Lou Cheng's mind was still stuck in the scene where he was so close to defeating a Professional Ninth Pin Mighty One. He looked a little lost until Wang Ye spoke. That's right.
Yes, when the two sides were so close to each other, victory or defeat would be decided in an instant. That was Wang Ye's desperate situation, and also his own desperate situation. Whoever grasped the opportunity first would win the match. If he didn't have time to make that strike, the result could be imagined.
The only problem was that he had the upper hand!
Although he had said that he would have no regrets even if he lost if he did his best, when the result came, Lou Cheng's heart was still filled with regret, loss, and pain.
"A fighter without a strong desire to win is not a good fighter …" Lou Cheng comforted himself silently.
In this aspect, his idol, Dragon King Chen Qitao, was particularly obvious. He was often criticized for not being graceless when he lost and not caring about his opponent's feelings when he won. He was not like Warrior Sage Qian Donglou, who had the temperament of a grandmaster. But his fans felt that this was his true nature and the original motivation for him to get to where he was today.
Looking at Wang Ye's sincere eyes, Lou Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "I did my best and created the only and best opportunity. But after all, my strength was not enough. I could only watch as I failed. I wanted to say that I was sincerely convinced, but I couldn't. I only had a stronger fighting spirit in my heart. I hope I can make up for this failure in the future."
After this battle, his own shortcomings and shortcomings were deeply imprinted in his heart, forcing him to improve. If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have had to fight so hard and wait for such an either/or situation.
Wang Ye smiled and said,
"Actually, you didn't lose. At least I didn't end the battle quickly."
Hearing this, Lou Cheng couldn't help but laugh. Thinking of his words before the official competition, his mood eased a lot. He saluted and said, "I won't set such a small goal next time."
Exhaling, he turned and walked towards the stone steps, ignoring the hustle and bustle around him.
The taste of failure was really unpleasant. No matter what kind of failure it was, it was still a failure to him. He wouldn't think that it was a glorious defeat!
In the stands, although the audience didn't quite understand the previous contest of mercurial balance and compressed range, and felt that there was nothing to write home about, the continuous twists and turns in the last stage still made them feel satisfied. They only regretted that Lou Cheng didn't seize the opportunity, otherwise they would have witnessed the birth of a miracle — a fighter of no rank defeating a master of Professional Ninth Pin!
"What a pity! Lou Cheng was so close." Zheng clapped regretfully.
His companions also sighed. "To be able to fight to this extent, Lou Cheng can be considered to have lost without regrets."
Liu Yinglong was even more emotional. He said to Qin Zhilin and other junior brothers and sisters, "Every time I watch a match, I can see that Lou Cheng is obviously getting stronger. At the beginning of the match, I never thought that he could fight with a Professional Ninth Pin expert to this extent. Comparisons are odious …"
Qin Zhilin still couldn't believe it. "He actually almost defeated a Professional Ninth Pin …"
His words before the match were still ringing in his ears. He had almost witnessed such a "surprise".
When the audience was discussing the match, the professional fighters were also reminiscing.
"A palm that affected the rhythm of breathing … not bad …" Jiang Lan whispered, turned to look at Ye Youting, and asked with a smile, "If you were in Wang Ye's last predicament, how would you deal with it?"
"First of all, with the speed and agility of my leopard form, he wouldn't have a chance to fight. Second, although I couldn't hit Wang Ye's last palm, my strength was much better than his. Even if Lou Cheng used Mega Avalanche and Lightning and Fire Stance, he wouldn't be able to hit me and make me fall out of the ring." Ye Youting answered with a little pride. "Even if the center of gravity was unstable, with this possibility, I could also seize the opportunity of collision and fall out of the ring with him. At worst, it would be a tie."
Jiang Lan smiled, sighed and said, "At worst, it will be a draw … Lou Cheng really can't be underestimated since he can make a proud person like you say this … He not only has the two advantages of great success in meditation and abnormal physical strength, but also is quite good at fighting and absorbing other people's experience for his own use. If he has the level of Professional Ninth Pin in other aspects, Wang Ye's chance of winning is less than 10%."
Less than 10% chance of winning … Ye Youting was stunned. She didn't expect Sister Lan, who was outwardly soft but outwardly proud, to have such a high opinion of Lou Cheng.
"Road to the Arena" Zhou Yuanning was silent for a long time before he exhaled and said to "Invincible Punch", "I didn't expect Lou Cheng to do his best without reservation and not give up strategically. Now I didn't expect that he could push Wang Ye to the point where he almost lost the match …"
Losing the match didn't mean the failure of strength, but the limitation of the Challenge Tournament.
"Invincible Punch" Jin Tao was also in a daze. He smiled bitterly and said, "I've thought about it carefully. Facing Wang Ye, it's impossible for me to create such a good opportunity. He will only end the battle quickly."
Zhou Yuanning seriously pondered and said, "If I were in your position, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the patience to tell a nearly true story like Lou Cheng. And when I was in a dilemma, I couldn't turn defeat into victory like Wang Ye."
"Master Road, don't be shaken. What you are good at is different from them. If you were in Wang Ye's position, you wouldn't be so restrained like Lou Cheng and not dare to face Iron Palm. And with the characteristics of Wuthering Eight Movements, you wouldn't be like Lou Cheng, who only has strange body movements and can't keep up with speed and agility. You can't pull away from Wang Ye and can be easily caught up by him." Jin Tao comforted him. "As for Lou Cheng, even if he has a mercurial center of gravity, he is just showing off in front of an expert in Wuthering Eight Movements."
