Warrior Sage Junior? Phoenix Cup? Challenge Tournament?
All of a sudden, Lou Cheng was a little excited, a little scared, and a little eager to try.
"Master, what kind of tournament is this?" He took a deep breath and asked.
Geezer Shi waved his hand and said, "How would I know? I just asked someone for one. You can search for it on the Internet. In today's society, you can find anything on the Internet. Tsk tsk … "
As he spoke, he left the lake with his hands behind his back.
"What a carefree master …" Lou Cheng complained silently. He flipped the invitation over and over again and found his name and invitation number in the corner. He couldn't wait to take out his phone and start searching on the spot.
"Phoenix Cup Warrior Sage Candidate Challenge Tournament …" He typed in the name and soon got several pages of search results. The first one was an introduction to the official website, and the second one was a link to the Longhu Club forum he was familiar with.
"Uh …" Lou Cheng hesitated and clicked on the second link. It was a post from yesterday from one of the forum members he was familiar with.
"Road to the Arena", who liked to show off and brag, posted a picture with a red gilded invitation card, exactly the same as the one in his hand, but the number and name were deliberately blurred out.
"Sigh, I realized that the martial arts soul in my heart hasn't been completely buried yet. After being sent this invitation, I actually feel restless and want to participate." 'Road to the Arena' added a sentence to the picture with a deliberately vicissitude tone.
"Invincible Punch", a martial arts school student who was quite popular on the forum, replied, "Phoenix Cup Warrior Sage Candidate Challenge Tournament … Master Road, what kind of tournament is this?"
"Road to the Arena" replied with a laughing emoji, "A new tournament organized by the richest man in our province. It will be held in Yanling City and will take five years to make it into the top ten Challenge Tournaments. This year is the first one, so there is no experience in all aspects. The prize money, scale, and level of fighters are set at a lower level, and there is no publicity. It's normal that you don't know about it."
"So it's a new Challenge Tournament for practice …" Lou Cheng had a preliminary understanding of the tournament he was about to participate in.
"Master Road posted the invitation card, so he must be planning to participate." A female ID "Light Sea Blue", who was more active and popular in the forum, said with a dazed panda emoji.
Road to the Arena replied with a funny emoji, "I can't quit! But I've been out of practice for a long time, so I probably won't be able to enter the top 16. I'm ashamed to be a Professional Ninth Pin fighter! "
Damn, what a coincidence! Just randomly participating in a Challenge Tournament and meeting an acquaintance … Lou Cheng didn't reply and just watched quietly. With his amateur level, it was better not to expose himself, lest he become a laughing stock. He just silently watched the former Professional Ninth Pin act tough.
"What's so special about the final sixteen?" Behind the message "Road to the Arena", the little girl "Wonton Seller" sent a head-scratching emoji.
"Road to the Arena" explained, "This Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament doesn't limit the level of fighters and the number of applicants, so it's based on the level of the prize money. Those who enter the top 16 will get 5,000 yuan. Those who enter the top 8 will get another 10,000 yuan. If they win and enter the top 4, they will get another 20,000 yuan. If they enter the final round, they will get another 40,000 yuan. If they become the champion, they will get another 80,000 yuan."
"In other words, the champion will get a total of 155,000 yuan, and the runner-up will get 75,000 yuan. For amateurs, it's quite generous. But for professional fighters, it's probably not that far away. Some Ninth Pin fighters who happen to be free will participate in the tournament, and one or two Eighth Pin fighters who are in need of money will join in the fun. So the level of the tournament is set. As for the scale of the tournament, only the top 16 will get the prize money. Amateurs won't come all the way here. Only those in the city will sign up with the mentality of giving it a try."
Reading these two paragraphs, Lou Cheng almost took a deep breath. This was a much higher level competition than he had expected!
He thought it was a tournament for amateurs. Who knew that there would be so many Professional Ninth Pin fighters, and even Eighth Pin fighters. And Eighth Pin fighters meant that there was a 90% chance that they would be masters of Danqi State. As for Amateur First, Second, and Third Pin fighters, there must be more than enough!
