"Mercurial balance!"
"Road to the Arena" Zhou Yuanning, who paid more attention to this match than anyone else, blurted out with a look of astonishment.
He didn't expect Lou Cheng's ability to control his muscles and coordinate his weight to be so strong, but he was also surprised that he didn't give up at all!
"Invincible Punch" Jin Tao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "Success in meditation is really amazing in martial arts … Master Road, even with Lou Cheng's abnormal physical strength, it's not easy for him to maintain the state of mercurial balance. It seems that he really didn't reserve anything for the next two matches."
"The unyielding strong man proves what I've learned. He's also a real fighter!" "Road to the Arena" showed some appreciation and admiration. "I thought he would give up this match."
While speaking, he didn't care about the audience who didn't understand the power of mercurial balance. He just kept clapping and cheering, which suddenly echoed in the martial arts arena that was relatively quiet for a while.
Following his cheers, Jiang Lan, Huang Zhenzhong, Ye Youting, Li Xiaoyuan, and the other masters also applauded. Although the two sides had not touched each other once, the changes in the slightest were thrilling. The level of martial arts displayed was extraordinary!
"Mercurial balance …" In the arena, Wang Ye's face showed a bit of fanaticism. With his back to Lou Cheng, he slightly adjusted and swung his left hand back before the enemy made a move.
Bam!
His left arm was like a soft whip, whistling and sweeping horizontally, driving half of his body to block the possibility of Lou Cheng dodging to the left, as if to force him to move to the right.
Since the start of the match, he tried to take the initiative for the first time to control the situation!
As a Professional Ninth Pin, his speed of self-adjustment and re-exertion was not slower than Lou Cheng's dodging step!
In view of this, Lou Cheng was afraid of falling into a trap, so he "flowed" back two steps and steadily avoided the whip palm.
Wang Ye turned around, twisted his waist and back, driving the muscles of his right leg to tighten. He suddenly exerted his strength and swept out like lightning. The sharp sound of breaking air was very loud, and the power was imaginable.
He continued to use a horizontal sweep to cut off the possibility of Lou Cheng moving to the right side of his body and to reduce the range of his dodging.
Lou Cheng maintained his rhythmic breathing. His muscles were constantly adjusting, making his center of gravity like mercury, constantly swaying between left, right, front, and back. When he decided which direction to move, he didn't need to accumulate strength or overcome inertia. He could complete it immediately with a bounce. This was the essence of "mercurial center of gravity", one of the characteristics of a master of "Danqi State".
He swayed his center of gravity and took a natural step forward. In a way that defied the common sense of the audience, he stepped to Wang Ye's left side. He didn't lower his waist nor did he sit down. Instead, he slashed down with his fist and attacked the opponent's weak side.
The sweeping force of Wang Ye's right leg stopped abruptly, as if he had anticipated Lou Cheng's attack. He quickly tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, bounced his left arm, opened his elbow and turned it into a javelin, and stabbed the right side of Lou Cheng's body with the tip of his palm.
His five fingers were also suffused with the color of iron. They were as black as the tip of a great spear. If one were to be poked, the result would be unimaginable!
Lou Cheng's center of gravity had been moving, so he bounced back and dodged out of Wang Ye's attack range.
Wang Ye didn't show any mercy. He stepped forward and pulled his arms back like a bow and arrow, and then shot them out at the same time, whistling toward Lou Cheng's temples from both sides. The smell of iron rushed to Lou Cheng's nose, and the sound of air tearing shook the ears.
Double Peaks Piercing the Ear!
Lou Cheng didn't dare to take Wang Ye's Iron Palm head-on. He shifted his center of gravity again and stepped back, nimbly dodging the attack.
Wang Ye adjusted slightly. Seeing Lou Cheng stepping to his left side, he caught up with him again. He exerted strength from his waist and back, passing it from his thigh to his knee, from his knee to his calf, and from his calf to the tip of his foot. Pa! Another sweep from left to right.
Lou Cheng had to change his center of gravity and step back obliquely.
Since the beginning of the competition, they hadn't collided once!
"Wang Ye is trying to reduce Lou Cheng's movement range …" Ye Youting watched attentively. Any player who wanted to be the champion wouldn't ignore Wang Ye.
She could clearly see that Wang Ye's previous continuous attacks weren't aimed at hitting Lou Cheng or forcing him to fight head-on, but to reduce the range of guerrilla warfare.
"Not only that." Jiang Lan smiled. "Haven't you noticed? Lou Cheng is getting closer and closer to the edge of the arena? "
Ye Youting was stunned. She focused her eyes and saw that the two who were fighting in the center of the arena had moved to the spectator seats, only ten steps away from the edge of the arena!
"The arena competition is different from the real battlefield competition. There is a limit to the edge. Once you fall, you lose. So guerrilla warfare is a little unfavorable. Wang Ye is taking advantage of this to force Lou Cheng to the edge, forcing him to either jump off the platform and admit defeat, or fight head-on." Jiang Lan laughed, "Without a very strong ability to judge moves and without a good ability to coordinate oneself, it is very difficult to do this. Unfortunately, Wang Ye has both, but his consumption is not small …"
While she was talking, Lou Cheng kept moving left and right, as if he wanted to hide behind Wang Ye and escape from the predicament. However, under Wang Ye's terrifying attacks and accurate judgment, he steadily but slowly approached the edge of the arena. The gap between their strength was obvious.
