Lou Cheng closed the distance of a dozen steps in one go and stopped at the edge of the arena, where he and Jin Tao, the Invincible Punch, were looking at each other across the two fighters.
Jin Tao was tall and muscular. He had a buzz cut and sword-like eyebrows, and he was handsome and masculine. His loose-fitting martial arts academy uniform made him look like a tight suit.
To be honest, he had been quite envious of "Invincible Punch" in the past few months when he had been on the forum. He was quite good-looking, and his strength was borderline professional. He was also quite lively, and he had made a name for himself in the martial arts forum. He had everything that he lacked and yearned for at that time. Every time he saw him, he always felt a little inferior and could only comfort himself that at least his IQ was higher than his.
This time, the mountain that Jin Tao had envied was standing in front of him. The Amateur First Pin that Jin Tao had once thought was out of his reach was right in front of him.
Jin Tao didn't need any other evidence. When he felt Lou Cheng's gaze, he knew that his opponent had arrived.
Jin Tao had no relationship with the organizer of the Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament, so he couldn't get the video of his opponent's previous two rounds. Although this guy called Lou Cheng looked like a student, Jin Tao had to face him with the most cautious attitude. In ancient times, the three kinds of people that one had to be careful of were the old, the children, and the monks. In modern society, in the professional circle, the most important people were the fighters with no rank.
In the stands, one of the companions of the man in the leather jacket pointed at the ring and said, "Old Zheng, who is the dark horse you mentioned? The one on the left or the one on the right? "
Old Zheng pointed at Lou Cheng and said, "That's him, the one on the left."
"He looks very ordinary." The middle-aged man in the leather hat shook his head.
Elder Zheng chuckled and said, "You'll know whether he's a donkey or a horse later. Just watch carefully!"
The young couple also encountered a similar problem. They were asked by their classmates to point out the master they mentioned, Lou Cheng.
They looked around but couldn't find the man in the leather jacket. They looked at each other blankly. None of them had seen Lou Cheng's match. Who the hell knows what he looks like?
After thinking for a while, the shy girl said mysteriously, "You'll know when the match starts."
Lou Cheng should be able to gain the upper hand by then.
The winner of the ninth match was decided in seven minutes. After clearing the field, the referee took the time to catch his breath and said loudly,
"Round 10, Jin Tao VS Lou Cheng!"
Old Zheng and the young lovers immediately adjusted their sitting postures. Liu Yinglong and the other disciples of Baiyuan Martial Arts School withdrew their gazes from the other matches and focused on the second ring.
Lou Cheng gave his coat, personal belongings, and number plate to the supervisor, crossed the white line, and entered the field. He stood on the left side of the referee, two meters away from "Invincible Punch" Jin Tao.
In the stands, "Road to the Arena" posted new content in the live broadcast post. "The match is about to begin. Little Punch is more of a master than his opponent!"
When he was done, he took a picture and attached it to the post. It attracted many comments from the forum members. Some said that Little Punch's appearance was not bad, some cheered for the forum members, and some commented on Lou Cheng's appearance, saying that they couldn't see how good he was.
Inside the ring, four pairs of eyes met. Jin Tao suddenly smiled.
"To be honest, I'm very happy and excited after I confirmed my opponent and got your information this morning. In the previous two matches, my opponents were weak and only served as a warm-up, which is contrary to my original intention of honing myself. I hope you won't let me down."
He said so confidently, as if he was going to overwhelm Lou Cheng in spirit.
Yan Zheke's soft and clear voice echoed in Lou Cheng's ears. He was full of strength and fearless. He smiled and said,
"I hope you won't let me down, either."
After that, no matter how Jin Tao tried to stir up a topic, Lou Cheng remained silent. Images of the matches of "Tiger Shape", "Bear Shape", "Blast Punch", and "Spear Finger" flashed through his mind. He quickly settled down and formed a final decision.
Since "Invincible Punch" wanted him to "focus on himself" and make him unable to set up a routine in advance, then he should "focus on himself" and attack instead of defense!
