locker room of Shanbei University.
Huang Qing, a middle-aged coach with white hair, glanced at Xu Wannian and said, "You'll fight last."
He was a senior coach in the university martial arts circle. Although he was only at Professional Eighth Pin in the Dan stage, he was very good at teaching newcomers. He had trained countless Professional Ninth Pin fighters, including nearly ten in the Danqi stage. Many martial arts clubs, martial arts schools, and even clubs had hired him with high salaries. Unfortunately, he preferred the atmosphere of the university and thought that the treatment was not bad, so he stayed in the circle. In the last two or three years, he had been working quietly behind the scenes, overshadowed by Peng Leyun.
"Okay!" Xu Wannian heaved a sigh of relief and replied happily.
Huang Qing was about to continue the arrangement when Fang Zhirong suddenly stepped forward and said,
"Coach, I want to fight first!"
Looking at his stubborn eyes and freckles, Huang Qing unconsciously glanced at Peng Leyun, only to see that the Heavenly son of the era had come back from his daze and was smiling casually.
"Okay, you'll be the vanguard." Huang Qing agreed to Fang Zhirong's request.
This "bad boy" took a bit of a wrong path when he entered the university. Thanks to Huang Qing's correction and guidance, he was able to maintain his progress and reach the Dan stage in one year. He was Huang Qing's proud disciple.
Fang Zhirong nodded hard, then took a deep breath and looked out of the door.
I'll prove to everyone that I'm also a Heavenly son of the era!
…
The copyright of this year's University Martial Arts Competition was bought by a big video website, so the match between Shanbei and Songcheng University could only be watched on the Internet.
"Brahman" had two braids hanging in front of her and a pile of snacks in front of her. Her eyes were focused on the computer screen, listening to the conversation between the host and the guest commentator, a high-ranked Dan stage grandpa, Zhang He.
"After listening to Senior Zhang's analysis, I have a general idea. Today's highlight is not whether Songcheng University can beat Shanbei, but whether Lou Cheng and Lin Que can take turns to beat Peng Leyun." The host said excitedly.
Bullet comments floated over his head.
"I don't think it's possible."
"Come on, Le Zai. Prove that they are fake Heavenly sons!"
"A Professional Sixth Pin fighter's physical strength is abnormal. Peng Leyun really has a chance to win two matches in a row!"
"Shangqing Sect Fan Group reporting!"
"Wuyue Club is not afraid. Lou Cheng will create another miracle!"
Seeing that Peng Leyun's supporters obviously had the upper hand in the bullet comments, "Brahman" was so angry that she pulled her braids and reached out to turn off the bullet comments.
So angry!
Out of sight, out of mind!
…
In the office of the Martial Arts Club of Capital College, a group of members were watching the projected live broadcast.
"Hasn't the president come yet?" Shen You, who looked clean, asked worriedly.
When a cute girl with a round face heard this question, she exclaimed and replied embarrassedly, "Senior Sister, Senior Sister said that she would come over by herself. She told me not to wait for her."
Shen You covered her face. "Oh no, she must be lost again. You guys watch first. I'll call her."
…
In the lively and jubilant atmosphere, Yan Xiaoling, Mu Jinnian, and others were a little nervous. Until Geezer Shi came out first, followed by Lou Cheng and Lin Que, they cheered up and forgot their fear. They took out the small trumpet and blew the welcome horn.
When both sides were seated, the referee, a high-ranked Dan stage, stepped into the arena. The broadcast began to announce the two sides of the first match.
"First round, Fang Zhirong …"
The announcer paused deliberately to let Fang Zhirong receive the cheers of the audience.
Then he shouted in a normal tone,
"Against Lin Que!"
The focal battle was about to start.
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