"He actually won …" On the stand, Ye Youting's expression was a little distorted. She was both shocked by the change of the game and painful for her own pocket money.
If Lou Cheng had bitterly supported Zhou Yuanning's indiscriminate bombardment and won at the end by exhausting his physical strength, she could barely accept it. But the reality was that Lou Cheng immediately counterattacked after Zhou Yuanning's most ferocious wave of attack and defeated his opponent head-on. Physical strength advantage was a part of the factor, but not the main one!
They simply couldn't believe their eyes!
Jiang Lan beside her smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, I didn't bet."
Ye Youting glanced at her and said, "Sister Lan, don't mention it … How did he win?"
"Didn't I say earlier that Zhou Yuanning's problems and shortcomings are equally obvious." Jiang Lan smiled and said, "The biggest impact of the lack of actual combat for several years is not only the decline of martial arts level and physical strength, but also the loss of sharpness in the chest. The former two can be barely maintained by daily hard training, but the latter can't be polished without actual combat. It's like a sharp sword, if it is not used for a long time and is not maintained, sooner or later it will become blunt. When it is necessary to make a decision and fight, it will become not brave enough and confident enough."
Ye Youting said thoughtfully, "No wonder martial arts pay attention to actual combat, momentum, and the breath in the chest. In the arena where the danger of life is reduced a lot, losing sharpness, lack of confidence in your own judgment, and hesitation at the critical moment will lead to defeat to the weak, not to mention the ancient battle of life and death."
"Yes, Zhou Yuanning had at least two opportunities to defeat Lou Cheng, but he missed them because of caution. Instead, Lou Cheng seized the fleeting changes and did not hesitate to press forward and end the battle ahead of time. There is no need to compete with endurance." Jiang Lan flicked her hair.
Even the professional martial artists were shocked and flabbergasted by the results of the competition, not to mention the spectators. There was a strange silence around the martial arts arena, with only the sound of the little brats blowing their trumpets occasionally echoing in the air. They blew and stopped, looking around timidly. They didn't understand why the adults suddenly stopped talking.
After twenty or thirty seconds, all kinds of sounds suddenly burst out. There were exclamations, praises, cheers, curses, applause, and shouts.
Lao Zheng's face was flushed red. He clapped like crazy as if he couldn't feel the pain. After a long time, he finally stopped. He looked at his companion beside him in excitement and said with a smile, "Lou Cheng is really amazing. He actually took down a Professional Ninth Pin fighter!"
Although he was a former Professional Ninth Pin, he was still a Professional Ninth Pin fighter!
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it …"
"I thought he was the strongest below Professional Ninth Pin …"
"Old Zheng, you're amazing. Not only did you enjoy the thrill of winning the competition, but you also got the money you won from the bet!" His companions all had different reactions.
Old Zheng chuckled and said, "Even with the capital, it's only 300 yuan. Let's cut some braised intestines, mix it with pig head meat, buy a few bottles of wine, and have some fun at my house?"
"Alright! I'll eat you! "The small matter of winning or losing was instantly thrown to the back of his mind.
…
"Lou Cheng won …" Qin Zhilin rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was hallucinating. How could he see a Professional Ninth Pin fighter being knocked to the ground by Lou Cheng?
Liu Yinglong stared blankly for a long time before he sighed and said, "It's only been a few days, but why do I feel like several years have passed? At the beginning, I thought I lost because of my carelessness. If I had been more cautious, I might have won. But now, I'm sure the gap between us is so big that I can't catch up in a short time … Ha, I even suspect that he's a different person … "
"He really won?" Qin Zhilin turned to look at Elder Senior Brother.
Liu Yinglong looked at the arena and nodded solemnly. "Yes, he won. He really won. He beat a Professional Ninth Pin fighter."
"… I didn't expect to witness the birth of a miracle …" Qin Zhilin muttered to himself.
In other places, the young lovers and the audience were still shouting and venting. For many people, after witnessing the event of the weak defeating the strong, they naturally had two kinds of feelings. One was jealousy, fear, and worry that the inherent order would be disturbed (hatred, cursing, and wailing for their wallets were based on other reasons). The second was to put themselves in the shoes of others and have feelings of admiration. The strong were undoubtedly revered, and the weak who could challenge the strong and win was even more admirable. One day, would they be able to do the same?
In their eyes, although Lou Cheng on the arena looked ordinary, he was young and spirited and heroic.
