It was almost twelve o 'clock. The last match of the morning was in the central ring. The two contestants stepped on the stone steps and came to the left and right of the referee respectively.
The audience was in an uproar, talking and flashing lights one after another.
It seemed that this was the match that everyone had been looking forward to. Lou Cheng didn't take the other match sheets, so he could only look around with blank and innocent eyes.
He couldn't hold back his curiosity and seized the opportunity to ask a passerby next to him, "You're so enthusiastic. Who's in the match?"
The passerby had an alien face. He raised his eyebrows,
"You don't know?"
"Why should I know …" Lou Cheng was unconvinced, but he said with a smile, "I forgot to take the sheet. Anyway, I'm just looking around."
The passerby curled his lips and answered Lou Cheng's question, "This is today's match between the two fighters of the highest rank and the closest strength, Professional Ninth Pin versus Amateur Second Pin. Do you see the girl in the pink and white martial arts suit? Her name is Ye Youting, Professional Ninth Pin and the young master of the 'Yiye Martial Arts Club' in Yanling. She is famous for her tiger-shaped and leopard-shaped Kung Fu. Her opponent is Guan Yan, a disciple of 'Jiuzhen Martial Arts Club'.
"Professional Ninth Pin versus Amateur Second Pin? It's barely a match … "Lou Cheng had seen the real strength of Professional Ninth Pin, so he had no confidence in Guan Yan. But for the first round of the knockout match, the gap of two Pins was very small, so the audience couldn't be picky.
Ye Youting was tall, with thick eyebrows and a straight nose. She looked pretty in the pink and white martial arts suit. She said to Guan Yan,
"If you can take three strikes from me, I'll admit defeat."
Guan Yan, who was strong and sturdy, was a bit angry at her words. "Although there is a big gap between us, I'm not easy to deal with. I won't allow you to humiliate me!"
In Yanling, he and Ye Youting had met each other in various martial arts activities, but they had never talked or competed with each other. Today was the first time they met in the ring. He did not expect the opponent to be such an arrogant woman. It was true that hearing about her was not as good as meeting her in person!
Ye Youting looked relaxed and smiled, "Then let's have a try."
After that, she stopped talking and waited for the three minutes to pass, waiting for the referee's announcement.
"Begin!"
As soon as the referee finished speaking, Ye Youting jumped out with a gust of wind, like a cheetah galloping from a standstill. Her momentum was enough to frighten many fighters.
In the blink of an eye, she'd already closed the distance between them. Her feet shook as the energy in her entire body was twisted into a single strand. She clenched her right hand into a fist, and it seemed as if she was holding an enormous axe or heavy iron hammer. It oppressed the air, whistled through the air, and fiercely smashed down in both form and spirit.
Guan Yan subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Ye Youting's words suddenly flashed in his mind: as long as he could block three attacks, she would directly admit defeat.
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Lou Cheng saw Guan Yan's expression suddenly change. The defense line formed by his arms was forcibly opened by Ye Youting's strength. His chest was empty and he was directly hit by the fist that still had momentum. He lost his center of gravity. Then, Ye Youting exerted strength under her feet, opened her fist, and pushed Guan Yan down the stairs.
With only one hit and one push, Guan Yan of Amateur Second Pin was defeated!
Lou Cheng opened his mouth slightly as the referee's voice rang in his ears.
"Ye Youting wins!"
The spectators didn't realize what had happened until Ye Youting left the ring. Then they came back to their senses and started to clamor.
"When did the gap between an Amateur Second Pin and a Professional Ninth Pin become so big?"
"Guan Yan is a well-known figure in the amateur martial arts circle. How could he not block a single blow?"
"Is Ye Youting of Professional Eighth Pin already?"
In the midst of the discussion, Lou Cheng's heart was still palpitating. Most of the pride and satisfaction from his victory over Liu Yinglong had dissipated.
Ye Youting defeated Guan Yan with her strength alone!
Strength alone!