Zhou Yuanning said, "Don't worry. I have always been a person who is overconfident. How can I be defeated so easily? Only these two opponents can make my blood boil! But I have to deal with the next one first. "
After that, he stood up and walked along the aisle to the arena to face Tang Yue.
The second match of the fourth group!
…
Lou Cheng found a convenient place in the stands to watch the match and was comforted and encouraged by the unfamiliar but enthusiastic audience.
He responded slightly, sat down quietly, took out his mobile phone, logged on QQ and sent a sad emoji to Yan Zheke.
"Comfort me!"
Yan Zheke seemed to have been waiting for a reply. She touched her head first and then covered her mouth to laugh. "Who said that if he won, he would be ecstatic and lose without regret?"
"When a man is bragging, you can't take his words seriously …" Lou Cheng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. His annoyance dissipated a lot after being teased.
"I know. Dragon King is my idol. I understand the strong desire of a fighter to win." Yan Zheke sent a laughing emoji. "I've been watching your match videos."
Lou Cheng sent a surprised emoji. "So fast?"
"It's a group match. After a match, there will be a corresponding video on the official website. When it comes to the top 16, maybe there will be a live broadcast." Yan Zheke sent a Leisurely Monkey with red hearts in her eyes.
Lou Cheng was about to reply when Yan Zheke sent a shocked Leisurely Monkey. "Mercurial balance? You can do that?!"
The girl's surprise made Lou Cheng happy. His annoyance of failure faded away. He pretended to be reserved. "I had a similar understanding and experience when I was practicing martial arts. Now I'm just using it for actual combat. I practiced for a long time this morning before I could barely use it in actual combat. And it's too easy to get tired."
"You only practiced for a morning …" Yan Zheke sent a sweaty Leisurely Monkey with exposed red butt.
"Don't praise me. I'll be proud!" Lou Cheng deliberately replied in a joking tone. Not far away, Li Xiaoyuan saw him and gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he fought well.
Lou Cheng smiled and nodded as a response. While discussing his own match with Yan Zheke, he turned his eyes to the central ring to watch the match between Zhou Yuanning and Tang Yue.
Tang Yue was strong and tall. He was quite fat, but his fat protected his body, allowing him to rampage like an elephant and ignore most of the attacks. It was somewhat similar to the Golden Bell Shield. His arms were as thick as ordinary men's thighs and his legs were even more terrifying. Every attack he made was trampling. Lou Cheng suspected that if he hit a fighter of Amateur Fourth or Fifth Pin, he might not be able to stand up again.
Although he was not agile enough, he was still quite agile at times. For example, when Zhou Yuanning seized the opportunity to get close to his back, his right hand imitated the elephant trunk and swung back with a roar, almost injuring Road to the Arena.
But Zhou Yuanning's footwork was agile. He came and went like the wind. When he missed, he immediately pulled away, so that Tang Yue's trampling and collision could not hit him.
In the stalemate, Yan Zheke sent a messy Leisurely Monkey, "… If I didn't know the result, I would have thought you won when you flashed behind Wang Ye. How long have you been practicing martial arts? You can force a Professional Ninth Pin expert to the point where he is only one step away from losing …"
"Haha, I just patiently told a good 'story'." Lou Cheng was a little complacent. The shock and appreciation of the girl he loved completely dispelled the negative feelings of failure. He could prepare for the next day's match wholeheartedly.
The two of them chatted casually, and the battle in the central ring slowly entered a white-hot stage. Zhou Yuanning seemed to be a little physically exhausted, and it was difficult for him to maintain such a high-intensity wind style. After Tang Yue consumed a lot of energy, he seized the opportunity and made a set of combo moves, Tornado Wind!
In the sound of "Pa Pa Pa", Tang Yue's movement was slow and his head was hit by a palm. His fat could no longer be protected and he became dizzy. Zhou Yuanning controlled his vital parts. After the referee announced the victory, Zhou Yuanning gasped for breath with sweat on his forehead like rain. Obviously, it was not easy.
Lou Cheng watched thoughtfully. In his mind, the advantages and disadvantages of the two's moves just now appeared, and he deduced his own response.
After the last match, he quickly had dinner nearby and told Yan Zheke that he had to practice martial arts tonight and could not chat until after nine o 'clock. The next day's match was in the morning, so it was impossible to practice in the morning. Otherwise, he would not be able to make up for his energy.
In the small park, Lou Cheng imagined Tang Yue as an enemy and slightly changed the fighting style of today's battle with Wang Ye. He practiced one move after another, sometimes with crisp sounds, sometimes with silence.
…
The next day, after warming up with the morning exercise, Lou Cheng took the phone and chatted with Yan Zheke. Once again, he came to the Martial Arts Competition Stadium of Yanling.
"Don't be careless, don't underestimate. Don't think that I can easily defeat an Amateur First Pin expert after a fight with a Professional Ninth Pin expert …" he said to himself silently.
He clearly remembered that he used the endurance provided by the Jindan to wear out "Invincible Punch" Jin Tao, who was also of Amateur First Pin.
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