…
Seeing Zhou Yuanning stand up, Lou Cheng was still a little absent-minded. Joy echoed in his heart, producing a hearty and refreshing feeling. It was like going through hardships in an ocean without hope, tasting danger, wandering between life and death, and finally seeing the horizon at the end of the sky. That moment of touching, that moment of joy, couldn't be described with words.
This was the best taste of victory!
He had really defeated a Mighty One of Professional Ninth Pin!
Even if he wasn't in his best state, even if he was weakened multiple times, he was still a Professional Ninth Pin fighter!
Because the opponent was a member of the forum, and his heart was full of the joy of winning, Lou Cheng said very graciously,
"I almost lost twice just now."
Yes, if Zhou Yuanning was a little more daring, a little more determined, and a little more courageous, the one celebrating the victory would be him instead of Lou Cheng.
So this was a comprehensive competition of luck, strength, judgment, spirit, and courage.
Zhou Yuanning shook his head and sighed, "Only once, that was when I hit your back. If I had taken the risk, maybe the result would have been different. As for the second time, I was greedy. When you stood up again on the iron bridge, my breath was already close to the limit. I should have immediately opened up the distance, but with the regret of the previous missed opportunity, I was greedy and added another blow. You took advantage of the flaw and won the game in one go. Haha, I was in a dilemma."
"No, what I mean is that when you took my kick on the iron bridge, you directly returned a whip kick to me, which is very likely to exchange injury for victory." Lou Cheng recalled that time and said sincerely.
Because he was seeking victory in defeat, his Dragon Turning Over Body kick actually had many flaws, but his courage overwhelmed Zhou Yuanning, making him choose a more reliable way.
For Zhou Yuanning, this was a Challenge Tournament, not a life and death game.
Zhou Yuanning was stunned, and showed a trace of a smile, "So it is … No wonder the older generation often say that 'the strong fear the young'. Before reaching physical invulnerability, what they fear is not only the young's body and strength, but also their courage and spirit."
After sighing, he was not in the mood to say more, nor was he in the mood to take photos. He quickly walked to the stone steps and quickly left the arena. His personal belongings were locked in the locker room, and there was no need to take them back from the competition supervisor.
Standing on the arena, watching Zhou Yuanning's back disappear at the end of the brilliant lights, Lou Cheng felt as if he had become the king of this bluestone field, the only king, receiving worship and enjoying power.
…
"Master Lu …" Jin Tao waited outside the locker room for a long time until Zhou Yuanning came out. After calling him, he didn't know what to say. At this time, words of comfort were more like opening a scar and poking a wound.
Zhou Yuanning's hair was dripping wet, and he said with a bitter smile, "Don't say anything, accompany me to drink three or five bottles."
"Okay!" Jin Tao immediately answered.
Zhou Yuanning thought for a while and said, "I won't be on the forum for at least a week. It's too damn embarrassing. * * *, photos and so on, you help me to post."
Just thinking about it made him panic. He had made a bold statement, but lost to a nobody. Just thinking about it made him panic. It was better to wait for things to die down and then go back to posting.
…
Lou Cheng took back his mobile phone from the competition supervisor and walked to the locker room. He was ecstatic and couldn't wait to share it with Yan Zheke.
To be honest, if Zhou Yuanning didn't leave so quickly, he was so happy that he wanted to expose his identity on the forum and take the opportunity to meet a gay person or something.
He opened QQ and was about to send a message when he saw the voice message that he had saved before. His ears seemed to be echoing a clear and passionate song, and he was a little dazed for a while.
Subconsciously, he swiped his finger, opened the address book, and called Yan Zheke.
At this moment, he wanted to hear Yan Zheke's voice again, and wanted to tell her the victory personally.
Hearing the ringtone, Lou Cheng was a little nervous, but more than that, he was happy and expectant.
"Hello, Cheng?" The phone was connected, and Yan Zheke's familiar voice sounded.
Lou Cheng blurted out, "I won!"
There was a short silence at the other end of the phone, and the breathing seemed to be a little heavier. "Really? I don't study much, don't lie to me! "
Yan Zheke's voice was a little more surprised. Apparently, she had believed it.
"Listen, the shouts around." Lou Cheng put the phone on speaker, facing the stands outside the locker room, and the shouts of Lou Cheng and Lou Cheng were still endless.
"I, I feel like I'm dreaming. To be honest, don't be angry, I don't have much confidence …" Yan Zheke said.