Glancing at the nearby seats, Lou Cheng heard the uncontrollable exclamations of the spectators. He knew clearly that he would fall off the arena in three or four steps at most.
Until now, they hadn't collided once, which made the spectators feel bored. Only sporadic cheers and applause were heard, either from those who were good at martial arts, or from the supporters that Lou Cheng and Wang Ye had accumulated along the way.
Seeing Lou Cheng was forced to the edge, most of the spectators were refreshed and focused again, making all kinds of sounds.
Wang Ye twisted his body strength and passed through his right leg, driving the tip of his foot to turn into a soft whip. Pa! Another horizontal sweep, continuing to reduce Lou Cheng's dodging options.
Seeing his right leg whizzing towards him, the sound of it breaking through the air was enough to make one shudder. Lou Cheng suddenly lowered his center of gravity and stopped moving!
The picture of high ice peaks and layers of snow had appeared in his mind. The sense of horror was almost tangible.
Boom!
A silver-white lightning cut through the sky and struck down instantly, stirring up the prairie fire and shaking the thousands of years of accumulated snow.
Boom!
The snow peaks collapsed, and hundreds of millions of white streams collapsed, rolling down and swallowing everything in the coverage.
Lightning and Fire Stance! Mega Avalanche!
Lou Cheng's body was numb and hot flow surged. He clenched his hands into fists and blocked Wang Ye's whip kick from bottom to top.
He seemed to be forced into a desperate situation and had to fight head-on, just as Jiang Lan, Ye Youting, Zhou Yuanning and others expected.
Bang!
Hitting Wang Ye's right leg with both fists, Lou Cheng slightly adjusted his center of gravity and added a lift force to move Wang Ye's right leg up like a lever.
In the blink of an eye, Lou Cheng suddenly lowered his body and rolled behind Wang Ye's legs.
In a short moment, they exchanged positions, and Wang Ye came to the edge of the arena.
Lou Cheng straightened his back and stood up abruptly. He leaned forward with the momentum of Mega Avalanche in his mind and wanted to knock Wang Ye out of the arena directly.
He had waited for the entire match, endured for the entire match, all for this opportunity!
Inspired by Wu Shitong's story, he had avoided collision from the beginning. No matter facing palm or leg, he always retreated. However, Wang Ye's strong Iron Palm was the specialty of this palm technique. In terms of pure strength, he was not as good as Ye Youting. Why would he not dare to block Wang Ye's whip kick with Mega Avalanche and Lightning and Fire Stance?
This was not only to lose his balance and lose his advantage of mercury, but also to make Wang Ye think that he was afraid of a head-on confrontation.
When he was forced to the edge of the arena, Wang Ye was also at the edge of the arena.
Once he seized the opportunity of Wang Ye's whip kick, he would kick high and give Wang Ye no time to make other adjustments. He would roll behind Wang Ye, and then the offensive and defensive positions would be switched.
Originally, he was not sure that he could defeat Wang Ye by himself. However, at the edge of the arena, with the help of the rules, he had a great hope. All he had to do was knock Wang Ye out of the arena.
The desperate situation that Wang Ye had painstakingly created would be the key to defeat him.
"This is the complete version of my story!" Lou Cheng thought and suddenly leaned forward.
This caused the spectators to let out cries of surprise. They had not expected the situation to change so abruptly in such a short time.
Wang Ye's right foot landed on the ground and he took two steps forward to avoid Lou Cheng's fatal attack. He turned his body, but he was already standing at the edge of the arena.
Lou Cheng took a deep breath. In his mind, lightning struck again, and the avalanche started again. The white stream burst out.
He leaned sideways and lowered his left shoulder. He was going to use it as a horn to hit Wang Ye. Even if Wang Ye used Iron Palm, he would still hit him. As long as he could make Wang Ye take a step back, he would accept it even if he got hurt.
From the beginning, he had not considered the next two matches. He had tried his best and was not afraid of getting hurt. He just wanted to win regardless of the consequences.
In life, there was no need to be overcautious.
"No way …" In the stands, Ye Youting, Zhou Yuanning, Jiang Lan and other professional Mighty Ones blurted out. They did not expect Lou Cheng to create an opportunity to win and put Wang Ye in a desperate situation.
Facing this, Wang Ye's expression was a little complicated. He raised his right hand, took a step forward and pushed forward. His temples bulged strangely.
Bam!
In the air, as if there was a piece of iron rapidly beating the airflow, the wind pressure suddenly changed and blew on Lou Cheng's face, who was only one step away.
Lou Cheng was adjusting his breathing to make full use of the force of the hit. But when his face was hit by such a strong pressure, he suddenly felt his breath stagnant.
His breath stagnated and his strength slowed down. He failed to hit out in time. Wang Ye took a step forward and stuck in front of him, his right palm hanging beside his temple.
"Wang Ye wins!"
The referee announced the result in a loud and clear voice. The whole martial arts arena was silent. Because of the sudden reversal of victory and defeat, even Lou Cheng himself was in a trance for a moment.
He lost just like that?
Wang Ye put away his Iron Palm and looked at Lou Cheng. He sighed and said,
"I prepared this move to deal with the masters of Danqi State. I didn't expect you to force me to use it."
PS: Update the chapter at noon in advance.
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