"Attack instead of defense" was not Lou Cheng's idea on a whim, but the result of a comprehensive consideration of all aspects. He still lacked actual combat experience, and there was still a certain gap between him and an Amateur First Pin. If he just defended, he would easily be thrown into confusion. The best way was to suppress his opponent with "24 Blizzard Strikes", so that his opponent would not be able to free up his hands and feet to counterattack. The longer the match lasted, the better it would be for him!
After ten minutes, even if he couldn't beat him to death, he would exhaust him to death!
After making up his mind, Lou Cheng naturally concentrated his spirit. His mind was like water condensing into ice. Half of his mind was in meditation, and the other half was reflecting the surroundings, "listening" to the movements of the wind and the changes of his opponent's body.
This was the combat application of "Condensation Stance". Combined with his ability to enter meditation, he almost had the subtle feeling of his Primordial Spirit leaving his body and overlooking the little things around him in a condescending manner.
Without the previous two days' battle experience, the dozens of matches he had watched, and the breakthrough in "24 Blizzard Strikes" yesterday, it would have been very difficult for him to achieve this step!
The referee looked at his watch, raised his right hand, and suddenly swung down.
"Begin!"
As soon as he finished his words, Jin Tao, the Invincible Punch, rushed to Lou Cheng in a few steps. His momentum was strong and ferocious. He was like a fierce tiger in the forest, leaving no chance for Lou Cheng to dodge.
As the distance closed, Jin Tao's body seemed to expand, blocking Lou Cheng's line of sight. He raised his right hand and threw a downward chop, like a claw or a fan, stirring up a violent wind.
Roar!
Tiger's Roar Brings Wind, Hundreds of Beasts Flee!
Seeing Jin Tao coming at him aggressively, Lou Cheng didn't dare to be careless. The scene of the Brutal Blizzard flashed through his mind. He sat cross-legged and held his breath. His palms were like little snowflakes, pushing them out. He caught Jin Tao's wrist from the side of his face in time and blocked the downward chop.
His arms shook slightly, feeling the difference in strength between him and his opponent.
Bang!
Jin Tao's downward chop suddenly popped out his index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger, "shooting" at Lou Cheng's face, like a cat showing its sharp claws. They also made a sharp sound, like bullets flying out of a gun barrel. If they hit Lou Cheng, there would be a bloody hole in his face, and even the referee couldn't stop it!
Finger Gun! Finger Gun Gun!
Fortunately, Lou Cheng had watched the video of the Tiger Movement and Finger Gun in advance, so the combination of them and the wound on his opponent's face was still fresh in his mind. As soon as he blocked the downward chop with his hands, he took a step to the side and moved away!
Bang! Finger Gun missed. Lou Cheng "swam" to the side of "Invincible Punch" Jin Tao. He lowered his waist and threw out his right palm. In his mind was the scene of freezing snow, and a force was held in but not released, both bright and dark.
In addition to avalanches, the most deadly thing in a blizzard was the insubstantial cold!
The second "force" of 24 Blizzard Strikes, the chill to the bone!
After the palm hit, Lou Cheng's mind was still as cold as ice, maintaining a state of half meditation and half reflection. At this moment, he keenly felt the muscle on Jin Tao's left thigh pulling at his trousers.
"This …" Lou Cheng didn't have time to think about it. Following his intuition, he quickly adjusted his muscles, pulled back his center of gravity, and gathered the force that was held in but not released.
A bolt of lightning struck in his visualization, igniting a prairie fire in an instant.
At the same time, Jin Tao's left leg kicked out without warning. It was fast, accurate, and ruthless, aiming at Lou Cheng's chest and abdomen, like a fierce tiger's tail turning into a steel whip!
If this kick landed, even if Lou Cheng wasn't seriously injured, he would be unable to fight anymore!
"Tiger Form", Tiger Tail Sweep!
Once the "Lightning and Fire Stance" was in place, Lou Cheng's body heated up and all of it flowed into his right palm. With a whistling sound, he chopped down, narrowly blocking Jin Tao's kick.
When the palm and the leg collided, Lou Cheng's body shook again. The explosion of the Lightning and Fire Stance almost couldn't offset this fierce kick. He couldn't help but praise in his heart, "No wonder it's the trump card of Tiger Form." His frozen heart lake reflected the general change of the force on Jin Tao's leg through his muscles and pores.
