"Hahahaha, if the Heavenly Son of the age could be defeated so easily, he wouldn't be the Heavenly Son of the age. It doesn't matter how pumped up he is!" As soon as the match ended, "Brahman" began to post comments in Lou Cheng's fan forum.
She was in the most leisurely stage of her life after graduating from junior high school.
"A Heavenly Son of the Era should be the one to make his opponents, who are full of fighting spirit and explosive SEED, lose without any temper!" A Plumber Eating Mushrooms echoed.
"The realm of All Seeing God has greatly increased my combat strength …" Unparalleled Dragon King replied absent-mindedly.
Eternal Nightfall Yan Xiaoling said, "[Setting off firecrackers expression] Let's not talk about these useless things. Let's go crazy together! Get your hands ready and prepare your precious resources! "
"What resources do you have? [Laughing sinisterly expression]" Okamoto's Fan said.
"I have resources from all kinds of old and young idols starring in TV series. More than two T's! Motherf * cker, I used to put it on the Internet and almost lost it! "Yan Xiaoling replied with a 'crying' expression.
"You just defeated Zhi Tong, what resources do you have to share? The real opponents are still to come. Not to mention the old grandpas, there are still Zhi Ren, Meng Liang, Gou Wen, Wang Xuan, Ren Li, Zheng Shiduo and Peng Leyun. You might meet them in the third round. Even if you don't, you won't be able to avoid them in the double-elimination round of the top 64. " Unparalleled Dragon King stopped Yan Xiaoling's celebration. "Let's celebrate after we defeat one of them!"
"Actually, it doesn't matter. Other than Ren Li and Peng Leyun, the rest have been at the Inhuman stage for a few years. It's normal to lose to them. I have a good mentality! [Rolling expression]" Yan Xiaoling said.
…
In the resting room of the Guanhai Martial Arts Stadium, a monk in a gray robe was watching the battle between Lou Cheng and Zhi Tong.
His face was thin and oval, with a broad forehead and drooping eyes. He was Daxing Temple's Senior Brother, Zhi Ren, who was said to be a Mighty One who could reach Physical Invulnerability within a year.
After pondering for a while, he suddenly stood up and stepped on the ground. His body swayed backward like a piece of paper, as though he was trying to avoid the consecutive attacks of the illusory Lou Cheng.
The resting room was small. He quickly retreated to the wall and then to the ceiling, as though he was stepping out of a lotus flower.
Retreating in order to advance....
…
In the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, a girl with two braids stared at the TV screen, replaying the scene of Lou Cheng defeating Zhi Tong over and over again.
She looked ordinary, but her eyes were bright. She had some Miao blood in her. She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She was the proud disciple of the Black Tortoise Sect, Gou Wen.
After a moment of serious contemplation, Gou Wen put down her feet and stood in the middle of the living room. She pushed out her palms heavily and interweaved a dense "network". The sound of water was vast and mighty, like a surging river. Lou Cheng's attack was only a few iron chains. They could stop the ship, but they couldn't stop the current!
She stopped and adjusted from time to time. Gradually, the girl felt more confident.
…
In a certain room on the 33rd floor of Wanhua Hotel.
Tu Zheng held the remote control in his hand. His gaze was unfocused as he stared ahead. His mind was filled with images of Lou Cheng's continuous Thundering Zen and Internal Explosion.
How should he deal with it?
After thinking for a while, he retracted his gaze and regained his composure. He put down the remote control and walked to the desk with an empty space. He lowered his waist and got into position.
As the flames burned his body, his potential was stimulated. Sounds of tendons stretching and bones popping could be heard from Tu Zheng's body. He grew taller in an instant.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He controlled his strength and swung his fist forward. In his imagination, this was a combination of explosive secret arts and Flaming Cannon Punch. He was going to fight Lou Cheng head-on and Tremors against Tremors. In the end, it would be Internal Explosion against Internal Explosion to see who could last the longest. They were both in the realm of Encountering Gods in the Void, but he, who was close to attaining Physical Invulnerability, was clearly superior to Lou Cheng.
Rather than battle strength, it was better to compete in levels!
…
While the popular fighters were imagining how to overcome the situation, Lou Cheng bowed and watched as Zhi Tong was helped to the emergency room.
His injuries weren't fatal, but they were serious enough.
In comparison, Lin Yue, who could leave on his own after taking nine Internal Explosions, was like a Transformer.
His Qi and blood circulated slowly, stimulating a certain part of his body. Lou Cheng, whose mind was empty, was full of energy again.