Lou Cheng turned off the speaker, entered the locker room, and sat on the metal bench. He answered with a smile, "I didn't have much confidence, either, but I have your cheering song, right? It's more powerful than ordinary cheering, and at least it helped me increase my strength by two times! "
Yan Zheke tried hard to suppress her laughter, and after a while, she said, "You're so funny …"
After that, there was silence between them, and the sound of breathing was faintly heard through the receiver and the radio waves.
"I feel like I can't chat without the emoji package." Lou Cheng took the initiative to make a joke.
Yan Zheke also laughed and said, "That's right, that's right, the conversation has become rusty. Come on, tell me honestly, how did you beat the Professional Ninth Pin?"
She deliberately used the tone of chatting on the Internet to ease the awkwardness of the first phone call.
"I almost failed twice …" Lou Cheng described the key points of the competition, paying attention to the interaction between him and Yan Zheke instead of saying everything in one breath. When he talked about his victory, the conversation between them became smooth and familiar again.
"Hey, thanks to Coach Yan for telling me about the Qi of the Wuthering Eight Movements, or I wouldn't have been able to seize that opportunity." He took the opportunity to praise Yan Zheke again.
Yan Zheke chuckled and said, "I make a living with my brain!"
"And the cheering song." Lou Cheng added.
Yan Zheke snorted and said, "It's just a whim."
After that, she changed the topic and said, "Cheng, I just found out that after the new year, you'll be the second master of the Martial Arts Club! It's only been a while, but I feel like you're possessed by an alien. "
Her laughter tickled Lou Cheng's ears, and the joy in Lou Cheng's heart gradually became longer and more meaningful. He smiled and said, "I think you've already mastered the Yin-Yang Stance and part of the 24 Blizzard Strikes, but you don't have any actual combat experience. When you practice in this aspect, you'll definitely have the strength of the Amateur Third Pin. How about this? After the new year, I'll often accompany you in actual combat and let Coach Shi be the referee. "
He instinctively wanted to have more contact with Yan Zheke and have more common experiences.
"Okay, you'll be a good punching bag!" Yan Zheke said in a fierce tone.
…
When they were chatting happily, Wang Ye finished the competition and walked into the locker room. Seeing Lou Cheng on the phone, he gave him a thumbs-up.
Lou Cheng responded with a smile, and at the same time introduced the rules of the draw for the top 16 to Yan Zheke. "… In other words, the first of each group will draw the second of each group, and the same group will avoid each other."
"Then your opponent tomorrow is either a Professional Ninth Pin or a Mighty One of the Danqi Stage … Cheng, I can only say that you enjoy the battle and enjoy the martial arts." Yan Zheke said in a joking tone.
The Professional Ninth Pin in her words was not like Zhou Yuanning, but the best among the Professional Ninth Pin.
Lou Cheng also replied with a smile, "I think so too. Tomorrow I'll just enjoy the competition and the battle, and I'll get the prize money later. Hehe, I can carry my luggage and go to Yanling to taste the local delicacies."
He could also find a better hotel to stay in!
While talking, he thought of the big backpack in the cabinet. According to the original plan, he should go to the train station and return to Xiushan. Unexpectedly, he actually made it to the top 16! At the beginning, even he didn't dare to have such a fantasy. He thought it was too ridiculous. But now, as one of the top 16 in the Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament, if he didn't hurry up and book a hotel, it was very likely that he would sleep on the street …
"The local delicacies of Yanling? Let me see. "Yan Zheke said with great interest." … I think there's a famous white flour mutton soup … "
"Then I'll try it!" Lou Cheng said happily.
The phone call lasted more than 40 minutes. Lou Cheng's phone was hot and the battery was running low. If it wasn't for Yan Zheke's grandma, Lou Cheng felt that he would have continued talking.
After chatting on QQ for a while, he booked a hotel. It was four or five hundred yuan a night. Although it was a little expensive, he still wanted to be extravagant as he was about to get the prize money.
This time, he booked two nights. He didn't want to rush too much. Because of the arrival of the spring festival, he couldn't get the train ticket back home. He had to wait for the next wave.
After tomorrow's match, it was time to call Master and tell him the good news. It was time to show off in front of Cai Xiaoming. When he got home, he would have the courage and confidence to talk about practicing martial arts. At least his current performance showed that he could still make a living … Lou Cheng thought.
When it was almost five o 'clock, the top 16 was confirmed. Lou Cheng saw his name and the familiar yet strange enemy at the first moment.
"Ye Youting — Lou Cheng!"
PS: About the cover, haha, it cost me hundreds of yuan. I'd better hang it up for a few days. Waste material is recycled ~ Looking for recommendation votes ~
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