Lou Cheng adjusted his muscles and changed his center of gravity. Like a stretched spring, Lou Cheng took advantage of the little force of this kick to retreat slightly and then pounce forward quickly. His left hand formed into a fist, as if shaking a big spear, and released the abrupt force, "poking" at Jin Tao.
Jin Tao withdrew his leg, lowered his waist, and crossed his elbow to block the punch. But he was a little surprised because his opponent's strength seemed to be a little stronger than before.
Sensing the strength on his elbow, Lou Cheng adjusted his muscles again and changed his center of gravity again. Taking advantage of the little force of this block, he kicked fiercely from the bottom to the top with his right leg.
Bam!
Jin Tao also kicked out with his right leg and blocked in midair.
Lou Cheng withdrew his right leg, uppercut, side elbow, low kick, one move after another, as if there was no gap. The more Jin Tao blocked, the more frightened he became. He felt that his opponent's strength was getting stronger and stronger. At the beginning, there was a clear gap between them, but now it was just a little bit stronger!
Different from floods and flames, except for avalanches, the damage of ice and snow didn't appear at the beginning. But as time went by, it would become more and more dangerous and fatal. This was the essence of the first "momentum" of the "24 Blizzard Strikes"!
And this required the user to "hear" the opponent's strength and adjust his center of gravity. Then he could continue to borrow strength and fight bravely.
Because of this, when Geezer Shi taught Lou Cheng the "24 Blizzard Strikes", he specially reminded him that this fighting style was famous for its ferocity and craziness. But the mind must not follow the craziness. Instead, it must be as calm as water condensing into ice.
If one wasn't calm, he wouldn't be able to reflect his surroundings. If he wasn't calm, he wouldn't be able to sense his opponent's muscles and pores. If he wasn't calm, he wouldn't be able to "hear" the opponent's strength!
The calmer the mind, the fiercer the attack!
Because of the need to constantly adjust his muscles to take advantage of the opponent's strength, one could imagine the consumption of physical strength. Previously, even Lin Que of Professional Ninth Pin could only suppress him for two or three minutes.
One kick was faster than the other, one punch was heavier than the other. Jin Tao was like a thin pedestrian in a violent snowstorm, gradually smelling a bad smell.
I can't go on like this!
He took a deep breath and took the initiative to block Lou Cheng's blast punch with his palm. Then he suddenly took a step forward, turned sideways, and bumped into his opponent.
During the whole process, his body seemed to expand. He was full of strength and momentum, as if he had turned into a human bear.
"Bear Form", Giant Bear Hits the Tree!
In the forest, if a giant bear hit the tree like this, even a towering tree would break on the spot!
The arena seemed to be shaking. The collision was extremely fierce. Lou Cheng put on a defensive posture, turning all the strength he had just borrowed into defense.
Bam!
The muffled sound echoed. Lou Cheng didn't gain the slightest advantage with such strength. Instead, he slightly lost his center of gravity. Feeling the huge force on his body, he took two steps back. Fortunately, he quickly adjusted his muscles and immediately stabilized his center of gravity, not messing up his footwork.
Jin Tao didn't relax after such a collision. He didn't take advantage of the situation to attack. Instead, he did breathing in and out to recover the breath that he almost couldn't breathe under the suppression of the Brutal Blizzard.
Since the beginning of the fight, the two separated for the first time, resulting in a short confrontation.
On the grandstand, Old Zheng was stunned at first. Then, he stood up and applauded loudly. The Tiger Form Spear Finger Whip Kick and the crazy attack and defense for two to three minutes was the most exciting battle since the start of the competition. Anyone with a little bit of knowledge about martial arts or the audience who had watched some of the matches below the Danqi State would be able to appreciate the thrill and the foundation of the moves. Old Zheng was completely engrossed in the fight and secretly broke out in cold sweat!
Every move and every move, the slightest mistake would lead to failure!
The young couple and the others also applauded, feeling that their wait was not in vain. Their enthusiasm attracted the attention of more spectators, who all focused on the second arena.
"I didn't lose unjustly …" Liu Yinglong sighed in a daze.
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