"Is Master deliberately letting me have a good look? Or is it like what he said? He doesn't even know what this invitation is? " Lou Cheng was deep in thought. Fortunately, he didn't have much expectation. He had only been practicing martial arts for three months, so he didn't have much expectation. At most, he felt that he should be stronger than an Amateur Eighth Pin or Ninth Pin fighter. If he kept improving, he could finish his apprenticeship in less than a year.
"Forget it. Anyway, I'm going to accumulate actual combat experience. I hope to fight a few more rounds. Maybe I'll be so lucky that I can make it all the way to the top 16?" Lou Cheng thought optimistically. He moved his eyes down and continued to read the post "Road to the Arena".
"Pretty high level. I thought you could make it to the top 4 in the Little Arena!" "Wonton Seller" liked to add the word "little" in front of everyone's name, regardless of their actual age. She wanted to pull them to her level.
"Road to the Arena" sent a smoking emoji. "I can't. A few years ago, I was confident that I could make it to the top 4. Now, I'm lucky enough to make it to the top 16. I don't expect to make it to the top 8. When my master who taught me martial arts gave me the invitation, he felt it was a pity that I didn't make it."
"No matter what, Master Road, you're still the number one master in our forum." "Beautiful World" comforted him.
"Pig-Riding Knight", the moderator of the forum, also said, "Remember to livestream and show us your style!"
"Okay! Try not to lose face for our forum! "" Road to the Arena "sent an emoji of pushing up glasses with sharp eyes.
"Invincible Punch", a student of martial arts school, said, "Master Road, I'm quite close to Yanling. When will the tournament start? I want to give it a try during the holidays. At least I can gain some actual combat experience. "
"Sure, we can meet face to face. Three to five bottles." "Road to the Arena" replied, "But you have to hurry up. Registration ends at 8: 00 pm tonight. The tournament will start at 9: 00 am the day after tomorrow. There will be four to five rounds of elimination. Then there will be eight groups of four. The top two of each group will enter the top 16."
"Okay, okay! I'll go buy a ticket after registration. The train will arrive in an hour! "" Invincible Punch "replied.
He failed in the October Ranking Event and failed to advance to Professional Ninth Pin. He desperately needed more actual combat experience.
"Above the Sky", the girl, also cheered, "You have to remember to livestream. Dragon King and others are away for the New Year. It's so boring!"
…
Lou Cheng was amused by their interaction. "Well, I can't believe I met two netizens in a regional competition. What the hell is this?" he thought.
But with so many fighters signing up, it's impossible to meet them …
After understanding the general situation of the Phoenix Cup Warrior Sage Candidate Challenge Tournament, Lou Cheng exited the post and went to the official website to confirm all the details. The tournament would start tomorrow (the post was made yesterday). It would last for ten days. If he made it all the way to the end, on average, there would be one tournament per day. Any fighter who wanted to get the prize money would try to win as soon as possible in the initial elimination and group matches to save energy and avoid injury.
"Travel expenses, accommodation expenses, food expenses …" Lou Cheng silently calculated the expenses. "Damn it, I'm going to have to empty my pockets."
That was reserved for when he asked Yan Zheke out!
Apart from the New Year's money, the only cash he could use now was the 500 RMB "Home Fare" and the 500 RMB "Food" he saved before. But there were too many things to spend money on: the train to Yanling, the train from Yanling to home, ten days … Uh, I'm sure I won't make it to the finals. Top 16 is out of the question. Maybe I'll be lucky in the group matches? That means I'll have to stay in the hotel for seven days and eat every day … I can't even afford to stay in a small hotel …
After thinking for a while, Lou Cheng called home and told his mother that he had something to do at school and would be back in seven or eight days.
Fortunately, he had told his mother that he had to wait for Yan Zheke before!
After winning the extra 500 RMB, he felt a little relieved and bought the tickets with the money he had already saved in the payment app on his mobile phone.
Because it wasn't the Spring Festival yet, the tickets to Yanling were easy to buy. To save money, he bought a ticket past 9 PM and arrived at Yanling after 12 AM. He was lucky enough to have a few tickets to go home from Yanling, so he didn't have to fight for them on the app.
"It's already very late today. I'll stay in a hotel near the bus station and go to the competition venue with my luggage the next day. If I lose, I'll go back to the bus station and see if I can change my ticket. If I win, I'll find another small hotel nearby …" Lou Cheng made a plan. If he could book the tickets online, he would book them first so that he wouldn't be stunned when they were all full.