When Lin Que, a Professional Ninth Pin who was close to the Danqi State, fought with Chen Changhua and other Amateur First and Second Pin fighters, the gap in strength was not so big. He didn't even have a big advantage!
Could it be that Ye Youting was born with great strength?
No, if she was so strong with her strength alone, plus the tiger and leopard forms that she was good at, she should be able to reach Professional Eighth Pin or even Seventh Pin before the Danqi State. She shouldn't be in such a low level now, unless she made a rapid progress in a short time and didn't have time to participate in the Ranking Event.
This was one possibility. Another possibility was that the blow just now had something else to do with it. Maybe it was a skill of "born with great strength" plus a short burst, which increased her strength a lot in an instant and reached the level of crushing, which couldn't be sustained.
Yes, maybe that was the case! Otherwise, why did Ye Youting provoke Guan Yan with the "limit of three moves"?
She wanted to win beautifully, so she used moves that could at most burst for three or four times, like my Lightning and Fire Stance.
After thinking it through, Lou Cheng didn't feel relieved. Instead, he admired her even more. The gap between him and a Professional Ninth Pin fighter was very obvious. With Ye Youting's cheetah-like speed, he couldn't have dodged that blow just now. He could only take it head-on. But if he did, Guan Yan's ending was obvious.
If the power of the Mega Avalanche of the 24 Blizzard Strikes and the explosion of the Lightning and Fire Stance, how far would his strength be from Ye Youting's strike just now? Was there any hope to take it head-on?
While thinking, Lou Cheng left the arena and came to the service desk that was empty.
"Please give me the checked luggage." Lou Cheng handed the number plate and luggage tag to the service desk girl.
Because of the Phoenix Cup Warrior Sage Candidate Challenge Tournament, the hotels around were all full. The small hotel he booked had to be checked in before 2: 00 p.m., or the reservation would be canceled.
The service desk girl took the two round tags and looked at them. She immediately looked up at Lou Cheng and found the key to open the storage room behind her. She found Lou Cheng's backpack and gave it back to him along with the tag.
"Thank you." Lou Cheng said politely. He put on the backpack and the tag and walked out of the arena.
The service desk girl saw him off. She suddenly turned her head and said to her companion at the service desk, "Hey, hey, is that the college student with no rank who defeated Liu Yinglong of Baiyuan Martial Arts School?"
"Him? He doesn't look very strong. " The other girl stood on tiptoe and looked at Lou Cheng's back. "Let's wait and see the result of his second round tomorrow."
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Lou Cheng entered the lobby of Fulin Hotel and saw a lot of people in martial arts suits waiting in line to check in.
"Business is so good …" He sighed and stood at the end of the line. He habitually took out his phone and logged in QQ to see if Yan Zheke had replied to him.
Beep beep beep beep beep beep. Lou Cheng saw Yan Zheke's cute cat profile picture jumping.
"You just landed. Not bad. You didn't disgrace our Songcheng University Martial Arts Club!" A few minutes ago, Yan Zheke sent a laughing emoji covering its mouth. "(microphone) How do you feel about winning your first official match?"
Lou Cheng couldn't help but smile. He tapped his thumb and sent a proud emoji of a man wearing sunglasses. "What do you think? Well, thank you CCTV, thank you MTV, thank you KTV … No, thank you Yan Zheke, thank you Coach Shi, thank you Martial Arts Club, thank you Lin Que. "
After a few seconds, Yan Zheke replied with a laughing emoji and then a frowning emoji. "I'm serious about my feelings!"
Lou Cheng answered seriously, "I was a little nervous at that time because my opponent was of a much higher rank than me. But when it came to the real fight, I forgot to be nervous. I just wanted to show my plan and practice."
"First of all, you don't have a rank. 'A much higher rank than me' is wrong. Second, what rank is he?" Yan Zheke asked with a curious emoji of an internet celebrity cat.
Lou Cheng looked at the screen and smiled. "Amateur Fourth Pin."
Yan Zheke sent a cat emoji of "I was so scared that I dropped my dried fish". "Really?"
