"One against three!"
"One against three!"
Hearing the excited shouts, Lou Cheng smiled and turned to look at the seats of Hudong University. He saw the tall and thin Wu Yong slowly stand up with a serious face.
It's meaningless to leave a Professional Ninth Pin opponent for my brother-in-law …
And anyone with a discerning eye can see that I still have some strength left. If I leave now, it'll seem like I'm discriminating against the weak and disrespectful to Wu Yong as a fighter …
Besides, I haven't really done one against three. I have to experience it!
Since it's like this, I'll be a good man until the end!
Lou Cheng made up his mind and moved his feet slightly apart. He repositioned his stance and pretended to be waiting for the third round. He was eager to have a try.
No matter how much experience he had, no matter how mature he was, he couldn't hide the fact that he was only 20 years old. His vigor and vitality had not left him yet.
Isn't there a song that goes like this? It basically means that even if you're older, you're still the young man in your heart.
Seeing Lou Cheng's posture, the surrounding audience understood what he meant. All of a sudden, they started cheering in unison, each louder than the last.
In the final round of the National University Martial Arts Competition, one against three was not a common thing.
…
"It seems that Lou Cheng is really going to one against three." In the live broadcast room, the host, Liu Chang, said with a smile.
Chen Sansheng shook his head and said with a smile, "It can't be helped. In the case of the weak fighting against the strong, one wrong move will cause the whole game to collapse. When Han Peipei was shaken by Lou Cheng's newly learned Buddhist Incantation of Nine Words, you can imagine what will happen next. Alas, I just predicted that Yu Zhi would be a live target, but I didn't expect him to lose so quickly."
"Yeah, I thought that with his fat body, he would be able to withstand dozens of moves. But …" Liu Chang sighed.
But he was easily defeated. Hudong University was about to get three kills, which was a bit embarrassing.
"It can't be helped. Yu Zhi's fighting style is to force others to fight head-on. How can one not wet his shoes if he always walks by the river? It's too difficult for him to avoid a head-on fight with Lou Cheng's simplified physical invulnerability. It's only a matter of time before he loses." Chen Sansheng stared at Wu Yong who was slowly walking to the arena and said, "Lou Cheng's skill of balancing the Dan and returning qi and blood is more and more perfect. It's impossible to defend. It's normal for Yu Zhi to be defeated."
"Well, the third round is about to start. Sansheng, give us a brief review of the fight." Liu Chang controlled the time.
"The specific situation is similar to my analysis before the competition." Liu Chang Liu. Lou Cheng was of a Professional martial artist of Professional Sixth Pin when he fought with Peng Leyun in December last year......................................
. "" No, no, no. The most practical thing is that he hasn't gotten the certificate of Professional Sixth Pin. He's not a real Professional Sixth Pin fighter. A 20-year-old Professional Eighth Pin fighter is just so-so. "Liu Chang made a joke with a joke on Weibo.
Chen Sansheng laughed and then sighed with emotion. "Let's not compare him with Peng Leyun. Lou Cheng deserves to be called 'God's Favored Son'. Well, he's not a candidate."
…
"Haha, the commentators are praising Lou Cheng so much that I'm blushing. Humility, humility, we have to be humility." "Eternal Nightfall" Yan Xiaoling posted with an emoji of bursting with joy.
"Yeah, yeah. I feel embarrassed for them!" "Wonton Seller" sent a dancing emoji.
"I don't want to say anything. I just want to shout. One against three! One against three! "" Brahman "sent a waving red flag.
…
"You girls only know how to be love-struck. Can't you be a little more technical?" "Unparalleled Dragon King" sent a disdainful emoji. "In my opinion, that fatty is really pitiful. If it were some other weak Professional Sixth Pin fighters without supernatural abilities or simplified physical invulnerability, he might not have lost."
"His fighting style is restrained and his teammates are not strong enough. What else can he do?" "Road to the Arena" wandered over and spread his hands.
"Flying Steed in Space" sent an emoji of "Laughing Out Loud". "Fatty's tragic expression just now made me laugh to death. After seeing that Han Peipei didn't cause any damage, he probably gave up. "
"Only fatty. If it were someone else, they would have been killed by such a series of explosions. Red blood and white turbidity flying everywhere. Don't take it the wrong way. I'm talking about brain matter. "" Okamoto's Fan "joked.
The two leading fighters of the opponent were defeated. There was no doubt about the victory. The atmosphere in the forum was lively and relaxed.
…
In the seating area of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club, Yan Zheke changed her sitting posture. She secretly glanced at her cousin to confirm his opinion on Cheng's "one versus three".
Lin Que was still wearing his thin jacket. His expression was calm without any ripples. He had no intention to fight.
He really didn't have the energy to bully a fighter of Professional Ninth Pin who didn't affect the overall situation.
He was waiting for Cheng to "one versus three". Yan Zheke was completely relieved. She looked at the arena happily. Li Mao, Sun Jian and the others had taken out their phones. They pretended to be onlookers and began to record the first victory of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club in the national competition after so many years.
In the arena, Yu Zhi supported himself with both hands and struggled to get up. His head was bruised and swollen with two bloody dragons hanging from it.