After doing all this, Lou Cheng logged into QQ and wanted to share his plan with Yan Zheke.
When he was about to send the message, he suddenly stopped and muttered in his heart.
It doesn't seem right to tell Yan Zheke about the Challenge Tournament first. If I'm eliminated in the first round and she asks about it, how embarrassing would that be? I'd better tell her after the result is good and share it with her …
But if I share it with her later, will she think that I'm a person who likes to hide things? How could I pretend that nothing happened and not mention it at all …
After thinking about it, Lou Cheng decided to be honest and sent a laughing emoji,
"Since you're not going back to Xiushan, I found a Challenge Tournament to increase my actual combat experience."
At nine o 'clock in the morning, Yan Zheke replied with an envious emoji with shining eyes.
"What Challenge Tournament?"
"Phoenix Cup Warrior Sage Candidate Challenge Tournament in Yanling City. Geezer Shi mentioned it casually, so I thought that since I have nothing to do, I might as well sign up for it. The tournament starts tomorrow and my train tonight …" Lou Cheng gave a brief introduction of the Challenge Tournament.
"My flight is tomorrow morning, so I can't make it … You have to do your best and don't disgrace our Songcheng University Martial Arts Club! I'll be watching you! "Yan Zheke sent an emoji with bright eyes.
They chatted until 5 PM. Lou Cheng quickly put his change of clothes, several sets of training clothes, other sundries and his laptop into his big backpack. Most of the rest were locked in the cupboard, so he didn't have to worry about not having enough clothes to wear at home.
Carrying the big backpack, he felt much lighter than before. He first said goodbye to Zhao Qiang and the others, and then knocked on the door of the small dormitory next door.
"Talker, my train is tonight. What about you?" He asked Cai Zongming.
Cai Zongming smiled and said, "I don't know yet. My girlfriend will go to Songcheng first and play for a few days before going back."
Looking at his smile of a winner in life, Lou Cheng clenched his fist and punched him on the shoulder,
"See you next year!"
"See you next year!" Cai Zongming waved his hand.
Without the melancholy of parting, Lou Cheng hurried to the school bus station. There were already many people waiting there, and it took him more than half an hour to get his turn.
After putting down his luggage and sitting in his seat, the campus scenery passed by quickly. Weishui Lake was covered with a thin layer of ice, the teaching building shrouded in the dreary dusk, and the commercial street with few pedestrians passed by quickly in Lou Cheng's eyes.
At this time, he felt a little emotional that he was going to leave this place for a month.
…
In the train, Yan Zheke went to bed at 11 PM because she had to get up early tomorrow to fly to Jiangnan Province. Lou Cheng took a nap and woke up abruptly, only to find that they would arrive at Yanling in ten minutes.
Outside the window, the night was dark, and the strange lights were faintly receding. Lou Cheng stared at the scene in a daze, with some melancholy and fear rising in his heart.
He was going to a completely strange city!
The scenery he was going to see was completely strange!
In a strange city, he didn't really know anyone, and he couldn't feel the familiar warmth in the strange scenery.
The train stopped, and he followed the crowd out of the station. A cold wind blew, clear and cold.
Lou Cheng shivered and declined the offers of black buses and small hotels. Carrying a big backpack, he looked at the GPS on his mobile phone and walked on a wide road to a nearby hotel.
The road was quiet, and there were few people in sight. There were trees on both sides of the road, like monsters with their mouths wide open in the night. It was not much different from other cities, but the strange smell was still blowing in his face. Accompanied by the darkness, Lou Cheng felt like a stranger in a strange land.
In the past, when he went to a strange place, he was not alone. He was either accompanied by his parents, relatives, master, or classmates in the Martial Arts Club. But this time, he was traveling alone in a strange land, for the dream of martial arts, for the new stage of his life!
Thinking of his dream, thinking of Yan Zheke, thinking of the Challenge Tournament, Lou Cheng took a deep breath. In the dark night, in a strange city, in an empty space, in a slow jog, softly humming an old song.
"I know my future is not a dream."
"I've lived every minute seriously."
"My future is not a dream."
…
The night was as cold as water. The song was low, and the figure was fading away.
PS: I want to be on the homepage on Monday ~
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