"Really! I would lie to anyone but you! "Lou Cheng secretly expressed his respect for the girl again.
Yan Zheke sent a "patting head" emoji and said, "Well, Cheng has always been honest. How did you win? How did your strength improve so fast? I don't think my brain is enough. "
"Know yourself and know your enemy. After I saw my opponent, I asked for detailed information and found that he was good at Full Arm Boxing. Then I looked for videos of Full Arm Boxing and found that their footwork was flexible and they liked to jump around to control their opponent."
Lou Cheng didn't hide anything in front of the girl he admired. "According to this information, I made a plan. First, I sold my back to my opponent and let him think that his footwork was good enough to force me into a corner and make him lower his guard. Then I used Yin-Yang Stance to make him lose his moves and went around to his back. With the explosion of 24 Blizzard Strikes and Lightning and Fire Stance, I won the fight. After that, I calmly dealt with it and took advantage of the victory … Well, the key to winning was that he didn't know me and underestimated me."
After a few minutes, Yan Zheke replied, "I just got off the plane. After reading your description, I feel like I'm also participating in a competition and fighting with such an opponent. It's so satisfying and wonderful. In fact, my grandpa also said that martial arts rank is the embodiment of long-term stability. However, when it comes to a single competition, there are too many factors that can affect the outcome of the competition."
I'm the continuation of your martial arts dream … Lou Cheng said in his heart, "You'll have such a chance in the future."
Yan Zheke sent a pitiful emoji. "You've improved so fast. I didn't expect you to be like this Cheng! I can't slack off either! "
The number of people in front of Lou Cheng gradually decreased until there were only four people left. They were all wearing dark green martial arts suits with mountain-shaped patterns on the cuffs and collars. One was an old man, one was a young man, and two were girls in their twenties.
They booked two rooms, took the room cards, and left the front desk.
When walking to the elevator, the young man with a crew cut looked back at Lou Cheng and whispered, "Are you also participating in the Challenge Tournament?"
The old man looked at Lou Cheng and saw that he was happily chatting with his cellphone with a silly smile on his face. He shook his head and said, "Just a fan. He's here to watch the competition."
The young man didn't say more and pressed the elevator button. The joints of his right hand were thick and slightly iron-colored.
Lou Cheng checked in and got a double bed room for himself. This was a luxury for the sake of a good rest and competition. Jindan could restore physical strength but not mental strength, and it wasn't that extravagant. The room here was small and the facilities were old. Even the express hotel couldn't compare with it. It only cost a little more than 100 yuan.
Yan Zheke had gotten up early and was airsick. When she got home, she chatted for a while and then went to sleep. Lou Cheng didn't get enough sleep last night. Today's competition was over, so he felt relieved. He rested for a while and then took a nap.
When he woke up, the sky was dark and the room was silent, as if it was doomsday.
Lou Cheng calmed down and checked his cellphone. He found that the competition between Road to the Arena and Invincible Punch had ended. Both of them won and posted their photos as promised.
Road to the Arena had a short parted hairstyle. He was good-looking and energetic, but he had dark circles under his eyes. Invincible Punch was tall and handsome, with a buzz cut and sword-like eyebrows. Many replies were sent to him.
Seeing that the afternoon was almost over, Lou Cheng didn't want to go to the martial arts club anymore. Instead, he went to the park nearby to practice and find dinner. After that, he went back to his room and lay on the bed, chatting with Yan Zheke and his classmates. He also browsed the BBS and watched videos on Weibo.
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At 8: 40 the next day, a middle-aged man in a leather jacket arrived at the martial arts club. He approached a screen and looked for the details of the competition list with his eyes wide open.
"Number 656, Lou Cheng …" He whispered.
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Liu Yinglong and other disciples followed Yu Haichao and stepped into the competition venue again.
Yu Haichao looked at the big screen from afar and murmured to himself,
"Number 656, Lou Cheng …"
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Lou Cheng was also standing in front of the big screen, looking for his number and name to determine his opponent in the second round of knockout.
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