He nodded to Lou Cheng and walked towards the stone steps with his fat jiggling. Although he was a little staggered, his steps were not weak.
Looking at his back and the shallow human-shaped pit on the ground, Lou Cheng couldn't help but take a deep breath. He admired his opponent's ability to take hits.
Walking on the road, even if he was hit by a car, he just turned over and patted the dust off. He would be fine.
If it were Lou Cheng himself, he would definitely be injured if he didn't take the hit with his body.
Walking slowly, Yu Zhi looked at the road under his feet and sighed inexplicably in his heart.
My martial arts career in university is really coming to an end …
Wu Yong smiled bitterly and looked at him. He removed all his burdens and stepped into the arena step by step.
For him, if he wanted to make a comeback in this situation, he could only hope that a meteorite would fall from the sky and kill or injure a group of people from Songcheng University Martial Arts Club. There was no other way.
So, he didn't think about anything else. He just wanted to experience the battle with a Sixth Pin fighter of Dan stage.
He stood in front of Lou Cheng, took his stance and looked at his opponent.
Lou Cheng lowered his waist and stretched out his right arm, making a gesture of opening the door to welcome the guest.
The referee didn't waste any time. He waved his arm and shouted,
"Start!"
Bam, bam, bam. Wu Yong's muscles and bones sounded together, like a sports car accelerating to the limit.
In the whistling wind, he moved nimbly and jumped to Lou Cheng's side. He suddenly put his feet inward, twisted his waist and turned his back. Using his arm as a whip, he fiercely lashed out.
Bam! Lou Cheng didn't move. He raised his hand and accurately blocked the attack.
At this moment, Wu Yong's left foot kicked out quickly. The squirming of his muscles offset the signs of friction. It was silent and breathless.
Fatal Hidden Kick!
However, just as he put strength into his leg, Lou Cheng had already kicked out from the side. He accurately kicked the sole of his foot and turned the wind into nothingness.
Wu Yong suppressed the fluctuation of his emotions and used his footwork. He attacked Lou Cheng from the front, the back, the back, and the side. He kept using the Double Chaos Hammer. But Lou Cheng didn't move. He always made a move in time and blocked his opponent's every attack. It was like a master teaching his disciple.
After a round of fierce attacks, Wu Yong was about to take a break. When he was about to step back and increase the distance between them, he saw Lou Cheng swing his right arm back and close to his fist as fast as the wind.
He hurriedly tried to stop, but Lou Cheng flicked his elbow and opened his five fingers. He caught his wrist and quickly pulled back.
Wu Yong couldn't bear it. His body swayed forward. Lou Cheng bent his shoulder and elbowed him in the chest.
The referee secretly yawned, raised his hand and shouted,
"Lou Cheng wins the third round!"
"Songcheng University Martial Arts Club wins this round!"
"Not bad, not bad …" Hearing the referee's voice, Wu Yong was relieved. He felt that his performance was normal and that he didn't lose face.
Of course, it was also because Lou Cheng was kind and didn't use Force Concentration or supernatural killing moves.
Just as he straightened his body, his eyes suddenly froze as he realized a fact.
Lou Cheng hadn't moved a single step since the start of the battle!
Just by standing there, he had already won!
With a boom, the audience burst into enthusiastic cheers.
"Triple kill!"
"Triple kill!"
"Triple kill!"
After a few shouts, someone took the lead and gradually other voices sounded in the audience. From chaos to uniformity, they echoed in the surroundings.
"God's Favored Son!"
"God's Favored Son!"
"God's Favored Son!"
Lou Cheng smiled and waved his arms at the audience. Then he turned around and left the arena. When he returned to the seats of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club, his eyes met Yan Zheke's joyful eyes.
"According to the rules, the one who wins the 'one versus three' has to treat the whole team to a big meal!" Cai Zongming jumped out like a light bulb between the two.
Since he was in the capital and close to his girlfriend, he was in good condition in all aspects.
"What rules? How come I don't know about it? "Lou Cheng looked at him suspiciously.
Little Ming smiled proudly. "Our team committee just unanimously approved the rules."
"Where did the team committee come from?" Lou Cheng asked, amused.
"It was just set up!" Cai Zongming laughed.
"Then I'll treat you to the capital's barbecue tonight." Lou Cheng wanted to invite everyone to celebrate his good start.
"Ahem." Geezer Shi interrupted. "Since you're not tired, tomorrow's relaxation training will be canceled. Let's start the cooperation training. Take it easy on the supper."
Next match, Songcheng University VS Mingdao!
Geezer Shi didn't rush to teach the members who lacked the foundation of formations. Instead, he asked them to cooperate with each other in pairs.
"Yes, Coach!" Yan Zheke and the others answered cheerfully.
…
After the supper, Yan Zheke returned to her room, washed up, and went to bed after a while of cuddling with Lou Cheng.
After saying good night to each other, she browsed the martial arts section of various portals before going to bed. She "secretly" looked at how others praised Cheng.
The pages appeared and the titles jumped into her eyes.
"Ten warm-up moves are nothing. Lou Cheng overturned Hudong by himself! "
"This is the first 'one versus three' in this competition. Lou Cheng did it with ease!"
"Because of him, the death group won't die!"
"Remove the candidate, the Heavenly Son of the Age!"
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