Both his arms and fists were badly injured, and there were some internal injuries as well. He had to quickly control the fine details and mend the cracks, so as not to miss the best opportunity and affect the competition the day after tomorrow. This also required an abundance of energy to control the realm of All Seeing God. Hence, he secretly used the simplified Wholeness Formula.
After secretly mending, Lou Cheng walked down the stone steps amidst the thunderous cheers and took back his phone and other items from the competition supervisor.
Just as his screen lit up and he logged into the app, he saw a message from Yan Zheke.
"What a pity. You almost lost ~"
"Pfft. Shouldn't you be happy that I won the competition?" Lou Cheng slowed down and replied with a laugh.
Yan Zheke replied shyly, "I'm a little disappointed."
I didn't even have the chance to laugh at you!
"Only a little disappointed. That means you're mostly happy?" Lou Cheng pointed out with a smile.
Yan Zheke replied, "[Covering face expression and sighing expression]"
"Don't expose me …"
At this moment, the official reporter of Battle of the Kings walked over and blocked Lou Cheng's path with a smile.
He smiled and said, "I finally have the chance to interview you."
Not every match had an interview after the match.
"Still three questions?" Lou Cheng asked with a smile.
"Yes." The reporter with a longer face pondered and said, "In the match between you and Zhi Tong, why were you on par with him in the first half and even at a disadvantage? Why did you suppress him in the second half and leave him no chance?"
Lou Cheng thought about it seriously and said, "I didn't participate in the competition purely to win. I also hoped to learn more while winning. I wanted to see different kinds of martial arts and increase my accumulation. The secret arts of Daxing Temple are indeed extraordinary. I almost lost. Really."
"I see." The reporter nodded slowly.
After a few seconds, she suddenly froze and realized something.
Lou Cheng's high-sounding explanation, in other words, was equivalent to him not being serious at the beginning because he wanted to experience more of Daxing Temple's secret arts?
He made it sound so reasonable that even I was sucked in!
Well, it's not right to say that he wasn't serious. He just didn't try to seize the initiative and complete the absolute suppression at the beginning.
Of course, this kind of thing couldn't be said directly. If Zhi Tong was really pissed off, it wouldn't look good when he met the people of Daxing Temple in the future.
The reporter didn't harp on the previous question. She smiled and said,
"Congratulations on entering the third round of the preliminaries. At this stage, there's a small chance that you'll be matched against those popular Mighty Ones. What do you think?"
"What else can I do? Fight! I can't deny that many of them are stronger than me. I can only do my best to grasp this slim chance. "Lou Cheng smiled calmly." If I can win one, it's a holiday. If I can win two, it's a New Year's holiday. "
"Neither arrogant in victory nor discouraged in defeat …" The reporter praised from the bottom of his heart.
After the interview, Lou Cheng returned to the resting room and focused on controlling his body. He planned to take the club's hired car to the underground parking lot before all the matches ended tonight. That way, it wouldn't be too congested.
…
In the stands, a young man with black hair mixed with silver suddenly stood up. He squeezed from the center of the row to the edge like a fish and walked towards the washroom.
He knew that his chance to get the Jindan had come!
It wasn't that he didn't have the confidence to take down Lou Cheng in his best condition. However, it would definitely be troublesome. Once the battle dragged on, it would be full of variables. Regardless of Huacheng or Linfu, there was no lack of Mighty Ones with Physical Invulnerability. When the time came, he would be the one in trouble!
During the first round, Lou Cheng was competing in the morning. He could rest in the inhuman environment and only leave when he was back to his peak. Furthermore, he was accompanied by his teammates, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
Along the way, he had forged his identity, sat in an unlicensed car, stayed in a small hotel, and even under a bridge. He had been waiting for this day as a vagrant!
Now, Lou Cheng was exhausted after the battle. He might even be injured. Furthermore, it was night time. He definitely had to go back to the hotel to rest!
Ge Tong wore an ordinary black T-shirt and casual pants. He disappeared from the washroom corridor without attracting any attention. He had covered all his emotions and thoughts with a secret technique so as to avoid triggering his ability to sense danger.
…
With one more round to go, Lou Cheng opened his eyes. His injuries were about fifty to sixty percent better.
He yawned, packed his things, and walked towards the private elevator on the other side, preparing to head to the underground parking lot.
This time, there was an inhuman senior who had transferred to a management position at the Sky Moon Martial Arts Stadium. He was also competing at the same time, so he would be returning to the hotel with him. However, he was already in the car, waiting for him.
Pressing the button to open the elevator, Lou Cheng stepped in and pressed minus two.
After a short wait, the elevator went down. When it reached minus one, it paused again. The doors slowly opened to reveal a young man in a black T-shirt with white hair.
So familiar …
I think I've seen him before!
Lou Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and his pupils shrank rapidly.
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